My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The wind howled.

Quickly take away the sweat from your body.

Ethan also looked at the situation on the rooftop. Huge air conditioning units and ventilation ducts were scattered in every corner.

On the top floor of Nuoda, there are windshields all around.

If he didn't have great confidence in Phillips, he would not choose to come to a place like this. Apart from the crews, there is no place to hide. The next thing to do is to control the rooftop door.

"Bang~"

After two gunshots were fired, Carter jumped out of the stairs.

After rolling twice in embarrassment, she lay directly on the ground gasping for air, unable to wave the Glock in her hand: "Damn it, I've run out of bullets here."

"please tell me."

Swallowing her saliva, she shouted urgently: "You called us up with a plan, and it was a good plan."

After saying this, the guy continued to blow the bellows.

The building was nearly fifty stories high. Under the influence of adrenaline, she didn't stop much. She ran all the way up. Now she felt that her feet were no longer her own, and her dark face was shiny.

The whole person was sweating like rain.

"I still have two magazines here."

Ethan rubbed his lower back, grabbed two magazines filled with nine-millimeter bullets, and threw one to Carter: "Hold on for a few more minutes, and our support will be here soon."

It took about ten minutes to run away and get to the top of the building.

There is still a while before the agreed time with Phillips, and now we must withstand the pressure.

"ah?"

Raising his hand to take the magazine, Carter stood up in confusion.

What kind of support can I get from this place?

No matter how powerful Harold and the others were, they could not fly over to carry out rescue operations.

Quinn's expression changed drastically. He raised his head and looked up at the sky in horror, with an unfavorable premonition emerging in his mind.

"Mr. Chief of Staff."

Ethan strode up behind Lao Hei, wrapped his hands unceremoniously around his neck, and quickly formed a naked choke position: "I'm sorry, please go to sleep first, relax a little, don't be nervous."

The latter wanted to struggle, but unfortunately he had no ability to resist.

His legs were unable to kick, and he fainted completely in less than two seconds.

"I called a helicopter over."

Released his arm, Ethan smiled and patted Quinn's black face, and said to Carter: "I will provide this guy with a very considerate packing service. Just hold the entrance now!"

Despite her curiosity, the black policewoman breathed a sigh of relief.

If you can say it, you must be able to do it.

As long as you can escape now, it doesn't matter how the other party does it.

She raised her arms.

He gave a dark thumbs up.

"Grenade!"

With a loud shout, Reese flew out of the corridor and fell to the ground with a bang.

The two people outside quickly got down.

Put your head in your hands.

"Dong~"

A violent explosion sounded, grenade fragments flew everywhere, whizzing past them, and a weak air wave also swept over from the front.

"Farke."

Ethan raised his head and jumped up suddenly.

He quickly closed the distance of a few meters, hooked the rooftop door, swung it hard, and closed it tightly with a bang.

He quickly rolled to the side twice more and then got up in embarrassment:

"Is anyone hurt?"

"I!"

Reese gritted his teeth and covered his arm, rolling to the side with difficulty.

Carter crawled over on his hands and knees and quickly checked the opponent's injuries. He saw a large gash on his right arm, and blood was flowing out from it.

This was hit by a grenade fragment.

It was considered lucky. If it were just a little bit off, even the bones would be broken.

"Untie the belt."

Reese was sweating profusely and groaned.

In just a moment, his face turned pale.

"Wait a minute."

Carter didn't care to stop the bleeding, and dragged him aside by the collar. Ethan also hurried over at this time, and the two of them worked together to quickly drag him out of danger.

"Puff puff puff~"

Several small holes exploded in the lock position of the rooftop door.

For three million dollars, the criminals did not stop at all. As soon as the grenade exploded, they began to think of ways to break through the door, and roars continued to come from inside.

Ethan grabbed Reese's Glock that fell to the ground, pointed it at the rooftop door, and pulled the trigger.

Several bullets whizzed in.

The two light points were instantly destroyed, and the intensity of the attack was instantly reduced a lot.

The black policewoman hurriedly untied Reese's belt, put it on the other person's arm and pulled hard. With a low roar, the bleeding speed instantly slowed down a lot.

"He needs to go to the hospital."

Cat grabbed the belt strap, looking nervous.

"Phillips."

At this time, Ethan had already dialed the call that had been interrupted due to signal loss. He fired and shouted: "Please, I need transportation now. Hurry up!"

"Click."

Magazine empty.

"Bang."

There was another loud noise, and a large hole was blown under the rooftop door, with broken wooden boards flying in all directions.

However, there were also screams and curses.

The grenade fragments bounced around and swiped across the neck of an old black man. The blood spurted out several meters away and splashed randomly on the people in the corridor, causing a commotion in the crowd.

"damn it."

The burly old Mo squeezed forward and kicked the Eastern European man who threw the grenade over: "Do you want to blow us up?"

The corridor is narrow.

Two grenades in succession made their heads buzz.

Not just Lao Mo, most people glared at the Eastern European man.

Although everyone agreed to kill people first before talking about anything else, they didn't mind reducing the number of competitors at this time.

"how do you want to do it?"

The friendly eyes kept coming, and the Eastern European man's companion quickly reached out to hold him down, and quickly explained: "Although HR promised to help us delay the time."

"But you can't put your hope in others."

"let me."

Lao Mo didn't waste any time. He grabbed the shotgun with one hand and pumped it hard. He clicked the gun and loaded it. He walked up quickly, leaned forward and fired a shot at the rooftop door.

A piece of projectile crackled on the door.

Make it look more shabby.

Click.

Bang!

The shotgun roared continuously, the iron door was torn open, and the projectiles flew out at high speed with sawdust, hitting the outdoor air conditioner in the distance and throwing up clouds of sparks.

This movement caused several people outside to get down quickly.

Carter also raised his pistol and fired back.

There was no response from Ethan's Bluetooth headset, which was full of violent noise, as if there were countless fans spinning on the opposite side.

This voice soon sounded in the left ear as well.

"Morgan!"

Phillips's voice finally sounded, roaring loudly in the wind: "Put your head up."

The next moment, a helicopter with flashing warning lights appeared in the night sky, and an extra-large dragonfly turned its wings crazily and rushed toward the roof of the building where gunfire continued to light up. (End of chapter)