My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

Ethan drove the police car in front, and Nora followed in his Dodge Challenger.

Within a few minutes, we arrived at Thompson's residence.

Nora walked out of the car wagging her car keys with her fingers, looking careless.

"If it's not offensive." Ethan raised his duty belt: "Actually, I'm curious as to why I don't see what sadness should look like in you."

“Sadness is the most useless emotion.” Nora twisted her head, her eyes extremely bright:

"Killing my enemy is my greatest condolences to Alex."

Ethan shrugged, it was rare for someone to think so broadly, and he spared the effort to enlighten her.

Nora looked at the house in front of her and the surrounding environment of the community, and said with contempt: "I bet you $10,000 that the lady inside is white."

She had heard about this kind of thing for a long time. The powerful and wealthy members of the clan liked to find women outside, especially white women.

"If that's your attitude, we'll leave now."

Ethan stopped, frowned and continued: "

You want to be a chief, please act like one so that others will bet on you, especially when we need help now. "

"Feel sorry."

Noila understood what he meant immediately, straightened her clothes, and her expression became serious.

"Very well, keep it like this and you will be a good chief."

A town policeman and a black-haired beauty wearing a leather jacket. This strange pair, while ringing the doorbell, also launched a fight for the power of the Chino tribe.

The door was quickly opened, and a middle-aged Indian man appeared in front of him, with long black hair and wearing ethnic jewelry.

Ethan smiled and stretched out his hand: "Sorry to bother you, Mr. Thompson."

"You're welcome, come in."

Thompson shook hands with Ethan and subconsciously replied.

But when he saw Nora standing behind Ethan, his expression was stunned, and he forgot to let go of Ethan's hand.

Nora didn't know who he was, and Thompson didn't know Nora.

The daughter of the former chief, the sister of the former chief, the princess of the Langcid family, a model of wanton behavior.

Nora saw his surprised look and asked expressionlessly:

"Commissioner Thompson, don't you welcome me?"

"Won't."

Only then did Thompson react, and quickly let go of Ethan's palm and moved out of the way.

Inside the house, it is not as grand as expected, with more domestic furnishings, including a huge deer head specimen on the TV.

Ethan walked directly to the sofa, and Nora sat down beside him without ceremony.

Thompson looked at the two people sitting across from him and was full of questions as to why these two people came to his home together, but he still asked calmly:

"Would you like some beer?"

"The beer is good, thank you." Looking at Thompson walking towards the refrigerator, Ethan asked:

"Where are the wife and children?"

Thompson brought a few bottles of beer over and said apologetically:

"They are on vacation. I'm very sorry that I never found a chance to express my gratitude to you. It was thanks to you and the policewoman last time."

Just listen to this kind of words, Ethan didn't take it seriously, and Thompson probably just said it in passing.

After taking a few sips of beer, Thompson took the lead in opening the topic:

“Nora, when did you come back?”

"yesterday."

"As for the chief, please don't be too sad."

"Thank you." Nora said concisely.

Ethan put the bottle down: "Norah and I came here this time just for Alex's matter."

Thompson shook his head and spread his hands: "To be honest, I don't know anything. It happened so suddenly."

Nora raised her head: “Then do you know who did it?”

Thompson's hand reaching for the wine bottle paused for a moment and did not speak.

Nora chuckled: "Actually, you don't need to tell me, I know it's Proctor."

"I don't have any evidence here. I'm not lying to you. I really don't know anything." Thompson looked at Ethan with a wry smile.

A smile appeared on Ethan's lips, and he reached out and took off the police badge hanging on his body.

Noticing his actions, Thompson cast a puzzled look.

"I'm not a police officer now." Ethan put the police badge on his hand and played with it before stuffing it back into his pocket: "I'm just Miss Nora's friend now."

Nora took over: "I don't need evidence, I just need to know that Proctor did it. I want to avenge Alex."

"forget it."

When Thompson heard Nora saying that he wanted revenge, he quickly put down his wine glass: "Proctor is too strong, Nora, you can't beat him."

"Are you scared out of your wits?"

Nora unzipped the zipper and threw the leather jacket on the armrest of the sofa aside.

She only wore a light gray vest underneath. After taking off her jacket, her proud breasts and two Glock 17Cs hanging under her ribs were exposed.

Nora crossed her hands and pulled out two pistols in a snap. The magazine protruding from the handle showed that it had amazing firepower.

She slapped two handguns onto the table in front of her, pointing the guns at Thompson.

This was also what Ethan and Nora had agreed upon in advance. No one would have power without authority. Nora's reputation in the tribe had always been unreliable.

Although she had helped the Langcid family solve a lot of troubles, only Alex knew that, and Nora gave all the credit to her brother to consolidate his power.

As a woman, this is the simplest and most direct way to make others take her words seriously.

As expected by Ethan, the moment he saw Nora displaying the gun, Thompson immediately became more energetic.

Nora put her hands on her legs and tapped the handle of the gun lightly with her fingers:

"The chief was killed, and your reaction was to forget it?"

Although it was embarrassing, Thompson said with a blushing face: "It's not that I didn't think about resisting, but Ethan knows that I almost died myself, and my child."

“I can testify to this, Nora, don’t get excited.”

Ethan quickly sang the red face. Although Thompson was resisting not only Proctor but also Alex at that time, but these can be suppressed and not discussed.

Nora sat up straight, took her fingers off the handle of the gun, and continued to ask with a cold face:

"At that time, I heard Alex say that you and George Hunter were planning to remove him from office, but why did I hear my sister-in-law say today that you and him have recently gotten together."

After a moment of silence, Thompson said: "This is an old story. Your father is a respectable man."

She didn’t know what this had to do with her father, but Nora still sat upright and said that she was listening carefully.

"Under your father's leadership, our tribe established a casino."

Thompson looked at Nora and continued: "But with the expansion of tribal power, we have also encountered a lot of trouble."

"He chose to cooperate with Proctor back then, allowing him to clear the way for the expansion of our business."