My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Fuck Fuck!"

Jabo put down his assault rifle and sighed:

"Every time I'm with you, I'll do something big."

Ethan waved his hand to Jabber, signaling him not to say too much, as there were still outsiders here.

Jump off the gambling table and come to the corner of the gambling hall.

There were more than thirty girls here, huddled together, and their bodies trembled when they heard footsteps approaching.

"Don't move, don't do anything stupid!"

Looking at this group of people, Ethan said in a low voice: "Nod if you understand."

A large piece of head melon seeds moved crazily.

Next, it's time to clean up the battlefield.

With so many rich people coming to participate in the gambling game, it is certainly impossible to bring only the six million in cash that was just left at the door.

In a corner next to it, there are many suitcases and travel bags arranged according to the area.

Leaving Zheng Lailai to keep an eye on the waiters, Ethan and Jia Bo walked quickly to the corner.

Most of the things here have been taken out.

After throwing a few empty bags aside, he grabbed a duffel bag and it felt heavy as soon as he took hold of it.

Opening the zipper, it was filled with green banknotes.

It didn't take long for them to find three bags full of money.

On the gambling table, there are also big gains.

At first glance, one million or so would definitely be no less.

Ethan picked up another empty bag and put most of the money in it.

He didn't stop until there were still about 300,000 left.

At this time, the technical computer room next to it opened, and Harlow walked out slowly.

The door swings, and three humanoid objects lie inside.

"Thanks!"

Harold finally completed his obsession with revenge and looked at Ethan blankly.

"You're welcome."

Ethan stretched out his hand to him: "I can't understand your mood."

"All I can say is, no matter what, you can try to move forward, and your wife won't want to see you like this."

After taking revenge, Harlow's eyes became even more lifeless.

We are all considered teammates. If you can enlighten me, enlighten me. Whether you listen or not is another matter.

Harold shook hands with him, nodded slowly, and then looked at Zheng Lailai next to him:

"I can't forgive you."

"But I will keep my promise and the account is settled between us."

"Also, there is a huge force hidden behind the Killer Championship."

"I suggest you find a place that is secluded enough and never come out again."

After speaking, he returned Ethan's double-barreled shotgun, walked outside without looking back, and quickly disappeared outside the door.

Unexpectedly, he left so simply. Ethan was stunned for a moment, then left Jia Bo to guard the scene, while he and Zheng Lailai walked out with their money bags.

Zheng Lailai stayed outside and looked at the money. He ran two more times before loading all the loot into the car.

On the last trip, he walked in with a big bucket of gasoline.

Putting down the gasoline barrel, Ethan clapped his hands: "You all, stand up for me."

Under his command, the group of girls squatting in the corner stood up in horror.

"Ten thousand each."

Ethan patted the table: "After you get the money, I suggest you run as far as you want!"

The money on the table is the travel expenses left for them.

Whether they can survive or not depends on their own destiny.

At first, the girls were afraid to move.

In desperation, Ethan grabbed the remaining money on the table and threw it over one by one: "Take the money and leave quickly."

Jiabo opened the gasoline can at the right time and poured it on the ground.

Smelling the choking smell, they all reacted and hurriedly grabbed their money and ran outside.

Soon, only Ethan and Jabo were left in the huge gambling hall.

Next to them were corpses on the ground, and the big screen behind them also showed scenes of fighting.

There are still ten people on the ranking list who are holding on.

"What to do with the remaining killers?"

Jiabo walked out of the technical room and threw the tin bucket aside: "I can blow them all up, clean."

"No!" Ethan shook his head:

"I don't need to clean it, I muddy it."

"When this happens, there will definitely be many people pursuing it in the future. These people are all our smoke bombs."

"Then what should I do?" Jiabo scratched his bald head.

"Turn off all their trackers!"

Holding Jiabo's shoulders, the two of them walked out together: "All functions of the locator are also turned off."

"If something like this happens, they will not continue to fight. Smart people will run as far as they can."

"Idiots will look for abnormalities nearby. No matter what, it has nothing to do with us."

"As for these surveillances."

"Don't worry!" Jiabo said with a smile: "These people have connected all the surveillance data in the town to them."

"This actually makes my operation easier."

"I will destroy all the surveillance data in the town within seventy-two hours."

"Kacha!"

Ethan turned the lighter wheel, and the lighter in his hand burst into flames: "I knew you would be fine."

With a flick of his finger, the lighter flew backwards.

The flames spread quickly and engulfed everything here.

After driving all the people hiding above downstairs, when Ethan returned to the Ford F150, the house was already in flames.

"Go, go, go!"

Looking at several bulging bags thrown at the back of the carriage, Jiabo excitedly slapped the seat.

The ten million in his arms made him smile even more.

Zheng Lailai looked back through the rearview mirror, flicked the cigarette butt to the side, and a ball of sparks flew up.

The gasoline on the ground was ignited.

The flames swept towards the parking area next to it, and the Ford roared and quickly left the scene.

A few guys got rid of their Ford F150s and replaced them with Dodge Challengers.

While leaving the town, Jiabo also quickly started cleaning up the monitoring data.

After erasing all traces, he closed the computer:

"Where are we going now?"

"Go back to Chicago!"

Ethan tapped the steering wheel and looked at the navigation on his phone.

"Yes!" Jia Bo shook his shoulders and looked at the duffel bag stuffed in the back seat:

"Hopefully we can keep our luck and never run into the police."

Not only the back seat, but also a large amount of guns and cash in the trunk.

All this will come to naught if you encounter the police.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

Ethan reached into his pocket with one hand, took out a silver five-pointed star, put it in his hand and shook it.

"Yes!"

Jia Bo patted his head: "I forgot, Mom, you are still a policeman."

"Waterfa?"

Zheng Lailai, who was sitting in the back, was no longer silent and became shocked.

She looked at the logo on the police badge and asked in disbelief:

"Are you CPD?"

CPD is the abbreviation of Chicago Police, but she didn't expect that she knew it.

"yes!"

Ethan turned around and smiled: "Is there any problem?"

Zheng Lailai had a lot of problems, but for a moment, he didn’t know where to start complaining, but the thing in Ethan’s hand was obviously not a fake.

In addition, everyone has experienced this kind of thing, so he can't lie to others.

She scratched her head, not knowing what to say, and waved her hand helplessly.

"You still have to be careful when driving."

Jia Bo was still worried and stared at the rearview mirror: "If you encounter a stupid state policeman, your police badge will be useless."

"I know this!"

The current Dodge Challenger is a mobile vault.

Naturally, Ethan would not allow himself to draw water from a bamboo basket and try hard to keep his spirits up.

Without any surprises, after three hours of running, I finally returned to Chicago, where the silver police badge was restored to its effectiveness.

The people in the car all relaxed.