My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

First make a fortune, then deliver goods to your doorstep.

This can be described as a double happiness.

What happened this morning made Ethan smile from ear to ear, whether Max was dizzy from inhaling or for some other reason.

Now that you're here, don't leave.

At the signal from his eyes, everyone in the intelligence team returned upstairs.

What happened next was predictable.

Some people who don't want to get involved can go upstairs and stay out of sight.

Unexpectedly, Erin and Atwater followed them without saying a word, with such fierceness in their eyes.

"correct."

Although Marx's legs were a little weak, he still grinned and asked: "Until you catch Gregory, I need witness protection."

"Also, you have to help me plead with the prosecutor."

"This is necessary, otherwise, I won't say a word."

"At the end of the day, I'm going to have paperwork to prove it, you know, out of an abundance of caution."

"Don't worry." Ethan patted his back:

"I understand everything."

He opened the garage door, walked down the small steps, and pushed hard with his palm. Under the surge of huge force, Max staggered forward and rolled into a gourd that fell to the ground.

"Don't hit your head."

Ethan took out his cigarette, sat down at the table next to him, and patted the old phone book: "Use this, just don't show any obvious injuries."

"Click."

The flames ignited the tobacco, and white mist rose.

He just shook his legs and watched Erin and Atwater rushing towards Max with the phone book in hand.

The next moment, fists fell like raindrops.

"don't want."

"What do you want, you bastards?"

Screams rang out, and Max crawled on the ground using his hands and feet, trying to escape desperately, but Atwater grabbed his ankle and pulled him back, and punched him twice.

Antonio's words last night woke him up.

Hank is his leader. Even if he wants to question, it's not his turn.

So out of guilt, he decided to make his hands black as a way of expressing some apology for what he said last night.

As for Erin, she's like a tigress.

Hank was beaten, but it hurt in her heart, and it was Justin's unborn child who was threatened.

She kicked and kicked her without any mercy.

On the other side, Ethan, Hank, and Olinsky just watched indifferently, listening to Max's screams.

A burst of smoke floated over, making Ethan frown and look to the side.

Orlinsky also had a cigarette in his mouth.

The cigarette butt went out, and puffs of smoke spewed out.

The bad things he experienced seemed to have no end, and even got worse, so much so that it directly caused Olinsky to break the habit.

"You'd better not smoke."

Ethan flicked the cigarette ashes and bit the butt: "Smoking is not good for your health. You have quit for so long, so don't waste all the candy you eat."

In the face of this persuasion, Olinsky turned a deaf ear.

As for Hank, he also knew what happened to the old man. This kind of thing is something that no one can advise.

Simply, he said nothing.

Olinsky took a deep breath from his cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt bitterly, and rushed forward with fists clenched.

At this time, he just needed a punching bag.

What a coincidence, Marx came to the door so proactively.

Three people surrounded one person and beat him wildly. This movement caused smoke and dust to rise on the ground, which made Ethan gasp in awe.

"That's it."

During a cigarette, Ethan flicked the cigarette butt away and drank to stop their movements.

Jumping off the table, he and Hank walked over.

Marx was completely confused at this time. Just now he could only protect his head tightly, but now he felt pain like needles everywhere on his body. The feeling was heartbreaking.

Besides Atwater, the other two are veterans.

They know exactly where to hit them without causing serious damage, but still causing excruciating pain.

The fists and kicks finally stopped, and Max lay on the ground like a fish thrown ashore. He could only breathe in small breaths, and did not dare to make any big movements. Whenever he took a big breath, his ribs would sting.

"How about it?"

Squatting next to him, Ethan teased Max's face sarcastically: "What other conditions are there, do you still need to plead?"

"Documentary proof, would you like to get you a copy?"

"No need." Tears slipped quietly from the corners of Marx's eyes: "No need for anything, just put me in jail."

"Whatever you want to ask, just ask."

Well, Ethan nodded.

Some people are just mean-spirited and don’t know what their situation is without a beating.

"What made you come over and surrender?"

Ethan’s first sentence is to satisfy his curiosity.

"I asked my friends about it."

Max glanced at Hank, who was looking at him coldly, and his body trembled: "I just found out who was kidnapped yesterday. I know there is no chance of escaping, so I just surrendered."

"It's better to spend a few years in jail than to be beaten to death by a police officer."

This kid has a pretty smart mind.

At the critical moment, he actually figured it out, and Ethan didn't know whether to praise him for being smart or think he was stupid.

"Gregory?"

Hank's hoarse voice sounded as he walked forward slowly.

"I don't know where he is now. We separated last night." Max swallowed and said quickly: "But we made an agreement."

"At three o'clock this afternoon, Beifeng Island Park."

"When the time comes, someone from Gregory will come to pick him up, and the two of us will take a boat to Canada together."

"I thought about it, but it still doesn't feel right."

Marx sniffed and said in a muffled voice: "So I came over to surrender. Don't worry, I didn't discuss my surrender with Gregory. He will definitely be there when the time comes."

Several people looked at each other, but they didn't expect them to move very quickly.

If this guy didn't surrender, he might actually be able to make them run away. It can only be said that Hank's past deeds scared Max.

In fact, Marx thought very clearly.

Now he has robbed a deputy director. If he wants to come back to Chicago in the future, he must come over and surrender.

The money he robbed was not enough for him to live in Canada for the rest of his life.

Hank made up his mind immediately. He pointed at Max and said in a hoarse voice:

"In the afternoon, you will go to Beifeng Island as planned."

"As long as you catch Gregory, everything will be easy. If you lie to us and fail to catch him, you will bear all the consequences yourself."

Marx deliberately refused. This kind of work was too unsafe.

But facing everyone's eager gazes, he had no choice but to nod with difficulty.

"Bang."

Hank's eyes flashed brightly, and he stretched out his foot like lightning and gave Max a hard slap on his body.

"Farke!"

The latter groaned and bowed like a prawn.