My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Help!"

"Call the fire truck."

The surrounding citizens who saw this scene screamed in horror.

This was no longer an ordinary bomb threat, it was a terrorist attack. It was rush hour, and when the bus passed by just now, there were at least a dozen people sitting on it.

Most of these people were blown to pieces alive, as evidenced by the stumps on the ground.

Someone took out the phone with trembling fingers and dialed for help.

Some people wanted to rush forward to find survivors, but were forced back by the flames and smoke.

Ethan's attention was under the pile of leaves.

He stood up and shook the broken glass on his clothes, and then pulled out some debris stuck in his shoulders and arms. After confirming that there were no major problems with his body, he crossed over the stump and walked over.

"Ding ding, ethan, listen to the phone!"

That voice was still ringing relentlessly.

Ignoring the cries and calls for help around him, he picked up a branch and gently pushed aside the small pile of leaves.

Use gentle pressure on your feet and be ready to run away at any moment.

A few seconds passed, and the leaves were pushed aside. There were no bombs, just a mobile phone with a flashing screen, repeating the same sentence.

"I'll find you."

Ethan picked up the phone and answered it casually: "I will definitely twist your head off alive."

"Please, don't you even say good morning?" Payne's cheerful voice sounded from the other side: "You make me so sad. I thought that after going through this, we would be friends."

Listening to his words, Ethan looked around quickly.

To be able to grasp the timing of the detonation so well, he must be nearby and must be watching her.

"Are you looking for me?"

Sure enough, Payne's voice came from the phone. He said disdainfully: "Stop turning around. I'm holding a telescope. Don't even think you can find me."

"What do you want?"

Ethan gripped the phone tightly and shouted sharply.

"What do I want, what do you want?" Payne's voice also became angry: "I have been planning for two months, two full months of hard work, and you just ruined it."

"Do you think I'll just let it go?"

"I said, I will remember you. Since you like to mess with my affairs, then I will let you participate completely."

The voice on his side paused and said viciously:

"Now, there is another bus with a bomb installed on it. As long as the vehicle speed exceeds fifty miles, the bomb will be officially activated."

"After starting, if the vehicle speed drops below fifty miles."

"Then it will be the same as before, bam!"

Hearing this, Ethan's eyes twitched and he held the phone harder.

This guy is really lawless.

"Listen, I'm giving you a chance to get involved now." Payne's triumphant voice sounded: "The bus number is 2525, and it is heading from the city center to the airport. Go ahead and chase that bus."

"Wait a minute." Ethan interrupted, frowning and asked:

"Are you stupid, or am I stupid?"

"What makes you think I would go looking for a bus with a bomb just to accept your threat?"

"Please." Payne replied in surprise:

"Brave Officer Ethan, don't you care about the lives of those in the car?"

"Haha." Ethan looked at the messy explosion scene with broken limbs everywhere, and asked expressionlessly: "What makes you think I need to care?"

The most important thing now is to find Payne.

Instead, put yourself in danger.

"Hahaha."

Hearing Ethan's words, the other end of the phone laughed maniacally: "You are so hard-hearted, I like you, I really like you. If I had your character back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this now. "

"Fortunately, I have second-hand preparations."

Payne said excitedly: "Let's start the second bet. I bet that you will get on that bus, and I will definitely win."

"Boom."

The phone vibrated and a photo was sent from the other side.

Ethan switched the screen and clicked on the photo. In it, Pratt was leaning against the window of a bus, his eyes closed.

"see it?"

Payne's arrogant voice sounded from the speaker of the mobile phone: "Last time you could let your friends die with me, but this time can you let your friends die with a bunch of strangers?"

"There's no way I'm going to board a vehicle that's going to kill me." Ethan closed his eyes and opened them suddenly:

"I will take revenge on Pratt. No matter where you hide in the world, I will definitely find you."

"Who told you that you were going to die? If I really wanted to blow you up directly, why didn't I detonate it when the vehicle passed by you?" Payne did not expect Ethan to be so decisive and said quickly:

"As long as you don't try to save people from getting off the bus, I won't take the initiative to detonate the bomb."

"I only want money, three million, and put it in the place I designated before eleven o'clock."

"Don't worry, look at how lively you are. You really didn't come after me last time. You are a person who keeps his promises, and so am I. As long as I get the money, I will cancel the detonation program."

Ethan gritted his teeth and strode towards the Cadillac.

What happened before us was so tragic that even if one or two people were lucky enough to survive, the rest of their lives would be ruined.

It was impossible for him to really watch Pratt and a bunch of civilians running towards death. Eileen was right. If you don't give it a try when you have the chance, it will be difficult for you to pass this level in the future.

Everything he did just now was to test Payne's bottom line.

"remember."

Seeing Ethan start to move, Payne breathed a sigh of relief, and his voice continued to ring on the phone:

"You have to take this phone with you."

"If I find you trying to contact the bus company through other means, I will send your friend to heaven immediately."

“You don’t contact the person you’re supposed to contact until you’re on the bus.”

"Why a bus?" Ethan closed the door forcefully, put the picked up mobile phone on the tea rack, and started the vehicle angrily: "Why do you want to blow up so many people? You just want money, why do you do this?"

"If I don't do this, no one will take my words seriously."

Payne was even angrier than Ethan. He roared: "I have complained for several months, but no one listened to a word I said. No one in the entire Chicago Police Department listened to a word I said."

"Now, I'm going to let you know that I mean it."

"I want the entire Chicago Police Department to dance to the sound of my voice, and no one can ignore a word I say anymore."

Damn, Ethan pushed down the accelerator.

Payne's paranoid attitude has increased again, and there is no way to communicate with him at this time.

We can only cooperate with him to continue playing this game, find the bomb bus first, and stabilize the situation.