1185 You can't be left behind

With a single shot, Yuris trembled like an electric shock.

A pair of bull's eyes glared at the boss.

The bounce fell and the eggs scattered.

Blood-stained crotch.

He stared at Ethan, but he couldn't make any sound, his mouth opened like a fish starved of water, and he let out an inexplicable gurgling sound.

This guy is also an unusual person.

That's it.

I haven't fainted yet.

However, the ability to move is basically completely lost, and there is no need to worry about anything.

"Smack."

The gun in his hand was kicked away by Ethan.

I want to go inside.

The figure suddenly stopped, and a small red box rolled out of Yuris's coat.

The style is very familiar.

He hurriedly squatted down and picked up the box.

Patek Philippe's LOGO is on the top, it looks very delicate, and there is a golden button in the middle of the crimson box, and he is familiar with the light press on it, and the square box clicks open.

Crocodile leather wristband, shiny black.

On the outside of the dial, the diamonds shine brightly.

The seconds hand on the silver sunburst dial danced lightly between the moon phases, and Ethan's eyebrows twitched slightly when he noticed the receipt next to him labeled more than $200,000.

Maybe it's something you noticed.

Yuris's face became more and more hideous, and with all his might, he pointed to the watch box with his bloody hand.

Want to steal my stuff?

You can't be left behind!

Ethan stood up awkwardly, holding the Beretta M9 in his hand, gritting his teeth and pulling the trigger at the gray-toned master, the leader of the traffickers who had done these dirty things.

If you don't have a bottom line, then go die.

The remaining bullets in the magazine, shot by shot, are fired.

Gunfire kept coming out.

From the foot to the head, and finally left a hole in his head, completely chopping off the snake's head.

Originally, I wanted him to spend the rest of his life with a disability.

Humiliation in prison.

But I can't bear to rob my own things.

After being left with more than a dozen bullet holes on his body, Yuris's body convulsed a few times, his head tilted, and finally ended this dirty life.

"Phew."

Spat at him, Ethan tossed the pistol aside.

The watch box retracted the space, pulled out a pistol he had just picked up from behind his waist, and approached the bathroom door on guard: "Sarah, I'm Sheriff Ethan Morgan, can you hear me?" ”

"Lay down your arms and get out."

"You're safe."

There was silence all around, and I could faintly hear the roar of voices coming from a distance, and the sound of gunfire from time to time.

It was the BFIPU men rushing in.

Maybe it was because he heard his own words, and the voice that sounded over there didn't seem so impatient.

However, there was still no movement in the bathroom.

In this case, the other party will definitely not come out like this, in case it is acting outside, there is no doubt that her end will be worse than death.

"Sarah."

Ethan quickly realized this, thought about it, and hurriedly said: "In that dungeon, with the help of your father, three girls have already been rescued by us. ”

"Bloolake, Little Hill."

"Remember that?"

"What you said to one of the girls, your father will take you home, go to that cabin for a vacation, barbecue, do whatever you like!"

As he spoke, the light inside finally began to move.

When I came to the door, I stopped again.

"Let me."

The frightened voice trembled and sounded: "Let me see your police badge!" ”

Brittle.

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was a little girl.

Ethan smiled dumbly, the father and daughter were both of the same character, he took off the silver police badge, carefully handed it to the battered wooden door, and shook it inside.

"Squeak!"

After a few more seconds, the bathroom door finally opened a corner.

The first to come out was the muzzle.

The handle of the gun was grasped by a pair of scarred hands, and the gun was still trembling slightly.

"Huh."

Ethan reached out with lightning and grabbed the gun.

This kind of thing is like a time bomb for an extremely emotionally unstable person to hold, and no one knows when it will explode.

But this move also scared Sara a lot.

Screams followed.

"Hey !!"

Ethan stepped forward, grabbed Sara who wanted to drill in, and took her frantically struggling body into his arms: "Look there, that's Yuris, he's dead." ”

"Look, I killed him!"

"Don't be afraid, no one can hurt you, you are a strong person."

"Get over it."

The thin body didn't know how to burst out with so much power, but under Ethan's persuasion, the strength of the girl's struggle in his arms gradually subsided, and the blonde eyes erupted with endless anger.

"Give me the gun."

Her body was trembling, and she kept pulling it towards Ethan's hand holding the gun: "Give me the gun, I'm going to kill him, kill him!! ”

The girl was dressed coolly, just a floral skirt.

Few visible places, such as exposed arms and legs, are intact, and large bruises crisscross them.

I don't know what kind of abuse I have been subjected to before.

“OK!”

Ethan had no reason to refuse this request, and covered the bugging device and handed the gun back, but still controlled her wrist: "You deserve it, but promise me, it's a secret between the two of us." ”

"Bastard."

Looking at the man who fell to the ground, Sara's tears kept falling: "I'm going to kill you, even if you die, I'm going to kill you!" ”

"Bang!"

She slammed the trigger down.

Bullets mixed with tears and anger flew out, shooting one shot after another at Yuris.

Until the bullet was finished, the trigger was still mechanically pulled.

"That's it."

Ethan slowly pressed down the gun in her hand and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, let me take you out of this ghost place." ”

"Where to go?"

Sara looked up at the guy who, in her desperation, had pulled herself out of the abyss of hell.

On the pretty face, there are already pear blossoms with rain.

But there is still a hint of stubbornness in his eyes.

An eighteen-year-old girl can hold on until now, and she deserves to be a stubborn little pony.

"Under the sun."

Ethan smiled and strode out with her.

Gray tones, the land of sin.

In the afternoon, the sun was scorching, and it was warm and warm on some people, which was the breath of life.

And some people.

But it feels like falling into an ice cave.

Disheveled men with shoulders in front and back, lined up under the watchful eye of armed police officers, these are the patrons of the gray-toned club, and their behavior will be punished according to the top grid.

On the other side, there are the remnants of Yuris's criminal gang.

Under the control of the members of the tactical team, the tattooed guys lay in a row on the ground, and they no longer had a little energy.

Ethan sat in the back of the ambulance and reluctantly took a sip of Coke.

Beside.

A small hand grabbed him, making him unable to move.

He had no choice but to accompany Sara here to examine her body, but when he saw the corpses being carried out, he showed his white teeth with satisfaction.

(End of chapter)