My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 235 No future troubles
Hood drove carefully all the way, for fear of encountering his colleagues who stopped and checked.

The large and small packages in the car can scare the patrolling police to death.

Back in the safe house, Jaber had already woken up and was sitting on the sofa. After a night's rest, his condition was much better, but he still couldn't fight.

Seeing the three of them walking into the room carrying big and small bags, Jia Bo raised his glass:
"It seems that your shopping is going well."

Hood put down the heavy package: "Don't talk nonsense, come and help."

After a while, the ground was covered with guns.

After inserting his Desert Eagle into the underarm holster, Ethan picked up the M249 machine gun and blinked:
"How is this gun used?"

Jaber grinned and said, "You crazy fucker, you don't know how to use it, what are you doing with it?"

"It's almost the same. I just need to get familiar with the basic operations."

"give it to me."

Hood came over, took the machine gun in his hand, and taught him how to reload the belt.

Ethan understood what was going on after just two glances. It's not embarrassing if you don't understand, but it's embarrassing to pretend you don't understand.

"that's it."

Hood watched him move aside, nodded, and was about to sit back.

"Wait a moment."

Ethan stopped him, reached into his pocket, turned his palm over, holding an egg-shaped grenade in his palm:
"And this thing, how to use it?"

Jia Bo patted his forehead lightly, unable to complain.

Hood shrugged and took the grenade: "This is the handle, hold the handle with the grenade."

He snapped his fingers into the ring above: "This is the pull ring, connected to the safety bolt."

"Take off the tab, throw it out, and that's it."

"It's that simple?" Ethan took the grenade back.

"Yes, it's so simple that even an idiot can use it." Jia Bo rolled his eyes. This guy specializes in picking up firepower, but he has never used it.

"As long as you don't get so nervous that your hands slip."

Carly checked the Springfield XD9 semi-automatic pistol in her hand, put the silencer on, and inserted it into the holster on her waist: "But this kind of thing should not happen to you."

Ethan curled his lips: "Who knows, maybe I'll slip my hand and throw it on the sofa right now."

Jia Bo coughed and picked up his glass obediently.

Carly put four pistols in her belt before she stopped. She needed to maintain high mobility.

"Crack."

Hood slapped the extended magazines into two MP5 submachine guns, with his original M1911 and Beretta M9 in front of him.

"Although your firepower is enough."

Jia Bo touched his bald head: "But I still think that if you just press a bomb and send it to the sky, the risk for you to rush there is still too high."

"That would be too confusing."

Carly quickly pressed the bullet into the spare magazine, gritted her teeth and said, "I need to be safe, and I want to see the rabbit die in front of my own eyes."

Seeing that his companions were busy arming himself, and he could do nothing to help him, Jaber couldn't sit still any longer, and reached out to grab the gun in front of him:

"I can't just sit here and watch you die, I'm going too."

"No."

Ethan stopped him: "You will die if you go, I have arranged a task for you."

Jia Bo's eyes lit up: "What mission?"

"Do what you do best." Ethan lit a cigarette: "Create chaos in New York."

"Issuing a false alarm, blocking the police lines, and paralyzing the traffic system near the church. I don't want to die at the hands of the rabbit, but be surrounded by the New York police. Can it be done?"

"No problem at all." Finally, Jaber waved his hand and snapped his fingers.

Church, basement.

It is said to be a basement, but it is actually almost like an underground fortification.

The long arc-shaped underground passage connects more than a dozen rooms. This is the base camp of the rabbits. Using the concealment of the church, they are engaged in various illegal activities here.

The rabbit looks about 60 years old, sitting on the chair, with his waist straight.

He is tall and tall, wearing a high-end suit, with a straight waist. If it weren't for the silver-white hair, it would be hard to tell that he is already old.

With a horse face, a hooked nose, and two raised browbones, the whole person is calm and majestic.

Putting down the gun in his hand and looking at the busy people in the room, he nodded with satisfaction.

Rabbit walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Before the door closed, a dozen people could be seen sitting around a long wooden table filled with various guns and parts.

There was a crackling sound at the scene, and everyone was busy checking the condition of the gun or loading ammunition.

He walked to the side and pushed open another door.

Five or six priests in black robes looked towards the door in unison.

One of them put down the gun in his hand and stood up: "Mr. Rabbit?"

"Where is Uris?"

The man replied respectfully, "In his room, Mr. Rabbit."

The rabbit nodded, walked forward for a certain distance, and knocked a few times in front of a small wooden door. "

"come in."

He waited until a low voice sounded from inside before he pushed the wooden door and walked in.

The room is small and the layout is very simple.

A wooden bed and a chair.

Facing the entrance, there is a huge cross hanging on the wall

A priest who was also tall and wearing a black robe stood in front of a huge cross with his back to the door.

There was a sound of closing the door, and the priest turned around, his appearance somewhat similar to that of a rabbit.

"Uris."

Rabbit opened the chair and sat down: "They are almost ready."

Father Uris held the cross on his chest and walked to the closet beside him: "Are you sure your daughter will come?"

"determine."

The rabbit smiled and said proudly:
"She's my daughter and I know her."

"The person who was rescued by her last night will definitely tell her our address here, and she will definitely come."

"That's good." Father Uris picked up the bottle and poured vodka into the glass:
"Are you sure you want to stay here?"

Rabbit raised his head, his eyes flashed a light that hadn't been seen for a long time: "Of course."

"I've been looking for her for 15 years, and I can't run away when she finds her."

"She always felt that I regarded her as a tool person, that I blamed her for her mother's death, and would rather betray her family for that bastard."

The rabbit clasped his knees tightly with both hands: "A dog has been raised for two years, and it knows how to bite people for you."

"I have raised her for 20 years, and all she gave me in return was betrayal. I want to see if her wings have really grown hard."

Yuris nodded, took the wine glass, went to the bed and sat down.

The room fell silent again.

Seeing Hood, they packed up all the equipment and stood up with the luggage bag.

Jia Bo stopped typing on the keyboard and pursed his lips:
"Promise me, kill that mother Fake, and don't leave any troubles behind."

Carly showed a slight smile and led the way out of the room.

(End of this chapter)