My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Vehicles were speeding and the wind was howling.

As his body shook, he felt the tips of his hair scraping against the road.

The buzzing sound of the police car came near and far away.

Looking around, the wheels are turning rapidly, the scenery on the roadside is flying by, and the nose is filled with an indescribable smell.

After calming down, Ethan turned his neck.

He leaned down through the emergency entrance and exit, just to look for the bomb and see if there was any chance of receiving the bomb into the space.

Despite the risk of exposure, it can be concluded afterwards that Payne was deceiving.

Now everyone knows that he is a psychopath. Even if Payne defends himself, others will think that he is completely crazy.

Soon, a little red light attracted Ethan's attention.

The red light is not far away.

About three meters behind the left front wheel, a large bundle of cylindrical explosives was installed next to the fuel tank.

There is also a small LED display on it, and the time is counting down.

Next to the display screen, there is an old Nokia mobile phone strapped to it.

The screen of the mobile phone is now gray-white, but a death-inducing ringtone will ring at any time.

Wires of various colors are piled up in a messy manner.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Ethan gritted his teeth. Although he could barely reach the position, the entire bomb was tightly fixed on the bottom beam with seven or eight cable ties, and it looked very complicated.

This completely eliminates the idea of ​​taking the bomb back into space.

When collecting objects, they cannot be connected to other large objects except for yourself. Siobhan had previously locked them to the bed with handcuffs. It was also for this reason that the handcuffs could not be collected alone.

The bomb was tied so tightly that there was no way I could remove it in a short time and throw it into space.

After giving it a hateful look, Ethan turned around and sat down with strength on his hands.

"bump."

The emergency exit was closed, and the howling wind stopped.

Facing the eyes of the passengers, Ethan twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head helplessly.

This reaction confirmed that there was a bomb underneath.

"I bought it."

Some people with poor mental endurance covered their chests and sobbed softly.

"We're all going to die."

The woman who had been chanting these words just now, her voice was even louder. Her eyes were dull and she was looking out the window. The person in the police car next to her was looking at her with an expression of pity.

Ethan stood up holding the armrest, wanting to say something.

"I won't die."

The middle-aged woman followed Ethan's movements and stood together.

There was extreme panic in her eyes, and her words were like a roar: "I will never die."

The woman opened the window and stepped on the seat.

"No no no."

Ethan's face changed in shock and he rushed over quickly: "Don't do anything stupid."

Fingertips waved, only catching a ball of air.

The red skirt was flying in the air, and when it fell to the ground, it blew out a few clusters of bright red.

The hands and feet were broken at weird angles.

"Bang."

The police car behind couldn't get out of the way and crashed into it.

The police officer inside panicked and turned the steering wheel crazily. Affected by this, the vehicle lost control and flipped up out of nowhere. The vehicle rolled on the ground with a rumble and hit another patrol car hard.

The two cars were like rolling bowling balls, knocking a big hole out of the wall on the side of the road with a bang.

Masonry exploded and glass flew everywhere.

The last scene shows two patrol cars flipping into a clothing store.

That tragic scene was quickly thrown away by the bus.

"Shet."

Ethan closed the car window tightly. He looked at the car full of passengers and shouted loudly: "The current speed is more than fifty miles. Those who don't care about their lives can continue to jump down. I will not do anything to stop them."

"But remember to avoid the police cars and don't hurt others again."

All the passengers above saw the consequences of jumping out of the car. Even if they were not hit by the car, they would still be dead.

And that way of death would be worse than being blown up by a bomb.

Anyone who had the same idea as that woman would immediately give up the idea of ​​jumping out of the car.

Ethan took out his pistol, suppressed the depression in his heart, and threw away the empty bullet casing. He took out the bullets and stuffed them into the bullet chamber one by one. The people in the whole carriage just looked at him quietly. Steady movements.

Close the magazine and insert the gun back into the holster.

After some adjustments, he calmed down and was about to ask about Jiabo's tracking situation when something unexpected happened again.

"Wake up."

Platt shook the driver's head vigorously, snapped, and slapped him hard across the face.

The driver barely opened his eyes, but his body kept twitching.

"He needs to go to the hospital."

Platt raised his head and said nervously to Ethan: "Hurry, he won't last long in this situation."

Although he really wanted to ask if there was a doctor on the bus, Ethan knew that people with that kind of income would most likely not take the bus.

He pursed his lips and quickly took out the mobile phone Pain gave him.

"The show just now was indeed wonderful." Payne laughed loudly and asked playfully: "Chief Morgan, call me if you have anything to do. I think you still remember the rules of the game, right?"

"Don't worry, the police are raising money."

Ethan squeezed the phone hard and gritted his teeth and said, "But I think you should know the rules very well. You have to make some concessions."

"The driver was injured and he needs to go to hospital."

"I know, I know." Payne said nonchalantly: "You can ask the driver to get out of the car. If there are others, I believe you must know the consequences."

"Don't worry, I understand." Ethan made a request and then gave him reassurance:

"The money should be ready soon."

"Tell me where you want to hand over, or I'll give your phone number to someone else and let the negotiator communicate with you."

"Faque, expert negotiator." Payne became excited:

"I don't believe those guys. They are always talking and delaying. They just want to fool people and never say anything right."

"How about this."

He paused for a moment and said angrily: "You get off the bus with the driver. You are responsible for getting the money. I will give you an address."

"are you sure?"

Ethan sneered and said: "You won't be afraid that I will find you and kill you."

"You can find me first if you have the ability." Payne said angrily: "Now it seems that you are more trustworthy. Go get me money quickly. In half an hour, you will wait for me at the intersection to the left of Trump Tower. .”

"No one can follow you. You guys can't make any small moves."

"Remember, there are more than a dozen people in the car, including your friend Pratt. Their lives are in my hands."

"When the time comes, I'll tell you what to do."

Toot toot.

After hanging up the phone, Ethan looked at his phone and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Are you leaving?"

Annie grabbed the steering wheel nervously and looked over pitifully.

Facing everyone's gaze, Ethan put his phone back into his pocket and said in a deep voice: "The driver needs to go to the hospital, otherwise he will die, and I am going to solve this matter."

"Don't worry, this is my friend, Sheriff Platt."

"She will be with you, and she will get through this difficulty with you. Don't worry, you will be fine. Just follow the police car in front of you."

"Come on." The Mexican worker stepped forward and extended his palm to him:

"Our lives are all in your hands."

"You dared to risk your life just now to get in the car. It can be seen that you are a good policeman."

"We will pray, for you and for ourselves."

"Thank you." Ethan nodded and shook hands with him heavily: "Don't worry, I will try my best."

He took out his mobile phone and communicated with Hank again.

Not long after, Rusek controlled the steering wheel and drove up quickly from behind in a van. Antonio and Irene were waiting inside the van. They took out a white cloth and pulled it open hard.

"Don't worry, I will definitely solve it."

Taking over the driver with an afro with white lips, Ethan nodded to Pratt.

"OK."

Pratt pursed his lips and said into Ethan's pocket: "Penn, I don't know why you chose me, but I have no objection."

"I just hope that after you get the money, you can keep your promise."

The phone in my pocket didn't ring.

It seems that Payne doesn't bother to explain the answer to this question.

Ethan could guess why Pilates became the target. Payne just wanted to force him to get in the car, play with himself, and relieve the resentment in his heart.

Payne had the most contact with Pratt, so he was naturally his first choice.

As for his other friends, Ethan really didn't expect him to be able to do such a thing. As a civilian, Pratt was the best choice.

However, there is no need to say this kind of speculation.

"careful."

Rusek shouted and slowly turned the steering wheel.

The van approached slowly under his driving, and the front door of the bus opened immediately at Ethan's signal.

At this time, the van gave Ethan a much stronger sense of security than a sports car. At least it had a cabin, so he wouldn't be so helpless, and it didn't look so scary.

"That's it."

Seeing that the front and rear distances of the two car doors overlapped, Ethan shouted.

In front, everyone was controlled by patrol officers.

Don't worry about a car appearing out of nowhere like just now and scratching you.

Hearing Ethan's voice, Rusek steadily controlled the speed of the car.

"Uh-huh."

The driver with the afro flew into the air, and with the efforts of Horsted and Irene, he was firmly caught by the white cloth.

Ethan jumped forward easily and landed in the van.

He immediately grabbed the armrest and turned around to look at the bus next to him.

As Rusek slowed down, the bus gradually moved away. Most of the people on the bus were lying on the windows, looking at him with various complicated emotions.

"That motherfucker."

Erin put the driver down and was about to speak.

"Well!"

Ethan quickly reached out his hand and covered her mouth.

"Where is the command vehicle?" He tapped his pocket and made a silent gesture: "Where is the money? How are you preparing?"

"The director is right behind."

Erin understood and nodded quickly: "Rusek pulled over and asked the ambulance to follow."

"As for the money, it's already prepared. It's in the director's car. Don't worry, it happened like last time. It was prepared very quickly this time."

Horsted also realized something, and he quickly took out his mobile phone.

"very good."

Ethan nodded, took Horsted's cell phone, and pressed his fingers quickly: "Next, just give me the money, and you continue to follow the bus."

"As soon as the deal is concluded, rescue people immediately."

Looking at the information on the screen, Horsted nodded quickly. At the same time, Rusek slowly pulled over to the side and stopped.

Ethan stepped on the solid ground and took a deep breath. He was away from the threat of the bomb, but his heart did not relax much. The bus in the distance weighed heavily on his heart.

He reached into his pocket and took out the phone that vibrated a few times just now.

"knew."

"I'm outside right now, so I'll rush back right now."

"It takes a while, so try to delay it."

Seeing the text message from Jiabo, Ethan replied OK and put away the phone.

Although Payne said that he could only pay the ransom by himself, he still had to make arrangements. It was impossible to go alone. As long as conditions were met, of course he had to find a way to take the initiative.

Patrol cars roared past one after another, and there was a large area of ​​darkness.

For other people in the city, today is carnival day, and there are far fewer policemen on the streets.

The ambulance quickly pulled away the afro driver, and the command vehicle also stopped.

The helicopter hovered overhead for a while, then landed directly on the expressway. Hank covered his head and jumped out of the plane, running over quickly.

The wind from the rotating wings of the plane shook the clothes of everyone present.

Soon, the police helicopter continued to fly.

Under the control of the pilot, the aircraft continued to chase the bus to help check the safety of the road.

After Halstead spoke to Director Perry for a few words, he pulled Hank aside and quickly explained the situation that Ethan had just typed up, and asked him to make action arrangements.

"Director."

Ethan walked to the command vehicle and said to Perry, "Are you ready with all the money he wants?"

"Ready."

Perry sat in the explosion-proof command vehicle, bent down and patted the two blue travel bags at his feet: "They are all according to Payne's request, from five yuan to one hundred, in various denominations, all old bills."

"Okay, it's important to save people."

Ethan wiped his sweat and grabbed two heavy bags: "I'm leaving first."

"Where are you going?" Director Perry asked, grabbing his bald head.

"can not say."

Ethan shrugged and answered some questions knowingly: "You know, this is his request."

"Tell Payne." Director Perry's cheeks bulged: "I will give him the money. If he dares not to release the people on the bus, I will search the entire United States to find him."

"clear."

Ethan shouted back and looked to the side. Director Perry's assistant was holding a mobile phone.

"The locator is stuck in the money."

These words flashed on the phone screen.

He nodded, carrying his travel bag, and strode towards the white van next to him.