My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Back at Siobhan's house, Ethan unceremoniously took out two bottles of beer from the refrigerator.

He unscrewed the bottle cap and handed one bottle to Siobhan. He sat comfortably on the sofa with another bottle of beer and drank half of the bottle in one go.

"You are not polite at all."

Siobhan took off his duty belt, hung it heavily on the wall hook, raised the bottle and took a sip.

"You are their number one target now. You must be careful. Fortunately, you were not at the scene today. Otherwise, I really don't know what would have happened. There are too many people at the scene and it is too chaotic. There is not much we can do."

"I know, I just can't get angry. Do you know? The hospital report came out. Bessie Denton was dragged away with three fractures in her jaw alone." Siobhan held the beer bottle tightly.

"Don't worry, we will definitely catch their gang."

Ethan wanted to divert Siobhan's attention, looked up and saw a few photos hanging on the wall, so he stood up and walked over curiously.

The baby version of Siobhan, who is held in the photo, smiles happily at the camera and holds a Minnie balloon in his hand.

"I didn't expect you had freckles when you were a kid, but you're still pretty." Ethan joked.

"That was when I was in elementary school. After begging for a long time, my parents were willing to take me to Disneyland. It was the happiest time in my life."

"But now there are only a few photos left." Siobhan sighed softly. "It's time for you to go. There are so many things going on today, I'm afraid they won't be able to handle them."

Ethan looked at the photo, hesitated for a moment and said:

"You have seen what happened today. They are here to take revenge. It is too dangerous for you to stay at home alone until the matter is resolved. Come with me and stay at my place for one night."

Siobhan refused without thinking, "This is my house, the place where I was born, I won't leave, I have a gun, I can protect myself."

"Then I can't let you stay here alone. Well, I won't leave either. Your sofa is quite comfortable. Do you mind if I rest here tonight?"

Ethan looked at her stubborn eyes and had to change his approach.

"Even if I keep you overnight someday in the future, it won't be to seek your protection." After Siobhan finished speaking excitedly, he realized what he had said and awkwardly picked up the beer bottle. "You go, I think take a break."

Ethan couldn't say anything else, "Okay, I'll leave first, and I'll come back to see you in the evening."

"There's no need to come over, but you can call me after your shift ends in the evening to confirm my situation. I probably won't be asleep at that time."

Siobhan's voice was still a little nervous. She shook her braid, turned her head and looked out the window with her big eyes open. She knew that she might be sought for revenge, so it was impossible not to be nervous.

"Okay, no problem, then I'm leaving."

After leaving Siobhan's house, he did not choose to return to work at the police station.

Instead, he returned home, took a quick shower, checked his equipment, put on his Ford F150 and drove to a place less than 50 meters away from Siobhan's home.

Move the car behind the bushes, roll down the windows and turn off the engine.

This road is the only way to get to Siobhan's house. As long as the motorcycle gang comes to Siobhan's house to seek revenge, he will definitely be discovered by him immediately.

Ethan took out the M4A1 from the space. After checking that there was no problem, he placed it in a convenient place for the co-pilot. The guns he bought at the gun store last time have been reported to the police station and there is no problem with using them for duty.

Siobhan has always been kind to him since he joined the company. He decided not only to protect Siobhan today, but also to guard the house full of memories for her. Siobhan was unwilling to leave the house, probably because she was afraid that those people would take her house. vent.

After getting ready, Ethan lit a cigarette and tapped his fingers gently on the M4A1.

It quickly turned dark. Every once in a while, he would get out of the car to exercise. The rest of the time, he would wait quietly in the car.

Siobhan's house has been lit up with warm lights, and she can be seen busy in the kitchen from a distance.

Not long after, the faint aroma of frying steak came over. Ethan greedily inhaled the aroma, then picked up the cold sandwich and took a big bite.

Ethan yawned and raised his hand to look at his watch. The time was already approaching eleven o'clock in the middle of the night. The road was still quiet, with the occasional pickup truck passing by.

In Siobhan's house, only the living room has lights on, and from time to time you can hear the faint sound of the TV. Ethan concentrated on listening to the rapid music and smiled. Unexpectedly, this guy Siobhan liked it. Watch Rush.

Opening the car door, he found a patch of grass to put water in. He raised his head and looked around in boredom, and saw a few lights coming from the distance on the road.

He didn't pay attention at first, but the lights quickly went out, and only the dull sound of the engine was heard.

Ethan felt something was wrong, so he shook his head quickly, zipped up and grabbed the M4A1 on the passenger side.

Soon, under the cold moonlight, several Harley-Davidson motorcycles slowly approached like ghosts. The riders were all wearing standard leather jackets and colorful turbans on their heads.

The one in charge is the man with glasses who took the lead in causing trouble at today's celebration.

"That gang of motorcycle gangs came to seek revenge on Siobhan. Come quickly to support."

It is a common practice of American police officers to call for support as soon as they encounter gangsters. Although he is confident that he will take down these gangs, he still needs to call for support. Otherwise, others will think that you are out of your mind. sick.

Turning off the radio, the motorcycle gangs were already not far away.

Ethan didn't bother to issue a warning and directly put the M4A1 on his shoulder. The next moment, fierce tongues of flame spurted out from the muzzle.

As the gunfire rang out, the bespectacled man driving the car at the front groaned a few times, and several balls of blood mist exploded from his chest, and then the car fell to the ground with him and the car.

The sudden blow caused the few people behind to avoid it. They saw bullets splashing down like raindrops, and another person's head exploded with blood mist.

In desperation, the remaining three people put down their cars one after another, rolled around on the ground a few times, then dizzily took out their pistols and pointed them at the gunfire to fight back.

However, under the powerful firepower of the M4A1, they didn't care about aiming at all. The shooting accuracy was so low that the bullets didn't even know where to fly.

As soon as the magazine was emptied, Ethan quickly lowered the muzzle of his gun, bent down and hurriedly retreated behind the F150. His car was not equipped with bulletproof steel plates. Although the power of the bullet would be reduced after it penetrated, he did not want to gamble on his luck.

After moving the position, he removed the empty magazine, took out the spare magazine from the space and quickly replaced it.

At the same time, Ethan noticed that the lights in the house behind him had gone out. He quickly put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle before shouting.

"Siobhan, I'm on the car side, watch out for crossfire."