My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

After Feiao and Hu De exchanged a few words, they clapped their hands:

"Everybody get out."

The tea-making girl stood up reluctantly, Brother Pingtou and the others walked out of the reception room together, and closed the door to block out the noise outside.

Fei Ao pulled him over and sat down on a chair, his fat body making the chair creak.

Hood sat down and raised his chin toward the door: "So, you are the manager here now?"

Feiao grabbed his tied beard and said with a smile:

"Someone has to keep these places stable, and I worked hard to gain the recognition of the Chinese."

Hood nodded, these gangs in Chinatown are notoriously xenophobic, and Feiao must have put in a lot of effort to get to the top.

"Won't you introduce these two friends of yours?"

Fatty sat tall and looked at Carly and Ethan.

"This is Carly."

"This is Ethan."

Hood turned around and introduced everyone to each other.

Carly and Feio raised their hands to say hello, and Ethan nodded at him.

Hood paused and made a shooting gesture:

"Are you still in this business now?"

"Of course, did you come to me just for the gun?" Feiao covered his chest: "Man, this makes me sad."

Hood waved his hand and asked seriously: "Don't talk nonsense. I'm in a hurry. I don't have any money with me right now. Can you give me the gun first and give you the money later?"

This kind of request is actually very excessive, especially for those in the black gun business.

If the person who bought the gun gets shot, they can't pursue the money back from the dead.

Feiao picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then drank the cup heavily:

"No, don't even think about it."

"If it weren't for you, I would have turned into a pile of rotten bones and scum. You risked your life to save me, but I will always remember it in my heart."

"Just take whatever you need, it's mine, it's free."

"Thank you." Hood's face stiffened for a moment, then he smiled helplessly.

"Finally I've tricked you." Feiao folded his hands in front of him with a smile on his face: "Speaking of which, since you need a gun, as usual I have to ask, what do you want to use it for?"

"Practice your marksmanship."

Hood didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even blink an eyelid.

Feiao grinned and shook his head: "No matter what you do, just avoid the area around Chinatown. This is my territory, okay?"

"no problem."

"When do you want it?"

"The sooner the better."

Feiao stood up holding on to the armrest and clapped his hands: "A Dong."

Brother Flathead opened the door and walked in. Feiao waved to Hood: "Come with me, soldier boy."

Feiao put his hands behind his back and took the lead to walk to the other side.

Hood, Ethan and Carly quickly followed Feiao's heavy footsteps and turned a few corners along a narrow passage.

Everything above has been opened up, and the secret passages are like a maze.

Gang members covered in tattoos can be seen everywhere along the way, but under the leadership of Fei Ao, they flowed smoothly.

After walking more than a hundred meters on the second floor and going down the stairs, the group came to a remote back alley.

A blue van was parked in the back alley with its head facing outward.

The ground is littered with garbage and rats are rampant.

Ethan carefully jumped over a puddle of sewage and followed A Dong, also known as Brother Flathead, to the back of the truck.

Hearing footsteps, a small window next to him opened a crack.

A Dong gestured towards the small window, and with a bang, the window closed. With keen eyesight, Ethan saw the person inside holding a submachine gun.

Feiao took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to A Dong.

After more than ten seconds, the big iron lock hanging on the car door was opened.

"I won't go up, you can choose for yourself." Feiao took out a towel from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his forehead:

"I wouldn't let ordinary people come over, but soldier boy, you can do whatever you want."

Carly grabbed A Dong's hand and climbed into the car:

"Why does he keep calling you Soldier Boy?"

Hood smiled, held on to the back of the car and climbed up: "I served in the army when I was young."

"How many things are you hiding from me?" Carly rolled her eyes at him.

Near the car door, there were a few cardboard boxes randomly placed, and further inside, they were separated by translucent soft curtains.

A Dong walked inside, and the dark carriage quickly became brighter.

Ethan followed closely behind, and when he opened the soft door curtain, his eyes lit up.

Inside the van was an arsenal, with two long tables filled with guns, including rifles, shotguns, and submachine guns.

The cars on both sides were also covered with knives and pistols.

Ethan asked A Dong: "Do you have a body armor?"

"have."

A Dong grabbed his flat head, bent down and pulled out a cardboard box from under the table, which was filled with soft body armor.

Ethan grabbed three pieces of body armor and threw two to Hood and Carly.

While changing his clothes, he glanced at the weapons in the car.

His own small weapon was the Desert Eagle, which was completely sufficient. His eyes were all scanning the big guy.

His gaze quickly stopped, Ethan grinned and walked towards the target.

A huge machine gun was placed on the table. The length of the gun was about one meter, and the folding tripod was opened. It looked domineering.

Noticing Ethan's gaze, A Dong stretched out his hand and introduced:

"The M249 squad machine gun uses 5.56mm bullets. The total weight after loading the magazine is about 20 kilograms. Are you sure you want to use this?"

The next moment, Ethan easily lifted the machine gun with one hand, put it on his hand and shook it with satisfaction.

A Dong closed his mouth knowingly and cast an admiring look.

He found a plastic magazine from the side that was bigger than a brick and placed it on the table, making a heavy sound.

A Dong knocked on the magazine, raised his eyebrows and said:

"I have a plastic magazine with two hundred bullets in it. As long as the other party is not an army, it will be enough for you."

"Thanks."

Ethan grinned and said, "I'll have a drink with you when I get the chance."

Flat-headed brother A Dong nodded: "Of course, I'll treat you to a good Chinese wine, Maotai. I guarantee you will like it."

The two of them bumped their fists and looked at each other with a smile. They just didn't know each other without fighting.

Hood saw Ethan holding an M249 and swinging it casually in his hand, and the corners of his eyes twitched. Fortunately, this pervert was his companion.

Hood and Carly quickly selected suitable guns. Ethan found some grenades in the box next to him. He grabbed a few and stuffed them into his body without hesitation, and placed them in the space.

Seeing the murderous look on the guy they were holding, A Dong immediately decided not to take him out today.

Putting their chosen weapons into bags, they all jumped out of the car.

Feiao was smoking outside. He saw that everyone had a long package on their back, and the corners of his mouth raised:

"Have you got everything?"

"Yes, thank you for your help, I hope we can have another chance to meet."

Hood walked up to him and hugged him hard.

After saying goodbye to Feiao, the three of them dispersed and returned to the car one after another.