My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The sound from the loudspeaker disappeared, and Ethan gritted his teeth.

Not to the point of blowing up the building.

"Bang."

As soon as the idea came up, there was a loud noise downstairs.

"boom."

A cement board was lifted several stories high and hit the door not far away, breaking a big hole.

The earthquake was so strong that people on the fifth floor could feel it.

Ethan quickly threw Jill down and protected her tightly under him. The next moment, countless cement blocks and dust splashed in all directions, hitting him with crackling sounds.

Crazy, this guy is a psychopath.

With a bang, something hit my head, but luckily it was blocked by a bulletproof helmet.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that the terrifying movement stopped.

Monitoring room.

Looking at the deep pit blown up on the ground on the first floor, the Inquisitor nodded with satisfaction.

He picked up the cigarette case from the table, smoked a cigarette and pressed the switch of the microphone: "Now that I have proven my ability, please give me a wonderful performance."

"That detective who likes to use a machete, I'm warning you."

"If you dare to destroy the camera again, I will leave immediately and detonate the explosives in the building."

He thought for a while, then grinned and said: "By the way, if you can kill Agent Phillips, I can end this game directly, and everyone can survive except him."

He squinted at the surveillance screen and played with the cigarette in his hand.

This time, Phillips was asked to fully experience the feelings he had and the sense of moral condemnation he felt.

"boss."

The hot assistant stepped forward and lit the Zippo lighter in his hand: "Isn't it too wasteful?"

"Won't."

The judge exhaled the smoke deeply and slowly: "I have been here for almost two years, and it's time to change places."

"This big gift was originally prepared for the Anti-Independence Bureau."

"Now let Phillips enjoy it, I will be happier." He turned back to look at the charming assistant: "Notify others, build the high-altitude ropeway, pack up and prepare to leave."

"In an hour, the explosives will be detonated on time."

Hearing the words of the judge, the charming blond woman said in confusion: "If something like this happens, we will definitely leave, but if they really kill your enemies, aren't you going to fulfill your promise?"

The judge's single eye narrowed, and his rough fingers wandered up the smooth thigh, sinking into the hip-covering short skirt.

"What's there to cash in on?"

He stared at the blond woman and said with a sneer: "We are leaving anyway. Isn't it good to leave more than two million to you to buy clothes?"

"Um."

Spring appeared on the blonde woman's face, and she nodded excitedly.

Turn over and dust off the cement fragments on your body.

Listening to the words rang out from the loudspeaker, everyone fell silent. The other party didn't talk nonsense. A direct wave of bombs could force most of the people hiding in the room out.

If you come out and fight, you won't necessarily die.

But if the building collapses, ninety-nine percent of the people will die.

"He shouldn't be able to do such a thing, right?" Jill took Ethan's hand and sat up, gasping and saying, "This is the behavior of a terrorist. Is he so crazy?"

"have."

Phillips said with dull eyes: "The Inquisitor is definitely capable of doing this kind of thing."

"Listen." Ethan leaned against the corner and shouted toward the patio: "Our support will arrive soon. Don't do anything stupid."

"I guarantee on the honor of the FBI that as long as you stay in the room, you will survive."

There were at least fifty or sixty people upstairs and downstairs.

The requirements are not high, just being able to persuade ten people to quit, at least you don’t have to bear so much pressure.

At the same time, he glanced at the camera anxiously. How could this bastard Jiabo not realize that there was something wrong with him? He must have started wandering somewhere.

But I can’t worry about that much now, I’ll just hold on to this for an hour first.

The judge's threat was really very effective.

Within the radar scanning range, nearly 80% of the light spots began to move. Some people went out directly, while others were wandering around in the house, hesitant.

"Farke!"

Ethan cursed secretly and quickly got up to familiarize himself with the place where the gun was hung.

Now he is almost armed to the teeth. There are only two pistols stuck in his waist. When there are many people and there are many people in the crowd, if he is slow to react even for a short while, it may kill someone.

A ray of light came from the front.

A black face appeared in front of him, and a gun barrel quietly protruded from it.

"Bang."

Ethan started with a shot, and the double-barreled shotgun spurted out flames.

The gunshot sounded like a trumpet.

Without justice and evil, everyone has the same purpose, which is to survive.

Throughout the building, gunfire was like fireworks, lighting up in every corner, and those without guns rushed out of the door with knives.

Under the temptation of money and the threat of death, everyone fell into madness.

The crazy bullets made Ethan and the others retreat while fighting, and they started fighting to the death along the circular corridor on the fifth floor. Every time they passed a door, they had to be more alert. When the people inside heard the footsteps, they would ignore them at any time. Shoot without hesitation.

Looking at the killing feast on the computer screen, the inquisitor excitedly pressed his assistant's head and sang the opera passionately.

"Bang bang bang."

Ethan emptied the magazine in his hand and threw the pistol forward.

The handle of the gun hit a Mexican man hard on the head, and then he stepped forward with a flash of cold light, slashed their necks open with a knife, and then flew sideways and kicked an old black man against the wall. .

"Uh-huh."

The machete swung and sank deeply into his body like a meteor.

"Huh~~~"

Ethan breathed heavily and glanced back and forth.

Several corpses were already lying in the corner of this corridor, and his body almost turned red.

"Bang."

Another flying kick kicked open the door next to him.

There was no one in this room, Ethan waved his arms repeatedly, Reese and Jill rushed into the room awkwardly holding Phillips on their backs.

Ethan quickly got in again, closed the door tightly, and turned on the light.

After several minutes of fighting, Phillips was shot in the thigh and nearly died.

Fortunately, Ethan's quick eyesight and quick hands saved him.

One of Reese's arms next to him also hung down weakly, and blood dripped onto the floor.

Not only was he shot in the arm, he was also shot in the chest.

Now, he no longer dared to say anything to make Ethan hide behind him. He was beaten to death just now. Fortunately, Ethan dragged him for more than 20 meters before he managed to escape.

"water."

Jill quickly ran to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of Coke, and threw it to Ethan.