My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

This slap in the face immediately stunned the blue shirt.

He didn't expect that a pregnant woman would dare to attack him. The bald man in a black vest next to him burst out laughing when he saw him being beaten.

The blue shirt became angry and punched him with his backhand.

Meg didn't have time to defend herself before she was punched in the face.

A wisp of blood flew up, and she was knocked to the ground.

The blue shirt touched his face and looked at Meg's belly, a dangerous light flashing in his eyes.

He took two steps forward, smiled at Meg lying on the ground and said:

"This is a gift for the half-nice in your belly, you're welcome."

"Please, don't do this."

Meg clutched her stomach in horror and quickly begged for mercy.

"Fakeyu, Bichi." The blue shirt didn't care, raised his big foot and stabbed Meg's belly hard.

"boom."

At this critical moment, gunfire rang out.

A bullet flew from a distance and hit his kneecap firmly. The huge impact instantly shattered the bone.

"ah..."

Blue Shirt screamed and staggered.

"Bang bang bang."

The gunfire didn't stop. Several bullets flew and hit his knees one after another. Balls of blood mist exploded, and several consecutive shots directly broke half of his legs.

Meg's face was spattered with blood and she closed her eyes tightly.

The moment the gunfire rang out, the strong man in the black vest looked behind him in horror.

In the distance, a town policeman wearing a dark blue uniform, holding a pistol, was slowly walking towards them like a god of death.

As Ethan walked, he pulled the trigger, and gunfire spurted out violently.

The sudden sound of gunshots scared the surrounding crowd and fled in all directions.

The muzzle of the gun gradually moved up, and one shot hit the blue shirt's body.

He was shaking with the sound of gunshots, and his blue shirt quickly turned red.

The advantage of the Glock 17's large ammunition capacity is fully demonstrated at this time. With 17+1 bullets, it can continue to fire after more than a dozen shots.

Ethan's eyes were full of coldness, he moved the muzzle of the gun, and shot the blue shirt on the head.

The blue shirt's body stopped shaking and fell back with eyes blank.

Ethan was excited to get Siobhan's uniform, but unexpectedly, as soon as he crossed the corner, he saw an infuriating scene.

Meg was lying on the ground, her belongings scattered everywhere.

The two people she met last time at the abandoned car disposal plant were standing around her. The guy with the swastika in the corner of his eye even kicked Meg in the stomach.

Ethan took out his gun without hesitation and pulled the trigger.

For those who dare attack the families of law enforcement officers, emptying the magazine is the only option.

When the strong man in the black vest was hesitating whether to run away or kneel down and surrender, his whole body was shaken, and a small hole instantly appeared on his forehead.

A few more shots were fired, and all the remaining bullets in the magazine were poured onto him.

Matt Sharp was sitting in the car. He was the first to notice a town policeman running towards him. The moment Ethan's pistol sprayed out gunfire, he had already turned the steering wheel, stepped on the accelerator crazily and fled outside.

By the time the strong man in the vest fell back, the pickup truck had already sped out more than ten meters away.

Noticing that the person sitting in the car was Matt Sharp, Ethan inserted the Glock into the holster on his waist, reached for the holster under his ribs, and instantly there was a Python revolver in his hand.

He chased the pickup off the road and pulled the trigger on the pickup.

"Bang bang bang..."

Six .357 Magnum bullets were all fired out in more than a second. His strong arms allowed him to firmly control this powerful revolver.

There were a few holes in the tailgate of the pickup truck near the driver's seat, and the two tires at the back were also blown out. However, the pickup truck still moved forward quickly and crookedly.

Looking at the car dozens of meters away, Ethan gritted his teeth.

As everyone nearby watched, he turned the revolver back twice and stuffed it back into his armpit holster.

He pulled out the Glock 17 again, pulled out the empty magazine, and put the spare magazine in.

After completing this series of actions, he had returned to Meg's side.

Ethan knelt down on one knee and pushed the hair away from Meg's face. Her face was covered with blood, and she trembled in horror when she was touched.

He held Meg's shoulders and quickly comforted her softly:

"It's okay, I'm Ethan."

Meg slowly opened her eyes, filled with fear, until she saw a familiar face and finally calmed down.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong with Meg, Ethan looked around cautiously and pressed the radio:

"Emmett, Meg was attacked at the Martin Star Dry Cleaning Shop. Come here quickly."

Emmett's voice sounded in horror: "Walter, what are you talking about?"

"The last time three people attacked Meg at the abandoned car treatment plant, she was slightly injured and there was no major problem. Fire broke out at the scene. Two people died and one escaped."

Ethan continued: "The one who escaped was Matt Sharp."

"The dark green pickup truck, with its rear wheel blown out, fled toward the outskirts of town. I didn't drive, so come here quickly."

Alma quickly replied: "I'm calling an ambulance."

The radio did not continue to ring, but the piercing siren soon came and approached at an alarming speed.

Hood was the first to arrive at the scene. He did not stop the vehicle. Under the command of Ethan, he quickly pursued Matt Sharp in the direction of escape.

Emmett and Brock arrived at the scene after running several red lights. Seeing the two people beaten into a hornet's nest on the ground, Emmett's eyes were full of anger.

Seeing Meg covered in blood, his legs weakened.

The tough guy's eyes were red, and he wiped the blood from Meg's face in panic.

When he knew that the blood on her body was splashed by the two people next to him, Emmett breathed a sigh of relief. He hugged Meg tightly and looked at Ethan gratefully.

Ethan left him to look after Meg, got into Brock's car, and chased in the same direction.

When Matt Sharp stepped on the accelerator and ran away wildly, he heard a pinging sound from the car. His first reaction was to hold on to the steering wheel and lean down.

He didn't sit up until the gunfire stopped.

The pickup truck was twisting and turning to avoid oncoming cars, and he stepped on the accelerator frantically.

Sharp touched his shoulder, and his hand was stained with blood. The dashboard in front was broken, and the steering wheel was also broken in one place.

Fortunately, he reacted in time and leaned down, otherwise he would have had to confess on the spot.

"Farke."

Sharp held the steering wheel with one hand and yelled angrily.

Originally, they just wanted to scare the woman. Who knows what kind of nerves Ben Du had to attack that woman's belly.

He just happened to be met by the police, and now everything is over.

He controlled the car with difficulty and fled to the scrap car treatment plant. Now he could only go back to get some money and go out to avoid the limelight.

Just as he was thinking about where to go next, an Iveco suddenly came from the side.

"Bang."

There was a loud bang.

The pickup truck was overturned by Iveco and fell to the side of the road, with all the body glass shattered.