My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan glanced at the surveillance camera and quickly looked away.

This surveillance picture is not only visible to Jiabo and others, but he cannot attract the attention of others.

At this moment, Ethan stopped.

Next to the soundproof door, there are two vending machines filled with expensive drinks and drinking water.

People who drink alcohol are particularly likely to become thirsty after exercising.

It’s normal to buy a bottle of water to drink after finishing your work.

Ethan also pretended to be thirsty, walked to the vending machine, checked the price, and at the same time reached into his pocket.

When the cigarette was taken out, the lighter fell with a bang. After stumbling on the ground a few times, he kicked it lightly and jumped under the vending machine.

"Shet."

Ethan quickly lay down and reached inside.

His eyes quickly looked at several machine legs at the same time. They were all empty. They were just placed here without expansion screws to fix them.

"did you find it?"

The female bartender also squatted down, exposing all her breasts regardless of her breasts.

"found it."

Ethan held the lighter in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief:

"That's five hundred dollars."

The female bartender looked at the exquisite lighter in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ethan flashed the lighter in his hand, clicked, and lit the cigarette.

At the end of the passage, there was a small table and two security personnel sitting on chairs. One of them looked over to them, with a long gun barrel exposed from the hem of his clothes.

But he quickly shifted his gaze and returned his attention to the newspaper in his hand.

Many of the people who come here to play are very drunk, and they have long been used to it.

"That's the back stairs over there."

The female bartender noticed his gaze, took the cigarette from Ethan, and held the filter tip with her pretty red lips.

She puffed out a puff of smoke: "We're not going that way, come with me."

While I was looking for a lighter, several waves of people passed by me.

Their business here is really good.

Several people behind the monitor kept watching Ethan's actions, full of questions.

After buying a bottle of mineral water, he followed the female bartender and walked forward.

Follow the large staircase next to it and go up to the second floor. At the end of the aisle next to it, there is an iron gate, which is exactly where they saw Gu Chen enter just now.

Next to him, the stairs going up have been sealed with red bricks.

In this place, there are also two cameras filming.

They can only go up to the second floor at most.

The lights on the second floor glowed red, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet. Stepping on it was like stepping on clouds.

The walls of the passage are hung with sentimental oil paintings and prints everywhere.

It was really like a small maze. Under the leadership of the female bartender, I went all the way around and soon lost my way.

The sound of artillery fire rumbled all the way, making Ethan feel restless.

There were no security personnel seen in this area anymore, but still, there were a few black suits in the fighting area, who would do such a disgraceful thing.

Being distracted, he didn't notice that the female bartender had stopped.

"ah!"

The female bartender let out a soft cry after being nudged.

She looked back at Ethan with a charming look: "Sir, are you sure it's enough to grab the dragon's tendon?"

Ethan coughed, opened the door and walked in.

After doing a simple job of grabbing the dragon's tendons, he drank wine for a while and watched the performance for more than ten minutes before leaving like an ordinary pleasure seeker.

After getting on his motorcycle, Ethan rode a long circle around Wild Ghost No. 18 before returning to his hotel on the beach.

He already had preliminary ideas on how to complete the task.

When he returned to the small building, a bonfire was lit on the beach outside the house, and Jabber's bald head was like a light bulb in the light of the fire.

Lan Ma, Jia Bo and the others were sitting together.

The aroma of barbecue could be smelled from far away. Ethan quickly parked his motorcycle and strode over.

"Hey, why are you back so early?"

Baz had already stood up when he heard the sound of a motorcycle.

In his hand, he held a steel skewer, the marshmallow on it had turned brown.

The hot dog in Jia Bo's hand was sizzling and dripping with oil.

Everyone looked at him in surprise, wondering why he came back so early.

"It's enough to understand the matter clearly. Why are you wasting your time over there?" Ethan took out a can of beer from the incubator on the ground, then squeezed in and sat down next to Jabber.

"This is the rest of the money."

Ethan took out the remaining one thousand U.S. dollars from his pocket and handed it to Lan Ma. After counting it, he couldn't afford to be greedy for this small advantage.

"OK."

Lan Ma smiled and took the money in her hand simply.

Ethan took a sip of beer and snatched the skewer of grilled hot dogs from Jabber’s hand:

"Where's Darren?"

"Watch inside, let's come out and take a rest." Baz sat back on the recliner and looked at him longingly.

Ethan ate the hot dog in two or three bites. It had black pepper in it and tasted very good.

Everyone around him was looking at him. Ethan smiled and used the steel stick to draw on the beach:

"You can see the front door on the surveillance, as you all know, there are four security personnel there."

He wrote the Arabic numeral 4 on it, and everyone could see it clearly in the light of the fire.

"They all had guns on them."

Ethan wrote another number 12 on the beach and clicked it with a steel sign: "In the hall, you guys shouldn't be visible. I saw twelve people inside, also fully armed."

Hearing what he said, Lan Ma's expression was solemn.

"As for the second floor, there are no other security personnel. Of course, there are two guarding the back door on the first floor. You all saw it."

Ethan took a sip of beer and added a 2 at the end:

"This is who we're dealing with, what do you get?"

Baz pursed his lips and said, "The number is about the same as yours. There are about twenty people on it, so that's about it."

Ethan's hand holding the steel pick was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect there were so many people on it.

He wrote another 20, adding a plus sign in the middle:

"Thirty-eight VS six."

Jiabo took a sip of beer and said with a bad expression, "This is not easy."

Next to him, Craig's eyes were wandering. Compared with these dozens of people, the injury to his arm didn't seem to be a big deal.

Mother Lan suddenly remembered something, and she looked at Ethan:

"What were you doing at that vending machine just now?"

"Find a way to reduce the number of people we have to deal with." Ethan lit up the cigarette and looked at the lighter distressedly. There was a small crater on it.

Baz's eyes lit up: "What can I do?"

"When I picked up the lighter, I looked at the bottoms of the two vending machines. They were not fixed."

The sea breeze blew, and everyone at the scene felt refreshed.

Jia Bo's face was no longer entangled and he nodded: "After taking care of the two people inside, we found a way to block the entrance and exit with a vending machine, which directly reduced the number of eighteen people."

Craig said: "What if a dozen people go around to the back to support?"

"I tried it just now. There is a whole row of buildings over there, and the staff's cars are parked behind it. It takes about three minutes to get around."

Ethan continued: “And they wouldn’t immediately think of detouring.”

Mother Lan and Baz looked at each other, and after a simple calculation, Mother Lan said:

"Our action time is five minutes at most."

"That's right." Ethan crossed out the previous number and wrote again:

"It's five minutes now, twenty to six, they are not prepared, we still have to play."