A Beautiful Comic Life Beginning with a Killer

Chapter 135 Indian Reservation (Please Subscribe!!)

The Commonwealth was never an Anglo-Saxon state.

Not at first.

The real owners of the Federation should be the Indians today. The Anglo-Saxons used blood and cruelty, as well as violence and massacres to steal the land belonging to the Indians.

The dove occupies the magpie's nest and enters the house. After using barbarism and violence to succeed, they use the so-called freedom and justice to hypocritically give the Indians piece after piece of autonomous territory, saying that it is to protect their civilization, but in fact In captivity, this method is used to persuade Indians to forget their hatred.

However, the Anglo-Saxons may have forgotten this deep-rooted hatred.

But the Indians did not forget.

Not a moment was forgotten.

Although they were powerless to resist, the Anglo-Saxons were superfluous and self-defeating.

In the reservations they gave to the Indians, the Indians refused any white people to enter, and federal laws could not enter here, as long as they came quickly, they dared to kill.

According to the law of the reservation, the death of these intruders is tantamount to death in vain.

and so……

Even if Gwen wanted to go there, the reservation would not welcome her, who made Gwen so innocent.

Hawke and Lorna are accidents.

Because when Hawke and Lorna came to New York, they didn't come alone, but when they came, they rescued an Indian girl, and first went to the Indian reservation in New Jersey. After staying for a while, I came to New York City to take root and settle down.

To put it simply.

Hawke and Lorna had gained the friendship of the Indians, at least, on the New Jersey reservation.

two hours later.

An ambulance slowly slowed down as it approached the Indian reservation in New Jersey.

into the eye.

The passage in front is blocked by a fence, with prohibition signs on it, and the words "no entry" written in English.

An Indian girl with long black hair, wearing a pair of jeans and a leather jacket, with a tall and perfect figure, and a pair of sharp eyes, Nora Lonza stood beside the fence with her arms folded.

When the ambulance came from a distance, Nora Ronza, who seemed to be waiting for something with her head down, looked up at the ambulance coming.

Hawke, lying on a stretcher, was pushed out of the ambulance.

next second.

Nora Lonza's eyes lit up, and she hurried over: "Hawk!"

"Hello, Nora."

Hawk looked at Nora Lonza who came over, and greeted with a smile: "I'm going to trouble you again."

Nora looked at Hawke's injured right leg and arm, shook her head, and then her eyes fell on Gwen and George who also got out of the car.

Nora's eyes swept over Gwen, and then fell on George who got out of the car.

"Strip?"

"..."

George lowered his head, looked at the casual clothes on his body, and looked curiously at Nora, who was about eighteen or nineteen years old: "How did you tell?"

Nora sneered, not interested in explaining to George, and looked at George and Gwen expressionlessly: "You are not welcome here."

Hawk looked at Gwen: "Look, believe me this time, don't worry, I'll be back in a few days, and I'm sure I'm alive and kicking."

Lorna was able to refuse Gwen to come with them cleanly and crisply.

Not Hawke.

Therefore, the best thing to do is to let Gwen follow them to have a look.

Gwen looked down at Hawke, who still didn't care about his injury at all, and then looked up at the cold Indian girl Nora in front of her.

Lorna stood beside Nora, even winking at her.

Gwen frowned.

George glanced at a community at the end of the road, then looked at Hawk lying on a stretcher, and fully understood what Hawk's plan was.

Tonight, everyone knew that Hawke's right leg was broken, and such an injury was not enough to heal overnight, and at the same time, he could still run out to kill alive.

Even if you are in doubt, it is already impossible to confirm whether Hawke is still lying in bed tomorrow.

Hawke ran into an Indian reservation to heal his wounds.

No matter how much they doubted it, they would not be able to enter the reservation tomorrow to confirm whether Hawke was inside.

What kind of situation is this?

George thought to himself, sighed inwardly, regained his senses, and said to his daughter, "Okay, Gwen, let's go."

He's a detective, a federal detective.

A federal police detective appeared at the gate of the Indian reservation. If it took too long, if there was a misunderstanding, or if the Indian reservation used it as a threat and asked the media to complain, something might go wrong.

Gwen regained her senses and looked at her father, George, who was about to take her away.

With the help of two Indian men, Hawke, who had already sat in a wheelchair, said to Gwen again: "I have to go to school tomorrow, don't worry, you will see me alive and kicking on Monday, I want to thank you ensure."

Lorna and Nora stood next to each other without speaking.

Gwen's eyes flicked to Lorna and Nora.

Then, Gwen made a bold move that she felt had to be done.

Gwen stepped forward, put her hands on Hawk's face, and then kissed him hard.

The mouth-to-mouth kind.

Kind of hard.

The wheelchair under Hawk turned backwards.

Lorna, who was standing next to her, saw this scene, her pupils dilated.

The black-haired Indian beauty Nora raised her eyebrows.

The corners of George's mouth twitched severely, almost into the kind of ambushes.

long time.

At least 3 minutes.

Only then did Gwen let go, her face was a little flushed, panting slightly, and said good night to Hawke, then, her eyes swept over Lorna and the Indian beauty Nora again, and then she walked in front of her father George, with a calm tone He boarded the ambulance that drove over: "Dad, let's go."

She had sworn her sovereignty over Hawke.

Gwen doesn't doubt Hawke's loyalty to her, but outside, there are many bitches, especially those who like to pretend to be innocent to seduce other people's boyfriends.

and so……

Just in case, and for the sake of insurance, Gwen felt that it was necessary to do so.

Gwen has never been silly and sweet.

soon.

The ambulance turned around, away from the Indian reservation.

"Uh……"

Lorna blinked her eyes and looked at the taillights of the ambulance going away, and finally digested the bold scene just now, and then looked at Nora next to her: "I think this white girl is provoking you, Nora! "

Lorna, who grew up listening to Hawke telling stories about mutants, has read the English translation of Sun Tzu's Art of War very seriously in order to avoid becoming the love-minded North Star in Hawke's story.

Fan the flames.

Murder with a knife.

Lorna can be said to be very skilled.

Hawke, who was sitting in a wheelchair and still reminiscing about the sweet taste, heard Lorna's words, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Lorna!"

Lorna looked at Hawk and shrugged: "I don't mean anything else, just be honest."

Nora, who has a pair of sharp eyes and sexy lips, stood by Lorna's side and looked at Hawke in the wheelchair: "I think Lorna is right, this white girl just declared to me her sovereignty over you .”

Lorna nodded humbly: "I think you're right."

Hawke was speechless.

next second.

Hawke took a deep breath.

Chill!

The sound of something being torn was heard from Hawk's right leg, and then, under the watchful eyes of Lorna and Nora, there was a bang, and the plasterboard that was originally wrapped on the right leg exploded in pieces. Come, revealing the right leg which is intact without any trace of injury.

"Chila!"

Hawke got up directly from the wheelchair, tearing off the plaster cast on his right arm with his left hand. After pulling out his right hand, he took the clothes bag that Lorna handed over, and walked towards the woods beside him: "Wait me a moment."

Nora turned her head to look at Hawk who went into the grove to change clothes, and whispered to Lorna next to her, "Shall we go in and take a peek?"

Lorna's eyes lit up.

Just about to nod.

"I heard."

"..."

Nora frowned, and lowered her voice again: "I haven't seen you in a few months, how do you feel, his hearing is getting more and more abnormal?"

Lorna shrugged and nodded sympathetically: "He has always been so perverted."

As long as she and Hawke are at home, she will resolutely not call. She would rather send text messages with her classmates and friends, because only in this way can Hawke's eavesdropping be prevented.

Even if she was in the bathroom of her bedroom, even if she kept the door tightly closed, even if Hawke was still turning on the TV at the bar on the first floor, she still chose to send text messages.

after awhile.

Hawke, who put on his suit, trousers, and leather shoes again, came out of the woods, pulled the bag of hospital clothes in his hands, and looked at Nora and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

Nora and Hawke hugged, and then said: "We are friends, Hawke, and you saved me."

Hawke smiled and said, "You saved yourself, Nora."

On the way he and Lorna came to New York City, they met Nora who was kidnapped but ran away by herself. He and Lorna just helped Nora avoid the kidnapping gang's tracking.

The reason why the group kidnapped Nora was simple.

For the reservation.

The mastermind who kidnapped Nora was a real estate agent, and the reserved land where Nora and the others were located was a treasured land of geomantic omen, so, in order to obtain the reserved land, the real estate agent found someone to kidnap Nora.

reason?

Who made Nora the sister of the head of the reservation?

I also really thought that Nora was the sister of the patriarch of this reservation, so when Hawke and Lorna brought Nora here, they gained friendship from the Indians.

After Hawk finished speaking, he looked at the time on his watch, and then looked at Lorna: "Are you going back now, or are you going to stay here for a night before going back?"

Lorna took Nora's arm and smiled at Hawke: "You just came in, I'll go back, it's not good, I haven't seen Nora for a long time, I'll sleep with Nora tonight, and I'll sleep with you tomorrow morning Go to school by yourself, and ask for leave for you by the way."

Hawke nodded.

"it is good!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)