My Beauty Variety: Starting from Banshee Town

"Short black hair?"

Ethan put on a short-sleeved floral shirt, raised his head and looked over.

Five or six people came towards them menacingly, holding machetes in their hands and looking fierce.

What a coincidence, it looks too familiar.

The two people walking next to him were the two drug dealers he threw into the sea when they were on the trestle.

Baz quickly put on his vest, but it was obvious to the people on the other side that he was coming with bad intentions.

Although he didn't recognize them, the tattoos on their bodies made Baz recognize them as members of the Mad Dog Gang.

These people are not as easy to mess with as the surfers just now.

He didn’t know why Ethan got into trouble with these people when he first came to Oceanside, but he wasn’t afraid of these people, he just admired Ethan’s ability to cause trouble.

Darren and Craig also looked on guard and looked at Ethan, wondering what was going on.

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

"That's him." The man in the blue shirt raised the machete in his hand and pointed at Ethan fiercely:

"This is the bastard who threw us off the pier into the sea."

"Boy, I have to destroy you."

Baz and the others glanced at each other and knew what was going on. The other party was holding a machete, and Ethan couldn't beat him. He couldn't just sit back and watch, so they all walked towards the jeep.

Ethan was a little impatient, reached behind and quickly pulled the slide to load the gun.

"Bang bang bang."

Several pillars of sand stirred up from the ground, and the scene fell silent.

"What did you just say?" Ethan pointed at the blue shirt while holding up the Colt M1911:

"Please say it again, I didn't hear you clearly just now."

Blue Shirt felt an itch between his eyebrows. It could be seen from the other person's eyes that he was by no means the kind of person who only used a gun to scare people.

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

"are you sure?"

Ethan's gun fired in a circle, and several members of the Mad Dog Gang did not dare to move.

The blue shirt nodded quickly, not daring to breathe.

"get out."

If it weren't for the fear of causing trouble for Baz and the others, Ethan would have fired at his head just a few times. He put away the gun and waved away angrily.

Several people from the Mad Dog Gang breathed a sigh of relief.

They retreated slowly. Some people panicked and sped up. Others immediately fled in confusion.

Ethan turned around and threw something over.

He raised his hand and caught it. It was a can of cold beer.

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

"Snapped."

Ethan opened the pull tab, and beer foam spurted out from inside. He took a big sip, and then raised the can:

"certainly."

"cut."

Darren threw the pistol behind his back into the car with no belief on his face.

"Let's go."

Craig had already sat in the car and patted the door several times:

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

After something like this 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, Mother Lan had prepared a place for him to rest.

Under the leadership of Lan Ma, 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."

"Thanks."

Looking at the brand new bedding 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, so I will take care of you as if they were them."

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

"Okay, you can rest first."

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

Unexpectedly, he was actually teased.

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

Neither Darren nor Craig left, and were returning to their rooms to rest, yelling.

This is interesting. In the United States, most people who already have financial means will move out and find a place to live on their own.

It’s not that there are none who still live with their families, but they are very few.

Now, several of Lan Ma's sons are living with her.

Thinking of what Jiabo said about the Beast Family, it was a bit interesting. According to his judgment, Lan Ma also had a one-size-fits-all character.

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

Her sons were like a pack of wolves under her, hunting specifically for her.

It's just that Ethan is not very optimistic about her model. He appreciates Hood's model more. When there is work, everyone gathers together to work, and when there is no work, they spread out and everyone has their own life.

This can also avoid many conflicts. Under strong control, it will be very dangerous if there is a backlash.

But it had nothing to do with him, Ethan put down the blinds and returned to bed.

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

I don’t know how long it took before Lan Ma’s voice sounded:

"Ethan, dinner is ready."

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

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

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

He lifted the quilt and sat blankly for a while, then gathered himself and got dressed.

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

From his position, he looked out to the backyard. The garden lights and the swimming pool wall lights had been turned on, and the waves were swaying.

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

After chatting with Jabber on the phone for a few words, he hung up the phone and walked down the stairs.

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

As soon as I got down, I heard Mother Lan's shouting and the clanking of the spatula.

Baz was sitting at the dining table, chewing an apple. When he saw Ethan coming down, he raised his hand and threw a banana over:

"I'll be ready soon. Eat some fruit first. How did you sleep?"

"not bad."

Ethan walked over to the table and put down the banana.

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

"Please, Craig."

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

"Put those damn pants on."

They were used to Craig being like this, but now that there were guests, Baz felt a sense of embarrassment.

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

Craig turned around and saw Ethan, and quickly took the pillow thrown by Darren to cover it underneath.

"It doesn't matter, just be yourself."

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

"certainly."

Craig shook his long brown hair with a smile. He walked to the living room aside with a popsicle in his mouth, found a pair of beach shorts and put them on.