My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Even though it was already past two o'clock in the morning, there were still lights on in the apartment building.

In such a place, a considerable number of people stay up during the day and come out at night.

On the radar, there are dense spots of light.

There was no point in watching at this time, so Ethan turned off the radar.

Atwater's skin color seemed to be disguised in the dim light, and only the whites of his eyes were seen moving back and forth.

After playing for a day, I did health care again.

He was already extremely energetic. Even though this operation was just an observer, he had the urge to give it a try.

Rusek was a little nervous and swallowed hard.

Sneaking into a black community in the early hours of the morning and into a highly dangerous place made his nerves tense.

"Detective Morgan, right?"

Agent Gill in front turned around and said softly: "What Zaki said just now is not what he meant. I hope you don't take it to heart."

She turned her head and looked very sharp.

The high nose bridge and shiny earrings on the earlobes give people a vigorous and resolute look.

"Of course not, this matter is troublesome for you." Even if Ethan had an opinion, he wouldn't say it out loud. Besides, others are here to help after all, and a few words won't kill anyone.

But what Phillips said just now made the performance of the first two people very interesting.

Vaguely, it occupies the best route of travel.

They blocked themselves and the people behind them tightly, and they had a sweeping momentum.

We'll do the work, just wait and take the person away.

Ethan could feel what they were thinking in their hearts and smiled and shook his head. It would be best if he didn't even have to touch the gun and feel relaxed.

Soon, a group of people came to the back door.

The slight but dense footsteps scared the mice in the trash can nearby and fled quickly, making a squeaking sound.

Otherwise, there was silence.

At this time, if an old black man suddenly pops up and sees several armed people, he will be frightened.

"Uh-huh."

Gil raised one arm, and all the movements of the people following him stopped.

"Boss."

She pressed the microphone and said softly: "Team B is already in place."

The night wind blew and picked up a few garbage bags.

Everyone leaned against the wall, breathing heavily, waiting for the people in front to arrive.

"Team A is in position."

Before long, Phillips' voice sounded: "Let's take action."

Ethan also put on their communication equipment and could hear the words they communicated with each other. When he heard the action instructions, he immediately pulled out his Python revolver and patted Rusek, prompting him and Atwater to follow.

Led by Jill, the five people dived into the dark back door passage.

To Ethan, it felt like this place was a bit like a walled city.

There were messy wires everywhere, patches of sewage on the ground, and the entire apartment building exuded a musty smell.

Unlike outside, there was some noise inside.

The sounds of men and women having fun, as well as the sound of television and music, could be heard faintly.

After walking in, I found that the light in the entire building was extremely dim. The so-called patio was blocked by something, and the night sky was vaguely visible.

Fortunately, the dim light bulbs on the corridor can still provide some lighting.

"呲~"

Gil pursed his lips and made a sound, waving his hand and pointing diagonally forward.

There was the stairway in front of them. The group of people quickly walked over and walked up the stairs. When they reached the second floor, they saw a dark shadow flashing diagonally opposite. Phillips and the others were over there.

The two groups made eye contact and continued walking upward.

This damn place is very awkwardly designed.

After going up one floor, you have to walk along the corridor for a while, and after passing through two or three rooms, this is the next upward staircase.

And next to the stairs, there is a circular passage leading to many residences inside.

"Click."

The door was opened, and the light inside the room shone on the corridor.

A thin black girl twisted her body and came out, cursing at the people inside: "Remember, eighty dollars, I always pay this price, don't bargain."

"The green pools on the street outside cost only twenty dollars. Why don't you go try them out?"

"bump."

Close the door and turn around.

The black girl's body suddenly froze, and her eyes showed fear.

"Well!"

Her mouth was instantly covered, she let out a few muffled groans, and opened her mouth to bite.

A burst of coldness completely calmed her brain down.

"FBI."

Ethan skillfully borrowed the vest and said in a deep voice: "Don't scream, I'm not here for you, do you understand?"

"Um."

The black girl groaned and nodded quickly.

Only then did Ethan remove the muzzle of the gun from her head, and everyone behind him breathed a sigh of relief.

Before they found the target, they definitely didn't want to alert everyone in the whole building. With Hector's vigilance, he might miss it this time with a scream.

"Please cooperate, thank you."

Ethan put his hand on his mouth and pulled it like a zipper.

Everyone can understand this action.

After seeing that she understood what he meant, Ethan released his palm.

This pretty black girl was also very cooperative. She shrugged and didn't say anything. It was their philosophy of survival that things should be of no concern to them.

Gil and Odd looked at each other, feeling a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, Ethan's movements were so agile just now.

If this black girl was really frightened and screamed, she would definitely be in trouble, if nothing else.

Very few people living in a place like this have clean butts.

The episode ended quickly, including Phillips, who was watching all this from diagonally across the street. He also relaxed and continued to move upward.

Just after taking a few steps, Jill stopped again.

The black girl has been following them.

Not near, not far, just hanging like this.

"I live on the fourth floor."

Seeing that they were all looking at her, the black girl felt frightened. After she stammered an explanation, she simply stood still.

"you go first."

Ethan waved his hand and signaled her to leave.

The black girl nodded and ran up quickly.

She knew that these people would not do anything to her. After the initial fright, her nervousness had eased, and she understood that in the eyes of these people, her life was worthless.

"Aren't you afraid that she will report the news?"

Odd asked in a muffled voice when he heard the footsteps fading away.

"Then first she needs to know who we are looking for." Ethan shrugged his shoulders and said nonchalantly.

I don't understand how he asked such an idiot question.

Odd's face froze and he scratched his head.

"Let's go."

Gil also laughed angrily at his companion, gritted his teeth, and walked quickly upstairs.

"Buzz~~~"

After such a short delay, Phillips and the others had already stepped onto the fifth floor, while Ethan and the others had just stepped onto the fourth floor. When they passed through the corridor, a harsh buzzing sound sounded.

This sudden movement caused everyone to stop instantly.

"What a surprise."

A sound mixed with electrical noise rang out, echoing throughout the building: "I didn't expect that we would have guests at our residence No. 18 tonight."

"Squat down."

Ethan reacted instantly, bent his knees and hid behind the cement railing in the corridor.

Others also quickly followed his movements. Although they were confused, they were sure to find a bunker at this time.

Phillips looked confused when he heard the sound.

He thought of something again, and his eyes suddenly turned frightened.

"My friend." The person on the loudspeaker said sarcastically: "This is my old friend, the old friend who killed my family."

"Dear Special Agent Phillips."

The thunderous voice continued: "It's really an accident that I met you at my place."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The man's voice was full of excitement: "Now that you're here, don't leave!"

"To all tenants of Residence No. 18, it's party time." His voice became louder: "There are nine rats in the building, FBI rats."

"Pick up your machetes, pick up your firearms."

"One head, three hundred thousand dollars, and the bald guy's reward is one million dollars!"

"I am the Inquisitor, and you know my credibility."

The voice of the man who claimed to be the judge was like thunder, and he said very firmly: "As long as there is a head, the cash will be available immediately, and there will be absolutely no arrears. This is my promise."

"Come on, get your hands dirty."

"These rats are on the fourth and fifth floors. Go ahead and clean up this building for me."

The sound stopped suddenly, and the lights in the entire building disappeared instantly. The building became dim, with only the black network on the roof barely providing some light source.

A drop of cold sweat broke out on Rusek's forehead.

His identity as an observer was thrown out of his mind. Glock instantly pulled out and took a deep breath.

Unexpectedly, his head was worth three hundred thousand dollars a day.

"Boss, Boss!"

Jill pressed the microphone and shouted a few words anxiously, but there was no response in the headset.

"Shh, stop screaming." Ethan stopped her movement and showed his mobile phone: "Maybe the people inside have turned on the signal jammer, and there is no signal on the phone now."

When he saw that the phone signal was zero, Gil tightened his grip on the AR15 in his hand.

"Farke!"

Ethan cursed in a low voice, also with a depressed look on his face. How could an enemy of Phillips suddenly appear? It seems that he is still determined to fight to the death.

That's right, it just won't stop until death.

In this slum-like place, a bounty of 3.4 million was released all at once. What a temptation it was.

No joke, 80% of the people living in this place may not earn more than 300,000 US dollars in their lifetime. It is estimated that most of the people here are working on the streets. They are slutty today, but they may be dead on the streets tomorrow. .

The name of the FBI doesn't scare these guys.

Besides, if a person has a head of 300,000 yuan and a professional killer is invited to appear, it is only these prices.

Ethan turned on the radar and swallowed.

Up, down, left, and right, most of the densely packed light spots in all directions began to surge, making people feel frightened just looking at them.

"Go quickly."

Jill shouted and wanted to leave.

When you are in a dangerous situation, your first reaction is to run away, and this is true.

But that opportunity had been lost. Ethan had already seen the light spots not only from above, but also from the floors below, and many of them had already walked out of the room.

Inside the zigzag building, the light of opening the door flashed from time to time.

It's okay to leave alone at this time, but if there are four people next to you, you will definitely knock down some of them.

If you come out with Rusek, Atwater and the others, you can't go back with the body.

My first reaction now is to save my life.

Jiabo is outside. He knows what he is doing. If he suddenly can't contact anyone, he will definitely find a way to take action.

Thinking of this, Ethan held down Jill's shoulders.

"late."

Shaking his head at her, Ethan stretched out his finger, pointed up and down, and made a silent gesture at the same time.

The sound of messy footsteps sounded quietly.

The entire building was as oppressive as a volcano about to explode.

On the other side, even though Phillips had no radar, he knew that the situation was not good.

His position was already exposed, so he didn't dare to shout to the other side.

He patted Zaki on the shoulder and prepared to return to the stairs and move to where the other people were. Now as long as they gathered together, nine people in total, and grabbed a room, he didn't believe what the other party could do to him.

Zaki, however, remained motionless, clenching the Remington shotgun in his hand and pointing it firmly at the door next to him.

The ball lock above is slowly rotating.

He didn't need to guess, he knew there was someone inside who was ready to take a piece of the pie.

In all his life, Zaki had never seen anyone dare to take action against the FBI. He angrily moved the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the position next to the door lock and pulled the trigger hard.

"don't want."

Phillips looked horrified and growled.

But it was too late, the trigger was pulled, and the shotgun ejected from the muzzle, hitting the door with a ball of fire.

"Bang!"

The shotgun blast broke a hole in the wooden door and killed the people inside instantly.

The firelight illuminated Phillips' face. From the corner of his eye, he saw several black figures standing on the corridor on the sixth floor. The firelight lengthened the shadows of the firearms.

"Farke."

He yelled: "Get down."

At this time, he only had time to knock down the two people in front of him.

"Bah bang bang."

"Bang bang bang."

Zaki's gunfire exposed his position. A dozen guns on the sixth and seventh floors were fired at the place where the fireworks went out, and they frantically pulled the triggers.

Countless bullets came from above like a violent storm.

The strobe flames flashed the patio of the building like a nightclub. Even though Zaki was wearing a bulletproof vest and a bulletproof helmet, it had no effect. Countless bloody flowers exploded from his body.

His body felt like an electric shock, trembling crazily with the sound of gunshots.

The cement baffle was also blasted by bullets, leaving dozens of bullet holes and debris splashing everywhere.

"Zaki!"

Seeing the scene happening in front of him, the eyes of the resolute-faced detective who was pinned down by Phillips were filled with tears. He turned over violently to the side, pointing the AR15 in his hand at the place where the gunfire was shining upstairs. Crazy shooting. (End of chapter)