My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 233
"Hood." Carly looked at the few people who were getting closer and closer, and said worriedly:

"Is it wrong, maybe we should leave."

Hood glanced around: "Yes, take it easy, it's okay."

If you don't make some noise now, you won't see Fei Ao at all, so he decided to play with these people.

Brother Pingtou saw that he was confident, so the corner of his mouth curled up, and he punched him.

The people around seemed to hear the starting gun, and they started to move their hands one after another.

Ethan remained vigilant all the time, looking at the two people standing beside him from the corner of his eyes.

As soon as Brother Pingtou raised his hand, those two people rushed towards him.

He quickly lowered his body, dodged the roaring fist, stepped back quickly, and dodged behind the two of them with lightning speed.

At the same time, both hands snapped forward, grabbed their collars, and flung them back forcefully.

The two people immediately flew into the air and hit the wall behind them.

With a scream, they slammed into the wall and fell to the ground.

This is to find people, not to hurt people.

Ethan clicked and stopped, and didn't continue to step forward to make up for it.

Carly wrestled with a person next to her for several rounds. After receiving two punches, she knocked that person to the ground, and then locked him firmly with a cross.

"Boom."

Hood's two fists were no match for four hands, and after parrying again and again, he was kicked in the middle of his chest and turned over.

"Fake."

With a low growl, he rolled on the ground, quickly got up and rushed forward.

At this time, Ethan also rushed forward, facing Brother Pingtou.

Taking advantage of his long legs, Pingtou stretched out his feet and kicked straight.

Ethan dodged sideways, grabbed his leg, and pulled it violently.

"what!"

With a scream, Brother Pingtou split a big fork with one foot in front and the other behind.

The pain of bullshit is piercing.

Ethan stepped forward, resting one hand on the back of his head, while the other suddenly slammed out.

Brother Pingtou looked at the fist that hit his face, broke out in a cold sweat, and closed his eyes tightly,
Unexpectedly, when the strong wind hit the tip of the nose, it stopped.

He quickly opened his eyes, looked at the fist joints in front of his eyes, and swallowed nervously.

Ethan grinned and lifted him up:

"We're just looking for Fay, we don't want to get in trouble, okay?"

Brother Pingtou nodded quickly.

"Everyone stop."

At this time, there was a loud shout from behind.

Ethan turned his head, and at the place where they had just entered, the four old men who were playing mahjong just now pointed a miniature submachine gun at them, their faces full of murderous intent.

He turned around quickly, and using his arms vigorously, he put Brother Pingtou in front of him.

Just as Hood put a person on the ground, he heard violent shouting. When he saw four grumpy old men holding submachine guns, he quickly raised his hands.

Carly, who was lying on the ground, also let go of her long legs at this time, and the person under her control coughed twice, and there was a hint of unsatisfactory expression on his face.

Seeing that the people fighting in the backyard stopped, the old men lowered their guns.

The old man who stopped them just now stroked his gray beard, and said to Pingtouge with a cold face: "A group of people can't beat the three of them, and they are rushing to the street boy to take him to see the fat boy." Oh, it didn't stop me from playing cards."

"Yes, uncle."

Brother Pingtou looked embarrassed and nodded quickly.

Hood and Carly looked at Ethan who was hiding behind Pingtouge. They now knew that Ethan could understand the words of these Chinese.

Ethan let go of the flat-headed brother, patted him on the shoulder, and said to Hood:

"Good news, we can go see Faio."

Brother Pingtou tidied up his leather jacket. He knew that Ethan had shown mercy just now, so he smiled at him, and then took the lead up the iron stairs to the second floor.

Hood and Carly quickly followed after dusting off their bodies.

Go to the second floor and walk through a small hallway.

When Brother Pingtou opened the door, there was a loud noise of mahjong collisions coming from inside.

There is a hole in the sky above the second floor, and there are more than a dozen card tables in the hall.

All the tables were full of people, including Chinese, Westerners, and even a few third brothers.

Mahjong, Pai Gow, Sangong, etc., there are all kinds of games, although the gambling stalls are small, they are complete.

There was a no-smoking sign on the wall, and everyone turned a blind eye to it. They were biting cigarettes and eating bumps, and the fight was in full swing.

Follow Brother Pingtou to go inside and come to a small reception room.

The reception room is furnished in an antique style, with a grand master's chair, calligraphy and paintings, a few pieces of porcelain on the ancient shelves next to it, and a tea table in the middle.

They come, the security.

Ethan walked to a corner and sat down. After a while, under the arrangement of Brother Pingtou, a black long-haired girl in a cheongsam came and made Kung Fu tea for them.

Brother Pingtou nodded to Ethan: "Fei Ao will be back in 10 minutes, you guys have some tea first."

"OK, thanks."

Ethan watched the teacup in front of him being poured with tea leaves by a pair of slender hands, he quickly flexed his fingers, and under the surprised eyes of the beautiful woman in cheongsam, he tapped the tea ceremony.

He hadn't had tea for a long time, and smelling the aroma of tea, he calmed down.

In the eyes of Hood and Carly, Ethan has become a Chinese hand, and he quickly followed his example, knocking on the countertop, making the tea-making girl cover her mouth and laugh.

After a short wait, the light at the door dimmed, and a chubby man in his 40s appeared at the door.

Beside him, there were also two men with tough temperament.

This big old black is wearing a dark red Tang suit, unlike ordinary big old blacks who like to hang big gold chains, there is a long string of jade beads hanging on his chest.

A swarthy beard was tied into a bundle under the chin, and there were also a few thick black beads hanging from it.

She wore a wide-brimmed felt hat with a big round face, and a few long dreadlocks protruded from the side.

A pair of small eyes were extremely sharp, looking back and forth at several of them.

Hood stood up and greeted him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the old man asked with a cold face:
"I'm Fei Ao, who the hell are you?"

Hood blinked: "Are you just kidding me?"

"Do I really look like someone who is joking with you?" Fei Ao lowered his face and stared at Hood.

With a wave of his palm, the two people next to him took a step forward and reached out to touch their waists.

"You're so fat you look like two people joking with me."

Hood didn't care about those two people at all, he looked at Fei Ao's fat figure and said with disgust.

The corner of Fei Ao's mouth rose, and he burst out laughing: "God, this didn't even fool you."

"It's been a long time since I saw you. I thought you were dead."

Fei Ao smiled and stretched out his hand to push away the two subordinates standing in front, hugged Hood, and patted him hard on the back a few times.

"Same, I thought you were dead too."

Hood also smiled, and also slapped him hard.

Seeing that they were joking, the nervous Carly was relieved.

It's not like Ethan, who has calmly helped the tea girl to read the palm prints.

　Thanks for the reward from Brother Love o Story, thank you

　　
　
(End of this chapter)