My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

A swastika flag was hung majestically above the house with mottled wooden walls.

The night wind blows and the flags flutter.

I turned on the radar and took a look. There were ten light spots gathered in the room.

Most were gathered in the front living room, and the two upstairs were separated and motionless.

Ethan waved his pistol, jumped over the low guardrail, and quickly led Nora through the side yard and rushed towards the back door. Breaking in from the back could reduce the noise.

It's best to get everything sorted out before anyone else finds out.

When passing by the Ford F150, a sudden change occurred.

"Roar!"

A dull roar suddenly sounded.

Immediately afterwards, a black shadow jumped down from the back of the vehicle.

Saliva dripped from the canine teeth, the mouth opened wide, and the sharp teeth went straight to Nora's neck.

"puff!"

After a muffled sound, the black figure fell to the ground.

What a dog. It has been trained so well. It was silent in the car just now. It wasn't until someone approached that it barked and went straight to the person's neck.

Ethan lowered the muzzle of his gun and looked at the twitching German Shepherd on the ground with admiration.

Noila subconsciously touched her neck and broke into a cold sweat.

"Burundi?"

There were anxious shouts from the nearby house.

Even if a silencer is installed, it does not mean that the sound can be completely eliminated. It only greatly reduces the noise, but the remaining gunshots are still very obvious in the silent night.

Even if there is music playing and a party going on in the house, you can still hear some movement.

The music soon stopped as shouts rang out in the house.

"Something's wrong."

Someone inside let out a low cry, the light quickly moved away, and the room became silent.

There was a light spot slowly approaching the window, and Ethan also raised the Glock.

Two seconds later, the curtain quietly lifted a corner.

A brown eye looked out the window. The man inside only saw a black hole in the muzzle and the bullets ejected from it.

"boom."

The glass was shattered and penetrated into the eye socket.

There was another muffled sound, and the heavy body fell backwards to the floor, causing several exclamations.

After firing the shot, Ethan quickly moved his position.

The next moment, gunshots rang out like a violent storm, bullets crackled out from inside, and fell on the spot where he had been standing. Sawdust flew, and dozens of small holes appeared in the wooden wall in an instant, and the light inside the house leaked out.

Ethan waved his arms, and Nora understood.

Since the surprise attack failed, they would find a way to attack by force, and the two of them quickly separated.

One forward and one backward.

Ethan quickly moved to the back of the house and took out the flash bomb from his pocket.

Pull the tab off and throw it away with a wave of your hand.

The flash bomb smashed through the kitchen glass, fell to the ground, and exploded with a bang.

Nora ran to the front door and did the same thing.

She has this kind of sharp attack equipment. If it is not used, it will be wasted. Why rush in with a gun.

In an indoor environment, a flash bomb can penetrate the soul with just one shot.

Two strong lights flashed in succession, causing frightened howls to sound inside.

"Bang."

Ethan jumped the door lock with his kick and strode in.

As soon as he broke into the house, he immediately dodged to the side. The people inside were stunned by the explosion and blinded, but they were not disabled.

Someone who was familiar with the structure of the house picked up the gun in his hand and fired randomly at the entrance and exit. Bullets flew past him, which was quite scary.

Ethan calmed down and leaned out to swing the Glock.

"puff."

A bullet hit the man's shoulder, knocking him to the ground.

At the same time, he reached under his ribs, pulled out the other Glock, and walked forward holding both guns.

When he came to the stairs, he raised his right arm upwards.

This movement had already woken up the people upstairs. One bright spot moved to a corner and hid, while the other bright spot moved quickly.

With a glance from the corner of his eye, his eyes lit up.

A naked woman with short blond hair appeared at the entrance of the stairs holding a double-barreled shotgun. She had large tattoos on her body and looked like a beautiful snake.

"Bang bang bang."

The trigger was pulled quickly, and the gun fire flashed.

Before the tattooed woman had time to raise the double-barreled shotgun, a few flowers of blood spattered on her chest, and a small hole instantly appeared on her forehead.

"Boom."

The beauty snake fell down, rolled down the stairs and fell next to Ethan, her eyes lost light.

Lifting his feet, he gently crossed over her body.

When they arrived at the living room, Nora also barged in through the front door.

The firearms in the hands of the two men continued to spit out tongues of fire, killing all three people who tried to resist on the spot.

They were already experienced in many battles, and they used flash bombs.

After this wave of operations, the people inside had no ability to resist and were quickly subdued.

The remaining two men and two women were all picked up by Ethan and thrown to the sofa.

They threw their hands up and their eyes were red and swollen.

Affected by the strong light, tears flowed down uncontrollably. His eyes stung but he did not dare to reach out to wipe them. The four corpses on the ground and the person lying at the top of the stairs were warning them not to move.

"Look, I don't know what you're here for."

The only white man who raised one hand gritted his teeth and said, "This place is protected by Watts. I hope you know what you are doing."

"There is fifty thousand dollars in the safe next to it. You can take it all."

He endured the severe pain in his shoulder and continued in a cold sweat:

"Don't worry, we will never call the police."

Threats and coercion, a set of rhetoric, all slipping away.

It's a pity that Ethan doesn't know who the Watts he is talking about is. Perhaps Hector is the leader of their group of white supremacists to the Salvadorans, but Ethan doesn't care about these things at all.

The table in the middle was filled with various drinks.

A small tray of untouched flour was placed on it. It seemed that the celebration of these people had just begun.

However, most of the clothes on his body were already gone, and it looked like he was planning to have a chaotic party tonight.

"Do I look like I'm worried about you calling the police?" Ethan put one foot on the table and shook the gun in his hand: "Go and open the safe and take out all the money."

The naked woman, who was pointed at gunpoint, turned to look at the bald white man.

After the man said the password, the woman with a large swastika tattoo on her chest quickly stood up and walked to the side. She bent down and quickly twisted the safe.

Ethan looked at her coldly without saying a word.

Whether this woman with an excellent figure would live or die was a matter of her own thoughts.

Stacking the piles of money inside together, the blond woman held them with both hands, turned around awkwardly, and placed one hand under the piles of money.

"puff."

Ethan pulled the trigger cleanly and shot her in the head.

Several people on the sofa trembled with the sound of gunshots, and the blond woman also fell down. An M9 pistol and several wads of cash fell. (End of chapter)