My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 297

"Black short hair?"

Ethan put on a short-sleeved floral shirt and looked up.

Five or six people walked towards them aggressively, holding machetes in their hands, and looked fierce.

Coincidentally, it looks too familiar.

The two people walking beside were the two drug dealers who were thrown into the sea by him when they were on the trestle bridge.

Buzz put on his vest in a hurry, and the people on the opposite side were clearly hostile.

Although they didn't know each other, the tattoos on their bodies made Buzz recognize them as members of the Mad Dog Gang.

These people are no better than those surfers just now, and they are not easy to mess with.

I don't know why Ethan got into trouble with these people when he first came to Oceanside, but he is not afraid of these people, he just admires Ethan's ability to cause trouble.

Daeron and Craig also looked on guard, looking at Ethan at the same time, not knowing what it was.

Ethan closed the car door and walked up to the people opposite.

"It's him." The man in the blue shirt raised the machete in his hand and pointed at Ethan viciously:
"That's the bastard who threw us off the jetty into the sea."

"Boy, I have to destroy you."

Buzz and the others glanced at each other, knowing what was going on, the other was holding a machete, Ethan couldn't beat it, and he couldn't just sit back and watch, so they all walked towards the jeep.

Ethan was a little impatient, stretched out his hand to copy back, and quickly pulled the sleeve to load.

"Bang bang bang."

A few pillars of sand were stirred up on the ground, and the scene was silent.

"What did you just say?" Ethan pointed at the blue shirt with his Colt M1911:
"Please say it again, I didn't hear clearly just now."

The blue shirt only felt a itch between his brows, and it could be seen from the other party's eyes that he was definitely not the kind of person who only used guns to scare him.

He swallowed hard: "I'm very sorry, I recognized the wrong person."

"Are you sure?"

Ethan swept his gun around, and the Mad Dog gang didn't dare to move.

The blue shirt nodded quickly, not daring to breathe.

"get out."

If it wasn't for the fear of causing trouble for Buzz and the others, Ethan would have fired at the forehead a few shots just now. He put away the gun and waved away angrily.

Several members of the Mad Dog Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

They retreated slowly, some panicked and accelerated, and the others immediately fled in embarrassment.

Ethan turned around and threw something over.

He raised his hand to catch it, it was a can of cold beer.

Buzz closed the incubator, took a sip of beer, and said with a smile: "The police, right?"

"Snapped."

Ethan opened the tab, and the beer foam gushed out from it. He took a big sip, and then raised the can:
"of course."

"cut."

Dylan threw the pistol behind his back into the car with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Let's go."

Craig had already sat in the car and slapped the door a few times:

"Hurry up, or the note will come soon."

After such a thing happened, it was impossible for them to continue surfing, so they had to go home.

When he returned to their home, to Ethan's surprise, Lan Ma had already prepared his resting place.

Under Lan Ma's lead, Ethan walked with her to a room on the second floor, which had been tidied up.

"This is the room of my eldest son, the Pope. You can rest here tonight."

"Thank you."

Looking at the brand new quilt and soft mattress, Ethan could only say thank you.

Mother Lan took a step forward: "Don't be too polite, you and my sons are about the same age, I will take care of you as if I were them."

Seeing her open arms, Ethan couldn't refuse anymore, and hugged her.

"Okay, you rest first."

Mother Lan patted his butt, turned and walked out of the room: "I'll call you when dinner is ready."

Unexpectedly, he was molested.

Ethan shook his head, walked to the window, and closed the blinds.

Neither Darren nor Craig left, they were returning to their room to rest, yelling.

This is interesting. On Laomei's side, the vast majority of people who already have financial means will move out and find a place to live by themselves.

Those who still live with their family members are not saying that there are none, but very few.

Now, several sons of Mother Lan live with her.

Thinking of the beast family that Jia Bo mentioned, it is so interesting. According to his judgment, Mama Lan also has a character that is unambiguous.

In his opinion, this blue mother is like a wolf king, firmly controlling the power of the family.

The sons are like a pack of wolves under her, hunting specially for her.

It's just that Ethan is not very optimistic about her model. He appreciates Hood's style more. If there is work, everyone will get together to work, and if there is no work, they will disperse. Each has his own life.

This can also avoid a lot of contradictions. Under strong control, once it backfires, it is very dangerous.

But it has nothing to do with him, Ethan put down the blinds and went back to bed.

Putting the pistol under the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

I don't know how long it took before Mother Lan's voice sounded:

"Ethan, dinner is ready."

Hearing the noise, he opened his eyes, and only when he saw the palm leaves outside the window did he realize that he was no longer in Banshee Town, Pennsylvania.

"Okay, I'll go down right now."

Ethan replied, and the footsteps outside the door went away.

He lifted the quilt and sat blankly for a while, then calmed down and put on his clothes.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the red clouds all over the sky, and the clouds in the sky were like fish scales.

Looking out from his position is the backyard. The garden lights and the wall lights of the swimming pool have been turned on, and the waves are swaying.

The light reflects on the tropical plants around the courtyard, showing a completely different style from the east.

After talking with Jaber on the phone, he hung up the phone and walked down the stairs.

"Craig, please put on your pants, we have guests."

As soon as I went there, I heard Mother Lan shouting, and the spatula was banging loudly.

Buzz was sitting at the dining table with an apple in his mouth. Seeing Ethan come down, he raised his hand and threw a banana over:
"It'll be fine soon, eat some fruit first, how are you sleeping?"

"pretty good."

Ethan walked to the dining table and put down the bananas.

In the refrigerator next to the kitchen, Craig was rummaging through it naked.

"Please, Craig."

Buzz took a big bite out of the apple and threw it at Craig:

"Put those damn pants on."

They were used to Craig's appearance, but now that they had guests, Buzz felt humiliated.

"Sorry, I didn't notice you coming down."

Craig turned his head to see Ethan, and quickly took the pillow thrown by Daeron to block it.

"It's okay, just be yourself."

Ethan pulled out his chair and sat down, winking at him: "As long as you don't take off your clothes while eating."

"of course."

Craig smiled and shook his long brown hair. He bit a popsicle and walked to the living room aside, looking for a pair of beach shorts to put on.

(End of this chapter)