My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The gunshots quickly attracted the Phoenix patrol, but they quickly left after being handled by Reggie.

The vehicles nearby shook and cries sounded.

Thinking of what his partner had just experienced, he didn't bother to dissuade him and went back upstairs.

Matt and Sandro were still standing next to the vehicle, smoking cigars incessantly. Just now, the patrolmen tried to step forward to investigate, but they were blocked by them. Some things were not convenient for outsiders to see.

Inside the car, there were dots of blood everywhere on the seats.

The appearance of the plaid shirt is actually very tough, in the style of an American tough guy, but now he is sitting in his seat trembling all over.

His face was swollen and dripping with blood.

"Say you're sorry."

Ethan showed the back of his hand to Plaid Shirt and said angrily: "Look at how my hands are beaten?"

Finger joints, broken skin.

Although recovery is quick, the pain is certain.

"sorry."

The plaid shirt trembled and said in a vague voice.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he did not dare to make any move to wipe it. If he was not careful, he would be beaten severely. He did not want to experience what just happened again.

"Farke."

Ethan grabbed his hair and asked dissatisfiedly:

"Again, what are you sorry for?"

"Stop hitting me, it hurts." Plaid Shirt trembled and said angrily, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hurt your hand."

"You haven't explained yet."

Ethan raised his hand and poked his ribs a few more times: "You are a tough guy, right?"

"ah!!!"

The plaid shirt flicked several times like an electric shock, and he wailed in pain: "You keep beating me, why don't you ask, how can I understand what you want to know?"

"Need to ask?"

Ethan held his face and pressed the guy firmly on the seat: "Tell me if I need to ask."

"I don't know what you did."

"If you don't tell me everything, I'll make you suffer worse than death."

The fingers were raised together, and they were drilling hard under his ribs.

The screams came more urgently.

"I said." Plaid shirt struggled desperately: "Stop fighting, I will say anything."

"Hey."

Just then, the car door opened.

Matt threw the ID he found from Plaid Shirt into it and said cheerfully to Ethan: "I found his information. This guy has a daughter. Let's talk to his daughter."

This sentence became the last straw for plaid shirt.

Without asking any questions, he cried and told everything he knew, not daring to hide anything.

This time, the guy comes here to grill Kate.

The order he received was to find out who was attacking Diaz.

After that, arrange an unexpected way for Kate to die.

Next, he told all the people he knew had been bribed by Diaz, and only asked them not to do anything to his daughter. As he spoke, tears of regret mixed with blood kept flowing down.

This guy already knows what his fate will be.

After getting the list, Matt picked up the phone and contacted the director of the FBI branch here.

Everyone involved will be arrested.

There is no need for them to do these things themselves.

"The rest is up to you." Ethan shook off the blood on his hands and said angrily, "I'll help you two bastards clean up."

Beating people is both a technical job and a physical job.

After struggling for more than ten minutes, I broke out into a thin layer of sweat.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Matt held the phone and patted Ethan's shoulder cheerfully: "After the next action, Diaz will definitely not be able to stay, and there should be a big party tomorrow."

"I hope so."

Ethan shrugged, shook out a cigarette and picked it up.

High-fiving Sandro again, he walked upstairs next door.

As soon as they entered the door, the two people inside stood up immediately. Their expressions were a little nervous and they looked at Ethan with wide eyes.

"I'll borrow the bathroom."

Raising his hand to signal, Ethan looked around and walked aside.

Looking at his bloody hands, Reggie swallowed hard. He couldn't believe what the guy below had gone through, and at the same time he was deeply afraid of the guy in front of him.

"Hey."

Kate walked over quickly and asked in a trembling voice: "What did he confess?"

"Wow."

The faucet was turned on, and water spurted onto his hands. Blood flowed down, washing the backs of his hands clean.

“Phoenix law enforcement, sucks.”

Ethan turned off the faucet, took out three paper towels and wiped his hands: "There are people from Diaz in various departments. There are more than twenty guys forming a club together, and they also hold regular parties."

"Penny, wine, women."

"And me?"

Kate clasped the door frame tightly, and her voice came out of her mouth: "What does he want to do to me?"

Looking at Kate, Ethan smiled slightly.

Throwing the tissue into the trash can, he said casually: "If nothing happens, you will have an accident tonight."

"Gas poisoning, he lost his footing and fell down the stairs."

"Who knows."

A few words of understatement made Kate's hair stand on end.

She looked at her home, feeling a little confused and not feeling safe at all.

"Otherwise, tonight."

Ethan could see her thoughts and made a suggestion: "You come with me. Before Diaz is taken down, you are not suitable to continue living here alone."

"Not safe!"

I originally planned to find a hotel to stay.

I really couldn't stand Matt's snoring.

Kate has entered the field of vision of those people, and there is no guarantee that someone will continue to want to do something to her.

We live together and have someone to take care of us.

Of course I have no other ideas, she is a divorced young woman.

Thinking of this, Ethan swallowed.

"OK!"

Kate nodded quickly after hearing the other person's suggestion.

Only by standing next to Ethan can she gain some sense of security. After all, she saved herself twice.

Reggie opened his mouth on the side, wanting to say something.

However, he thought that he might be targeted now, so he decided to go back and change places with his wife.

They left quickly after Kate took some personal clothes.

The rotten door had to be temporarily blocked with a sofa.

A shooting had just occurred and it was the residence of a law enforcement officer. No ordinary thieves would be stupid enough to come and steal things at this time.

When they went downstairs, Matt and the others were gone.

Ethan sent the text message and asked Kate to get in the car. After saying goodbye to Reggie, he drove to the hotel where he stayed on the first night.

"Shet."

Kate got out of the car and looked a little embarrassed when she saw the magnificent decoration inside: "How about we change places."

I thought it was the motel where they were staying today.

But unexpectedly, this guy came to the four-star Sheraton Hotel in a flash.

Now it seems like it's over budget.