My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

In Iveco's carriage, everyone sat in silence.

The car made a sharp turn, and Ethan's body also swayed. At this time, there was a sound in his trouser pocket. He took out his cell phone and saw a concise text message from Hood.

"help"

Ethan didn't reply to the message. He put the phone back into his pocket and checked the AK74 rifle in his hand.

As the vehicle drove quickly, Ethan's ears moved. He could vaguely hear the intensive gunshots coming from outside, and Iveco also stopped suddenly.

Ethan pulled off his hood and nodded to Boden.

Boden put his hand on the door handle and pulled hard. The moment the car door opened, several people in the car quickly got out of the car.

Where they are now is right next to Miles Restaurant.

The glass outside the Banshee Town Police Station has been smashed to pieces, and the Cadillac sign above is crumbling. The door of the police station is wide open, and gunfire is flashing inside.

Ethan quickly rushed over with the AK74, followed closely by Boden and the others.

The gunshots inside the police station became more and more intense, and occasionally there was the sound of one or two pistol shots fired back, but they quickly stopped.

In the police station, several men in black stood in a half circle. The M4a1s in their hands were all pointed at a cement pillar in front. One of them heard footsteps behind him and turned around in a hurry.

Before he could react, Ethan smiled and took the lead in firing.

The unique gunfire of the AK gun clan sounded rhythmically, and with the crisp sound, the ejection port kept splashing shell casings.

Boden and several others followed closely behind. Under the leadership of Ethan, the seven-shot AK74 spewed tongues of fire crazily.

The men in black who were besieging Hood, the next moment the AK74 spit out tongues of fire, their bodies were swaying as if they were electrocuted, and countless blood flowers bloomed on them.

After the magazine was empty, Ethan let out a breath and lowered the muzzle of the gun.

Several men in black also fell down at this time. Ethan carried the AK74 with one hand over the corpse, kicked off the bullet casings on the ground, and walked towards the cement pillar in front, while Boden and the others stood still.

"Chief, are you okay?"

"Who is it?" Hood's nervous voice sounded.

"Don't get excited, don't shoot." Ethan walked to the concrete pillar, where Hood was slumped on the ground sweating profusely, holding a pistol with an empty magazine in his hand.

If I were a little late, I could help him collect the body directly.

Seeing Hood nervously looking at the AK rifle in his hand, Ethan remembered that he was still wearing a hood.

He chuckled to himself and pulled his hood up.

"Oh my God, it's you." Hood immediately breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Ethan's hand and stood up with help.

"I called you just now, why didn't you listen?"

"Rabbit was standing outside the police station at that time. How could you ask me to listen to your call?" Hood said helplessly.

Ethan instantly extracted the keyword "Is the rabbit coming?"

"Yes, he said he wanted to see me for the last time. After he enjoyed the joy of a successful hunt, he left these people behind."

"It's a pity that his joy was so short-lived. I'm leaving. I didn't show up here tonight. You can deal with this mess and think of an excuse to explain it yourself?"

Ethan kicked the body next to him, then looked at his office computer that had been beaten to pieces with distress, took off his hood and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, are they?"

Hood took Ethan's hand and looked at the men in hoods standing not far away holding AK74s.

"This is the help the beef seller gave us. Thanks to him, we were able to rush over in time to rescue you. He only helped you this time. Besides, you owe him a favor."

Ethan patted Hood on the back and left the police station carrying the AK.

Returning to the place where he started, looking at Iveco walking away, Ethan lit up a cigarette and returned to his car.

Proctor was stronger than he thought. He had a lot of contacts in the town and was able to mobilize a team of elite gunmen in a short period of time. Brock said that he was the controller of the nearby underground forces. It seemed a little bit... That’s not wrong.

While sitting in the car, Ethan suddenly remembered something and called Hood.

The call was connected quickly this time. Before Hood could speak, he quickly reminded:

"Have you informed Carly that the rabbit has arrived in Banshee Town?"

"Farke, I forgot."

The call was immediately hung up, and Ethan shook his head helplessly as he listened to the blind tone on the phone.

Driving to Davis Bar, Candy was cleaning the double-barreled shotgun. Jabo kept typing on the computer, his fingers flying. When he saw Ethan appearing, Jabo stopped what he was doing and asked quickly:

"How is the situation now?"

"Hood is fine, but things are still tricky now, and the rabbit has come to town."

Knowing that Hood was fine, Jabber breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the rabbit appear. He cursed secretly and turned his head to face the computer screen.

"What are you doing?" Ethan took the beer from Candy.

"I'm trying to find where Rabbit and his gang settled. If we know where they are, I believe it will be of great help to us."

"What are you going to do? I've lived here all my life. Is there anything I can do to help?" Candy suddenly became interested, walked out of the bar, and put his head next to Jabber's ear.

"You've been living in this country place all your life, so don't you understand what private space is?"

Jabber complained and pushed Candy's head away.

"You just need to tell me what you think." Candy took two steps back helplessly.

"I have hacked into the town's traffic surveillance system, and also hacked into the store's surveillance. With so many people coming here, they must come out to buy food and drink. By playing back the surveillance video, I can determine their approximate location."

Jiabo continued: "When the time comes, I will reposition the CIA spy satellite to see the heat anomalies in that inaccessible place, but the workload is too great. Now I can only find the needle in the haystack."

"CIA? Spy satellite? You can still do this."

Candy scratched his head and looked at Jabber in surprise, "You won't be caught, right?"

"Fayu, never doubt my skills."

Seeing that sitting there was no use, Ethan stood up and drank all his beer in one gulp. "I'm going back to rest first. Please let me know if you have any news."

Before he could walk out of the door, his cell phone rang.

"Ethan, where are you?"

"Siobhan, I'm at Davis Bar, what can I do?"

Siobhan shouted loudly: "Fake, our police station was attacked."

"Also, District Attorney Gordon's son has been kidnapped. Your vacation is over, come here quickly."

Ethan sighed and hung up the phone helplessly.

"Carly's son was kidnapped."

Jia Bo stood up and asked quickly: "When did it happen?"

"Just now, Jabo, your job is more important now. I hope you can quickly find out where Rabbit and his gang are staying."