My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 306 Are you still human?

Under Ethan's command, Craig walked to the wooden door.

He took a deep breath, reached out to grab the doorknob, and turned it gently. Their luck was very good, and there was no lock here either.

Just as Craig pushed open a crack in the door, a red light flickered above the corridor.

As the lights flickered, the piercing alarm sounded suddenly.

"I saw movement on the fourth floor, hurry up."

Jaber's voice continued to sound, and he enjoyed this feeling very much. With the help of the monitor, he seemed to have become a god.

Every move of those people in the corridor was under his surveillance.

"Boom."

Hearing this, Ethan kicked the door and strode in.

This is the place where the flour is packed, and five or six people inside are busy working. When they heard the alarm sound, everyone stopped their work.

Those who responded quickly ran to the side immediately, and there were a dozen AK47s on the table beside them.

Before he reached the table, the door was kicked open.

"Da da da."

Ethan broke into the room, his finger on the trigger quickly, and the gun spewed out a cloud of flames.

As the muzzle of his gun moved, clouds of blood mist erupted in the room.

"It's done."

He replied calmly, turned around and walked out of the room, leaving only the corpses of the Mexican gangsters on the ground.

Buzz glanced at the still unfired shotgun, his eyes twitching.

At this time, Craig's footsteps stopped. He looked at the flour lumps piled up on the table inside, and he seemed to sink into it.

"Craig, wake up."

Jia Bo observed his actions at the right time and hurriedly shouted.

The shout also startled Ethan and Buzz. When they turned around, they found that Craig was still standing in the direction of the door, four or five meters away from them.

Craig soon came to his senses and hurried towards them.

Buzz slapped Craig on the head and cursed, "Shet, don't you know what to do now?"

Craig quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I just haven't touched it for two days."

On the fourth floor, in a luxurious office.

Gu Chen dropped the good Cuban cigar to the ground, and the scar on his face turned bright red. Anyone familiar with him knows that this is his expression when he is extremely angry.

He didn't know that he had been invaded until he received a call from his subordinates, but on the monitoring wall next to him, everything was as usual.

All of this is very wrong, and those who came to seek revenge must not be ordinary people.

It's just that there are too many enemies, and he doesn't know who they are.

But this is his place, Gu Chen is not afraid of anyone.

He picked up a dagger, picked a little bit of flour on the table, put the tip of the knife to his nose, and sucked it hard, instantly rejuvenated.

"boom."

He nailed the dagger heavily to the table, spattering a few drops of blood.

Gu Chen's eyes were crazy, he grabbed the hip-wrapping skirt in front of him, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and roared angrily at the same time: "Leave two people behind, you and you will take someone to see what happened."

"Got it, boss."

Of the four subordinates sitting on the sofa beside him, two of them stood up quickly, showed the submachine guns hanging on their bodies, and strode outside.

The other two people also put their guns on the table, and one got up and pressed the red button on the side.

The piercing sirens immediately echoed in the room, and the red lights flickered.

The girl lying on the table didn't dare to say a word.

Her body shook violently, her eyes looked at the dagger stuck in her palm in pain.

Gu Chen continued to move on his waist, and at the same time took the wooden box placed next to him, and lifted the top cover. Inside lay a handful of golden Colt M1911 quietly.

He grabbed the pistol, his eyes flashing fiercely.

"One minute, guys."

Jia Bo's voice sounded at the right time: "Two people walked out of Gu Chen's office on the fourth floor, holding submachine guns."

"Those two people are knocking on the door, be careful."

"Okay, keep up with the latest situation." Ethan replied to Jaber while shaking his head at Buzz.

Now is not the time to swear, there are still a group of gunmen up there.

They went back the same way, the other rooms, according to the observation during this period, no one came in and out, it should be a place where sundries are piled up.

Here on the third floor, the most important thing is the flour packing room just now, and the monitoring room at the beginning.

Another voice came from the headset:

"Four people are going downstairs, charging with AKs and Uzis in their hands, be careful, you will encounter them soon."

Ethan waved his hand quickly, motioning for the two people behind to disperse.

In the case of monitoring, it is almost the same as cheating. You can clearly see every move of the other party, and the difficulty decreases linearly.

Even though Gu Chen's people were careful and careful, with the help of the carpet, there was no sound of footsteps.

But their cautious movements, under Jia Bo's eyes, seemed to be performing a lame drama, and he also broadcast each other's every move in real time.

Buzz held the shotgun in his hand firmly, aiming the muzzle in the direction of the stairs.

Now, he just thinks that the money was well spent. The original hell-level difficulty has now become like playing a game.

At the top of the stairs, two Mexican gangsters walked down shyly.

When one of them saw the three muzzles pointing at him, his crotch was wet.

"Boom."

Buzz pulled the trigger, the shotgun burst into flames, and the man was shot into the wall.

Ethan had already adjusted the Uzi submachine gun to fully automatic mode, he rushed out immediately, pulled the trigger, and the bullets in the magazine were emptied at full speed within a second.

Craig also strode forward, the submachine gun in his hand firing continuously.

Suddenly, violent gunshots echoed throughout the building.

Lan Ma put her head out of the car window, the stairwell was right above, the movement was particularly obvious, the gunfire sounded like fried beans, and the gunfire flickered on the window.

There were no people on the street here. Hearing the violent gunshots, the only few people wished their parents would give them two more legs and ran away quickly.

The gunshots came fiercely, and they retreated in a hurry.

In just two or three seconds, the movement stopped.

On the stairs leading to the fourth floor, four corpses had fallen, and several people were beaten like a hornet's nest.

Ethan puts down the Uzi and draws the Glock.

Seeing the opportunity in the surveillance, Jia Bo said hastily, "There are two people in the aisle above. They are startled by your movements and are arguing. Hurry up."

Ethan immediately spread his legs and flew up.

In just two or three strokes, like a flexible ape, the figure quickly disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

"Shet."

Craig was frightened by his powerful explosive power, and while running up, he cursed in a low voice: "Is this guy still human?"

Ethan rushed up the stairs, kicked hard, and flew out.

"Bang bang."

When the whole person was still suspended in mid-air, the Glock in his hand had already sprayed out gunfire, and the two bullet heads spun out at high speed.

(End of this chapter)