My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Don't act stupid."

Ethan walked over quickly and grabbed the club manager’s clothes.

With his brute force, the other party was dragged in.

At this time, there was no time to struggle here. The gunmen in the club would come at any time, and he would not show any mercy in killing those people.

But now, it is best not to have any accidents, and it is not suitable to shoot and kill.

A group of people quickly rushed into the disguised bathroom.

In the corner, I found a downward passage.

These people didn't expect that such a secret place could be targeted, and there were no guards at all.

The journey was smooth and we reached the basement smoothly.

"I don't understand what you want to do?" The club manager still didn't give up. He hurriedly explained: "Our money is in the safe in the office above. This place is just some drinks."

In the basement, there are shelves one after another.

There were some drinks and miscellaneous items on the shelves, but there was nothing unusual about them.

If there was no news about Alyssa, everyone would just think that they were in the wrong place.

"Shut up."

Ethan slapped him on the head and pulled the club manager forward.

In fact, if you look carefully, you can easily find something fishy inside. There is a layer of dust in other parts of the basement, but there is a passage between two shelves, which looks much cleaner.

It's easy to tell that there are people moving around here a lot.

Go forward some distance and come to a wall, where the messy footprints disappear out of thin air.

In front, is a shelf.

There were many cardboard boxes stacked on the shelves against the wall, which looked very heavy.

Ethan glanced around and raised the corners of his mouth.

Black rollers can be vaguely seen under the shelves, and there are also traces of the wheels rolling frequently on the ground. No matter how clever the idea is, some clues will always be revealed over time.

The most difficult thing to guard against is actually people's own laziness.

"Push away."

He looked to the side and gave an instruction casually.

Antonio lowered his gun and stepped forward quickly. He grabbed the shelf with both hands and tried to use all his strength when the tall shelf moved lightly to the side, revealing the iron door behind it.

"You don't understand."

When the club manager saw how familiar these people were, the sweat on his face became even more rapid: "You are committing suicide. I suggest you run away immediately."

It happened so fast that there was no time to activate the warning.

The light spot inside, everything is as usual.

But the top spread out like ants on a hot pot, turning into a mess of porridge.

"Open the door."

Ethan set up the AK and put the hot muzzle against the club manager's forehead: "No nonsense, do you understand?"

"OK, OK."

The club manager drew back his head and was so frightened that he pulled out the rope hanging around his neck, revealing the key hanging inside.

With trembling fingers, he opened the iron door.

This is the business he is doing, and he has come into contact with many Taoist elements. He knows that there are some people who are unambiguous in their ruthlessness.

This guy holding the gun has such a straightforward flavor.

Once he was burned by the muzzle of the gun, he decisively gave up the struggle.

"Bang bang bang~"

"Get down."

With Ethan's demonstration, several other people became much more proficient. As soon as the door opened, they immediately pulled the trigger, followed by loud roars, and quickly controlled the inside.

In this packaging workshop, there is a large long table in the middle.

There are various measuring instruments on it, and five or six naked women wrapped in white aprons are busy.

They heard the gunfire and fell to the ground in fear.

There were two or three old black men in charge of supervising the work. They all had pistols on their belts, but at this time, no one dared to touch the gun.

"do not move."

Rusek rushed forward and put the shotgun at the old black man's neck: "I said, get down."

These people have a lot of big guys in their hands.

The old black men were very wise and quickly gave up resistance and lay on the ground with their heads in their hands.

At this time, death is in vain.

He took out the pistol from his body and threw it into the far corner.

Rusek grabbed the cable ties in his hands and tied them up skillfully. Not only him, but several people also controlled the overseers and eliminated their threat.

As for the women who are responsible for dressing up, it’s okay if they don’t freak out.

"bump."

Erin closed the iron door and locked it.

"Shet."

The club manager cursed secretly, not knowing what these people wanted to do.

Didn't you ever think about running away?

After the iron door was closed, several people quickly moved away from the door. They didn't know what kind of firepower the other party had. Don't worry about getting hit by stray bullets later.

"Take over."

Seeing that several guards were under control, Ethan pressed the club manager's neck and pushed him in the direction of Antonio.

Under his strength, the club manager stumbled forward.

Antonio took over and suppressed him easily, but this guy got a little extra treatment. Irene quickly rushed forward and took out a button-sized bug from her pocket.

With Antonio's cooperation, she installed a bug in the collar of the club manager's shirt.

Telephone monitoring cannot be guaranteed to be foolproof.

He also needs to install eavesdropping equipment on his body.

Normally this kind of thing would be extremely difficult, but now it's easy. With the two of them pressing each other's backs, it's easy to set up a bug.

While the two were busy, no one else stopped.

After Ethan pushed the club manager away, he quickly walked to a large iron cabinet inside.

Horsted turned around and showed off the tool bag on his back.

Pliers, hammers, and a few big ones are placed inside. These things can also be relied upon to escape in a short while.

Ethan picked up the sledgehammer, pointed it at the lock on the cabinet, and swung it hard.

"bump."

The big iron lock snapped open.

Rusek quickly stepped forward and opened the cabinet door.

"Shet."

Seeing those things inside, he exclaimed.

"Hahaha."

Ethan laughed a few times and made a greedy voice: "Pack it all up and take away everything on the table. This time I will make a fortune."

In the cabinet, layers of HILOIN awaiting packaging are stacked together.

These sinful things are so tightly wrapped that they look like silver bricks.

Unfortunately, there is no money in it.

I don’t know where these guys’ money is placed, but it certainly won’t be placed in the workshop.

"Uh-huh."

Rusek took out the bag from his body and shook it away hard.

Together with Horsted, he quickly put the unique items in the cabinet. The two of them looked at each other with excitement in their eyes.

Stimulated by violence and huge profits, the feeling it brings is extraordinary.

They can all feel that their adrenaline hormones are being secreted crazily and their hearts are beating wildly.

No wonder some people are obsessed with this feeling of robbery.

It is indeed comfortable to make money based on your ability.

Atwater did not follow along to collect the loot. He stuffed the shotgun in his hand into the tool bag, and like Ethan, pulled out a large hammer from the bag.

"This way."

Ethan threw the AK behind him, judged its position, and quickly walked to a wall next to it.

He narrowed his eyes and weighed the hammer in his hand.

Gritting his teeth, waving his arms.

A hammer shadow roared and crashed into the wall.

"Boom."

A loud noise echoed in the basement.

This movement startled the person lying on the ground, wondering what was happening.

With one hammer blow, the wall peeled off.

The red bricks inside were all in sight, Ethan grinned and continued to swing the hammer.

Atwater also rushed forward, swung the tool in his hand fiercely, swung the hammer in a half circle, and landed hard on the wall.

There was a thud, and his hands went numb.

He gritted his teeth and continued to swing the hammer, now trying to break open the wall as quickly as possible.

The club manager's hands were tied behind his back. He raised his head with difficulty and stared at the scene in front of him in stunned silence.

No wonder, there is no way out.

No wonder, everyone ran down in a swarm.

These people had made up their minds early on that they were going to find a way out on their own, and they never thought about retracing their steps and quitting the club.

If you escape from here, you won't be afraid of the guards in the background at all.

Now, we can only hope that these robbers will not kill anyone.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head quietly, not daring to continue watching, for fear that these people would get angry.

"Dong dong dong."

The loot was being collected quickly over there, and here Ethan's hammer was about to throw out sparks. Soon, the wall could no longer withstand his strange force, and a red brick flew out.

In my nose, I can already smell the fresh air outside.

Seeing this, Ethan continued to swing the hammer vigorously.

Pieces of red bricks cracked and flew outside. People who didn't know better thought there was an explosion going on here.

This movement frightened Atwater, and his movements slowed down a bit.

On the radar, several light spots had become parallel to themselves, and these monopoly men finally realized that if there was heavy firepower, the iron gate would not be able to hold on for long.

"Do it."

Ethan yelled at Atwater.

The latter came to his senses and quickly followed the action. The two quickly broke a large hole in the wall, allowing them to pass normally.

"Walk!"

He put away the hammer and shouted at the people inside.

It’s still the same, everything has to be fast.

We can't give these people a chance to react, just to make the club manager confused.

In just a moment, all the goods inside were loaded.

Rusek quickly tied a knot on the bag, rushed to the wall and bent down to get out.

One, two, three.

Ethan stood behind him and patted the shoulder of every person who came out to make sure no one would be left behind.

Outside the iron gate, several points of light have gathered at the door.

After two bangs, a bang of gunfire came from outside the door, followed immediately by a heart-rending scream.

"idiot."

An angry shout came from outside: "Don't unlock the door, unlock the bolt position."

"Stay away, don't ricochet and kill yourself."

When Ethan heard this, his eyes narrowed with laughter. After Atwater got out, he also got out of the wall. Although it was a back alley outside, the air was much better than the dull basement.

The fresh air refreshed his spirit.

There were broken bricks everywhere on the ground.

Several people were on guard outside, wary of possible enemies.

"GO!"

Ethan landed with his feet on the ground and immediately started urging.

A group of people ran wildly along the original direction with their legs spread wide. Doing this kind of thing always made them feel guilty and they wanted to escape the scene as soon as possible.

Rushing out of the alley, the van was parked next to it.

Horsted ran at the front. He opened the tailgate of the vehicle and got out of the way. The people behind him quickly jumped in.

"boom."

The car door closed, the tires rubbed wildly on the ground for a few times, and quickly disappeared around the corner of the street.

It wasn't until more than ten seconds later that a few people hurriedly chased him out.

They looked towards the empty streets and let out a few unwilling curses.

"Hahaha."

Inside the van, cheerful laughter rang out.

Ethan pulled off his hood, smiled and high-fived everyone: "Although you are rookies, you performed pretty well. It would be nice to be more stable when controlling the field just now."

"Boss?"

Rusek scratched his head: "What do you mean, this is not the first time you have done this kind of thing?"

"Molly, you pay for it tonight."

Ethan rolled his eyes and threw the hood down on him.

"Please." Rusek raised his hand and said helplessly: "Don't do this, I'm miserable enough."

As he spoke, he slapped Atwater on the shoulder.

This move caused the latter's expression to change in surprise.

Atwater dodged quickly, raised his tongue and snarled, hiding behind Halsted.

Rusek laughed loudly and waved his fingers wildly. Everyone saw what he had done just now to tie the feet of the man who peed his pants. A series of complaints and scoldings suddenly sounded in the carriage.

This group of people was noisy and making a fuss.

The words that Ethan accidentally said just now were also thrown out of reach by everyone.

Listening to the commotion behind him, Olinsky smiled, bit the candy, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the police station.

Since he was willing to mess around, there was no need to ask what he did just now. It must have ended perfectly.

Branch 21, intelligence team garage.

It wasn't until the rolling shutter closed that Olinsky patted the partition window.

The tailgate opened and everyone filed out.

For this kind of thing, try not to let too many people know, even colleagues in the police station.

After all, there are many people talking, so it would not be a good thing if the news leaks out.

After all, the current opponents are monopolies. These people are desperate and can do anything. They don't care about the identity of the police at all.

"The portion is not light."

Ethan walked out of the car holding the trophies and bumped fists with Hank: "We got a good harvest this time."

As soon as the rolling shutter door rang, Hank walked out of the technical room.

He stood behind the vehicle and looked at the group of people with a smile on his face. There was no danger or danger. This operation was done very well.

"very good."

Hank looked at the thing in his hand and fist bumped with others.

Seeing Irene's cheerful look, she slapped her on the head. Irene didn't care. She laughed and hugged Hank. This time she was having fun.

"I've been on a lot of crazy recon missions."

Horsted high-fived Hank again and smiled happily: "This time, it's enough for me to remember for a long time."

"then."

Ethan threw the bag to him: "Register it and put it in the evidence room."

"Don't leave in a hurry. We'll go to Moli later and reflect on it slowly."

"Drinking tonight, Hank's treat."