My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In the distance, sirens sounded from time to time.

Bain was not at all vain. She took a deep breath and clicked on her phone to switch to the video file.

With a tap of your finger, the video starts playing.

An extremely tragic video was played on the screen of the mobile phone that was set to silent. Several old black men were laughing wantonly and violently violently attacking the people lying on the ground.

The person who fell to the ground was Bain himself.

"call."

She trembled her lips and breathed out a sigh of relief.

The handsome face is filled with murderous aura.

The guilt of betraying the trust of the policemen was also fading rapidly. She had to avenge this revenge herself.

Only then can you be liberated.

Only then can I get rid of the nightmares that wake me up countless times in the middle of the night.

That's right, Bain recognized the short-cut moustache at a glance as the black turban on the night of the incident.

After she came to her senses, she immediately made up her mind to take revenge herself.

She was well aware of the power of that strange policeman, so she did not communicate with him during the entire process. Instead, she communicated with a female police officer.

What Ethan suggested she do today made Bain realize that as long as she made a normal request, the policewoman would not refuse her, which also allowed her to successfully find out the address of the black woman.

After she came to the door, before she could speak, the other party was extremely shocked and soon fell into deep self-blame.

It turned out that Mustache filmed the violence with his cell phone.

The woman had seen the video and knew what happened to Bain.

Feeling guilty and sympathetic, the black woman sent the video and Mustache's address to Bain, which is why she found this place.

Taking a deep breath, Bain looked coldly at the apartment building in front of him.

Just as he was about to take a step, a sound of barking came.

Although it has been a long time, I have never forgotten that the voice was the dog that I and my husband raised together.

Bain was ecstatic when she heard the familiar barking sound. She immediately followed the direction of the sound and walked to the dark alley next to it.

A few seconds later, a dark shadow followed.

The tall figure paused for a moment, then quickly flashed like a ghost and disappeared into the darkness instantly.

Bain's eyes quickly scanned, avoiding the puddles of sewage.

"Zhizhi~"

A few rats were crawling on the garbage pile. They didn't care at all about the giant animals walking by, and were still gnawing crazily on everything they could find.

These creatures that once disgusted Bain could not slow her down at all.

His eyes were extremely firm.

Go forward in the alley, turn two corners, and go around two apartment buildings.

In the distance, there was a sound of arguing.

It was like the whisper of a devil, giving Bain goosebumps all over his body.

This voice was deeply etched in her mind.

She gritted her teeth and moved forward carefully, then crossed several trash cans and came to an iron fence. She quickly lowered her body and looked through the iron fence not far away.

In the back alley of the apartment building, three old black men stood together.

They were dancing and talking excitedly.

"I'll say it again, the policeman has found me today." Mustache held the dog leash in his hand and drooled: "Let me tell you, luckily I thought quickly and found an excuse."

"But those bastard police officers still sent me over to do the identification process."

"I don't know what happened. That Bichi didn't recognize me."

"But that's just luck." He said with a ferocious black face and an excited expression: "Those police officers were very powerful today. I feel that we are no longer safe and must leave for a while."

"Please, she can't even recognize you, what are you afraid of?"

Another flowered scarf plucked the leaves in his hand and waved indifferently: "Besides, we have no money now, where can we go?"

"or?"

The bald man next to him chuckled: "Let's find a way to find that woman and kill her."

"It seems like she is rich."

He scratched his bald head and said with endless aftertaste: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, and don't you miss that taste?"

"Hey hey hey."

Weird laughter echoed in the back alley.

Bain's scalp felt numb when she heard this voice. If it wasn't still some distance away, she would have wanted to draw her gun and shoot immediately.

"Seriously."

Mustache tugged on the dog leash in his hand and put away his smile: "You can't touch that woman anymore, or the cop will go crazy."

"Let's go to the North District tomorrow. There are many rich people there."

After saying that, he looked at the bald head again: "By the way, do we keep all those things?"

"Yeah, they're all here."

The bald man pointed to the pile of debris next to him and said with a grin: "I just like to hear the miserable screams of those people under the sticks. How could I be willing to throw them away?"

Bain's eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.

She turned her head and found a large gap in the corner of the iron fence.

Stand up and touch the gap.

Suddenly, the hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and an extremely strange feeling arose spontaneously, as if she was a mouse being stared at by a cat.

The neck rotates slowly, and it seems that you can hear the friction of the neck bones.

Behind the black muzzle was a pair of cold eyes.

Bain's heart almost stopped beating in those few seconds. Even though she had already risked everything, the feeling of being on the verge of death when she was pointed at by a gun still frightened her.

Completely different from last time.

She knew before that the policeman would not and did not dare to shoot her.

But now, looking at the murderous eyes of the other party, Bain held his breath and slowly closed his eyes.

I don’t know how much time passed, but the gunshot didn’t sound.

She quickly opened her eyes, only to see a familiar face, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

"Why is that you?"

Bain swallowed his saliva and asked stammeringly.

The sound was so subtle that only two people could hear it.

"Do you like the feeling just now?" Ethan put down the soft plastic mask again, tilted his head and looked at the woman with short blond hair opposite: "Do I have to do it again before you can understand me?"

Wearing black casual clothes, gloves and mask.

There was a chill in his eyes.

Looking at the man standing in front of him, Bain's thoughts became extremely messy. Why did the man look more like a professional and cold killer?

Compared with him, I feel like playing house.

"Feel sorry."

After being caught, Bain knew he had nothing to say and could only express his apology.

"Everyone from that night was inside."

After hiding it for a long time, she still couldn't hide it. She was extremely unwilling: "You can ask your colleagues to arrest people. I understand what you mean. After this matter is over, I will not do this again."

"Besides, don't worry."

There was sadness in her eyes: "I have already planned to change my life in a different place soon."

"I will never betray you."

"very good."

Ethan nodded and pointed to her satchel: "Before you change your life, do what you need to do first."

"ah?"

Beneath his hood, Bain's face turned surprised.

Could it be that this guy came here alone? A scary possibility came to her mind.

"Don't you want revenge?"

The eyes on the soft plastic mask were frighteningly bright, and Ethan said calmly: "Don't you just want to kill people?"

"Don't worry, I'm watching."

"You can take your gun out and do what you have to do."

Unexpectedly, Bain looked at Ethan in shock, and her expression became excited in less than a second.

She clenched her cheeks and reached into her satchel.

"clatter."

A drop of rain hit the Glock that had just been taken out.

Water droplets splashed into several petals.