Busy Union Station.

This terrible scream attracted many tourists to stop and turn their eyes away.

Just wanted to take a closer look.

Immediately forced back by the silver glittering badge.

When you are away from home, more is better than less, and this truth holds true in most people's minds.

"Be louder."

Ethan pinched the scarlet cigarette butt and crushed it hard against Dunn's pretty face: "I don't hear very clearly, are you Dunn?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The man nodded frantically and looked at the guy next to him in horror.

Screaming in pain, he quickly stopped.

After all, it was just a cigarette butt, Ethan regretfully threw the cigarette butt to the side of the trash can, grabbed the other party's fluffy brown hair, and tugged hard in his direction: "Nice to meet you." ”

"Dunn."

With cold eyes fixed on this guy, he asked sharply, "This is the Chicago police, tell me, where is Sara?" ”

Hearing that it was the Chicago police, the brown-haired boy's face suddenly changed.

Instead of being so alarmed, he became angry.

"Damn it."

Dunn struggled excitedly, "I don't know what you're talking about, it was just a personal injury to me, I'm going to sue you, bastard!! ”

"Bang."

Ethan fist roared.

landed the opponent's waist and ribs, and the fist joints could feel the opponent's flesh and skin vibrating.

Dunn instantly bowed and coughed.

"There's no hurry."

Ethan pinched his face again, sneered and said, "I'm sure you will have a chance." ”

With that, he swept towards Horstead.

The latter immediately pulled out the handcuffs and turned Dunn on his back neatly: "Mama Jalan Fake, we've found your dungeon, trust me, it's compared to where you're going next." ”

"That's !! heaven"

With a rhythmic whistle, Ethan shook the guy in his hand and pushed the garage partition door.

A heavy snort sounded like a sleepy beast.

Inside the iron cage.

Dunn sat on the bench with his hands cuffed behind his back, panting for breath, his handsome face covered in sweat.

The ground was dripping with a small patch.

Despite the brutal beating, he couldn't help but shudder when he heard this light-hearted whistle, raised his head in horror, and looked at the place where the sound came.

"Tut-tut."

Shaking the object in his hand, Ethan slowly shook his head: "Look at you like this, my subordinates are too much, I apologize to you for them." ”

He curtsied at Dunn, owing a debt.

The other party's gaze followed the crowbar in his hand to move left and right.

His eyes became extremely frightened.

"Bang."

Antonio tossed the phone book aside, spread his hands and said dissatisfiedly, "Please, Boss, we need five minutes, and now it's less than three." ”

"That's right."

Wheezing and taking off his cap, Olinsky also looked a little relieved: "Give us five more minutes." ”

Horstead nodded hurriedly.

He shrugged, indicating that he hadn't had enough.

These guys usually run as far as they can from here, and they look like they can't see it.

Now it's like this.

"Bang."

Ethan slammed on the iron cage and waved his hand away, "What do you think this is, the massage club?" ”

"Add a bell?"

"Get me out."

"It's been five minutes, and I haven't asked anything, and I don't know what you're doing."

In his scolding, the three people in the iron cage walked out in embarrassment.

I had a good time just now.

Regarding clues, I didn't ask too much.

"Mr. Dunn."

Ethan whistled the bloodstained crowbar twice, shrugged his shoulders and walked into the iron cage: "I look at your eyes, I should have recognized this thing, it seems that you usually use it less." ”

"Listen."

Seeing him sorting out his gloves with an expressionless face, Dunn said in horror: "That girl today, she took the initiative to come to me." ”

"She doesn't like the situation in which she lives."

"I just gave her a chance to start over, a chance to start a new life in a big city."

"Ugh."

Ethan sighed helplessly: "I know that I will still speak in the end, why don't you try to learn to be smarter!" ”

As soon as the words fell, his body stepped forward.

The combat boots were raised high and slammed into the pants pocket of the guy sitting on the bench.

"Bang."

There was a muffled sound, and the three people outside couldn't help but clamp their legs.

"Ah!!h

Dunn screamed and struggled hard, but the crowbar followed, pumping hard at him.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The shadow of the stick flicked, and it kept whipping.

Dunn was stomped on the bench so hard that he couldn't move at all, and in the stormy attack, he could only let out a scream like a little girl being abused, looking so helpless.

"I say!"

"I'm in charge of calling people to Chicago, stunning, and taking them to the dungeon."

"Ahh

"Stop fighting."

"Steven Ulris, he'll bring someone over to pick it up, and if there's one that's very disobedient, he'll bring it, ah, take it to the ward and teach it another lesson."

"Fake."

"In Bridgeport, private clubs are called grey tones."

"Don't fight, don't fight, after those girls have no use value, they will be sold all over the country, I only know these !!"

"Bang dang."

The crowbar became slightly bent and fell to the ground with a crunching sound.

Combat boots, too, loosened.

Dunn slumped on his side on the bench, saliva dripping uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth, his body still twitching, his eyes staring blankly at the ground.

This moment.

He finally realized what kind of pain those girls felt when they were beaten.

"Simple and efficient."

Ethan spread his hands to a few people outside, and squatted down with a smile: "Mr. Dunn, that means you're the one who is guarding in the dungeon today, right?" ”

"Hmm."

Looking at the terrifying man in front of him, Dunn nodded quickly and said with a crying voice:

"That's me, I'm in charge for both days."

"Sarah?"

Ethan asked with a smile.

"Grey Club." Dunn's voice trembled, "That girl is crazy, so Yuris took her away and sold her at the club to squeeze out the last bit of value." ”

He really didn't want to go through what happened just now.

Just want to end it quickly.

"Not bad."

Ethan nodded slowly and sneered: "Then do you usually have the habit of bringing friends to the club to play?" ”

"Occasionally."

Dunn didn't know why he was asking, but he replied in a shudder.

"Good."

Raising his hand, Ethan slapped him in the face one after another: "From this moment on, we are friends, you will lead me to that club, and then have someone arrange for Sara to come out to accompany me." ”

"Can you do that for me?"

"My new friend?"

Looking at this terrifying new friend, Dunn was almost scared.

He nodded hurriedly, showing a smile that was uglier than crying. (End of chapter)