My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

The Glock shook slightly, and a wisp of smoke curled up from the muzzle.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the vault.

Looking at Julian's body, Ethan silently lowered his pistol and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

From a certain perspective, the other party is a good big brother.

But you should never provoke yourself and seize a few innocent people, not only torture them and cut off their hands, but this may be a common and insignificant thing in the eyes of gang members.

However, it cannot happen to you.

"Please."

Xiao threw away the riding crop and spread his hands dissatisfied: "I've only been whipped a dozen times, can't you let me have a good time?"

She didn't know what happened just now, but there was also a big gash on her arm.

The sleeves were soaked with blood.

Although he is small in stature, he looks like a violent maniac.

"That's almost it."

Ethan shook his head and turned around with a grin: "It's okay to relieve my anger. There is no need to commit murder. Damn it, it seems like there is a dagger stuck in my back. Please check it for me."

Hearing this, Xiao hurriedly approached to check.

I saw half a lighter-sized grenade fragment firmly fixed on his back, and a trace of blood slowly emerged from it.

"Are you acting normally now?"

Xiao couldn't help but hold Ethan's shoulders and asked hurriedly.

Her chin stained with smoke was slightly raised, and her eyes were full of concern. Although the stabbing position was below the shoulder blade, the injury could be major or minor, and she didn't know how deep it went in or whether the nerves were damaged.

"Are you kidding me?"

Ethan grinned and said with a hint of cold sweat: "Take it out quickly, I don't like the feeling of a foreign object in my body, and the other way around is pretty much the same."

They all ran over to support him and slapped Julian in the face.

Is there anything unusual about this?

"Bang~"

Xiao reacted very quickly and slapped him on the back.

The bulletproof vest was slapped with a muffled sound.

"Hey?"

Ethan put on an innocent look and asked in confusion: "What did I say?"

"Hiss~"

As the grenade fragments were pulled out, he couldn't help but gasp.

Xiao casually threw the fragment over: "Take your souvenir, Mr. Foreign Object!"

The blood-stained area was about one centimeter deep. Fortunately, he was wearing a bulletproof vest, otherwise he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die. Now it was just stab wounds and bruises, enough to make him laugh.

After everything had settled, Xiao quickly looked around.

"What are you looking for?"

Withdrawing the dagger, Ethan asked curiously: "If I guess correctly, the enemies here are either seriously injured or dead!"

"Secret passage."

The female agent's voice was a little thirsty, and her eyes were glistening as she looked at the piles of money on wooden brackets in front of them.

She was really unwilling to accept the wealth of money and money surrounding her.

"Ms. Xiao."

Harold's voice rang in the headset, with a hint of ridicule: "First of all, congratulations on taking out the enemy, but I'm sorry to tell you that the New York police have arrived at the scene."

"If you get something, take as much as you can!"

"The place you are in is an abandoned apartment building. I have informed my new friend named Johnny to come over and pick him up. I suggest you leave as soon as possible before attracting the attention of the police."

"Jesus."

When Xiao heard this, he waved his arms frantically: "Harold, can you stop being so disappointing? There is nearly 200 million US dollars here, can't you let me fantasize a little longer?"

"Two hundred million dollars?"

Questions rang out from the headsets of Jiabo and Reese at the same time. The former shouted in surprise: "God, I thought I was joking!"

The money here is great, but the reality is harsh.

No matter what, they couldn't move all the money away. Looking at the pile of cash in front of him that could only fit in a large truck, Xiao felt distressed. There was enough here to buy as many weapons and equipment as he could.

Even if the so-called secret passage can be found.

They couldn't move such a large amount of money in a short while, and they couldn't avoid the sight of the New York Police Department with so many things.

After moving his shoulders, Ethan found a stack of travel bags next to him and threw them to Xiao: "Harold is right, take as much as you can, and don't expect to take away all the money here."

There is an illegal casino next to it, so there is no shortage of things used to store money in the vault.

Xiao quickly pulled away from that unwilling mood. She quickly opened the travel bag that the other party threw to her. She was right. Only the things she got were hers.

"I'll go to the other side."

Ethan also picked up a few duffel bags, grabbed the dagger and walked quickly to the side: "Remember to get the one with the larger denomination, don't get the five-yuan one, it's just waste paper now!"

"Uh-huh."

The female agent ignored him and nodded in excitement.

Just like a mouse getting into a rice vat.

Ethan was not much better than her. He walked quickly to a pile of money more than one meter high. After confirming that there were no surveillance cameras here, he excitedly waved his dagger and made a cross on the wrapping film.

There is no such thing as too little money.

Especially if you pick it up for free, it's the equivalent of an Eastern European gang robbing the entire New York City at the same time.

Thinking of this, he laughed.

He quickly took off one of his gloves and patted the tightly bundled pile of money with satisfaction. It seemed that the surgery fees and nutritional expenses of those guys had been reimbursed!

He chuckled, grabbed the bags of money and kept putting them into the space.

At the same time, he did not forget to stuff it into the duffel bag. He was so busy that the bag, like his mood, became high at a speed visible to the naked eye. His back no longer hurt, and his waist was no longer sore.

In order to conceal his identity, he kept moving.

Take a bite in the east and a piece in the west.

“Fuck Fuck!!!”

A very excited voice sounded, and Jiabo rushed over quickly, his eyes widened: "Are these all money?"

He didn't pay attention to the corpses on the ground at all.

Wherever Ethan is.

Whatever happens is normal and nothing to be surprised about.

After gesturing in the direction of the duffel bag, Ethan continued to work hard: "Where are those people?"

"They were injured like that and are not suitable to follow us." Reese's attention fell on the corpses and the traces after the explosion. He breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head and said:

"Having the New York police take them to the hospital is the best solution."

"I've explained everything, don't worry!"

However, none of these people looked worried, which made him shake his head and smile bitterly.

To be honest, Reese was not interested in money. He just wanted to eat and drink. But seeing how busy these guys were, he couldn't help but join in.

It can be regarded as sharing the joy of harvest together.

A group of people were humming and digging around in the vault, and there were a few silly chuckles from time to time.

Harold in the library couldn't help but adjust his glasses when he heard this movement. The image of these people desperately trying to put money in the pile of money came to his mind, and he couldn't help but smile. (End of chapter)