My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

New York, Harlem.

In such a large area, not all streets will have poor security.

But a place suitable for a ferocious Salvadoran like Hector to hide would definitely be extremely chaotic.

The gunshots that rang out from time to time reminded passers-by where they were.

This time, in these streets.

Even the New York police were unwilling to patrol. The streets were full of gangsters, vagrants, and homeless people. People who came first to buy the happy pills didn’t even dare to turn off their cars and were ready to escape at any time.

This is pretty good. The deeper you go, the more silent and deserted you are. Even vehicles rarely pass by.

Just on the dark corner of this place were three cars parked.

A group of people crowded into a Saber class and discussed the next action. Ethan put his phone in front of everyone and used two fingers to enlarge the screen:

"There are only two entrances and exits here, one in front and one in back."

"The whole building is in the shape of a back."

"There is a patio in the middle, and there are corridors on all sides. There are densely packed rooms above, and our target is in the left corner of the fifth floor."

"There are no fire stairs outside, so there is no need to worry about him escaping elsewhere."

He looked at everyone and continued:

"There's just one problem. Because the information is urgent, I'm not sure how many people there are on the other side."

Fortunately, Jaber found the blueprint of the building and discovered that there were several cameras installed in the building. Through the surveillance of the cameras, he found where Hector was hiding.

Although Hector sometimes used a rope ladder to escape, the exterior windows of the building were basically sealed.

There is no need to worry that he will repeat his old tricks.

"Don't worry, no matter how many people there are, we will smash them." Zaki just pinched his fingers and looked at Phillips.

While Ethan was speaking, he was also looking at the action team.

Four men and two women, even though they were dispatched temporarily, these people were all in good spirits, and they all had such a powerful aura about them.

The same goes for Zaki.

Those who can enter the FBI are selected from the best.

I don't know my temperament, but my abilities are definitely the best.

"Listen." Phillips has worked in various departments, and he looked calm when commanding. He waved his arms and said, "Don't underestimate these places. Put on all the bulletproof vests and bulletproof caps for me."

"Where a gangster like Hector can be hidden, there is no doubt that there will be people like him in the building."

He continued in a deep voice: "I don't want to see any accidents."

"Also, this is an extremely dangerous man who killed two of his peers in Chicago."

"Everyone must be vigilant, understand?"

Although he felt very relaxed, he still had to explain clearly what he should say.

"Yes, sir."

"no problem."

The violent crimes unit he leads is also an elite department. The people in it are also experienced in many battles. Although they agree repeatedly, they have a very relaxed attitude.

I have dealt with bigger cases, and I am still afraid of a small fugitive.

Zacky glanced at the three Chicago police officers from the corner of his eyes, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"As for you." Phillips looked at Ethan and the three of them, his eyes wandering: "You two have no law enforcement rights. You are not allowed to take action unless it is a last resort. Do you understand?"

"Understood." Atwater nodded.

"Two?" Rusek looked at the three of him and stretched out three fingers to Phillips.

"Detective Morgan." Phillips ignored his reminder and looked at Ethan: "Do you have a gun?"

With such a good hand, of course he would not let him go.

Ethan did not speak, but directly lifted his coat and showed the Python revolver inside.

"If necessary, you can take action at will." Phillips shrugged and said with a smile: "Hector will let you take you back to Chicago afterwards. You can't do no work at all."

"Don't worry, this is a temporary call."

This guy has extremely serious nasolabial folds when he smiles, like a little old man.

Ethan's middle finger was ready to move, but he pressed the thought.

With so many subordinates here, Phillips still has to save some face.

After hearing the words of their department boss, several FBI elites turned their attention to Ethan. Some were dissatisfied, some were provocative, and some were eager to try.

People who can survive in these places, among other things, are absolutely first-class in their competitiveness.

Ethan put away his cell phone calmly and did not make eye contact with these people at all. It would be best if he didn't have to do anything, catch the person early, and go drink wine with Jabo early.

Since there were two directions, Felix arranged his manpower.

Ethan, Rusek and Atwater were naturally together, and two more people were assigned to them. One was a girl with short black hair, and the other was a black man. He was very strong and looked like an attacking figure.

The black-haired agent with short hair surprised Ethan very much. His name was Jill, and he looked exactly like the character of the same name in the movie Resident Evil 2.

The eldest black man's name is Odd. He has a scar on his cheek and his eyes are moving.

Several people crossed their arms, nodded and shook hands with each other.

"Boss."

Another detective with a resolute face asked: "Should we arrange for another person to come over?"

"That's right."

Zaki also nodded in agreement.

Even though they were just going upstairs, in his opinion, it was a bit risky for two teammates to carry three oil bottles.

"This is an order."

Phillips' face sank: "Pack up your equipment and set off in three minutes."

"receive."

Everyone responded in a low voice and quickly took out their equipment from behind.

That's Sababan. If it were another car, it would be a problem to turn around with so many people on it.

Ethan handed a bulletproof vest to the front. There was someone left just now, observing the situation outside. He then put a bulletproof vest on himself and also put on a bulletproof helmet.

They have never used this thing before.

The three of them looked at each other at the three letters "FBI" on their chests, all with strange expressions, while Ethan showed a hint of a smile.

I have seen so many warnings from the FBI, but this is the first time I have worn it.

There is nothing to say about the weapons and equipment. They are all general-purpose items. Things like Glock, AR15, MP5, and Remington can be used by the police station for a long time, so they naturally have their advantages.

After law enforcement officers get used to it, they will still use these guys even if they go to other departments.

After Ethan put on their communication equipment, everyone quickly got out of the car.

Gil took the lead, carrying the AR15 and moving quickly behind him, followed closely by the big boss Black Odd, and Ethan and the others also kept up the pace quickly.

The group split up, four at the front door and five at the back door.

Like two black mambas, swimming towards an old apartment building nearby. (End of chapter)