After a few small talks, dinner was quickly prepared.

There are all kinds of delicacies on the table one after another, not to mention anything else, the appearance is a must.

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

A whole plate of freshly baked croissants with the aroma of bread and butter in the air.

Oceanside is not far from Mexico, and when it comes to food, a large plate of Mexican tart is essential.

Inside the cast-iron pan next to it, a thick chunk of T-bone steak with olive oil still sizzling on top, and a few pieces of rosemary and carrots on top.

In the middle of the table, in a glass bowl that resembles a washbasin, vegetable salad is piled high.

"Thanks, this looks so delicious."

Ethan took the steak handed over by Mama Lan, smelled the fragrance, and gave a thumbs up in praise.

"If you like it."

Lan Ma combed back her short blonde hair, and said with a smile:

"If you don't have enough to eat."

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

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

Mother Lan was a little surprised, her sons were all arrogant lords.

Ordinary people don't look at it, but now they have changed their previous personality to Ethan.

Lan Ma put down the spatula and made it to the chair.

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

Daren immediately raised his eyebrows and spoke, and in his mouth, Ethan seemed to have turned into a humanoid weapon.

Lan Ma noticed the way her son's eyes lit up, and smiled secretly in her heart, although she made a joke with Uncle Jia today, but according to her intuition, Ethan was definitely straight.

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

Now it seems that Darren will definitely be disappointed.

But listening to what he said, this Ethan shouldn't be dragging his feet at that time.

Ethan heard what Daeron said, and hurriedly waved his hand:

"Daren is too exaggerated, those people just like to cause trouble, not a ruthless character."

"That's right."

Speaking of this, Buzz took a sip of red wine and cleared his throat: "What do you want about weapons?" ”

Hearing this, Ethan also became serious:

"Glock 17, and a handful of Uzi will do."

The more easily you use the firearm, the better, and the Glock 17 is a portable weapon that I have always used, with enough endurance and strong firepower, in Ethan's opinion, there are no shortcomings.

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

The people on the Mexican side are run by Buzz, and they usually run to Mexico when they are injured, after all, the private hospitals there don't ask questions.

After going back and forth, he got acquainted with a local gang leader, and this time he also needed his help.

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

After dinner and a short rest, Craig and Daren excitedly started calling.

"Party time."

Buzz patted Ethan on the shoulder: "I hope you have a good enough amount of alcohol, they two crazy people like to drink with people, I can't help you with this." ”

"As long as you don't make a fool of yourself, with your appearance and figure, you may be able to experience the enthusiasm of the West Coast girls tonight."

Ethan picked up the table wine, took a sip, and smiled at the corner of his eyes:

"I'm okay with my drinks, I should be fine."

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

Mama Lan held a glass of red wine and lay on the sofa chair to watch them busy.

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

It's a rush to Mexico, and it's no small feat.

In fact, this brings huge mental pressure to everyone.

When the time comes, it will be the ferocious Mexican gangs, not the kind of people who are scared to the bottom of their teeth today.

That's why Buzz and the others are going to have a party tonight, they want to vent that mental pressure, and they will be more calm when the time comes.

Just like the NBA prehistoric monster Chamberlain, before he goes on the court, if he has the opportunity, he has to give himself a shot.

Craig tossed a few pieces of wood into a nearby bucket and poured gasoline on them.

"Huh."

Ethan struck a thick match, flicking his fingers.

The wooden block burst into flames in the iron bucket, and the flames jumped on his face.

I don't know what Siobhan is doing, at this time, it should have just finished patrolling, Brock has become a sheriff, and now he must have caught the opportunity to sit in the office.

That belly of his, it's definitely hopeless.

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

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

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

Craig let out a shout that brought him back to his senses:

"Okay, here."

Under their arrangement, seven or eight iron buckets were lit in the backyard, and a wave of heat came, and now there was no cool feeling at night, but it felt similar to the day.

There were several tables next to it, filled with all kinds of fruits, more than 20 bottles of the best agave, a small basket of lemons, and a small dish of salt.

In a large plastic box on the ground next to it, it was piled with ice and beer.

It's an American party, alcohol, alcohol, alcohol.

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

I don't know how many people will be able to play this kind of game tomorrow.

Buzz put down a loud speaker and wiped a handful of sweat: "No problem, it's over tomorrow afternoon, besides, we'll decide when to do it." ”

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

As he spoke, there was a hint of murder on his face, and he reached out and pressed the switch hard, and the rhythmic rap music sounded.

At the same time, Dylan also stepped over the guardrail on the second floor to close the switch.

Between the branches and leaves of the green plants against the wall, neon lights flashed brightly.

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

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

"Woohoo!"

Daeron screamed and leapt high from the second-floor guardrail, his frantic blonde hair flying.

"Boom."

A large splash 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 madman.

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

(End of chapter)