My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

This sudden impact left Sharp with a bloody head.

He struggled to unbuckle his seat belt and got out of the broken car window. When he saw the people on the Iveco, he shouted in fear:

"I did not betray Mr. Proctor."

The door of Iveco opened, and two men in black jumped out and rushed towards Sharp.

Sharp tried to escape, but was quickly restrained and thrown into the car.

Boden took off his glasses with a sneer and looked back: "Mr. Sharp, why do you think we came to you because you betrayed Mr. Proctor?"

"I don't know, I just said it randomly."

Sharp realized he had made a mistake and hurriedly explained.

"Bang."

As Boden moved his fingers down, a gun butt hit him hard on the head, knocking Sharp unconscious.

Iveco emitted a burst of smoke and quickly left the scene.

Not long after, a police car came quickly.

Seeing the overturned pickup truck on the side of the road, Hood stopped the vehicle, pulled out his pistol and went to search.

Unfortunately, there was no one inside, only some blood stains remained.

He followed the trace to the roadside, and the blood dripping to the ground disappeared into thin air.

Hood looked around. This was a country road leading to the outskirts of the town. There were no monitoring facilities, so he had to put the gun back into its holster.

Ethan was riding in Brock's car and quickly caught up with him.

After a search at the scene, the three people found some signs of struggle and concluded that Matt Sharp had obviously been kidnapped.

Everyone knew who had kidnapped him.

Brock kicked the pickup truck next to him, and Ethan had already told him the whole story.

Those bastards made him almost unable to become a godfather, and he couldn't wait to fire two more shots to vent his hatred.

As for Matt Sharp, all he can do now is issue a wanted warrant.

But they all know that Sharp will most likely not see the sun tomorrow.

Proctor Slaughterhouse.

The usually busy operation room was deserted at this time.

In a corner of the operation room, a man was hanging precariously on a huge iron hook.

The side door was opened, and a man in a suit and leather shoes walked slowly in, followed by a tall German shepherd.

Proctor walked to the corner and looked at the hanging man carefully:

"Is he Matt Sharp?"

"That's right."

Borden walked out of the shadows, holding a chair in his hand. He walked up to Sharp and put the chair down.

Proctor nodded and sat back down in his chair.

The German shepherd circled around Matt, sticking out its tongue from time to time and licking Sharp's hanging toes.

"come over."

Proctor shouted in German, and the German shepherd was shocked, walked over obediently, and squatted down at his feet obediently.

Boden brought another half bucket of water from the side, swung it hard, and poured it on Sharp.

Sharp's head shook and he woke up from his coma. He saw Proctor sitting not far away, his pupils shrunk like needles.

Proctor did not know him, but it was impossible for him not to know Proctor.

Ignoring the pain in his shoulders, he wanted to say something, but his mouth was blocked and he could only make a whine.

Proctor sat upright and asked Sharp:

"Do you know me?"

Sharp nodded, still whining.

"That's good. I know you want to talk, but can you please wait a moment?" Proctor smiled and patted the German Shepherd at his feet:

"My dog ​​is hungry. Let him eat something first and then we can have a good chat. Do you think that's okay?"

Before he could make any sign, Boden came over with a tie and tied it to his thigh with unusual skill.

After tying the zip ties, Borden walked back into the shadows and soon emerged again.

Boden was wearing a transparent poncho and holding a chainsaw in his hand.

Sharp tried to struggle, but was tied tightly. His chest rose and fell sharply, and he looked at Proctor with pleading eyes.

Soon, the terrifying sound of a chainsaw sounded.

After Sharp shook violently for a while, he fainted.

When he woke up again, the German shepherd at Proctor's feet was eating deliciously from a stainless steel plate filled with minced meat.

Sharp looked down in a daze, and saw that half of his leg was gone, and blood was still dripping down.

After Boden removed the cloth from his mouth, Sharp said with a pale face:

"I know who you are, and I know what I did. Can you give me a break?"

Proctor asked calmly: "To whom did you betray me?"

"The Sheriff, Hood."

Unexpectedly, it was actually Hood. A flash of light flashed in Proctor's eyes, and his hand stroking the German Shepherd couldn't help but use some strength.

The fierce dog at his feet was in pain, but he didn't dare to say anything, so he could only chew the meat in the basin.

Hood is still a police chief no matter what. Proctor is a land tiger, but he is also trapped in his status as a land tiger. He can't attack a police chief.

Proctor nodded sullenly to Boden. Boden understood, walked aside and put Sharp down.

The German Shepherd noticed something, turned the stainless steel face plate in front of him aside, and roared excitedly, saliva dripping from his sharp teeth.

"bite."

Proctor shouted quickly in German, and the German shepherd rushed out like an arrow, biting at Sharp crazily.

Although they knew that Sharp was in danger, they still had to do what needed to be done, leaving Brock to guard the scene while Ethan and Hood went to the abandoned car treatment plant to make a last-ditch effort.

Unsurprisingly, the car treatment plant was empty.

They had no choice but to go home and visit Meg in the hospital.

When she arrived at the hospital, Siobhan was standing outside the ward looking in. She was still wearing her uniform that was stained with coffee.

Siobhan waited for a long time without waiting for Ethan, and only learned of Meg's attack when Alma shouted.

In desperation, she put on her wet uniform and went to the hospital.

Seeing Ethan and the others appear, Siobhan asked quickly:

"Did you catch that bastard?"

"No."

Ethan shook his head and looked into the ward.

Emmett was sitting by the bed, holding Meg's hand. When he noticed Ethan and the others coming back, Emmett comforted Meg with a few words and walked out of the ward.

Siobhan was the first to ask: "How is Meg?"

Emmett said thankfully: "It was just a minor injury and the child is fine too."

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Meg had a big belly, and what she was most worried about was the child inside her belly.

Emmett walked towards Ethan with a scared look on his face and slapped him hard on the back.

"Ethan, Meg asked me to thank you."

His back was slapped loudly, and Ethan grinned and said, "You don't need to thank me so hard, we are friends."

Emmett then let go of his hand and asked angrily, "Where's Matt Sharp?"

Ethan shook his head and told him the situation.

Faced with this situation, no one could do anything, but the two men who were violent at the scene were directly beaten to death by Ethan, and Emmett was also angry.