My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 496 Personal belongings
Near the chapel where the battle started today, in a remote street, a woman wearing a hoodie walked slowly.

She came to a black Ford F150 and stopped.

With no one around, she removed the gadget from her body.

"Dudu."

After the pickup rang a few times, it stopped beeping.

Soon, the engine vibrated.

Sitting in the driver's seat was clearly Zheng Lailai.

According to the plan, Zheng Lailai arrived at the assembly point first, stole the vehicle, and waited for others to come.

This is her forte, and she quickly found the right vehicle.

After igniting the car, she tapped the steering wheel anxiously and looked around.

You must be quick now, their trackers are all lost in a hidden place, and now it seems that these people have just experienced a battle and are taking a post-war rest.

If it takes a long time, if there are other parameter players looking for it, but no one is seen, it will be a big trouble.

After a while, a tall man walked slowly.

He was wearing a tracksuit, a peaked cap on his head, and a wretched look when he walked, making people feel like a drug addict or a thief at first glance.

The man quickly noticed the anomaly, and he moved towards the pickup truck.

Walking to the car window, my waist straightened instantly, and my whole body exuded an astonishing sense of oppression

When he saw the person who appeared, Zheng Lailai stopped tapping the steering wheel with his fingers, and his face became stiff.

"Oh!"

The door closed, Harlow moved his body to the back of the driver's seat and sat down.

The car was silent, and Zheng Lailai even slowed down his breathing.

A street lamp not far away was hit by a few light-seeking flying insects, and she seemed to be able to hear the faint sound of the collision.

"one more time!"

Zheng Lailai's thirsty voice sounded: "I'm very sorry."

After a few seconds of silence, Harlow said in a muffled voice, "I just let you go, I didn't forgive you!"

"This sin, you can never wash away."

"Until I'm not provoked, you'd better not talk to me again."

"I know you hate me."

Zheng Lailai's voice was hoarse: "I can't bring things back to the original track, I can only do my best to help you."

"It doesn't make up for anything, I know that."

"I just wanted to tell you that I'm sorry!"

Harlow didn't respond, and the car became quiet again.

Soon, Jia Bo, who had changed into another suit, also came over.

A big old black and a young girl, he took a look inside the car and decisively chose the co-pilot.

He is not familiar with these two people, and according to his personality, there will not be much communication.

Zheng Lailai let out a breath, and the suffocating silence continued in the car.

Finally, Ethan's figure appeared.

On his back was a long, large package.

Go to the pickup and open the door.

Pressing the hat, he took off the bag, bent down and got into the car.

Finally, someone who can connect everyone together came, and the atmosphere inside became much more relaxed.

"Let's go!"

Jia Bo pointed Zheng Lailai in a direction, and then both sun visors were removed to avoid possible exposure.

As the vehicle moved slowly, Harlow adjusted his sitting posture:
"Okay, is there anything I should know now?"

He is not very satisfied with this situation, too passive.

Just now, it was Zheng Lailai who took the initiative to cut his belly and took off the locator without exploding. Only then did he believe that Ethan really has the ability to jump out of this game and find the organizer.

"Show him."

Ethan patted Jaber on the shoulder without saying his name.

"Don't touch!"

Jia Bo held up the notebook on his lap, and since he got in the car, he has been monitoring the situation on the other side.

If there is any abnormality, it must be grasped as soon as possible.

With the switching of one screen after another, what Ethan said was confirmed.

Every move of the organizers is under their eyes.

"Okay!" Seeing the host appearing on the screen, Harlow was expressionless.

Thinking of the emergency communication he received just now, he clenched his fists. This damned snake even said that he owed him a favor.

"May I ask a question first?"

Jia Bo closed his notebook: "I roughly counted just now. There are more than 30 guards with guns inside and outside the house."

"Most of them have long dicks, how about you?"

He had only some electronic equipment on his body, and hurried over without any weapons.

Zheng Lailai held the steering wheel with one hand and pulled out the gun from his body.

After a while, three pistols and several spare magazines were placed on the middle cup holder.

There is no need to take out cold weapons, and no one else can use that thing.

Those who participated in the competition chose different weapons.

Everyone has a style of doing things, and the equipment carried by each of their killers is mainly based on their abilities.

Of course, it can't be too exaggerated, and there are certain restrictions.

Harlow unzipped the tracksuit, revealing the M500 revolver inside: "I only have this old buddy."

"Don't tell me that there are only pistols!" Jaber turned his head and looked at Ethan:

"In that case, I won't follow all of you motherfuck to die."

"Shh!"

Ethan pulled away the long package on his lap, and took out an AR-15: "Do you like this?"

"love it!"

Jia Bo didn't expect that there would be such heavy firepower.

He carefully put the computer by his feet, quickly took the gun and two magazines, and looked at them in his hands.

The car lights on the side of the road flashed one by one, and the dim light hit the dark gun body.

Top notch condition, brand new.

Ethan picked up two Uzi submachine guns and weighed them in his hands:
"Who wants this?"

"Give it to me!" Zheng Lailai looked in the rearview mirror and said hastily.

This kind of compact submachine gun is the most suitable for me.

When Ethan picked up a quaint Beretta double-barreled shotgun, Harlow licked his thick lips as he looked at the beautifully shaped barrel.

Before he could speak, Ethan handed over the double-barreled shotgun and a box of shotguns.

When Ethan took out six grenades from his body, Jabo couldn't hold back anymore:

"Come on, tell me."

"What the hell are you doing here, you motherfucker?"

Not only him, but the corners of the other two's eyes twitched. What the hell is here, who is the killer.

"On vacation!" Ethan took out an AR-15 from inside, and stuffed a few magazines into his body:
"I originally planned to go to the Chestnut Mountain Ski Resort, but this happened."

"I'm curious, do you usually take these things with you on vacation?" Zheng Lailai weighed the Uzi submachine gun in his hand, and suddenly felt a toothache.

She looked at everyone's hands, assault rifles, submachine guns, pistols, shotguns, all alive.

I am very clear that this guy got involved by accident.

In other words, these firearms were really his carry-on items.

"What's so strange!"

Ethan pulled the bolt and said nonchalantly:
"You have suffered a few times, and you will know."

Thinking of what he experienced in California, Jaber stretched his fist back without saying anything.

The two clenched fists and smiled at each other.

Harlow glanced at the package, it was obvious that there were quite a few guys inside.

He shook his head, pouted down the barrel, and checked the gun.

Others said that he was an extremely dangerous person, but he would not go out with such a bunch of things at any time.

The clicking sound kept going, and several people in the car were nervously preparing for the battle.

They are all veterans, so they don't need any words of encouragement.

Under Zheng Lailai's driving, the wheels spun quickly.

The Ford F150 quickly leaves town and crashes headlong into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)