My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 240
Chetton had just finished killing someone, and released all his murderous intent in a fit of rage.

Shocked by his astonishing momentum, Tommy took a few steps back and hurriedly said, "It's Alex, Alex Runside."

Hearing that the dead person was Alex, Chelton's face recovered most of it, but it 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 Chelton and walked to the side. In a corner, there was a very simple open-air shower facility.

There are not many seats, and they are usually used in queues.

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

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

Knowing that these people were fond of alcohol, Chelton opened the wine cabinet as soon as he entered the apartment, and took out the bottles of whiskey and brandy inside.

The one hundred thousand dollars he won just now made him throw it on the mattress: "Speak."

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

"I asked you to say Alex, what are you talking about Proctor?"

Chelton frowned. Proctor knew about it. He led the Red Bones Gang and met Proctor a few times before, but because of the problem of weapons and equipment, he was never a match for Proctor.

"Listen to me first." Tommy put down the bottle:
"According to what we've heard, after the cops caught Proctor, they found Alex."

"I don't know what Alex is thinking. He cooperates with Tiaozi and has to testify against Proctor in court."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Cheton's mouth, and he grabbed the bottle:

"And then he disappeared, right?"

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

"This is Proctor's usual method, and I would make him disappear." Cheton took a sip of his wine and said in a deep voice:
"Alex shouldn't be working with the cop, he's confused."

Chetton let out a mouthful of alcohol, and gripped the bottle vigorously: "But he is the chief of the Chino tribe anyway, and we will avenge him for this revenge."

Cheton's eyes flashed, he was fed up with this life of hiding:

"When Proctor is eliminated, we will logically sweep away the corrupt tribal council. The future Chino tribe must belong to our Redbone Gang."

Chetton clenched his fist tightly and smashed the wine bottle against the opposite wall, spilling the liquid all over the floor.

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

"Don't worry, I'll get some guns first tomorrow." Cheton rubbed Tommy's head, picked up the phone:
"It's rare for you to come here, let me get you some white chicks to play with."

Including Tommy, anyone who can come to find him is hardcore.

During this period of time, Chetton has made a lot of money by playing underground punches, and he will not be lenient when spending money on them.

Hearing what Cheton said, Tommy and the others glanced at each other, gearing up excitedly.

As for whether Chetton could become the leader of the Redbone Gang again after he left the Chino Tribe for such a long time, this question never crossed their minds.

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

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

Several people in the police station have accepted the disappearance of Alex, and they have nothing to do about Proctor being released on bail.

After all, people like Simpson can get away with it, and it's not surprising that anything magical happens on Lao Mei's side.

After Ethan got off work that day, he wanted to go to the Davis bar, but the alarm sounded on his phone, 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, some clothes and an underarm holster with two Glock 17Cs stuffed into it, the magazine still 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 into pieces by her slender legs.

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

The surface of the water returned to calm, and a sexy mermaid could be vaguely seen swimming towards her place under the water.

"crash"

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

She took a few deep breaths of fresh air, her wet long black hair covered her chest, black and white intertwined, extra sexy.

Nora pulled the board, took a few sips from the wine bottle, and said with a cold face:
"Do you want to continue watching, or come down together."

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

Nora's unyielding character came out again. She put down the wine bottle, stretched her arms, and swam quickly into the lake.

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

Half an hour later, they floated lightly on the water with their faces turned towards the sky, looking at the stars in the sky.

Ethan fiddled with the water slowly, 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."

"Then what should I know?"

"Go back and talk about it." After soaking in the lake for a long time, feeling a chill, Ethan turned over and paddled the lake, and swam towards the small pier.

He picked up everything on the pier and walked back to the house.

Nora followed him, and the two of them took another long hot bath together, and finally returned to the living room sofa for a truce.

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

"Proctor was caught by us for hiding arms, and we found records of his business dealings with your brother in his arsenal."

"Then the sheriff and I approached Alex, who also thought it was an opportunity and decided to cooperate with us to bring Proctor down."

Nora sighed. Sure enough, as she expected, Alex still mixed with Proctor, but how could his personality be Proctor's opponent.

Ethan shook his head and continued:
"Later, I left for two days, and when I came back, I couldn't contact Alex."

"A person of your brother's status will not play disappearance for no reason."

"so..."

"So he must be dead." Nora stood up, took the wine bottle and walked to the window, silently facing the lake outside the window.

"Crack."

Green smoke rose, and Ethan bit his cigarette and asked, "What are you going to do?"

After a while, Nora turned her head, her eyes firm:

"I want you to help me, kill Proctor."

"Don't say that you are a policeman or something. I don't believe it. When you killed someone wearing a mask in New York, you were soft-handed."

(End of this chapter)