My Beauty Collection: Starting from Banshee Town

Chapter 298 Enthusiasm like fire
After chatting for a while, dinner was soon ready.

All kinds of delicacies were placed on the dining table one after another, among other things, the presentation was outstanding.

In terms of cooking skills, it can be seen that Lan Ma has worked hard.

A huge plate of freshly baked croissants fills the air with the smell of bread and butter.

Oceanside is not far from Mexico, and it is also influenced by Mexican food in terms of diet. A large plate of Mexican tacos is essential.

In the cast iron pot next to it, there is a thick and large piece of T-bone steak, the olive oil on it is still sizzling, and a few rosemary and carrot cubes are placed on it.

In the middle of the table, in a glass bowl like a washbasin, vegetable salads are piled high.

"Thanks, this looks delicious."

Ethan took the steak handed over by Lan Ma, smelled the aroma, and gave a thumbs up to praise.

"As long as you like it."

Mother Lan combed back her short blond hair, and said with a smile:

"Let's talk if it's not enough to eat."

She tapped a few people next to her with a spatula: "With these boys here, we can eat enough at home."

Darren grabbed a croissant and stuffed it into his mouth, took a big bite, and then threw another one to Ethan.

Mother Lan was a little surprised, these sons of hers were all arrogant masters.

Ordinary people, they don't look directly at them, but now they have changed their previous personality when facing Ethan.

Lan Ma put down the spatula and put it on the chair.

She slowly cut the steak, forked the beef into her mouth: "You guys went surfing today, what fun happened?"

Daeron immediately began to talk happily. In his mouth, Ethan seemed to have turned into a humanoid weapon.

Mother Lan noticed how her son's eyes were shining, and she smiled secretly. Although she made a joke with Jia Bo today, according to her instinct, Ethan is definitely straight.

She is very clear about her son's sexual orientation, but she just doesn't want to reveal it.

Now it seems that Dylan will definitely be disappointed.

But listening to what he said, this Ethan should not hold back by then.

Ethan waved his hands quickly when he heard what Daeron said:

"Daeron is too exaggerated. Those people just like to cause trouble, they are not ruthless characters."

"correct."

Having said that, Buzz took a sip of red wine and cleared his throat: "About weapons, what do you ask for?"

Hearing this, Ethan also became serious:

"Glock 17, and an Uzi will do."

The easier it is to use a firearm, the better. The Glock 17 is a sidearm that I have always used. It has enough battery life and strong firepower. In Ethan's view, there are no shortcomings.

Buzz nodded to Ethan: "No problem, these are easy to get."

The people in Mexico were managed by Buzz. They usually went to Mexico when they were injured. After all, the private hospitals there would not ask questions.

After coming and going, he got acquainted with a local gang leader, and this time he needed his help in the past.

It's just that the people over there won't help Lanma deal with Gu Chen, and help outsiders deal with their own people. It's not good to spread the word, which is why Buzz and the others need to do it themselves.

After eating dinner and resting for a while, Craig and Darren excitedly made a phone call.

"party time."

Buzz patted Ethan on the shoulder: "I hope you can drink well enough. The two lunatics like to drink with others. I can't help you with this."

"As long as you don't make a fool of yourself, with your looks and figure, you might be able to experience the passion of a West Coast girl tonight."

Ethan picked up the table wine and took a sip, with a smile in the corner of his eyes:

"My drinking capacity is okay, so I should be fine."

After Craig and the others made a dozen phone calls, they called Buzz and Ethan to set up in the backyard.

Mother Lan was holding a glass of red wine, lying on the sofa and watching them busy.

The scene seemed to be a relaxed and happy atmosphere, but Ethan could feel that everyone, including himself, exuded an inexplicable violent aura.

This is going to Mexico Rush, which is no small matter.

In fact, this brings great mental pressure to everyone.

When the time comes, they will be facing vicious Mexican gangsters, not the kind of people who are so frightened when their teeth are knocked out today.

This is also the reason why Buzz and the others are going to hold a party tonight. They want to vent that mental pressure, and they will be more calm when they do things.

Just like Chamberlain, the prehistoric behemoth of the NBA, before going on the court, if there is a chance, he must give himself a shot.

Craig threw a few pieces of wood into a nearby iron bucket, and then poured gasoline on it.

"Shh."

Ethan struck a thick match and flicked his fingers.

The block of wood burned blazingly in the iron barrel, and the flames danced continuously on his face.

I don't know what Siobhan and the others are doing. At this time, the patrol should have just ended. Brock has become the sheriff, and he must sit in the office when he gets the chance.

That belly of his is definitely hopeless.

And Hood, I don't know where he has gone.

When he left, he didn't leave any contact information, and his phone was smashed. This guy planned to continue to exile himself.

"Ethan, hurry up, the girls will be here soon."

Craig yelled, bringing him back to his senses:

"Okay, here we come."

Under their arrangement, seven or eight iron barrels were set ablaze in the backyard, and there were waves of heat. Now there is no feeling of coolness at night, but it feels similar to daytime.

There are several tables next to it, which are filled with various fruits, more than 20 bottles of top-quality tequila, a small basket of lemons and a small dish of salt.

A large plastic box on the ground next to it was filled with ice cubes and beer.

This is an American party, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol.

Ethan picked up a can of beer and gestured at the tequila on it: "Buzz, are you sure you want to do this?"

This kind of gameplay, I don't know how many people will be able to get up tomorrow.

Buzz put down a loud speaker and wiped off his sweat: "No problem, let's go there tomorrow afternoon. Besides, we decide when to do it."

"Don't think about it now, party time."

While speaking, with a murderous look on his face, he stretched out his hand and pressed the switch forcefully, and the fast-paced rap music played.

At the same time, Darren also straddled the guardrail on the second floor to close the switch.

Among the branches and leaves of the green plants against the wall, colorful lights of neon lights suddenly flashed.

The sea breeze blew in at the right time, and the branches and leaves swayed.

Looking at the burning fire barrels around him, Ethan gulped down his beer, suppressing his eagerness to complete the task.

"Whoop!"

With a strange cry, Daelen jumped high from the guardrail on the second floor, his frantic blond hair flying up.

"Boom."

A large ball of water exploded, and his landing point was only half a meter away from the edge of the pool.

Ethan and Buzz glanced at each other and raised their middle fingers at the lunatic.

Not long after the party scene was set up, the doorbell rang one after another, and girls in cool clothes came to the backyard cheering.

(End of this chapter)