My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Hey."

Someone took a sip of beer and raised his arms high: "Grandma, you are in the wrong place. This is not a supermarket."

"Hahaha."

Everyone who noticed this scene burst into laughter.

"move."

An old black man with a big gold chain came forward, shook his head and said: "This is not the place you should come, if you don't want your vehicle to be damaged."

The words are ugly, but there are no bad intentions.

The car door creaked open, and a shiny leather shoe stepped firmly on the ground.

Under the mocking eyes of everyone, Ethan carefully stroked his oily head and got out of the driver's seat with a cigarette in his mouth. He straightened his back and scanned everyone present with his sharp eyes.

This momentum is like driving a Bugatti Veyron.

Not an old Corolla.

He has a straight nose, a handsome face, a custom-made suit worth more than 10,000 US dollars, and an extremely domineering gaze.

The person who noticed him suddenly had a comment in his mind.

Suit thugs!

This handsome and cool appearance made many women lick their lips, clamp their legs together, and want to drag this man into the house immediately and have a crazy time with him.

This arrogant look also caused dissatisfaction among some men.

Of course, they would not admit that they felt like a second-rate person in front of this man.

"asshole."

A man with a colorful turban came over carrying a beer bottle and cursed dissatisfiedly: "This is not a supermarket or a bank. Get out of here right now, or else."

"Hey."

As he moved forward, someone else reached out to grab him: "Are you crazy?"

"This is the Black Viper."

"Viper?"

The flower turban stopped in surprise.

"That's right."

The tall fat man who held his arm looked at Ethan and said excitedly: "It's the Viper tonight. It's a madman, a violent mother-in-law. I like him."

"If you want to attack him, I will be the first to deal with you."

As Fatty Gao's voice sounded, the crowd of onlookers gradually recognized the person coming.

Even those who had not watched the game just now, in the midst of whispers, figured out where the other party was coming from, and cast surprised glances.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be such a person.

Although he has a bit of a violent vibe, it turns out that such a gentle guy got the qualification to be a Braga driver and tied for first place with the legendary underground driver Toledo.

"Mr. Viper."

The big gold chain who came up just now looked at Ethan in surprise and stammered: "I didn't expect you to be so handsome. It doesn't matter where you park your car."

"Hahaha."

Hearing what the other party said, Ethan laughed happily: "You are a very nice person, you can say more."

"Uh-huh."

Flicking his fingers, Corolla's keys flew forward: "If you can, please help me park the car."

"no problem."

Da Jin Lian excitedly took the car keys and said excitedly under the envious eyes of everyone: "Don't worry, keep it with me. If anyone wants to damage your car, I will beat the shit out of them."

"Thanks."

Ethan walked forward with a smile and gently patted the big gold chain on the shoulder.

When he came to the flower headscarf, his steps stopped.

"Feel sorry."

The colorful turban didn't dare to look directly into the other person's eyes, and murmured: "I didn't know it was you, Mr. Viper."

Shrugging, Ethan put one hand in his pocket and walked inside.

That Viper must not be driven.

O'Connor would definitely put that car on his radar. Even if the other party didn't do that, the battered car would still be stopped by the patrol at any time for questioning.

There’s no need to drive around ostentatiously anymore.

After getting the car into the river, he took a taxi back to his rented apartment.

After washing up, I drove over in the Corolla.

As long as you have enough confidence, you won't care about other people's eyes, especially this is a rally of drag racing gangs. The flower turban is not afraid of him as a person, but because of his power when driving.

To be honest, Ethan has really conquered many fans.

If Flower Turban dares to speak rudely, there will definitely be many people here to deal with him.

"Mr. Viper."

"Good evening."

"Mr. Viper, have a nice evening."

"Hey Viper, want to take us in for a couple of drinks?"

As Ethan walked through the crowd, greetings rang out everywhere he went. People are all vain, and he was no exception. A smile appeared on his lips.

The glory of the winner is quite enjoyable.

Of course, you still have to pretend.

Facing the greetings, he just put one hand in his pocket and nodded slightly.

In the eyes of others, it adds a bit of mystery.

After passing the van equipped with a large sound system, we went straight to this small building. It should be Campos' regular entertainment venue, which was decorated like a nightclub.

Once inside, the quality of the girls has gone up to another level.

He was so excited to see the hip-hugging skirts and hot pants. When he noticed Ethan coming over, many girls came forward with smiles.

Take advantage of him or let him take advantage of you, or both.

While enjoying his hand addiction, Ethan distracted his attention on the radar.

This building obviously has a negative floor, and there are many light spots below. There is an elevator door guarded by two strong men diagonally opposite, which should be a special passage.

Under the guidance of Campos, Ethan walked along the stairs to the second floor.

There was also a bald man guarding the entrance to the stairs.

The two ordinary-looking girls turned around angrily and went downstairs when the other shook their heads in refusal.

A blond girl with good looks and figure walked in with her head held high, and the same was true for men. Those without any connections or strength would still be turned away.

"Mr. Viper."

The bald man saw Ethan appear, nodded and moved away.

These guys all use that car as their names, or nicknames.

Ethan had no intention of correcting himself and walked up to the second floor.

Above, there was also a huge crowd.

On the DJ stage, a woman in a bikini was dancing and full of passion.

The entire second floor is also decorated in a nightclub style.

The blue and red neon lights decorate the top very psychedelically. The quality and quantity of the girls here are much higher than those on the first floor. The red men and women of Los Angeles are enjoying the party tonight.

As his eyes turned, he stopped in the direction of the bar.

With his bald head and pretty face, he was particularly conspicuous. Ethan walked over with a cigarette in his mouth.

"A glass of bourbon."

He waved to the female bartender and said hello, pulled up the high stool and sat down: "Pure, don't add anything, thank you!"

This corner seems a little quiet.

Especially after I came here, it became even quieter.

Taking the whiskey, Ethan raised his glass sideways: "Good evening, I thought this was the winner's party?"

Hearing this, O'Connor's face darkened.

Tres grinned and smiled at the undercover agent. (End of chapter)