My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Holding the cold barrel of the gun in his mouth, he looked at the murderous look in Hank's eyes.

Gavin resolutely surrendered and nodded quickly.

Between his own life and the fate of his nephew, he only needed two seconds to make a choice.

Hank pulled Colt out of his mouth and asked viciously:

"Say, I don't have time to play with you."

Gavin took a few heavy breaths and hurriedly said a warehouse address: "That's where Sean is most likely to be hiding."

"This morning, he asked me to borrow the key."

When asked for the address, Ethan loosened his grip on the club and put his roll of money back into his pocket:

"Mr. Collins, I think you will definitely lose this game."

"Otherwise we won't fight and just settle the bet."

Ethan came up to him and said with a smile: "Do you think it's fair?"

"fair enough!"

Gavin was very bachelor. With his free hand, he took out a thick wad of money from his pocket and said, "I admit defeat."

"Who do you think I am?"

"Pah!" Ethan slapped him in the face:

"Blackmail? Blackmail?"

He grabbed all the thousands of dollars that Gavin dropped on the table and stuffed them into his pocket quickly:

"I'm telling you, I just take what I deserve."

Originally, Gavin wanted to seek revenge from him, but when he saw how shameless the police detective looked, his thoughts of revenge were instantly extinguished.

Having dealt with the police for decades, he knew what kind of police officers he should not mess with.

"Come here." Ethan pointed the python at the bald man.

The bald man stood up painfully and walked over carefully.

"Grab it." Ethan gestured for him to hold the pool cue nailed to Gavin's palm:

"Take a good stroke, you will like the feeling."

After the bald man wiped away all his fingerprints, Ethan and Hank carefully walked outside.

When he came to the door, Hank said sharply:

"You all know who I am and what I can do."

"I have memorized each of your faces. If anyone dares to call and tip off, all of you will be the target of my revenge. No one will be missed."

"You better keep an eye on each other and don't do anything stupid."

There was silence in the tavern. After Hank glanced around coldly, he turned and left.

"I sent Antonio the address."

Ethan put the phone back into his trouser pocket, took out the wad of money he had just earned, and divided it into two.

He held half of it in his hand: "Let's go."

"Thanks."

Hank was not polite either, and the palms of the two of them separated as soon as they touched.

Speeding all the way, we soon arrived at the location Gavin mentioned.

Antonio and Irene arrived at the scene almost at the same time.

Ethan quickly walked behind the Chevrolet Suburban and opened the tailgate. There were some police equipment in the large trunk.

Opening the gun case, a Remington M870 shotgun, AR-15 and several magazines came into view.

Next to the gun case were two bulletproof vests.

He picked up the bulletproof vest and quickly put it on. A man came behind him, reached out and grabbed the Velcro of the bulletproof vest and pulled hard to make it fit his body.

Turning around, I saw it was Irene.

She now looked worried, and there was no smile on her face.

Now was not the time to meddle, so Ethan helped her tighten the bulletproof vest, and then picked up an AR-15.

Several people checked each other to see that everything was ready.

The sound of chaotic footsteps sounded, and a group of people walked to the side door.

Ethan turned on the radar and found no light spots within the monitoring range.

However, the warehouse in front of you is quite huge. You won’t know until you enter whether there is anyone there.

He took the crowbar handed over by Hank and slammed it into the gap in the iron door. After a heart-wrenching sound, the door lock was disconnected.

"Chicago police."

Hank yelled and took the lead in rushing in.

It was dark inside, and Ethan quickly turned on the tactical flashlight on the AR-15.

It was silent as we walked inside.

Wherever the flashlight shines, there are motorcycles, televisions, game consoles and the like.

Some of them look like second-hand goods at first glance, but most of them are brand new and still have packaging.

Combined with Gavin’s profession, these are undoubtedly the products of zero-dollar purchases.

"snort!"

Antonio tightened his grip on the gun: "It is estimated that all the stolen goods from the nearby dozen blocks are concentrated in this place."

Go forward for a while and there will be two forks.

"Ethan, you go to the back."

Hank pointed forward, he wanted to say something else.

Erin quickly followed Ethan without waiting for him to speak. She winked at Hank while others were not paying attention.

Hank shook his head helplessly and searched to the other side with Antonio.

The dull sound of footsteps sounded in the warehouse and echoed in the distance.

The light of the tactical flashlight flickered everywhere.

There were no other blips on the radar. Ethan was a little anxious and stepped a little faster.

"Go slower."

Erin grabbed his bulletproof vest and whispered a warning.

"Um."

Ethan nodded silently and slowed down his pace.

The radar monitoring range is only twenty-five meters, so I can't be reckless.

The light of the tactical flashlight shone on Irene's face, making her skin fairer and giving her a cold feeling.

Ethan asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"

"Can you accompany me to a place tonight?" Irene asked instead without answering his question.

"Sure, when?"

"Just wait for me after get off work."

The conversation ended quickly and this was not the place to chat.

Soon arriving at a door, Ethan motioned to Irene to open the door and pointed his gun inside.

After the door was opened, a strange mixed smell came out.

Ethan sniffed his nose sharply, and the strong smell of rust was very familiar.

The place you enter is an operation room.

On the stainless steel countertop, shriveled condoms were scattered everywhere.

On the tray next to him, there was a pile of powder stained with blood and clumped together.

Ethan turned the muzzle of the gun and the light moved.

"Megan Benson."

Seeing the scene inside, Irene said a name coldly.

In the operating room, there is a table, and a white girl wearing a red suspender belt is lying on it.

The complexion is pale and the face is distorted.

The girl's eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, as if she was roaring silently.

Erin turned her head and leaned on Ethan's shoulder, unable to bear to look any further.

"call!"

Ethan breathed a heavy sigh of relief and pressed the intercom:

"Hank, found Meg Benson's body, come in my direction."

"receive!"

Now that we have reached the end, we still haven't found the light spot. Those people must have run away long ago.

Ethan shook the AR-15 and quickly found the switch.

The lights flickered and the room became bright.

"You go out first!" Ethan put the rifle behind his back and took out disposable gloves.

"Need not."

Erin looked at the female corpse in front of her, her eyes filled with angry flames.

There was a large amount of blood on the floor of the table, and there were a few bloody shoe prints on the ground.

Avoiding these places, Ethan walked forward carefully.

I touched my body first and found it was cold.

The red suspender skirt was cut open randomly with a knife, leaving a big hole in her lower abdomen.

The skin and flesh were turned out in two pieces, exposing the internal organs.

Ethan frowned and looked inside. A lot of powder, stained with blood, condensed into pieces of dirt here.

It's a rough job, and you don't need experience to see that.

From what I can see now, the cocoa powder hidden inside has been completely destroyed by blood.

The sound of hurried footsteps approached quickly, and Hank and the others appeared at the door.

Seeing the body next to Ethan, both of their faces turned livid.