My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

On this narrow street, a gun battle suddenly broke out and was still going on.

The gun bounced back and forth, causing passers-by to fall to the ground in fear.

"Shet."

Kate cursed angrily, not knowing what to say.

The question now is not whether bulletproof is good or not, but why so many gunmen suddenly appeared who are desperate for their lives.

The situation on site is actually favorable to them.

A person leaned on the car and fired wildly outside. In fact, he suppressed the gunman who suddenly appeared outside.

The other party also didn't expect that the escort's firepower would be so intense.

"Lie down."

The vehicle began to move. After Ethan took down the several gunmen on his side, he roared and flew towards Kate. The butt of the M4A1 pressed against his shoulder and began to vibrate crazily.

There are more people here.

"Bang bang bang."

The two bald heads rushed out from behind the trash can and fell backwards in the mist of blood.

Ethan moved the muzzle of his gun upward, and was about to shoot the guy standing on the roof, when flames erupted from the side, and Sandro shot the guy down before him.

The Saboban at the front roared crazily and slammed the butt of the police pickup truck away.

The vehicles behind quickly followed up, and the roars started to sound one after another.

The people who came to ambush wanted to rush out and beat the tires and keep the convoy behind, but the people in the car were not vegetarians. The Delta gang were also bloodthirsty elements and fired the guns in their hands ferociously.

The bearded man even leaned forward and emptied the magazine.

Then, throw out the grenade.

"Bang."

The explosion on the second floor caused blood to splash everywhere. Someone turned over and fell. He groaned, twitched a few times and then died.

In the distance, on the roof of the building.

When he saw the convoy, he was about to run away. The guy carrying the rocket launcher quickly reloaded and fired at the driver's seat of the car in front.

"boom."

Ethan quickly leaned forward and shot him.

The guy was shot in the head, and a stream of red and white stuff spurted out from behind. His fingers pressed down on the RPG and it tipped backwards. With a whoosh, a big salute was released in the sky.

"Quick, go!"

The man with glasses pointed his gun out the window and shouted loudly without looking back.

Until now, the vehicle finally picked up speed and roared out of the encirclement.

"Good marksmanship."

The bearded man behind noticed this scene and gave Ethan a thumbs up.

"Is it okay?"

Seeing Ethan retract his body, Kate asked awkwardly: "Can you change your position?"

Just now she was so frightened that she fell down on her seat, and Ethan rushed over to her again.

Kate's nose was filled with the smell of male hormones, and she pointed at the other person's crotch with embarrassment.

"Feel sorry."

Ethan patted the broken glass and bullet casings on the seat before sitting down.

The movements of his hands did not stop.

Empty magazine, knocked down.

Pull out the spare magazine inserted in the bulletproof vest, quickly insert it, and pull the gun bolt.

"Is anyone hurt?"

Matt's loud shouting came from the headset.

Responses came one after another. Fortunately, the worst person in their car was only hit in the arm.

Several federal police officers responsible for the escort died.

These people from the pro-independence cartel were really arrogant. They started to kill people in the streets and alleys without any regard for the reaction of the Mexican authorities. They were extremely rampant.

"Do we need to wait for those federal police to come up?"

As soon as the bespectacled man asked the question, he knew that he had asked a stupid question.

"Need not."

Matt's tone was extremely calm: "Ignore them, there must be a mole, let's keep going, don't stop!"

If there is no mole, how will the other party know the route?

Fortunately, they were the only convoy that entered the court building just now. If the escorting federal police were allowed to follow, the other party's rockets would have been able to fire without restraint.

The motorcade roared through the streets of Juarez without stopping.

After changing the magazine, Ethan knelt on one knee in an awkward position on the seat, holding the M4A1 in his hand and looking out the window warily.

His current attire and the mask on his face.

He looked like a tough gangster.

Only now did Kate come to her senses.

She swallowed hard and checked the firearm with trembling hands. The strong wind poured into the car and her ears felt uncomfortable, but she stared at Ethan.

What a DoD advisor, what an operations officer.

To hell with everyone.

However, she suppressed her thoughts and planned to go back and ask again.

Save your life now, who knows what will happen later.

Ethan saw that there was no motorcycle or anyone else chasing him, so he turned around and sat down. However, he still tapped the gun in his hand gently and looked out the window warily. Before returning to the military base, the danger was still there.

There was nothing else going on on the way until we arrived at the border checkpoint.

"Farke."

Seeing the road conditions ahead, the bespectacled man quickly grabbed the walkie-talkie: "What's going on ahead? Didn't it say that someone has arranged to clear a road?"

Ahead, there is heavy traffic.

The spacious road was full of parked vehicles, and with them, many other vehicles followed them.

This situation is actually quite normal.

Unlike Mexico in the past, the road to the United States is always so crowded.

However, there were prior arrangements.

There should be one lane that should be extremely clear, but now it's all blocked.

"bad news."

Matt's voice rang out: "There was a car accident ahead. Emergency treatment is underway. I have informed the people at the border checkpoint that we are in the third lane. It should take another five or six minutes."

"Shet."

The man with glasses cursed secretly and put down the intercom.

It would not be such a coincidence that a car accident happened at this time.

"Hey."

He wiped away his sweat and turned back to look at Ethan and Sandro: "You two did a good job just now, but from now on, I hope you can continue to maintain the same offensive."

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

It is foreseeable that the second attack will come again soon.

Ethan didn't answer, just sat quietly, but his whole person exuded an astonishing murderous aura.

This momentum made Kate feel uncomfortable all over.

It was as if a bloodthirsty beast was squatting next to her, giving her a feeling of suffocation.

The convoy drove forward slowly. The battle just now left many bullet holes in Sababan's body. People in the passing vehicles first looked over curiously, and then quickly lowered their heads.

The people in the car were all very impressive.

The smell of gunpowder smoke can be smelled from afar, so there is no need to cause trouble.

"A red Impala on the left."

Sandro's eyes were sharp and he no longer looked sleepy: "At my ten o'clock direction, there are a few people in the car who have a problem."

Unexpectedly, Du Xiao's gunmen surrounded him so quickly.

Ethan turned his head slightly and looked to the left.

Sitting in the red vehicle were four fierce-looking Mexican men. Like the people they met just now, they all had bald or cropped hair.

They stared straight ahead, pretending to be like the ordinary people around them.

Only the sweat on his face gave away his identity.

And all the windows of the vehicle were lowered. The reason is not difficult to guess.

"Seven o'clock."

A bearded voice sounded: "The green Civic is a dangerous target."

Immediately afterwards, something was wrong on the left side.

Reports one after another made the atmosphere in the car become dull.

According to the target they observed, Du Xiao's gunmen had vaguely surrounded the convoy.

Kate's T-shirt was also wet with sweat. She pursed her lips and looked anxiously ahead, but the road was not clear at all.

Different from before, now I am stuck on the road.

There were cars everywhere and no room for them to leave quickly.

It was almost impossible to escape the encirclement as quickly as before. Thinking of this, the sweat on her body became even more intense.

It's just an extradition of one person, why don't we make it like a war?

"gun."

As the bespectacled man's head shook, he noticed that the man in the back seat of the red Chevrolet Impala unintentionally flashed the barrel of a gun in his hand: "I saw the gun, I'm sure someone is following."

"Matt, what's the battle plan?"

When Kate heard this, she looked at the back of the chair in front of her and took a deep breath.

She nervously held the handle of the gun, which was already wet with sweat.

"Wait."

Matt's voice sounded: "They have to take action, so we can take action."

The convoy is still in Mexico. They can kill people, but they can't do it first. The subsequent quarrel will be very troublesome.

"I do not like this feeling."

A bearded voice sounded: "Please get out of the car and search those people."

"no."

Matt flatly refused: "As I said before, we will do whatever these people do."

"Click."

Ethan flipped the door lock and released the car door.

"Stay in the car, don't run around." After telling Kate, he raised the carbine in his hand and pointed it at a car on the side.

The people inside have turned their eyes over frequently.

Except for the driver, several other people had their hands underneath, maybe holding a submachine gun.

If you want to take action, this is the place.

There was a border checkpoint not far ahead, and it was impossible for people like them to follow them with guns.

When raising the gun, Ethan found a family sitting in a car next to him. The other party had noticed his actions. The mother picked up the two children in horror and huddled under the seat.

The man driving the car also lay down.

Judging from his body language, he must be comforting his family.

Can't wait any longer.

We must have the initiative in our hands, otherwise many innocent civilians will be killed by random shooting.

Whether these gunmen take action or not is not a matter of words.

"get off."

He shouted hurriedly and immediately opened the car door.

Seeing this, the people in the cars in front and behind quickly opened the door and got out of the car. In fact, the deltas could no longer hold themselves back.

They prefer to take the initiative rather than wait passively.

"do not move."

Ethan held the gun in one hand and quickly stepped forward.

The other hand quickly pressed down, signaling the person in the car next to him to get down.

He didn't need to remind him that a group of tough men with guns emerged from the five Saab cars with bullet holes everywhere. Normal people would immediately get down when they saw them, not daring to do anything rashly.

There is no need to arrange in advance. People who get off the car rush towards the target vehicle closest to them.

Crossing a lane, Ethan and Sandro quickly arrived in front of the Chevrolet Impala. The gunmen of Duxiao noticed the movement, and two of them got out of the car first.

But before they could even raise their guns, they were pointed at by the muzzles of the black hole.

Under the scorching sun, the two groups stood in a stalemate.

Most of the lone gunmen didn't have time to get out of the car and could only look at them with stiff faces.

On these people's knees, there is a lot of firepower.

If they were to launch first and shoot down, the bulletproof car doors wouldn't have much effect.

"Don't do anything stupid."

Sandro said in Spanish: "Go back, you don't have any chance."

Both groups were all wearing casual clothes.

People who don't know about it can't tell who is the police and who is the gangster, especially the people who rush out of the car, all wearing facial scarves of various colors, which looks particularly scary.

Opposite, stood a man wearing a red T-shirt.

There are tattoos all over the face.

His eyes were sinister and he looked over intently.

The glowing gun barrel in Ethan's hand made the corners of the guy's eyes twitch, and the arm holding the gun was trembling slightly.

"I don't like the way you look at me."

Ethan tilted his head and looked at the other party coldly. After finishing his words, he immediately pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang."

The bullets shot out like a violent storm, exploding clouds of blood mist on the tattooed man's body. The flame from the muzzle did not stop and continued to sweep into the car.

Blood and flesh splattered, and the body trembled wildly.

The seat lining exploded and was soon stained red.

As soon as he heard Ethan's words, Sandro knew that this guy had murderous intentions, and immediately followed up with a few more shots.

In less than two seconds, the gunfire stopped.

"Bang."

The man with the tattooed face shook his body and fell heavily.

The four lone gunmen in this car were all killed by random gunfire, without any chance to react.

"Thank you for your generous gift."

Kate, who was sitting anxiously in the car, was so frightened by the fierce gunfire that the back of her head twitched. She gritted her teeth. Who were these two people? They killed people without any hesitation.

The killing here did not affect the other two places.

The bespectacled man held up the carbine in his hand and shook his head slightly at the Mexican man in the car to signal him not to be stupid.

There was something that he actually didn't know.

If these people go back like this, there will only be one end.

The sound of footsteps sounded, and Ethan walked quickly with a smell of gunpowder smoke. He nodded to him with a beard. Unexpectedly, this guy was very strong and ruthless.

If you don’t do one thing, you won’t stop doing the other thing.

Before the man with eyes could ask, Ethan glanced inside the car and saw that several people had guns in their hands.

He narrowed his eyes, raised his gun and fired.

"Bang~~~"

The burst of gunfire caused others to follow immediately.

The bullets flew out, leaving dozens of bullet holes in the body of the car and tearing apart the gunmen inside.

In front of the border checkpoint, on the spacious road.

The sound of gunfire was heard in the distance.

The Deltas on the other side stopped holding back and massacred the gunmen who dared to pursue them.

"Tu tu tu tu~"

At this moment, the sound of a submachine gun came from the side.

On the radar, there were three light spots approaching rapidly towards the vehicle he had just been riding in. The gunshots were intensive, and they hit the vehicle with a popping sound.

"Bang~."

There were a few crisp sounds and the light went out.

There are still gunmen on the other side, and there are always some guys who are better disguised so that they can't detect the clues. As long as they find an opening, they will launch a sneak attack.

Ethan heard the sound and turned around quickly.

He rushed forward, held the hood of a car with one hand, and slid past.

I saw two bald men holding submachine guns with ferocious faces, shooting wildly at Saboban.