Late at night on the streets of Chicago, a large van is moving smoothly.

There is only one person in the cab, and the driver holds the steering wheel with both hands.

With a duckbill hat and a scruffy beard.

The brim of the hat was pressed so low that it was almost impossible to see the face.

After turning a street corner, he slowly stepped on the brakes, turned around and slapped a few times at the window: "Robbers, it's here." ”

"Huh."

The partition window was pulled open, revealing Ethan's face.

Through this line of sight, I can just see the strip club sign not far ahead, and next to the gate, two security guards are holding walkie-talkies and yawning in boredom.

"Got it."

Ethan replied to Olinsky and closed the window again.

Inside the carriage, all the members of the intelligence team were assembled.

Five pairs of sparkling eyes looked at him in unison, this was the first time they had done this kind of thing, and they were all a little excited and apprehensive.

"Action."

Ethan ripped off his black hood and put on his light gray swimming goggles.

Not only him, but the rest of the people did the same.

Equipment, all on the body.

There was no need to say anything more, Ethan pushed the tailgate of the van open with an AK and jumped down in the lead.

Others followed one after another and got off one after another.

"Bang bang."

Antonio was the last to get out of the car, and after closing the door, he threw two punches at the body.

The van didn't stop any longer, and drove away.

"Spread out."

Ethan waved his arm and gave the order in a hurry.

The six of them were divided into two squads, one left and one right, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

"Oh~~~"

The black suit yawned and took out his cigarette case in boredom: "Mine is broken, do you have a lighter?" ”

"Fakyu."

The mustache next to him looked at the phone and said without raising his head: "Every time I finish my shift with you, my lighter will be gone, you bastard will smoke it into the air." ”

"Please."

The black suit smiled, stepped forward and hugged the mustache: "Isn't it just a disposable lighter!" ”

"No, I see through you."

The mustache flatly refused, looking at the black suit with disdain.

Between the two of them, dense footsteps sounded.

It sounded like there were a lot of people, and they were running up the steps at a fast pace, coming straight for them.

As for it, it's like never coming out to play.

The mustache looked away with disdain and looked at the place where the sound had come from, his throat rolling, and his legs shaking violently like an electric shock.

The muzzle of the black hole is straight to the door of the brain.

"Don't move."

Ethan held up the AK and said in a muffled voice, "Cooperate with each other, don't die." ”

The voice was cold and murderous.

The black suit on the other side was also held to the head by Horstead with a shotgun, but Horstead didn't know what to say as a robber, so he could only hold the gun in embarrassment.

As everyone knows, this appearance is even more terrifying.

A smell of urine suddenly spread.

Atwater reacted quickly, grabbing the cable tie and lunging at the mustache, and Rusek was a step behind, looking at the wet pants of the black suit and scolding in his heart.

But there was no choice but to tie the other party's hands and feet.

After doing these actions quickly, he was so angry that he kicked the other party hard, and then followed the others and rushed inside.

"Tickets are."

The black-haired woman had just finished speaking, and with a slurp, her hands were raised.

Ethanri ignored her and threw herself inside.

Inside the Angel Strip Club, the lights are still as bright as last night, and the swings hanging from the ceiling continue to shake as if they don't know how to stop.

A group of men in black poured out of the passage.

Erin excitedly picked up her shotgun and yelled, "Get down, everyone." ”

"Robbery."

Songs are played, dances are danced.

It was the first time that Erin had done such a thing, and her screams were a little broken.

The sound was not loud and was quickly drowned out in the music.

Seeing that no one was taking care of her, she felt her face turn red and scratched her head in embarrassment, despite wearing a hood.

Depend on.

Ethan scolded secretly, these people.

When I was doing the right thing, I was all down, and my mentality still hadn't changed, it was too amateurish.

He reluctantly pushed AK up and pulled the trigger sharply.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Tongues of fire flickered, and gunshots exploded.

This movement suddenly made the movements of everyone inside become stagnant, and the dancer who was flying around the steel pipe almost fell.

"Everybody squatting."

Ethan pulled a few more shots and shouted, "No movement, no screaming!." ”

The few people standing behind him reacted quickly.

Rusek swallowed excitedly, picked up his shotgun and threw himself at the manager in front of him, he thought the sound was too noisy, and took advantage of the situation to spray at the stereo on the wall:

"Don't move, squat."

Ethan sprinted forward, leaped to his feet, and stood on the bar.

The six of them pounced on their original positions, and after a burst of gunfire, the club fell silent.

These people, this look.

At first glance, he is not a novice, and no one dares to make a mistake.

All the security personnel were faintly pointed at the muzzles of their guns, and they could only squat obediently, not daring to make any movements.

"Listen, don't hurt my guests."

The club manager was dragged to the bar by Rusek and Atwater, he raised his hands and said in horror: "I will cooperate with you, don't shoot, there are tens of thousands of dollars in the safe in the back." ”

He swallowed his saliva and shuddered:

"You take all the money, I promise, you will never call the police."

"Bump."

Ethan jumped forward and landed in front of the club manager: "You bastard, am I the one who is in it for the money?" ”

"Bang."

The butt of the gun swung hard and hit him hard in the stomach:

"Take it away."

"Ah!!h

Screams, moving quickly through the halls of the club.

The two of them grabbed the club manager and ran towards the corner.

The others followed, quickly closing in.

However, the various guns in their hands are still aimed at the security personnel in the club, leaving no chance for each other.

"Bang bang."

Ethan pointed at the ceiling and threw out a few more shots: "Don't move around, keep your head down, and look up if you want to die." ”

Two black suits, lying honestly next to them.

Ethan lowered the muzzle of his gun and fired another shot at the ground, causing them to shudder before running down the passage.

After such a warning, how can I buy some time.

Soon caught up with the people in front, and the small rooms passing by were silent, and no one would be stupid, and ran out to eat guns at this time.

"I don't know what you've heard?"

The club manager came to his senses and sweated profusely: "I don't have what you want here. ”

"Really?"

Antonio stepped forward quickly and tore off the maintenance guard tape.

The figure still didn't stop, he flew up and kicked the wooden door nailed to the bathroom: "Why do I think you must have what I want?" ”

The goal is clear, and it comes straight here.

On the way, there was not even a moment of hesitation.

"Fake."

The club manager scolded in a low voice, and everything was lost.

(End of chapter)