This move also caught the people guarding outside by surprise, and the few people who dared to take the lead were all shot and killed under the heavy fire.

The red brick factory quickly became quiet, and only the chaotic footsteps of the four of them could be heard.

Ethan did not let his guard down, and took the lead and ran quickly outside the gate, and under Jaber's command, several people all jumped into the ditch next to the road.

Jaber took out his mobile phone, and his eyes under the hood narrowed with laughter:

"Bang."

"Mommy Fake."

As the voice fell, he pressed the virtual button on the screen.

The three men in charge of the guard bent their legs and bent down.

After a while, there was no sound.

"Waterfa?"

Ethan straightened up, seeing only the light of his own fire in the distance.

Jia Bo poked the phone screen a few times in confusion: "No, it's obviously set." ”

Candy was out of breath after a busy work: "Now it seems that it is still the fuse insurance, right?" ”

"Fuck off."

Jabber wanted to climb up the ditch, but was grabbed back by Ethan: "Crazy you, it's already excited, just leave it alone, let's go." ”

"Bang."

There was a loud bang, and the flames soared into the sky.

The explosion made Ethan's scalp tingle, and he quickly knocked Jaber to the ground.

The next moment, there was a crackling sound all around, and the broken bricks that had been blown up fell everywhere.

They were forty or fifty meters away from the factory in a straight line, but they didn't expect that they were still in the range of the explosion, and when they heard the thud of heavy objects falling on the ground, Ethan was desperately protecting his head.

Fortunately, they had the foresight and hid in a ditch on the side of the road.

"Has anyone been hurt?"

When the movement died down, Hood got up and shouted.

Candy plucked her ears through the hood and looked forward, "Shet, I thought our plan was to blow up Procot's den, not to make a hole in the earth. ”

The factory building just now was basically blown up, and the flames flew high and the smoke billowed out.

Jabber looked at his masterpiece and laughed: "I have to admit that it's really cool to do this kind of thing." ”

Candy is still plucking her ears: "What did you say?" I can't hear very clearly. ”

"Let's go." Ethan patted the dust off his body.

After making sure that no one was injured, they fled the scene despite the fact that the fire was getting worse.

Changed into a Dodge Challenger at Davis's Bar, and as soon as he got home, Alma's phone called: "Ethan, did you sleep?" ”

Ethan knowingly asked, "I'm in the shower, what's the matter?" ”

"I have received a report that there has been an explosion at the red brick factory in Haveshaw and that there is a fire at the scene, and I have informed the sheriff."

"Okay, I'll be over in a moment."

He hung up and put his phone aside.

Ethan did not lie to Alma, hurriedly washed off the smell of gunpowder on his body, changed into his uniform, and drove to the red brick factory in the Victorian crown.

When I came here, the fire was still burning.

Two police cars were parked in front of the red brick factory, flashing red and blue.

After Ethan stopped the car, Siobhan and Emmett carefully walked out of it with their weapons in hand.

They were relieved to see that it was Ethan.

"Emmett and I went in and looked around, guns, corpses, bullet casings, flames, as you could see." Siobhan put the pistol away.

Everyone in their police station knew who this was, and Ethan deliberately pretended to be stupid and asked:

"Who did Proctor offend?"

"Who knows."

Emmett put the pistol back in its holster: "The people inside are all dead. ”

"The more people like this die, the better." Siobhan walked over to the police car, leaned against the car and continued:

"Alma has notified the fire brigade and the ambulance and is waiting for them to deal with it first."

If a civilian's house is burned, if you meet someone who is enthusiastic, you may find a way to help put out the fire, and this kind of place is good to look at, and it is not my job in the first place.

Ethan took out his cigarette and handed it out, flipped his palm, and took out a lighter from the space.

The three of them leaned into the police car, smoking cigarettes comfortably, and their faces were red from the firelight.

When it was dark, the fire at the scene was finally extinguished by firefighters, and all the bodies that could be found were collected and removed.

After investigation by the town and county police, Hood and the county sheriff unanimously concluded that it was an act of vendetta between drug dealers.

There was not a single living mouth at the scene, and the flames consumed all the evidence, not even a single person to report the crime.

At the suggestion of the county sheriff, Hood readily agreed to keep the case down, and no one wanted to come to a bunch of federal departments to dictate their work.

Anyway, it's either gang members or drug dealers who die, and law enforcement officers don't care if they fight, as long as they don't involve ordinary people, the more they die, the better.

Ethan packed up his things and left the scene.

A few hundred meters ahead, I saw a Mercedes-Benz car parked next to the river embankment, and in front of the car stood a white woman with long flowing hair, looking at the scene of the explosion.

He immediately turned the steering wheel and drove the police car over.

People who were watching the scene of the explosion noticed the police car coming towards her and hurriedly walked down the embankment.

Ethan pulled the police car behind the Mercedes and pushed the door.

He glanced at the brand-new vehicle, then grabbed his belt and walked down the embankment.

Ethan coughed: "First of all, no one will come out fishing in a Chanel dress." ”

"Secondly, you are playing Lua, can you hang the fake bait first."

The white woman standing next to the creek glanced at the fishing rod in her hand and turned the fishing wheel with a smile: "I won't use it either, this is taken out of the utility room." ”

Ethan took two steps closer and said loudly, "Long time no see, Rebecca." ”

It had indeed been a long time since they had seen each other, and the two had not had much contact since rescuing her brother Solomon.

Rebecca tossed the rod aside, brushed her hair, and asked, "Can you tell me what's going on over there?" ”

"Corpses, guns, explosions, there's nothing to say, why are you asking about this?"

"You know I can't tell."

"Is it your uncle's place?"

Rebecca kept silent, fiddling with her fishing rod at her feet.

This is no longer the amish girl who was playful and curious about the flowery world outside.

Ethan shook his head: "I'm sorry, there are some things you know I can't say. ”

Rebecca looked at him for a moment, her eyes reddening slightly, "You haven't contacted me for a long time." ”

"You'd better go back."

Ethan lowered his arms crossed around his waist: "It's cold in the morning, don't catch a cold." ”

Rebecca nodded silently and walked up the embankment.

The river breeze blew her long hair up, and Rebecca stopped and looked back at Ethan, "Anyway, I don't have many friends, and you're one of them." ”

Ethan lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "Anyway, you're my friend too." ”

A big smile bloomed on Rebecca's face at what he said, and she nodded heavily before pulling the door and getting into the car.

Looking at the departing Mercedes, Ethan sighed.

Rebecca chose to do his career with Procott, destined for her and herself to go further and further.

Ethan smoked silently and stomped the lure rod on the ground with one kick.

Thank you for the reward, thank you

(End of chapter)