Leaving the office, Ethan paused and continued walking.

Rebecca's changes are not insignificant.

In other words, a few months ago, she would not have refused such a request, nor would she test herself with a knife when she was happy.

I don't know what she has experienced in the past few months.

There are also several more scars on his body.

However, she chose this path, and she persuaded herself, and it was up to Rebecca to think clearly.

The obsession that Procott brought to her made her run wild along this wrong path.

I don't know how she will end up in the end.

The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated just now and was hung up by himself.

After walking through the locker room, letting go of the coolly dressed strippers and avoiding the location of the camera in his memory, he pulled out his phone again.

Above is a missed call from Jaber, along with a text message:

"Don't tell me, this is a goddamn federal agent!"

"It's not." Ethan quickly replied, "Help me monitor the messages sent and received by this number, as well as phone calls." ”

"I need to find someone named Hector, is that okay?"

"Okay."

Jaber sent a photograph of him wearing a colorful dress, with an angry expression under his glamorous makeup, and the main thing was the raised middle finger.

"Got it, I'll pay you another party if I have a chance."

Ethan smiled and continued to reply, "Keep an eye on it, that mom provoked Fark to shoot me." ”

"No problem, leave it to me." Jabber's messages came one after another: "Why don't you kill your Fak!" ”

", feel free to contact me if you find anything."

Ethan put away his phone, thought about it, and continued to walk outside.

With what she just said, Rebecca would definitely not be able to help but contact Hector, as long as she did, she would be tracked down by Jaber, which was also one of the purposes of exchanging phone numbers.

I just don't know when she'll get in touch.

That time, it shouldn't be long.

Although digging a hole for Rebecca in this way is a bit of a mistake, Ethan has no choice but to do it now.

If you hadn't done that, you wouldn't have been able to find Hector.

Outside the performance hall, Russec and Atwater were both sitting in their same positions, and they didn't call for lap dance, but stared closely at the place where Ethan had disappeared just now.

It's been almost an hour since they've been in, and they can't help but feel nervous.

Rusek even made up his mind that he wouldn't see Ethan come out in another five minutes, so he managed to break into the back to see what was going on.

The figure in front of them flickered, and the two of them suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How?"

As soon as he got closer, Atwater asked impatiently.

"Let's talk about it later."

Ethan looked at the top of the pallet, where there were thousands of dollars left.

grabbed it and threw it hard, the green banknote storm was more violent than before, this is the real banknote rain.

Under the attention of the audience, he strode outside with the flying dollar bills in the sky.

The strippers and service staff at the scene rushed forward frantically, greedily grabbing everything they could see.

"Whew."

Rusek looked at the scene around him and exhaled.

In his opinion, this is simply crazy, and he does not spend money as money at all.

Just now a tip is two or three hundred, and there are very few crazy things like this in Chicago, otherwise how could those bunny girls take the initiative to their hips, beg for a slap, and now throw away thousands of dollars.

This kind of behavior is so enviable.

In fact, Ethan is not the owner who does not treat money as money, mainly because he feels that he is angry.

Rebecca was now like this, which made him feel very unhappy in his heart, and now he saw a group of people rushing over to grab what he had discarded, and he was faintly relieved.

It doesn't matter if it's a bad taste or something, you just need to spend money to buy fun.

"Mr. Morgan."

A business girl walked up quickly and stopped him.

The snow-white rabbit was against a tray, and on top of the tray, three stacks of Franklin were pressed.

"Ms. Bowman asked me to give you the money." The business-dressed girl had a smile on her face: "She said that Mr. Morgan's consumption is all paid by the store." ”

"No need." Ethan tugged at the corners of his mouth, bit his cigarette and said, "Tell her that this money is a small amount to me." ”

With a wave of his head, he continued to walk outside.

The night wind was cold, and after a few deep breaths, my brain was clear.

"I'll send you back first." The two guys were staring at him, and Ethan shook his head, "She doesn't want to tell me Hector's whereabouts. ”

As soon as Rusek showed a disappointed expression, he continued:

"But I've thought of other ways, and if I'm lucky, it won't be long before I hear from Hector."

"Great."

Atwater clenched his fist excitedly.

Although he couldn't directly ask about Hector's whereabouts, as long as he could find someone eventually.

As for what method was used, they didn't want to ask.

If asked, Ethan won't say.

The three of them walked to the parking place together, and Russec and Atwater were still in high spirits, excitedly discussing which girl had a better figure just now.

"Bang."

A muffled sound came from afar.

The three men turned their heads almost simultaneously and looked in the direction of the sound, a sound that was familiar to them, an explosion.

In the distance, it's just night.

The sound is a bit muffled, and the distance should be relatively far.

"Let's go." After standing for a moment, Ethan blinked and turned to get into the car.

No matter what happened, it wasn't their turn, and Russec realized that this wasn't Chicago and pulled the car door.

Ethan stepped on the gas pedal and drove slowly home.

The phone had not moved, which made him a little strange, according to the normal situation, Rebecca should have changed hands and called Hector.

Unexpectedly, she could bear it so much.

"Boom."

The engine sounded, and a flash of light quickly approached from behind.

"Huh~"

A handsome motorcycle, whizzing past the Range Rover.

The rider on the motorcycle, dressed in a black leather suit, flashed his tail lights a few times and quickly disappeared at the end of the road.

Look in the direction you are heading, and it is exactly where the explosion sounds.

"Nora!"

Seeing the number of the motorcycle, Ethan immediately reacted to who was driving.

He slammed on the accelerator and the Land Rover let out a roar to pick up speed and chase the bike where it had left off.

The sudden acceleration made the other two people shake for a moment and hurriedly grabbed the handrail.

"What's wrong?" Rusek hurriedly asked.

"If you see an acquaintance, be careful." Ethan firmly grabbed the steering wheel and said in a deep voice: "Let's go to the place where the explosion happened just now and take a look, I don't know what happened, don't shoot casually." ”

"Yes."

Atwater in the back nodded quickly.

At this time, the rearview mirror came with red and blue light again.

A police car sped up from behind.

When there is an emergency, the town police will not care about speeding, and the police car has soared to 80 miles.

Ethan had just stepped on the accelerator and was quickly left behind.

"Bang bang."

Not long after driving out, I faintly heard the sound of gunshots.

Everyone was very familiar with this voice, and they hurriedly cheered up.

The gunfire was so loud that it stopped very quickly.

After a while, the sound stopped, and the Land Rover drove rapidly, and soon saw the blue and red lights at the end of the road.

In the other direction, two police cars also drove quickly.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, Ethan hurriedly slowed down the speed of the car, and a shootout had just broken out here, and he drove over in a hurry, only to be shot.

As he approached the scene of the incident, Ethan's eyes narrowed.

An escort truck crashed into a tree on the side of the road, the tailgate of the vehicle was blown open, and a body was lying inside.

On the corpse's body, he wore the security uniform of Chino Moon.

What a guts, who the hell dares to rob me of my money.

Ethan angrily slammed on the brakes, he brought the Range Rover to a halt, slammed the door hard and strode over.

"Hey, don't come here."

Bunker raised Glock warily and shouted.

There was a shootout, and most people ran as far as they could, and they would not take the initiative to come over, and those who dared to come forward would have some purpose.

"It's me."

Ethan's pace didn't slow down, and he continued to walk forward.

"Mr. Morgan?"

Bunker saw the man and lowered his pistol in surprise.

"I'm sorry." He stepped forward quickly and high-fived Ethan: "I'm resting today, but I also know you're back." ”

This guy is always so polite when he speaks.

"Don't talk about that."

Letting go of his hand, Ethan pointed behind him: "These are my two colleagues, I heard an explosion, stop by to see what is going on." ”

Atwater was about to say hello to Bunker when he spotted the tattoo on his neck.

On the dark blue uniform, a swastika symbol was particularly terrifying, making him stop abruptly, because of the color of their skin, they would always maintain a high degree of vigilance against such people.

Including when Emmett first met Bunker, it was the same.

Russec looked at Bunker in amazement, wondering why a white supremacist could be the town's policeman.

Bunker was used to this kind of gaze.

He just smiled and pressed the walkie-talkie to call the ambulance.

No matter what happened, it was over, footsteps sounded, and the motorcycle rider just walked over in leather boots in the light of the car.

Around his waist, a Scorpion submachine gun was hung.

The helmet was removed, and her silky black hair fell down, and Nora shook her head, her hair flying.

Her dress, coupled with the submachine gun on her waist and her beautiful face, made Rusek hold her breath, such a woman is full of aggression, and she looks like a royal sister queen.

"When did you come back?"

Nora grabbed her helmet in one hand and walked quickly over to Ethan.

Her chest was still heaving slightly, and there was a thick smell of gunsmoke on her body.

"It didn't take long to arrive."

Ethan stepped forward and straightened back her messy hair, "What happened?" ”

"Robbery."

Nora didn't dodge in the slightest, and smiled coldly: "I killed two." ”

"They are?"

Her gaze shifted to Russec and Atwater.

"My colleague." Ethan introduced each of them, and then pointed to the side: "This is Nora." ”

"She's mine."

Russec and Atwater interrupted him and said in unison:

"Good Friends !!"

"Clever." Ethan gave a thumbs up: "Wait here, I'll go over and take a look." ”

The two of them were very intrigued and stood still.

If you are not an acquaintance, it is best not to enter the scene of the crime indiscriminately, which will attract disgust.

It's just that both of them are very curious.

Why is this leather-clad girl able to swagger with a submachine gun on her shoulder, and move freely here, while the town police next to her look familiar.

This town makes them more and more curious.

Especially Ethan's good friends, one after another, Rusek scratched his face, only to feel a toothache.

I was in Chicago before, how could I not find out that he was such a person.

Two police cars coming from the other direction stopped one after another, one was the Banshee Town Police Station patrol car, and the other was the Chino Police Station patrol car.

Amy King, Brock, Emmett and others got off one after another.

This place, which belongs to the meeting place of the Banshee Town and the Chino tribe, both sides have jurisdiction, and it is generally resolved through negotiation, and now that the escort car of Chino Moon has been robbed, it is obviously the jurisdiction of the Chino Police Department.

"Please."

As soon as he got out of the car, he saw that Ethan was also on the scene, and Brock helplessly spread his hands.

It's only been a few hours now, and people are starting to die.

"Think about it."

Ethan reluctantly raised his hand and poked his head: "Will I rob my own property?" ”

The reasons are too strong to refute.

Brock also remembered that Ethan had a stake in Chino Moon, not because he had a brain disease, and he really couldn't do such a thing as robbing himself.

However, he still looked at Ethan with resentment, and as soon as this person appeared, something happened immediately.

"Long time no see."

Looking at Amy King's petite body, Ethan also bumped his fist with her, this is a friend who meets in Pingshui, not a good friend.

Not having time to say much to them, Ethan observes the scene of the crime.

In addition to the escort who was killed in the carriage, there were also two people lying crookedly in the cab of the escort car.

On the windshield, bullet holes are dense.

Blood dripped from the crack in the car door, and the people inside had no chance of survival.

In front of the escort car, there was also a car that fell into the ditch.

The body was riddled with bullet holes and the glass was broken.

There were also two people lying inside, and if you guessed correctly, this should be Nora's masterpiece.

"Miss Langcid."

Brock lifted his belt and asked in a deep voice, "Can you tell us about what happened here just now?" ”

"I'm sorry, Sheriff Lotus."

Amy King saw Nora winkling at herself, and hurriedly stood up and looked at Brock: "The one who was attacked was Chino Moon's car, and the jurisdiction of this case belongs to the Chino Police Department, I think you should have no objection, right?" ”

Since she took office, the Banshee Town Police Department and the Chino Police Department have been working together very happily.

Brock hesitated for a moment and waved his hand:

"That's right, it's your business, Emmett and Bunker, let's go back."

Grand Chapter

(End of chapter)