My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The Cadillac zipped across the road, leaving cars behind.

The engine sound started to sound, and the driver on the road saw a line of light pulled out by the vehicle's taillight. The red light swayed from side to side and quickly disappeared from the field of vision.

Ethan naturally saw Mrs. Nomark's disappointed look just now.

Holding back his anger, he directly accelerated to a speed of 140.

Every minute and every second is important now. If Mi Ke does such a crazy thing, he must know that if he is caught again, he will never get out of prison.

So, that guy must be trying his best to escape from Chicago.

Seeing his sullen expression, Olinsky did not dare to say anything. He could only quietly tighten the seat belt and hold the upper armrest firmly.

However, this worry is unnecessary.

With the blessing of skills, Ethan can now drive like a fish in water.

It seems dangerous, but everything is under control.

Announcements sounded from time to time on the walkie-talkie nearby. A large number of patrol police were conducting a carpet search, trying not to miss any place. The main station was also carefully analyzing various alarm calls.

On their side, they will also find some clues at any time.

As the engine continued to roar, the Cadillac made a violent friction sound and swung its body into the underground parking lot.

From the curved lane, drift all the way down.

Olinsky looked at the plumes of smoke coming out from behind, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The vehicle simply slid all the way down against the cement wall. He had never seen this kind of operation before.

It wasn't until he suddenly stopped in the parking space that he let out a heavy breath.

Just now, I almost forgot to breathe.

"Farke."

He let go of the armrest and quickly wiped the sweat from his palms: "Why did your driving skills suddenly improve so much? Damn it, this is a full-size SUV."

“It’s all about hard work.”

Ethan turned off the engine and opened the car door, and said seriously: "And practice day after day."

"All right."

When Olinsky stepped out of the car, his legs felt weak.

Grabbing the walkie-talkie, the two got into the elevator and found the place with ease. The man guarding the outside of the ward was still the male patrolman, who glanced left and right with a vigilant look on his face.

I just received a notice to step up vigilance.

This is to prevent fugitives from going to the hospital and trying to get something done.

Although he was prepared in his heart, when he saw the two people approaching in a hurry, the corners of his eyes twitched and his breathing became messy.

"Don't let anyone in."

This time he didn't even say hello. Ethan explained, opened the door and walked into the ward.

Listening to these familiar words, the patrolman couldn't help but scratch his cheek and pray silently for the bastard in the ward.

The sound of pushing the door also attracted the attention of the people inside.

Wash was drowsy, but when he saw the guy appearing in front of him, he trembled all over and suddenly became extremely awake.

"Help!"

The shrill roar instantly penetrated the door.

Looking at Ethan's face, the torture he had suffered before, the extremely painful suffocation feeling came over him like a tide, and the sound of the toilet being flushed also rang in his ears.

"啕~"

Wash let out a heartbreaking retching sound. He excitedly turned over and got out of bed, hugging the bedpost tightly:

"Help, the police are beating someone."

"Waterfa."

Ethan stopped and looked blankly at Wash, who was still three meters away from him.

When did I learn to hurt people from afar?

"You slander me?"

He suddenly clenched his palms into fists and stepped forward with a cold face: "I thought we had some friendship, but I didn't expect you dared to slander me. I'm so disappointed."

Olinsky turned around silently and listened to the sound of struggling.

And, the muffled sound of punches hitting the flesh.

"Did I hit anyone?"

After dozens of seconds, Ethan gently turned his wrist and asked with a smile: "Do you still dare to accuse me unjustly?"

"No."

Wash showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and his body kept trembling: "You are a good cop, a good police officer who likes to reason."

My body feels like pinprick pain,

This feeling made him miserable and he absolutely didn't want to experience it again.

"Miko, he ran away."

Ethan stopped talking nonsense and shouted sternly: "This guy could escape to somewhere, anywhere you can think of!"

Hearing this, Wash was confused.

When did his companion become so strong that he could escape from this pervert's hands?

"puff."

Seeing that he didn't speak, Ethan was about to continue his attack. At this time, the electrical noise of the walkie-talkie sounded: "Belmont neighborhood, a fight occurred here."

"Based on the taxi driver's description, the fugitive was identified."

"The other party is escaping on foot. All units rush over to support."

The voice on the other side was Burgess.

They didn't expect to discover the other party's whereabouts so quickly, which made both Ethan and Olinsky look happy. Although the area of ​​​​the neighborhood was very large, they could at least lock in a general range.

Anyway, there is no need to search aimlessly.

"It's a five-minute drive from us." Olinsky looked at Ethan and quickly changed his words: "Maybe not two minutes."

“The neighborhoods over there are all apartment buildings.”

"We need to organize manpower quickly, the workload will be huge."

"Wait a minute."

Wash interrupted him excitedly and hurriedly asked: "Did the talk on the intercom just now refer to the Belmont neighborhood, where Mico escaped to?"

The guy's face turned red and he looked very excited.

"What do you know?"

Ethan grabbed his hospital clothes and said, "Say it quickly."

"My father lives there." Wash swallowed his saliva and said with trembling lips: "My money is also stored in that place, and Mi Ke knows it."

"Damn it, he can't lay a hand on my father."

Now Mi Ke is on the run, but he doesn't have half a dime on him. All the previous money has been seized by Ethan and the others.

Without money, it is difficult to move forward.

There is nothing wrong with wanting to make money in the first place.

"Three people have died in Miko's hands today." Ethan let go of his hand and patted the other person's chest gently: "I think he would not mind killing another one, what do you think?"

"Belmont Street, 400 East."

Wash gritted his teeth and said hastily: "Please, if you can, please save my father. He doesn't know what I did."

"Snapped."

A hard slap hit Wash's face.

"You have no right to say these words."

Ethan pointed at his nose and said coldly: "Those people you killed, have you ever thought about their families?"

His face was burning with pain, and a few fingerprints quickly appeared.

But Wash no longer groaned like before.

"Be careful, there are firearms along with my money." He did not dare to look directly into Ethan's eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, please."

He took this slap hard.

Thanks to my brother for supporting me with a bottle of 1986 Lafite, thank you!