My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The back entrance to the federal building.

The few people who finished taking notes walked down the steps with relaxed expressions.

"I won't send you off."

Phillips stopped and stretched out his hand to the black policewoman to express his gratitude: "Detective Carter, thank you very much for the information you provided, but there will be some things that require your assistance next."

"I'll call you anytime, I hope it won't be too much trouble!"

"of course not."

Carter held the opponent's palm tightly and said with firm eyes: "I am very happy to provide any form of assistance, all for the sake of this city."

"very good."

Phillips let go of his hand and repeatedly warned: "For your safety, please be sure to pay attention to safety in the next few days."

"A wanted warrant has been issued."

"That guy named Simmons can't hide for long, but I'm worried that he will target you!"

It had been two hours since they arrived at the FBI. Under the dispatch of Phillips, New York City FBI agents went around to conduct manhunts across the city based on the list provided by Carter and the information added by Quinn.

Most of the remaining people were arrested and brought to justice.

Only Simmons.

There has been no news about this most important leader in the HR organization since Quinn.

That guy absolutely hated the people in front of him.

Phillips was not worried about Ethan. Although the tall man in a suit next to him was injured, he could feel that he was someone not easy to mess with. Only the policewoman had to remind him.

"about this."

Carter patted the gun on his waist and looked quite relaxed: "I am fully prepared."

"Okay~"

The special agent shrugged and threw the car keys to Ethan: "This is the second car. Remember to come back and have a few drinks another day."

Nodding to Reese again, he turned around and walked quickly up the steps.

Everything is busy.

They could go back to rest first, but for Phillips, tonight was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Du~"

Ethan pressed the car key, and a buzz came from the parking lot not far to the left.

He led the way to where the car was parked.

The FBI went out in force and arrested all the HR people. A large number of street elements also died. The organizations that issued the rewards have collapsed, and the idea is so tricky.

Even Iron-headed Boy should know that the bounty is just money in the water.

Desirable but not attainable.

So now, don't be too careful.

Carter stretched hard and smiled with white teeth: "After I bring my son back, I need to take a comfortable hot bath for myself. Of course, champagne is also essential!"

"what about you?"

"I just want to rest."

Reese's steps were sloppy and his words seemed weak.

He received a large gash from a grenade fragment. Although he was bandaged and sutured in time by the FBI, he still bled a lot. Coupled with the painkillers, he was a little mentally unstable.

Now he just wants to go back to sleep.

"Um?"

Reese groaned and almost hit Ethan's back in a flash.

"Did you forget to get something?" The other party suddenly stopped for no reason, causing Carter to slow down in confusion.

"what time is it now?"

Looking in the direction of the car, Ethan said something that made the two of them confused.

"Well!"

Although he was confused, Carter still looked at his watch: "It's half an hour until three in the morning."

"Oh~"

Ethan replied and continued walking forward.

The pace slowed down a lot.

New York is a city that never sleeps. It's not surprising at all to see someone on the street at 2:30 in the morning, but it's a bit strange to see someone standing motionless next to the FBI building at 2:30 in the morning.

So many things happened tonight, and the radar was always on.

A bright spot of light followed his steps forward.

Quietly appearing on the radar.

After taking several steps forward, the other party still stayed where he was, which led to the question just now.

"oh?"

Carter looked at Reese in confusion and spread his hands.

The latter didn't know why, he pursed his lips and raised his shoulders. To be honest, although this was not the first time he had contact with the other party, the guy's behavior and frequent sudden convulsions were still there.

It always left him scratching his head.

After all, when they first met, Ethan Morgan was the one who came to the door with a few grenades.

Reese wouldn't be surprised if he did something.

Ethan didn't know what they were thinking.

Too lazy to explain.

In view of all the things that happened tonight, he increased his vigilance and quietly put his hands on his belt. Whether it was a false alarm or someone was really planning something evil, he could respond immediately.

Take a few steps forward and cross the corner of the building.

I glanced towards the direction of the light spot with my peripheral vision, and saw a gray Ford parked on the side of the road, with no one in the cab.

The fingers moved and quickly rested on the handle of the gun.

The alarm bells in my heart began to ring.

It's late at night, what are the people doing in the back row?

There were no signs of the vehicle starting.

Resting and not running to the back alone, all this seems very abnormal.

Following his actions, Carter and Reese also walked out of the corner of the federal building. Successfully overthrowing the HR organization made both of them feel very good, despite being puzzled by Ethan's convulsive question.

But they soon started talking and laughing again.

The moment the two figures appeared, the gray Ford shook violently, and the rear door opened.

"careful."

A rapid low growl sounded, and Ethan's eyelashes fluttered. Sure enough, it was directed at a few of his people, and he drew out the pistol he held in his hand like lightning.

"Carter!!!"

On the other side of the vehicle, roars filled the night sky at the same time.

Simmons, who had short hair and a submachine gun in his hand, jumped out of the car with a ferocious face. The dark barrel of the gun was raised rapidly, and the hole would spurt out fiery tongues of fire at any time.

Too late to aim.

"Bang~"

Ethan's finger frantically pulled the trigger, and the bullet roared out of the gun barrel and pierced forward quickly.

Accuracy is not enough, firepower is needed!

Porphyrin.

A row of bullet holes appeared in the Ford's door instantly, the glass shattered, and clouds of blood mist were blown up on Simmons' body. The pieces of his clothes flew up along with his flesh and blood, and his body continued to shake with the sound of gunshots.

Next to the street lamp, a human fountain appeared.

Water mist continuously sprayed out from various parts of the body, and the red mist billowed up and down in the dim light, which looked shocking.

Before Xiao and Reese could react, what happened.

Ethan emptied the magazine and killed the only remaining leader of the HR organization in one fell swoop!

Simmons was extremely stiff, and his aggrieved eyes quickly dimmed. Until his death, he couldn't figure out how the other party found him. He had obviously hidden it well enough.

at this time.

This should be the time when the other party is least alert.

at this time.

He should have shot all three bastards and watched them fall in a pool of blood!

"Bang!"

With endless questions and anger, he fell to his knees heavily on the ground.

Lean forward.

His head hit the ground helplessly.

The whole person turned sideways, and the bright red blood spread quickly, staining a large area of ​​the sidewalk red. (End of chapter)