My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan walked quietly through the corridor, crawled to the guardrail and looked down.

The hostages below are sitting nervously in the middle circle of the basketball court. The two suspects have taken off their masks. The fat and strong suspect is standing next to the hostages with a gun, while the other thin suspect is pulling open the blinds in fear. Look outside.

Ethan quietly took out his mobile phone, swiped the screen and pointed it at the two suspects downstairs, taking a few close-ups of each of them, and then also took photos of the environment below and sent them to Siobhan.

After a while, the phone vibrated, and Siobhan sent the jail photos of the two suspects, along with a simple message.

"The fat guy's name is Lance Mangan. He was in jail for robbery."

"The skinny guy's name is Steve Nathan. He was in jail for theft."

Siobhan also told him that Brock already knew that he had entered the gym and was satisfied with the information inside, but asked him not to take unauthorized actions to avoid injury to the hostages.

Ethan turned off the screen and continued to observe.

"You don't know how big a trap you have created. There are more and more scams out there."

Nathan looked out the window and said excitedly:

"They even set up TV cameras and we were all on TV. Now the situation is completely out of control. What should we do?"

"I swear to God, I will put two more balls on you one day. Can you be a little more like a man?"

Mangan also continued to shout loudly: "Besides, if you had killed that stinky guy in the drugstore just now, we would have escaped by now."

"I said before, you will get retribution for killing the policeman."

Seeing Nathan say this with a serious face, Ethan silently gave him a thumbs up.

"Farke, can you listen to what you are saying?"

"You don't understand. My cousin Kaneki was shot to death by dozens of guns on the interstate two days ago just because he killed a policeman. It's so tragic. You don't want that to happen to you. .”

"Shut up, shut up your stinky mouth, I don't want to listen to you."

Mangan's neck turned red, and under his loud roar, Nathan turned around angrily and continued to check the situation outside.

More than half an hour later, just as Mangan was pacing back and forth angrily, Ethan's phone buzzed.

"Don't make any noise, I'm behind you."

Ethan looked back in confusion, and Siobhan followed his example and took off his boots, and then climbed over when he got closer.

When Siobhan climbed up next to him, Ethan quickly poked at the phone screen with his fingers.

"How did you get up here?"

"Brock is worried that you are in there by yourself. Let me support you." Siobhan put down the phone and gave him a nervous smile.

"No, I'm asking you how you got up here?"

"I went to find a ladder, lol."

Seeing Siobhan's mocking look, Ethan reluctantly put down his phone.

As time continued to pass, Lance Mangan's pace became more and more irritable. Suddenly, his eyes froze and his footsteps stopped.

He raised his hand with the gun, and Jenny slowly stood up.

Mangan licked his lips and walked over, scratching her collarbone with the barrel of the gun.

Jenny was stirred up with goosebumps by the cold barrel of the gun, and she closed her eyes in horror, tears sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

Looking at the chest rising and falling rapidly due to fear in front of him, Mangan's emotions, which had nowhere to vent, became even more intense, and he started to unbutton his shirt.

"Hey, you can't do that."

The black female teacher next to her stopped her, and Mangan stared at her fiercely.

When Nathan heard the noise, he quickly ran over and said excitedly: "Oh, why are you teasing her? What disease did you have today? You couldn't find a way to escape but did these bastard things here instead."

"F-you, can you not be so excited?" Mangan retracted his hand.

"If you sober up, I just can't figure out why you shot and killed the man in the pharmacy."

"I said I was sorry and I thought he was going to get a gun."

"Feel sorry?"

Nathan drooled and said: "Then are you sorry for the current situation? You always do things without thinking. That's what my wife said to you last time. She asked you to help fix a water pipe and you couldn't fix it. , made her all wet."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mangan punched out impatiently, knocking Nathan to the ground.

"Can you calm down now? I have a headache." After Mangan sighed, he reached out and pulled Nathan up.

Nathan covered his nose and said angrily: "Fayou, you are the one who needs to calm down."

After watching a little farce, Ethan and Siobhan retracted their heads. Ethan took out his mobile phone and sent a message asking Brock how long it would take for the FBI people to arrive. The emotions of the two people below were getting more and more unstable.

Brock's reply message just asked him to wait, but an hour passed quickly.

After Nathan waited anxiously by the window for a while, he angrily ran back to the center circle of the stadium and said, "Lance, they didn't prepare a car. I didn't see anything."

"Farke, you asked for this."

Mangan cursed angrily and reached out to grab Jenny's arm.

"No, let me go." Jenny kept slapping Mangan's hand in an attempt to get free, and the students around her also cried softly in fear.

The scene was in chaos, and Nathan shouted to Mangan with a headache: "Can you stop messing around? Let's find a way to get out of here first."

"Get out of here, I'm going to teach them a lesson."

Mangan pushed Nathan away, lifted Jenny up with both hands and strode towards the back of the stands next to him.

Nathan was so angry that he grabbed a handful of hair, and then he pointed a pistol at a group of students. "You all turn around and look at me. Don't look over there and don't look back."

Hearing Siobhan's breathing become rapid, Ethan stretched out his arm to hold Siobhan down and shouted in a low voice: "Don't be impulsive, watch those students."

Siobhan had no choice but to relax, but her eyes seemed to be spitting out fire.

With a hiss, Jenny's shirt could be vaguely torn, and she kept begging, trying to push Mangan away.

At the critical moment, Mangan's cell phone rang, and Ethan breathed a sigh of relief.

Mangan answered the phone with an unhappy look on his face, grabbed Jenny's arm and returned to the basketball court, pushed the disheveled Jenny into the crowd with a hard push, and then walked to the window while listening to the phone.

When Jenny was pushed to the ground, her eyes suddenly froze.

When Ethan saw Jenny discovering him, he quickly raised his index finger and shook it, and stepped back a little.

The black female teacher took off her coat, covered Jenny and held her in her arms.

Jenny forced herself to calm down, wiped away her tears with her hands, and looked at Mangan standing by the window with angry eyes.

Mangan hung up the phone and walked back quickly, "They have prepared the car. We need to let a few students go to show our sincerity."

"Okay, no problem." Nathan nodded happily.

"You guys stand up and follow me."

Mangan pointed his pistol at the heads one by one. Hood's daughter Tifa and her best friend were among the crowd, but only her best friend was hit.

Her best friend winked at Tifa, took Tifa's hand and stood up in an attempt to muddle through.

"Hey, I didn't say the little one could go out."