My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

As soon as he saw the inquisitor appear, Ethan quickly crouched down.

Bricks, shrubs, flowers.

They were all torn apart by exploding bullets, making loud bangs.

Countless debris and ropes fell on him.

The fierce firepower was simply too much to withstand. Ethan finally realized what it felt like to be hit by a big pineapple. He bent down and quickly moved to the side along the low wall to avoid this wave first.

"dash forward."

The judge shouted while firing: "I want him to die, he must die."

"Grenade, blow him up."

"Jump down and strangle him to death."

Anger had gone to his head, and his speech became incoherent.

The three people behind quickly rushed forward.

Among them, the short-haired man was the most active. He quickly passed by the swimming pool, stepped on the edge of the flower bed, and pointed his gun downward.

"Uh-huh."

A big hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed the barrel of the gun and pulled hard.

This force brought the short-haired man over.

He stumbled forward and fell to the ground hard. He was dizzy for a moment, and all he could see was his glaring eyes and a huge fist.

Ethan punched the ground hard.

"puff."

The Adam's apple and trachea were squeezed into a ball.

The knuckle of the fist hit the neck bone, cracking it severely.

"Farke!"

Ethan yelled, took his hand back, and shook his fingers quickly.

Even though he was wearing tactical gloves, it was still very hot when he grabbed the barrel of the gun, and when he hit the bone, it made his knuckles sore.

He glared dissatisfied at the short-haired man who was lying on the ground and was twitching. His body shot forward, and while moving rapidly, he pulled out the dagger stuck in his waist.

If there were one, there would be two, and he had already heard the sound of heavy footsteps.

The black shadow fell and the cold light flashed.

The sharp blade swiped hard across the second gunman's neck, and then swung it hard in front.

"Crack."

The entire blade of the blade was fiercely inserted into the third gunman's chest.

"Bang bang bang."

Before the third gunman realized what was going on, there was a dagger in his chest, and he pressed the trigger hard. His vision went dark and he fell to the ground.

The three people who rushed over were all killed in less than three seconds.

"Hiss~~~"

The blood mist sprayed from the second gunman's neck splashed onto Ethan's face.

"Fuck, that's disgusting."

He frowned and reached out his hand, pushing the man over.

Noticing movement in the distance, Ethan turned his gun around and looked over with bloodthirsty eyes. Sandro sneaked out from the side of the tennis court, and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

He twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile at Ethan.

This was the second time the opponent pointed a gun at him, and this time the force was even greater, making him shudder and feeling fear in his heart.

Ethan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person who appeared was Sandro.

The muzzle of the gun was lowered, revealing his white teeth.

Next to the swimming pool, on the verandah.

This terrifying scene completely woke up the judge.

With sweat on his forehead, he pulled the trigger and retreated into the house. At the same time, he roared and ordered the people outside to retreat in order to gain a geographical advantage and continue to resist.

It's just that at this time, there are not many people who can be driven by him.

There were some things that the judge didn't pay attention to. At this time, the most skilled and marksmanly people in the private guard had quietly disappeared.

Sandro, Jonathan, and Matt all rushed over.

There are only about ten people retreating into the main villa now.

Many guards outside the house threw away their guns and ran away, or found a random place to get into. Anyone with a clear eye could see in this situation that the Blanco family was no longer able to survive.

"Yo~"

Jonathan also came out from the foot of the wall, said hello to Ethan, waved and gave a military salute.

The commotion here just now was similar to that in Somalia, which relieved a lot of pressure on him and Sandro. Seeing the blood sprayed on Ethan's face and the evil spirit steaming, it goes without saying that he knew what happened.

"Are there any grenades?"

The bullet flew past his head, and Ethan motioned for Jonathan to lower his head.

Someone was watching. It was difficult for him to take things out of the space. The grenades on his body had been used up just now.

"some."

Jonathan waved his hand and a grenade fell into Ethan's hand.

As everyone outside hid inside the house, the bullets flying out from inside became even more dense. At the same time, the sound of the Inquisitor loudly yelling for people to get grenades was heard.

Hearing this, the three people pulled the latch in unison.

The things in their hands were thrown out in several arcs, spinning and falling upwards.

It's going to explode anyway, so why not explode it yourself first?

"Bang bang bang."

I don’t know who threw the grenade into the swimming pool out of mercy. A column of water rose up and drenched Jonathan next to him.

"Bang~~~"

Taking advantage of the lull in gunfire inside, the three stood up and pulled the triggers at the house at the same time.

In the corridor, the two people hiding behind the pillars were knocked over instantly.

"Ethan, you guys go in."

Catherine's voice sounded: "I'm watching from behind."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone who tried to rush out was shot in the head by her.

"Walk."

Jonathan put his hand on Ethan's shoulder and pushed gently.

The three people quickly moved from the low wall to the side. They walked up the steps quickly, crossed the swimming pool, crossed the corridor, and approached the two-story villa.

"We're in the other direction, approaching."

Matt's voice also came from the headset. Except for Catherine, the group of people all approached the villa and prepared to launch a raid inside.

After taking a few steps, Ethan suddenly stopped.

In a flower bed nearby, several people in cool clothes were hiding, including men and women.

Their bodies were trembling, and they didn't even dare to raise their heads.

Sandro, who was following at the end, spoke a few words in Spanish to these people in a low voice. The group of people trembled but did not move at all.

Seeing that Ethan was motionless, Sandro explained:

"I told these people to stay, don't move, and don't try to run out. The only way to survive is to stay here and wait for the police to come."

"Um."

Ethan nodded, pressed against the wall, and approached the side door.

The light spots inside were like ants on a hot pot, moving around, some staying in place, and some running upstairs.

Through the remaining glass fragments on the door frame, Ethan keenly saw the figure of the Inquisitor flashing. He ran down the stairs with an angry roar coming from his mouth.

I can only understand words like Sophia and Juan.

"He's looking for someone."

Noticing Ethan's expression, Sandro quickly explained: "Whoever it is, he is calling those people to come out and resist together."

Ethan nodded and took off a grenade from Jonathan:

"Well, I like people who are resistant."

He pulled his finger and swung it towards the gap in the glass door. The grenade hit the cabinet and bounced towards the three light spots hiding in the blind spot of the perspective.

"Bang."

The grenade exploded and screams were heard.

After breaking open the glass door, the three people quickly rushed in.

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