My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"no."

Jill stood up and said murderously: "We can't let you go alone, it's too dangerous."

"Yes." Atwater quickly walked over from the corner and gritted his teeth: "There are so many people outside, you need help."

"That's right."

Rusek weighed the heavy Uzi, licked his lips and said, "We can't let you go out alone. We are a team. Let's go out together and kill those people."

"This is an order."

Ethan's face darkened: "Stay here and watch Ted."

"They're all gone, what will he do?"

Ted's current condition is that he has obviously lost the ability to move. If he is left alone in this place, he will be waiting to die.

It's impossible to bring him along, as that would drag everyone to death.

Hearing Ethan's words, Rusek and Atwater looked at each other and put down their guns helplessly. In this situation, someone really needed to stay to take care of the wounded.

Rusek rolled his eyes and looked at Jill quickly. He was about to say something, but his throat rolled.

I saw that Jill was moving quickly and was putting on a bulletproof vest.

The small light blue sling inside her was tightly covered, and she looked like she was only wearing a bulletproof vest, exposing her smooth shoulders and her sexy collarbone.

"Look, I don't have to take your orders."

Gil fastened his bulletproof helmet and said forcefully: "I insist on saving my teammates."

"Three people left here are enough."

As she spoke, her earrings flicked, flashing with light, and the ends of her hair were soaked with sweat.

Jill looked at Ethan firmly with a serious expression.

There is only one entrance and exit in the entire room, the front door, and the walls are also made of masonry. Ted's mobility is limited, but he can still shoot. There are three people guarding it, so nothing will happen here in a short time.

Although I said I didn’t want to be a burden, there was no reason to refuse.

In the eyes of others, rushing out alone is almost like going to die. Even though Rusek and the others know Ethan's strength, they also hold this view. This is also the reason why the two of them objected just now.

Outside the house, gunfire rang out from time to time, and Phillips and the others' ammunition could not last long.

There was no time to hesitate now, he nodded:

"Remember to keep up with my movements later, stay mobile, and don't get too hung up on fighting."

"Um."

The command was taken away just like that. Gil opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but remembering the opponent's fighting power just now, he could only groan.

We are in different departments and there are no superiors or subordinates.

At this time, naturally, whoever has a stronger fist will speak louder.

"How do you get out?"

Rusek's question stunned Jill.

That's right, if others can't come in, you certainly can't get out. There must be a bunch of people guarding the place outside. I'm afraid that as soon as you go out, you'll be beaten like a hornet's nest.

"Huh~"

Ethan blew out the smoke, threw the cigarette butt on the floor, and stamped it out.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a cylindrical thing: "I just picked it up from the corpses of those people. With this, I think it should be fine."

The corner of Jill's mouth twitched, and she realized that it was not a corpse, but a treasure chest.

Forget about picking up the gun, he actually picked up a flash bomb.

With this guy, he can indeed rush out. The corridor outside is dark. Anyone who is flashed and sees the bright light will be instantly destroyed.

"Move the couch."

Ethan had already noticed that the light spots outside were beginning to move, and quickly walked to the light switch inside the house.

"no problem."

Rusek and Atwater mustered up their courage, braved a cold sweat and stepped forward, quickly moving the sofa away.

Don't be nervous. If people outside want to consume their ammunition now and attack the door, bullets will most likely hit them.

Fortunately, this didn't happen.

The door was already riddled with holes, including several fist-sized holes.

Nodding to the few people behind him, Ethan waved his hand to turn off the lights when they were all ready.

"clatter."

The room was dark.

The sudden change in light inside attracted the attention of people outside.

Through the radar, six light spots can be seen slowly approaching, and those people should be watching with concentration.

Ethan chuckled and hooked his fingers around the tab.

"Boom, bang bang."

A dark thing flew out from the door.

The flash bomb hit the ground and made several muffled noises, which startled the people outside and kept pulling the trigger at the door.

"Bang."

A loud bang echoed throughout the building.

Along with the violent noise, there was a burst of bright light, illuminating most of the fourth floor like daylight.

This movement frightened everyone in the whole building.

The gunshots that had been ringing just now suddenly stopped.

"ah!!!"

Several screams sounded one after another.

The eyes of the people who were staring at the door just now felt as if they had been punched hard. Tears kept oozing out. They couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and west, and they were dizzy.

"Boom."

The refrigerator was knocked away by Ethan.

The lights in the room were also turned on, Jill opened the door, and the two people quickly rushed out.

"Bang bang bang."

I just rushed outside and looked at the lambs waiting to be slaughtered. They were not polite at all, especially Gil. He gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger. The AR15 in his hand sprayed bullets and killed all of them.

"Calm down."

Ethan lowered his AK47 and bumped her shoulder: "Don't waste bullets."

The light flickered out and it quickly became dark outside.

He flew forward, grabbed the MP5 on someone's body, and threw it behind him. Gil caught the flying submachine gun, and Ethan picked up another pistol before running up the stairs.

When you pretend to be real, the real thing is also fake. When it's time to pick something up, you must not be polite and do a full show.

Gil hung the MP5 on his body, swung his legs, and quickly followed.

This explosion seemed to arouse all the hostility of the thugs inside. The gunshots on the fifth floor became more violent and were accompanied by angry curses.

The light spots downstairs also began to move, and the sound of footsteps running on the stairs was endless.

"Farke, isn't it just over two million?"

As Ethan flew upwards, he cursed in a low voice: "Why don't you fight so hard?"

In fact, he just casually said that when many gangsters went out to rob, they would kill people for a few hundred dollars, not to mention that now it is more than two million. Even if it is divided among a group of people, it can help many people achieve the American dream. .

"Speak as if you have more than two million."

Jill muttered while holding the AR15, her short black hair swaying back and forth following her movements.

"Look behind you."

Ethan growled. He rushed up the stairs in three steps and looked towards the end of the corridor.

Figures flashed and gunfire was fierce. (End of chapter)