My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Everyone's attention, Munoz is heading towards Gate 2."

Antonio grabbed the tiny microphone and shouted, jumped off the table, and kept pulling the crowd forward.

Not only him, Burgess also pressed his pistol and squeezed towards door number two.

"Target found."

"I saw it."

Rusek, Olinsky and Horsted have all targeted.

In the chaotic crowd, Munoz bent down and quickly shuttled among the people who came to participate in the celebration.

"Shoot when you get the chance."

Hank raised his pistol, but the shooting range was filled with civilians running around in panic. If he fired at this time, he would be accidentally injured at any time.

This problem also exists upstairs.

Orlinsky moved the muzzle of his gun, but he hesitated to fire.

If you injure civilians, you will not only be held accountable, but you will also have a hard time with your conscience.

"Shet."

Seeing that the other party was about to flee with the chaotic crowd, Hank pressed the microphone and shouted anxiously: "Where is Ethan?"

Yeah, where is Ethan!

Not only Hank, but also other people's minds had questions.

In the crowd, Muñoz ran for his life.

He is crazy, but not stupid.

As soon as the bodyguards were killed, a bunch of notes popped up, and the person on the stage was also beaten to death two or three times. If you don't run away at this time, why are you waiting?

When his actions were exposed, he immediately became suspicious of Ba Zhao.

Munoz looked fiercely and gripped the handle of the gun.

His steps faltered and suddenly stopped.

Just opposite, right in front, a suffocating feeling came over me.

He held his breath like a mouse being watched by a cat.

His eyelids blinked rapidly, a flash of silver light flashed in front of him, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed directly at him.

"boom."

Fireworks flashed in Munoz's retinas.

The body was hit hard, and the hand holding the gun was blown to pieces.

Ethan strode forward and continued to pull the trigger.

The cylinder rotates, the hammer falls suddenly, and the primer fires instantly.

The gunfire flashed again, and the bullet landed hard on Muñoz's lower abdomen, and the impact caused him to fall backwards.

All these movements seemed to Muñoz to be in slow motion.

Stimulated by the severe pain, his spirit quickly returned to the real world, his mouth opened, and he looked desperately at the person opposite.

"boom."

Another shot came out, and his jaw exploded.

Next, just like accelerating

The flames from the muzzle of the Python revolver formed a ball, and the last three bullets left in it were fired one after another, hitting Muñoz before his body hit the ground.

"Bang."

Munoz hit the ground hard and his eyelids slowly blinked.

A pair of dark boots came to the side of his head. He used all his strength and rolled his eyes. The last scene before his death was fixed on a handsome face.

"Rubbish!"

Ethan gave him a disdainful sigh, flicked his finger, and the python revolved flexibly, and then he firmly grasped the handle of the gun.

He lifted up his clothes with one hand and showed the police badge on his waist.

He looked around and shouted loudly:

"Chicago police."

"call!"

The people squatting around him all breathed a sigh of relief.

The explosion of gunshots that suddenly rang out just now almost scared people to the point of peeing. Now that they saw the corpse again, they immediately ran away quickly.

No one knows whether there will be another fight later.

Munoz had been shot dead, and the others slowed down and gathered around him on guard.

They were all wary of the third gunman appearing, but that didn't happen. If there was a gunman, he would have been scared away.

Looking at the body lying on the ground, Burgess was not afraid, he only felt relieved, but he didn't even have time to pull out the gun, which was a bit regretful.

"Ding Dong~"

Six empty bullet casings fell to the ground one after another, making a crisp sound.

"Burgess."

Ethan looked at the female police officer opposite and rubbed the bullet chamber vigorously.

Uh-huh!

The bomb nest rotates rapidly, and the six holes are almost connected in a circle.

Burgess looked at the empty bomb nest, thought of something, and quickly moved his gaze upwards. At this moment, Ethan blinked quickly at her.

"I will definitely help you take revenge and empty the magazine. What do you think?"

"Are you serious? Just teach him a lesson."

"Then empty the bomb nests!"

The conversation between the two of them that night when he was undercover was still vivid in his mind.

Looking at the bullet nest that had stopped rotating and was empty, Burgess was so moved that he also shut his mouth tightly in fear.

It's one thing to be bad at shooting.

To do so with premeditation is deliberate revenge and murder.

While her heart was beating wildly, she also made up her mind to forget all about the conversation that night.

Well, Detective Morgan is just not a good shot!

Ethan loaded the bullet and put the gun in his pocket. He had no idea that in just a few seconds, Burgess' mind would take eighteen turns on the mountain road.

The target person was shot dead and the scene was quickly brought under control.

Follow-up support arrived, and warning tapes were pulled up around several corpses. Colleagues in the forensics room were taking photos and records.

What follows has nothing to do with the people in the intelligence team.

They are only responsible for finding people, taking them down, and do everything to make it look like others are eating for free.

People gathered together and gave each other high fives and fist bumps.

Every gun battle, as long as there are no injuries or pain, is a good thing and something worthy of celebration.

"OK!"

Hank put away the phone and shrugged: "This is a call from Director Perry. He asked us why we were shooting."

"Ha, these guys in the office."

Erin shook her head and laughed, spread her hands and said, "If I directly understand that Director Perry is praising us for doing a good job, is that okay?"

It would be great to kill someone like Muñoz.

Last time, all three of them were punished and they still wanted to capture them alive. Perry really had a good idea.

It's not that Ethan can't do it, he just thinks that emptying the bomb nest is more to his liking.

"Yes, we just did a great job."

Hank didn't care what Perry thought, he couldn't let his own people take such big risks just because of a word from above.

"Well done to everyone."

He looked at Atwater with satisfaction: "Your performance is also very good."

"Thanks, Sheriff."

Atwater puffed out his chest and bared his big white teeth.

As soon as he returned to the police station, Baierden ran out.

"Hank."

He spread his hands to stop them in front of everyone, and said extremely seriously:

"Despite our disagreements, I made a guarantee."

"Now that Munoz has been shot, the matter is over. The prison escort vehicle will be here soon. I need Ba Zhao's family."

Although Hank didn't want to agree, he still had to maintain his face.

No matter what, Baiden is also one of his own, and it is not good to undermine him in front of Ba Zhao.

Hank looked back, wanting to arrange for someone to bring Ba Zhao's family over so that he could meet them.

"Let me do it."

Antonio took the initiative to raise his hand with a complicated expression: "I want to watch Ba Zhao get into the prison car and bring this matter to an end."

No one would object to this request.

Everyone patted Antonio's shoulders one after another and walked upstairs.

Back in the Chase Room, Ethan sat down on the chair.

It feels good to shoot and report to the crematorium.

After immersed in writing for more than ten minutes, he threw the pen aside, picked up the coffee cup, and looked at Irene with squinted eyes.

How about tempting her with potato chips, spending a little money, and doing big things.

This malicious look caught Eileen's attention. She raised her head and glared angrily.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ethan shook his finger and the coffee liquid swayed.

Erin also trembled violently, her eyes frightened.

Gunshots! ! !

The cup flew up, hit the wall, and broke into several pieces.

Before the fragments hit the ground, Ethan grabbed the pistol and rushed to the stairs.

In two or three strokes, he jumped to the corner.

The people behind him followed quickly, and they all looked nervous.

The direction where the gunfire rang out just now was from the garage.

"Bang."

Ethan knocked open the wooden door and raised his gun.

The rolling shutter opened wide, and Baiden was lying next to the technical room, with blood gushing out from his neck.

Outside the door, Antonio also fell to the ground. (End of chapter)