My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

As soon as Cheton finished killing people, he unleashed all his murderous intent in a rage.

Tommy was overwhelmed by his astonishing momentum, took a few steps back, and said hurriedly: "It's Alex, Alex Langcid."

When he heard that the dead person was Alex, Cheton's face recovered mostly, but he was still a little gloomy:

"Who killed him?"

Tommy looked around and Cheton wiped his face: "Come with me."

Tommy and several members of the Redbone Gang followed Cheton and walked to the side. In a corner, there was a very simple outdoor shower facility.

There are not many places, so you usually have to queue up.

However, there were exceptions. When Cheton came over, the winner of the previous game hurriedly moved out of the way.

Cheton washed up a few times, then took Tommy and the others back to his apartment.

Knowing that these people drank and enjoyed themselves, Cheton opened the wine cabinet as soon as he entered the apartment and took out the bottles of whiskey and brandy inside.

He threw the one hundred thousand dollars he just won on the mattress: "Tell me."

Tommy unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, then wiped his mouth and said, "Some time ago, the police from Banshee Town captured Proctor."

"I told you to talk about Alex, why are you talking to me about Proctor?"

Cheton frowned. He knew Proctor. He had led the Redbone Gang and had encountered Proctor several times before, but due to problems with weapons and equipment, he had never been Proctor's opponent.

"Listen to me first." Tommy put down the bottle:

"According to what we learned, after the agents arrested Proctor, they found Alex."

"I don't know what Alex is thinking. He is cooperating with the policeman and has to testify against Proctor."

A sneer appeared on Cheton's lips, and he grabbed the bottle:

"Then he disappeared, right?"

Tommy asked in surprise: "How do you know?"

"This is Proctor's usual method. If it were me, he would disappear." Cheton took a sip of wine and said in a deep voice:

"Alex shouldn't cooperate with the policeman. He's confused."

Cheton let out a breath of alcohol and grabbed the wine bottle with his hand: "But he is still the chief of the Chino tribe no matter what. We have to help him avenge this revenge."

Cheton's eyes flashed. He was fed up with this life of hiding:

"After Proctor is eliminated, we can then logically eliminate the corrupt tribal council. The future Chino tribe must belong to our Redbone Gang."

Cheton clenched his fist tightly and smashed the bottle against the opposite wall, causing the liquid to scatter on the floor.

Tommy said excitedly: "Then when will we go back?"

"Don't worry, I'll get some guns tomorrow." Cheton rubbed Tommy's head and picked up the phone:

"It's rare for you to come here. I'll get you some white chicks to play with first."

Including Tommy, those who can come to him are hardcore.

Cheton has earned a lot of money from boxing during this period, and he will not be lenient in spending money on them.

Hearing what Cheton said, Tommy and the others looked at each other, excitedly rubbing their hands together.

As for whether Cheton would be able to become the leader of the Red Bone Gang again after he left the Chino tribe for such a long time, this question never appeared in their minds.

As long as Cheton appears, he is the well-deserved boss.

Banshee Town, some time has passed since returning from New York.

Several people in the police station have accepted Alex's disappearance, and everyone is helpless when Proctor is released on bail.

After all, people like Simpson can get away with it. It is not surprising that magical things happen here in the United States.

After getting off work that day, Ethan originally wanted to sit down at Davis Bar, but his cell phone rang with an alarm, so he turned the steering wheel and drove home.

After getting off the car, Ethan walked directly towards the small pier.

There was a bottle of whiskey on it, as well as some clothes and an armpit holster. Two Glock 17Cs were stuffed in the holster, and the magazine was extended.

Ethan picked up the bottle and took a sip. On the lake in the distance, a woman with long black hair was splashing the water. The moon reflected on the lake was smashed by her slender legs.

Noticing Ethan's presence, the swimming woman took a deep breath and dove into the water.

The water surface returned to calm, and you could vaguely see a sexy mermaid swimming towards your place under the water.

"Wow"

There was a sound of water, and Nora jumped out of the water.

She took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and her long, wet black hair covered her chest. The black and white colors were intertwined, making her look particularly sexy.

Nora pulled the wooden board, took the bottle and drank a few sips, then said with a cold face:

"Do you want to continue watching, or do you want to come down and join us?"

This choice was not difficult to make. Ethan quickly took off his uniform and jumped into the water with a plop.

Nola's unwillingness to admit defeat came out again. She put down the bottle, held her arms and swam quickly into the lake.

Ethan drove at full speed and soon caught up with Nora, and the two quickly became entangled.

Half an hour later, they were floating gently on the water with their faces upward, looking at the stars in the sky.

Ethan slowly fiddled with the water and asked:

"Where have you been during this time?"

"Hawaii, Egypt, Amazon, you can go wherever you want." Nora's cold voice continued:

"You know why I came back, right?"

"Know."

"So is there anything I should know?"

"I'll talk about it when I get back." After soaking in the lake for a long time, he felt a chill. Ethan turned over and paddled in the lake water, swimming towards the small pier.

He picked up everything on the dock and walked back into the house.

Nora followed him, and the two took another long hot bath together, and finally returned to the sofa in the living room to rest for a while.

Seeing Nola staring straight into his eyes, Ethan reluctantly put down his wine glass:

"Proctor was caught hiding arms. In his arsenal we found records of business dealings between him and your brother."

"Then the Sheriff and I approached Alex, and he also saw an opportunity and decided to cooperate with us to bring Proctor down."

Nora sighed. As she expected, Alex still got together with Proctor, but how could his personality be Proctor's opponent.

Ethan shook his head and continued:

"Then I left for two days for something, and when I came back, I couldn't contact Alex."

"A person of your brother's status would not disappear for no reason."

"so..."

"So he must be dead." Nora stood up, carried the bottle of wine and walked to the window, silently looking out at the lake.

"Click."

Smoke was rising, and Ethan bit his cigarette and asked, "What are you going to do?"

After a while, Nora turned back with firm eyes:

"I want you to help me kill Proctor."

"Don't say nonsense like you are a policeman. I don't believe it. You showed no mercy when you were wearing a mask and killing people in New York."