Out of respect for the arts, Ethan decided to let them go.

Hearing that the police in front of him let them go, the ponytail man instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

Now is the pioneering period of their careers, and every dollar counts to them.

"Thank you, officer."

The blonde girl with two ponytails also stepped forward happily at this time and hugged him.

Ethan wanted to refuse, but in order to show the harmonious relationship between the police and the people in the United States, he had to open his arms and accept her hug.

Looking at the distant Toyota van, Ethan reminisced about the elasticity, and still held a disc in his hand, which was their work, a gift from the ponytail man to express his gratitude.

He smiled with the disc, turned to get into the car and continued his patrol.

At night, the Banshee Town Police Station.

Ethan and Siobhan were on night duty at the police station tonight, and with nothing to do, Ethan picked up a blank piece of paper and drew backgammon with her.

After losing three in a row, Siobhan has begun to gnash his teeth.

Ethan took advantage of the victory to chase after him, and was about to win the fourth game when the landline next to him rang.

"Hello, Banshee Town Police Department."

Siobhan instantly threw the paper into the trash and quickly picked up the phone.

Ethan reluctantly threw the pen back in his hand and stood up.

"Okay, got it, we'll go over right away." Siobhan hung up the receiver back.

Ethan had already put on his coat and buckled his duty belt to his waist.

When the duty belt is at the police station, they usually take it off, and there are so many things on the belt, it is not a small burden to wear it for a day.

Siobhan picked up his duty belt and said to Ethan, "I received a call and someone heard an argument at the neighbor's house. ”

Ethan nodded, and the two of them walked together towards the outside of the police station.

This is the most common thing they encounter when they are working, traffic violations, noise disturbances, and neighborhood conflicts.

A few minutes later, the police car arrived at a neighborhood.

Siobhan slowed down, and Ethan lowered the window to look outside.

At this time, there was silence outside the community, and no arguments were heard.

Could it be that someone reported a false case, he looked around suspiciously.

"Bang."

A crisp gunshot rang out from a short distance ahead, breaking the silence of the night.

Immediately after that, a scream sounded, and Ethan hurriedly reached out to turn on the police lights and siren.

Siobhan also slammed on the accelerator, and the Chevrolet SUV quickly drove forward.

"Shet, there's a strip."

"Run."

Panicked shouts were heard, footsteps rang out.

The car drove forward quickly for dozens of meters, and Ethan saw a man clutching his thighs and screaming in front of the garage of a house.

Inside, three men in hoodies were speeding toward the backyard.

Seeing this, Siobhan hurriedly grabbed the phone.

"Emmett, fire, fire, fire."

"There are people injured at the scene, coming for support, and an ambulance is needed."

As soon as the Chevrolet SUV stopped, Ethan pulled out Glock and quickly chased after the fleeing people with his legs open.

"You go and see the injured man."

Siobhan stopped and ran to the garage.

A long-haired, black-haired Native Indian man fell to the ground, clutching his thighs with both hands.

Looking at the blood flowing on the ground, Siobhan quickly pulled the tourniquet from his belt.

"Sir, are you alright?"

"What do you think?" The aboriginal was sweating profusely and said through gritted teeth.

"Bear with me, I've already called an ambulance."

Siobhan pulled the tourniquet tight, and heard a whimper next to him.

She jerked her head up into the garage to see a white woman and a little girl tied up in the garage.

Their mouths were taped shut, and tears were pouring down their eyes.

She hurried over, scrambling to untie the rope and looking worriedly in the direction Ethan was chasing.

Ethan was running through the backyard, his boots hitting the lawn with a dull sound.

"Stop, or I'll shoot."

Of the three people who had fled in front, two had already run over the wooden fence to the backyard of another house.

The man who fell behind was riding on the wooden fence.

He heard a shout from behind him and quickly turned around and raised his arms at the same time.

Seeing this, Ethan took the lead in shooting.

"Bang."

The bullet burrowed into the eye socket, and blood splashed out.

The hooded man on the wooden fence shook his body and fell to the lawn.

Ethan didn't stop, and ran quickly to the wooden fence, and with a strong arm, he quickly climbed over it.

At this time, there was a scream from the front.

He picked up his pistol and made his way along the lawn.

Next to the pool, a woman in a black bikini is held hostage in front of a hooded man.

Ethan's pupils constricted, and the woman who was kidnapped was none other than Kate Moody.

Her mouth was covered, and her eyes looked at Ethan in horror.

A swarthy pistol was held to her chin, and the man standing behind her shouted.

"Don't come here."

He hurriedly stopped, and the distance between the two sides was more than ten meters.

Ethan calmly slowed his breathing, and at the same time raised his pistol and shouted:

"Let her go, or I'll shoot."

"Fakyu, dead strip." The man who had kidnapped Kate emerged from behind Katie, revealing a hideous face.

He waved the gun in his hand and shouted with a splash of saliva:

"Put down the gun, or I'll kill this Bichi."

"Bang"

Ethan could easily hit even a small bottle of cans at this distance, not to mention the huge brain, and he was waiting for the man's muzzle to move from Kate's chin.

The moment the gunshot rang out, the head of the man standing behind Kate jerked, and his eyes instantly lost their brilliance.

At this moment, two dog barks came from the house behind Kate, and a crazy biting sound sounded.

"Ahh

Screams rang out, and cursing came "Bastard thing, loosen up." ”

"Bang bang."

"Baby." Kate's face changed dramatically, she shouted, picked up the gun that had fallen on the ground, and rushed towards the house.

"Don't."

Ethan shouted to stop and hurriedly followed.

Kate ignored it, pushed open the back door and rushed into the house, followed by a series of gunshots like firecrackers.

"Shet."

Ethan cursed, walked quickly over the pool, and kicked open the back door.

By this time, the movement in the room had stopped.

A white man slumped on the edge of a cupboard with starless eyes, blood smeared on his chest.

Between his legs was a German blackback with his head blown off.

Kate was also leaning on the stairs at this time, choking on blood in her mouth, and under her chest, she also shot a few times, and the flesh was blurred.

She struggled to lift the gun, a small pistol that was so heavy at this moment.

After exerting all her strength, she reluctantly aimed her pistol at the white man again.

"Fakyu, you dare to kill my dog."

"Bang."

With the last of her strength, Kate pulled the trigger, and the bullet flew out and hit the white man on the head.

She also lowered her arms, and her head fell limply to the other side, completely lifeless.

Ethan scratched his head and reluctantly thrust Glock back into his holster.

(End of chapter)