My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"I don't like idiots."

Ethan blew on the gun and looked at the bald man: "But she just wants to be a fool."

"Say it."

He raised the Glock again and pointed it at the bald white man:

"Where is my damn money?"

"Isn't it just on the ground?" The bald man swallowed and glanced at the money that just fell to the ground.

"Wrong answer."

Ethan shook his head and moved the gun.

"puff."

"Ah!!!" The bald man screamed, and his other intact arm dropped.

The swastika on his forehead became distorted, and his head hit the sofa hard.

After a few seconds, the energy subsided.

He gasped for air and looked at Ethan coldly, realizing that the other person was not the kind of person who would grind and chirp.

"Where the hell is my fucking money?" Ethan repeated what he just said, and continued to move the muzzle of the gun, aiming it at his crotch: "Don't try to delay time, you only have two choices."

"First, tell me and I'll give you a treat."

"Second, I will make you very unhappy. In the end, you will still be unable to bear the torture and tell me the answer."

"Fakeyu." The bald man was no longer afraid, but became angry. He yelled: "You are a disgrace to the white people, and you actually work for those dirty aborigines."

"Their money is all ours."

"And their scalps, they all belong to us."

"Really?" After hearing these words, Nora put the pistol back into the holster and said in a low voice, "Why don't I think so?"

She held her waist and slowly pulled out a dagger from the leather sheath.

The cold light flashed, making the blade look extremely sharp. She wiped the dagger back and forth on her sleeve with cold eyes: "I'm sorry to tell you that your scalp no longer belongs to you."

"What do you want to do?"

The bald man looked at Nora in horror. He stood up suddenly and wanted to run away regardless.

But his arms have been disabled, and all he has done is useless.

Nora easily put him down, pressed her knees hard on his neck, and swung the dagger in her hand, making a stabbing sound.

"ah!!!"

"Stop, stop!"

Waves of scalp-numbing screams penetrated the outer walls of the house and spread into the distance.

This situation must have attracted the attention of the nearby neighbors, and other white supremacists must be coming. Although doing so would delay time, Ethan pursed his lips and let Nora do what he did.

If he were an aborigine, he would make the same choice as Nora.

The sound of water dripping caught his attention.

The remaining two people were frightened by Nora's crazy behavior, and light yellow urine dripped along the sofa cushions and onto the floor.

"bring it on."

The corner of his mouth twitched and he asked the two trembling people: "Would any of you want to tell me where my money is?"

"Uh-huh."

The two of them nodded quickly in unison.

With his arms raised high, he bent one finger and poked at the cabinet next to him.

If we had cooperated like this earlier, it would have been over.

Ethan walked to the side and opened the cabinet, and there were five cloth bags stuffed inside. The seals were still tight, and these people hadn't had time to open them.

They all had handles on them, so he grabbed them and took the cloth bag out.

On the other side, Nora successfully cut off the scalp.

She waved her hand casually and threw it onto the table. Then she wiped the dagger in her hand hard, and the sound of water mist sounded.

"While you can still hear me."

Nora leaned close to his ear and said in a deep voice: "After you die, my ancestors will also cut off the scalp of your soul."

The dagger wiped the man's back, and Nora put the knife back into its sheath with satisfaction.

Seeing that Ethan had found the money, she whipped out her pistol and pointed it at the remaining man: "Who provided you with the escort route?"

The man swallowed and quickly gave the answer.

"Thank you." Nora nodded, her finger instantly pulled the trigger, and fired wildly at him.

"Bang bang bang."

He didn't stop until the bullets in the magazine were empty.

"Tell Watts or the person behind him."

Nora turned the gun and pointed it at the woman who was stunned on the spot: "This is a warning from the Chino tribe. If you dare to reach out to us again, you will definitely die more people next time."

The incontinent woman was covered in blood and completely stunned.

She nodded unconsciously, trembling all over.

The corners of Ethan's mouth turned up, if Nola's brother had been as cruel as her, he would not have been killed.

He also picked up all the fifty thousand dollars that had just fallen on the ground and put them into his clothes. This was hard-earned money.

It's not much, but it's better than nothing.

The incontinent woman was left alone, and the remaining light spot upstairs did not even dare to move, so she left it alone.

Taking the money bag, the two of them walked outside the house together.

But they did not relax their vigilance. Who knew whether there would be accomplices of these guys in this kind of ghost place, especially after a shooting incident. The surrounding neighbors had turned off all the lights, and even the barking of dogs that had just sounded from time to time could not be heard. stop.

The two quickly ran back to the parking place. Ethan threw a few cloth bags to Nora and started the vehicle himself.

At this time, dense beams of light shot from a distance.

The sound of the car's engine was accompanied by shouts and roars one after another.

"boarding."

Ethan started the vehicle and roared.

"Wait a minute, don't worry." Nora was not in a hurry. She opened her coat and took out the two Uzis hanging under her arms. The next moment, crazy flames lit up in the dark night.

She kept firing the two submachine guns, and bullets flew forward violently.

When the drivers of the first two cars were so frightened that they slammed on the brakes and turned the steering wheel quickly, the pickup truck crashed into a ditch on the side of the road.

Bullets hit a car, leaving bullet holes.

The windshield shattered, the tire burst, and blood splattered.

The cars collided into a pile dozens of meters away from them, and they were trying to avoid the bullets that kept coming. People in the cars behind them stopped one after another and rushed forward with guns in hand.

Nola's movements didn't stop. After she emptied the magazine, she took out something again.

Pull with your left hand and wave with your right hand.

Thick smoke suddenly billowed, blocking the view.

This time she finally swung her long legs and straddled the motorcycle, patting Ethan's shoulder hard: "Go, go, go!"

"Hahaha, finally having fun."

The corners of Ethan's eyes twitched and he quickly sped up.

He had forgotten that the guy hugging him now was also an out-and-out lunatic, and he had often guest-starred as a killer in the past.

After being the chief for so long, Nora was already extremely depressed.

This time, these people provoked her, which was considered a bad luck, allowing her to completely explode all the anger in her heart.

The tires spun, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The motorcycle quickly left this chaotic scene like an arrow.

A group of people behind rushed through the smoke with guns in hand. They only saw the motorcycle taillights disappearing at the end of the road. They were so angry that they fired several shots into the sky. (End of chapter)