My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Jabber pulled his hand away and stood up.

The two hadn't seen each other for several months since they parted ways in California.

We haven’t seen him for a long time, but Jia Bo still looks like the coolest guy and the coolest girl.

Ethan opened his hands and laughed.

"Bang bang bang."

The two people immediately hugged each other and slapped their backs hard.

"Fakeyu!"

Jiabo quickly pushed him away: "You bastard, why are you using so much force?"

“It means passion!”

Ethan opened his hands and said, "Would you like to do it again?"

"roll!"

Jabber raised his middle finger, returned to his seat and sat down: "I'll show you something."

"Look at these treasures. After finishing this job, it will almost be enough for me to spend for several years."

On the screen, a hall screen appeared.

Since the battle has come to an end, everyone inside is in a relatively relaxed state.

Some eat delicacies from all over the world, and others hug the girl to the corner to vent their excitement.

Those who win money are elated, while those who lose money are gritting their teeth.

On the table in the middle was what Jabber called his treasure, a mountain of cash.

Anyone who comes to see it will be greatly shocked.

"It's more than that."

Ethan regained his energy a little: "The championship reward is another 10 million US dollars."

"The money must be in a bank account somewhere, and the winner can't walk away with $10 million in cash."

"This is our ultimate goal."

Jia Bo rubbed his fingers, frowned and said, "I just looked for it, but there is no data in this regard."

"It's him!" Ethan reached out and pointed at the screen:

"This person definitely knows where the ten million is."

At the top of the long table stood a white man in a suit, looking like he was in control of everything.

In all likelihood, he is the so-called host.

"Their defense strength is extraordinary." Jiabo put on his sexy eye shadow and said solemnly:

"Shall we just kill him?"

Ethan pinched his pocket gently. Inside was a locator wrapped in layers of tissue: "Where are they?"

"A private estate nearby."

Jabber switches to a small private estate that looks ordinary on the surface.

There are tall walls and strict personal security.

There is a swimming pool, tennis court, and a small pond in front of the house.

Green plants are climbing outside the large Tudor-style villa, and from time to time there are armed guards and hounds patrolling in front of luxury cars.

Judging from what has been observed so far, this is a tough nut to crack.

"Hey!"

Zheng Lailai walked over quickly at this time and showed the tracker in his hand.

A lone arrow above, appears next to it.

Looking at the distance, it's within five hundred meters.

At this time, those who dare to act alone must have absolute confidence in their own strength.

Apparently, it was for the two of them.

Jia Bo waved his hand: "You go out and have a clear look. I will directly find that person's bomb number and blow him up."

"no!"

Ethan objected: “If we do this now, the organizers will find problems with their own competition.”

"If they are alert enough, move immediately."

He clenched his fingers together and opened them suddenly: "You are about to say goodbye to your little baby."

Hearing this, Jiabo quickly shook his head.

"I'm going to get rid of that person." Zheng Lailai saw Ethan's pale face and held down the pistol on his waist.

After running for more than ten minutes, Ethan really didn't regain his strength, so he simply let her do it.

Zheng Lailai's skills are not ordinary, so he should be able to handle it.

"I'll go watch."

He was still a little worried, so he told Jiabo and walked out.

When I came outside, I could see a burly black man standing in the shadows of the street corner from a distance.

The other party was wearing a long black windbreaker and just stood quietly.

From a distance, one can feel the other party's raging anger.

This is very strange. The few killers they met only had the intention to fight and kill.

No one is as full of anger as the man in front of me.

"You don't have to follow."

Zheng Lailai staggered for a moment and then stood firm.

She turned around and showed a stiff smile: "The next thing is between me and this person."

It sounds like a personal grudge.

The strong black man opposite nodded his head to the side and then disappeared around the corner.

Zheng Lailai walked to the side without saying much.

"Who is the other party?"

Ethan followed her regardless of her dissuasion: "What happened between you two?"

The strong black man just now is not an ordinary character.

With his magical sixth sense, he could feel that this was a difficult person.

Not to mention the in-depth exchange just now, Zheng Lailai is now considered his teammate, and he cannot just watch her go into danger.

"Before, I accepted a mission."

As Zheng Lailai walked, he said silently: "Being a killer, do you know what is the most difficult thing to bear?"

"It's the last look the target looks at you, and the emotion contained in it."

"Ninety percent of people will take a little bit of relief with them."

"Because they know what they have done, they will be mentally prepared for what they will face."

"But my target that time had nothing but horror, confusion and confusion in his eyes."

Zheng Lailai slowed down and said blankly, "I knew at that time that this woman was innocent."

"The killer instinct still drives me to shoot."

"Later I found out that the woman was pregnant."

The street lights lengthened the shadows of the two people as they slowly walked through the alley.

"I thought my faith was strong enough that nothing would affect me."

Zheng Lailai twisted her head and looked at Ethan, with tears in her eyes:

"I never mentioned it to anyone, but the guilt has been hunting me since it happened."

"I can't forget."

"There's no way to get rid of that feeling."

There was a smile on her lips: "This is why I participated in this championship."

"I hope that through high-intensity fighting, I can forget some things."

"If I die, it will also bring me relief."

"I didn't expect to meet Harold here. It's all destined."

"I originally thought that I could have a crazy time with you before I die, but now it seems that I don't have this chance."

Ethan shook his head, held down the handle of the gun and asked:

"That man just now was the husband of the woman you killed?"

"That's right!" Zheng Lailai's eyes were firm:

"I owe him this, so I won't run away from it."

Ethan was curious: "Who is he?"

She put on a nonchalant look, but it could be seen from her physical condition.

The woman in front of her was in a state of panic.

"Joshwar Harlow!"

Zheng Lailai swallowed: "The winner of the last competition."

Shit, Ethan rolled his eyes.

He reached out and touched Zheng Lailai's forehead: "What's wrong with you? Can you be a killer without any brains?"

"I didn't know that at the time."

Zheng Lailai slapped his hand away and said through gritted teeth, "Haruo hid his wife very well."

"I don't know how the person who placed the order found the whereabouts of his wife."

The two walked through the alley and stopped at the entrance.

There is a small forest here. A black coat flashes in the distance, and Harold disappears into the trees.

"I was serious."

Zheng Lailai reached out and pressed Ethan's chest: "This is my battle, whether life or death."

After speaking, she stood on tiptoes.

After a warm touch, she turned around and walked into the darkness with firm steps.