After being stunned for a moment, Ethan quickly half-squatted up.

Huge suitcases were neatly arranged next to this transmitter, and there were roughly a dozen of them.

Next to the suitcase, there are many duffel bags, stacked on top of each other.

He swallowed, and a green glow appeared in his eyes, although he couldn't kill the Inquisitor for the time being, it would be nice to charge a little interest first.

These little cuties are hard to earn.

It should be taken, it should be taken.

The body catapulted forward, and quickly touched the suitcase.

One.

Two.

The gray-black suitcase quickly disappeared into thin air.

When he touched the seventh, Ethan's hand stopped, and his excited expression stiffened.

I tried two more times, but it still didn't work.

He just wanted to clean up the guns and debris in the space, but after thinking about it, he decided to give up and forcibly held down his thoughts.

That's pretty much it, greed can't be too much.

Even if you put two or three more on him, you still can't take all the money here.

This income is also rich enough.

Coupled with the one just now, I packed seven suitcases into it, this wave can at least double my net worth, if it is not all small bills of one or five yuan, only a simple conversion of volume, to say the least, there are more than 30 million.

Thinking of this, Ethan was so happy that he raised his big teeth, flipped through a suitcase casually, and sat on it happily.

As for the judges, there will always be opportunities later.

Perhaps, the shot just now could send him away directly.

A minute later, Jill rushed to the rooftop with the AR15 and searched the traces of the battle along the way.

The corpses on the road could no longer move her.

I've seen enough of these things tonight.

Stepping on the bullet casing, he walked towards the end.

"Be careful."

Not far away, a little scarlet lit up.

Several bodies lay on the ground, and Ethan sat on the suitcase next to him, smoking a cigarette comfortably.

He waved his hand and motioned for Jill to crouch down: "Watch out for bullets flying over." ”

"This thing."

Before she could ask, Ethan shook his head and pointed to the transmitter next to him: "Although I was shot, unfortunately, the Inquisitor used this thing to slide to a building not far away. ”

"Whether it's dead or alive, there's no way to confirm."

He took off his helmet and threw it aside, scratching his scalp: "If I were you, disarm the signal first, and then notify Phillips and ask him to send people to launch a city-wide wanted list." ”

After a period of mental construction, Ethan has controlled his excitement.

He spread his hands and shrugged:

"I'm sorry to let him escape, but I've done my best."

Needless to say, Jill also knew that he did his best, and with the ability of one person, it was not easy to do this.

After getting rid of the last black suit just now, she cautiously touched it, and there were corpses everywhere along the way, and she didn't know how he managed to do this.

"You're hurt?"

Jill hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Ethan's arm and asked.

There was a gap five or six centimeters long on it, and blood was still slowly oozing outward.

"It doesn't matter."

Ethan furrowed his eyebrows and looked at the wound.

This is the mark left by the bullet, and he is lucky, if it is a little more off, it will hit the bone directly.

"Let's go restore the signal."

Jill hurriedly stepped back: "An ambulance needs to be arranged for you." ”

"Let's go!" Seeing that he was motionless, Jill asked puzzledly, "What are you still doing here?" ”

"Bump."

Ethan flipped over another suitcase, pulled the zipper open, and lifted the lid.

"Shet."

Seeing the green bills stuffed inside, Jill gasped and watched this touching scene.

Of these, there are millions to say the least.

She looked stiffly at the side, also with seven or eight suitcases, and then recalled that on the way over, next to the air-conditioner, there were two or three suitcases and travel bags.

Swallowing hard, Jill became excited.

Although the Inquisitor was not captured or killed, it was a great capture and a great credit.

"When I came, they had already shipped some."

Ethan stepped on the cigarette butt and kicked the travel bag: "Including the flour here, people need to watch, you stay, I'll go down and turn off the signal interference." ”

"You're hurt."

Jill shook his head quickly, "You stay." ”

"Listen to me." Ethan waved his hand and said forcefully: "It's not safe down there, I don't want you to get hurt at the last moment, of course, these things need you to watch, I don't want to cause trouble, understand?" ”

Although it was also a few tens of millions, Ethan believed that it would not cause trouble for Jill.

These things will be transferred in full view of everyone when the time comes.

Besides, they didn't know that there would be so many seizures here, and those who knew the situation were either dead or on the run, and no one would care about this issue.

Even if the judge's people see the news and call anonymously to report it.

But it will only be a joke, and it is a very easy thing to make tens of thousands of dollars disappear, and let seven suitcases disappear mysteriously, no one will believe this kind of thing.

"I see, be careful."

Jill nodded and said with concern: "Wipe your chest and let the three letters of the FBI shine out, you are too scary now." ”

"When I came up, I heard someone downstairs breaking down the door."

"The way you look, don't cause misunderstanding among those SWATs."

Ethan lowered his head and smiled.

Forcefully wiping off a layer of plasma, the words FBI, finally emerged.

New York, three o'clock in the morning.

Outside the No. 18 apartment building, it was lit up with a sea of red and blue lights.

Patrol cars, ambulances, armored vehicles, and Chevrolet Saab classes surrounded the place.

In a few nearby neighborhoods, all gang members disappeared.

There are smart people who have fled directly from New York.

One after another, corpses covered in white cloth were lifted out of the middle of the iron plates that had been torn open in a huge hole.

On the street, a large area is densely spread.

The rioters, dressed in various costumes, were escorted out in a line by heavily armed special police, and the bomb disposal experts behind them were waiting for the building to be emptied.

The busy staff from time to time turned their horrified eyes to a corner next to them.

This kind of thing has never happened to them.

In the corner, three ambulances were parked, and several people with blood stains gathered together.

"Thank you."

Phillips lay on the stretcher bed and said with a calm face: "Damn, I thought it had been a year, but I didn't expect to survive." ”

"Don't take it personally, we're old friends, aren't we?"

Ethan slammed his fist and said with a smile, "You can recover from your injuries." ”

Phillips couldn't laugh at all now, not only Zaki, but the female agent who was left alone was also brutally murdered, and the heads of both people were cut off by those people to be rewarded.

Despite the large number of seizures, this kind of thing is a slap in the face to the FBI.

(End of chapter)