My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Finally waiting for the transport vehicle, Ethan put the AR15 behind his back and pulled out the Glock 17 from the holster on his thigh.

This gun is extremely popular. It is not only used by law enforcement officers, but is also widely circulated in the black market.

He took out a silencer from his pocket and attached it to the muzzle of the gun.

Soon, the transport truck approaches.

The driver yawned and held the steering wheel, thoughts racing through his mind.

After finishing this order tonight, I can be free for another week. I can make money faster than doing this while working seriously.

In the past, when I went to the Savoie Gentlemen's Club, I could only search and shop, but now I can also open up and spend money.

He thought about the stripper that afternoon again, and suddenly became a little more energetic. She was so tight.

Next time, I have to take sildenafil in advance. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth rose.

After turning a corner, the driver suddenly broke into a cold sweat and slammed on the brakes.

There were two men in black standing in the middle of the road ahead, with dark guns in their hands pointing towards them.

Ethan and Jabber were squatting on the edge of the road. When they saw the transport truck stop, they quickly stood up and ran onto the road, outflanking it on the left and right.

The passenger door opened, and a man in a denim jacket hurriedly jumped out of the car, holding a pistol in his hand.

"puff."

Ethan quickly raised his arm and pulled the trigger.

The Glock with a silencer made a muffled sound.

As soon as the man's feet landed on the ground, a ball of blood mist exploded in his head, and he collapsed to the ground.

Ethan continued to pull the trigger and shot two more shots into the denim jacket, then stepped forward and kicked the gun aside.

The driver and the man accompanying him got out of the car at the same time, but they were knocked over by Jabber, who quickly ran up behind him and knocked him over with the butt of his rifle.

"How many people are still in the warehouse?"

Jia Bo stepped on his head and pressed his AR15 against the driver's head and asked.

"I don't know, I'm just responsible for driving." The driver was hurt by the muzzle of the gun and said in panic: "Do you know whose things you stole? I advise you to stop."

"Who told you we were going to steal?" Hood stepped forward, took out a zip tie from his pocket, and wanted to tie up the driver.

Ethan came around at this time and shouted: "Jiabo, get out of the way."

Jabber subconsciously took two steps back. In the driver's desperate eyes, Ethan pulled the trigger.

"puff."

Blood spread quickly on the ground.

Candy saw the driver being shot to death by Ethan, and blinked a few times quickly.

"You still want to keep him alive?" Ethan took off the silencer and put the pistol back into the holster: "We don't need any survivors to do this, and I don't want any risks."

Hood nodded awkwardly and put the tie back into his pocket.

Candy found the key on the driver's body, went to the back of the transport truck and opened the tailgate. Inside the truck were a dozen cardboard boxes packed on the pallet and wrapped in transparent film.

They first moved the two bodies over and threw them into the car with great difficulty, and then Jabber climbed up immediately.

He pulled out a sharp dagger from his body and started scratching at the cardboard box.

Ethan, Hood and Candy followed the hole, looking for what was inside.

There were several cardboard boxes filled with stuffed animals. Ethan grabbed a Bugs Bunny and threw it aside.

He was about to go to the next box, but he stopped and quickly picked up the Bugs Bunny. How could the stuffed toy be so heavy?

He waved to Jabber: "Give me the knife."

Ethan put the tip of the knife against the stuffed toy's belly, and with the others watching, he stabbed it in hard, and then pulled it out.

Dozens or hundreds of small red pills fell down following his movements, rolling everywhere in the carriage.

"Ethan."

Hood's voice sounded, and he threw a small brown bear over.

Ethan caught it easily, scratched the toy bear's belly, and quickly took out a pack of pills, which weighed one kilogram.

He tore the bag open and grabbed a handful of red pills that looked like jelly beans.

Things that countless drug addicts were crazy about were thrown away by Ethan, like garbage.

He handed the dagger back to Jabber: "That's right."

Hood looked at Candy: "Are you sure you can drive such a big truck, right?"

"Of course."

Candy recalled the past and said proudly: "Back then, I drove a big truck across the entire country in four days."

Jabber put the dagger back into its sheath and walked out: "Candy baby, it's been a long time since the First World War. Are you sure you can still shoot it?"

"Fakeyu."

Candy smashed the stuffed toy in his hand: "Why didn't that driver just shoot you to death?"

Ethan smiled and shook his head: "Jabo, using World War I to describe Candy's age is too much. It's World War II after all."

A stuffed giraffe immediately flew over, but he easily dodged it.

"Jiabo, look at what you did, you turned Ethan into a bastard." Candy cursed and walked out of the car, and jumped out of the car with Hood's help.

After closing the back door, the four of them got into the cab.

The cab of this large haul truck is unusually roomy and can accommodate four people with no problem at all.

Candy sat in the driver's seat, mumbling words, and still simulating movements with his hands and feet.

Most people really can't drive this kind of big truck without training. There are more than a dozen gears. People who don't know how to drive will be confused when they see it.

Ethan and the others didn't know how to drive this kind of car, so they had to let Candy mess around slowly.

Two or three minutes later, Jiabo was already very impatient and was about to complain when Candy finally put the car into gear and started the vehicle.

After a loud clicking sound, the truck slowly drove forward.

After finally finding a place to turn around, Candy gradually became more proficient in his movements. The car body was still a little shaken, but it went smoothly.

"You guys are definitely not drinking, right?" Jia Bo was shaken and couldn't help but complain.

The old candy god said calmly: "Young man, I'm driving, don't provoke me."

After speaking, he deliberately stepped on the brakes. .

"Fakeyu, you old bastard." Jiabo was knocked into the front seat and cursed.

Candy laughed and stepped on the accelerator again.

Hood stopped the farce between the two of them. He turned back to look at Jiabo: "Have you taken care of the monitoring system inside?"

Jiabo took out his watch, took a look at it, and said confidently:

"Don't worry, at this time, all the monitoring equipment inside him are already for display."

Already seeing the lights of the red brick factory, Candy excitedly stepped on the gas.

The big truck rushed forward like a beast.

Candy and Hood had already fastened their seat belts. There were no seat belts in the back, so Ethan and Jabber had to hold on to the seats in front of them.

Getting closer and closer to the red brick factory, the gate made of iron cage mesh is right in front of you.

"Hold on."

Candy shouted, and the big truck hit the gate with great momentum.

"Bang."

After a loud noise, the two opposite iron mesh doors were easily lifted off like toy doors, like a girl being bullied by a strong man, with no ability to resist.

Under the control of Candy, the truck jolted twice and rushed directly into the factory.