As night fell, Miss Sklee urged the children to go to bed as she turned off the lights room by room.

Little Luca and Reagan took the roast sausage brought by Mu Yan to the quilt and tasted it, although the roasted sausage had long since lost its temperature after a few hours, but for the orphans who could only eat a big pot of rice for a long time, this was still an irresistible delicacy!

Mu Yan opened the window and whistled, and the owl on the stone wall subconsciously twisted his head 180 degrees, turned his head and stared at Mu Yan with yellow and black eyes...... And the grilled sausage in his hand, the taste of the hot dog at noon is still fresh in his memory.

Living up to its expectations, Mu Yan waved the roasted sausage in his hand.

The owl immediately flapped its wings and flew to the window, snatched the roasted sausage from his hand, and allowed Mu Yan to touch its head before flying to his nest to continue tasting the food.

Looking at the figure eating on the wall, Mu Yan slowly closed the window and showed a smile.

"Good night, Mr. Owl!"

He carefully climbed into bed, pulled over the quilt, and looked at the ceiling with his hands behind his head, reliving his plans for the night in his mind.

The night is getting deeper......

……

At about two or three o'clock in the morning, the fog was thick, and a crack opened in the door of the orphanage, and a thin figure squeezed out of the door with a large suitcase.

He held the box in his two hands, looked cautiously at the wall, and then walked towards the corner of the street, the light was dim, and the fog soon drowned out his figure.

……

Squeak –

The door of the sycamore leaf pizzeria was pushed open, and a boy of about eleven or twelve years old walked in through the thick fog with a suitcase as tall as him.

At this time, there were not many customers in the store, two or three drunks were lying on the table in the corner, and then there was no one else.

The bearded boss specially turned off the corner light for them, and then continued to work diligently in front of the front desk.

This is a kind-hearted boss, even if the drunkards vomit his beloved table dirty, he still won't disturb their sweet dreams at this time, because he understands that these people who suffer a lot in reality can only feel a little happy at this time.

"I want a 'delicious summer' pizza" Mu Yan sat on the stool at the front desk and knocked on the table, "Egg filling!" ”

The bearded boss looked up at him, not in the slightest intention of leaving.

"You'll be beaten up if you sneak out at night, little ghost!" He quickly picked up a plate, staggered his hands on the front and back, twisted it again, and quickly wiped a plate clean.

"Isn't that just about to go home?" Mu Yan patted his big box, "I want to give them a big gift!" ”

The bearded boss looked up again and looked at him carefully for a moment before putting down the plate in his hand and walking into the kitchen.

"You've got a good eye, we've got some of the best 'delicious summers' in London!" His voice came from the kitchen, boasting as he baked a pizza, "The old king on the street corner comes to buy one every day!" ”

"Lao Wang is a cripple, sir......" Mu Yan followed his words without a match, and after waiting for about 20 minutes, the bearded boss put the pizza that had been cut and placed in the carton in front of Mu Yan.

"How much, bearded boss?"

"For the sake of you being my first guest tonight, this box of pizzas will be given to you for free, and I will tell them a word about the Sycamore Leaf Pizzeria and welcome them next time!" The bearded man waved his hand nonchalantly, and rubbed Mu Yan's somewhat dry hair with a smile.

"Thank you so much!" Mu Yan didn't dodge, let him touch his head, and replied with a smile, "I will definitely bring the words!" ”

As he spoke, he pulled the box in one hand and the pizza in the other, turned and walked towards the door.

"Goodbye, boss!" He pushed the door open with his foot.

"Goodbye little ghost, I'll give you a twenty percent discount next time!"

Mu Yan turned around and smiled.

Bang!

The door of the shop was closed, isolating the gray-white fog from the figures who were submerged in it.

……

At night, London was completely shrouded in a thick fog, and there was nothing to see from almost ten meters away.

However, this did not have any effect on Mu Yan, who could explore the path with spiritual power.

At this moment, he was humming a little song, sitting under a street lamp, shaking the powdered sleeping pills onto a silver dinner knife by the faint light, spreading it evenly, and then carefully smearing it into the cheese and pizza layer.

"Sleep, sleep, my dear darling, Daddy's arm will always protect you, all the happiness wishes in the world, all the warmth belongs to you......"

After humming the last sentence, the lid of the pizza box closed again, and Mu Yan stood up and looked somewhere in the thick fog, as if he saw the figure walking back and forth in the distance.

"Daddy is here to bring you supper, are you ready?" Smiling softly, Mu Yan walked into the fog with a pizza box......

……

As a veteran, Sinleton has been with Fulin for many years, when he was expelled from the army and sent to prison because he injured the son of a battalion commander in a fight in the army.

In that dark and dirty prison, he stayed for half a year before being released on bail, but the life he came out of was not as good as he imagined, he was crammed into the most smelly and rotten small board room in the civilian area every day, trying to find a job but no one wanted to hire him - a guy who had been in prison was not welcome anywhere!

As the days passed, there was little left of the savings he had saved, and he met the boss of Fusen under the introduction of a "friend", and he has been following Fusen as his personal bodyguard after showing his hands, which has been 5 years.

Sinleton exhaled a puff of smoke, which soon mixed with the fog in front of him, and during this time the boss and the Merck brothers were getting closer and closer, which made him very uneasy, and he always had a feeling that he could not keep his job.

After following the boss for so many years, he knows best the boss's stingy and unsympathetic character, if the Mock brothers can really provide great help to the boss, then it is very possible for the boss to kick himself away and replace them, after all, at this age, he has passed the most capable period.

He walked with a cigarette in his mouth and a little irritab.

Suddenly, his ears moved.

"Who?"

He skillfully turned and drew his gun, and his movements were clean and coherent, and he obviously didn't fall behind for a moment what he had learned in the army.

Then he saw an 11-year-old boy standing trembling in the direction of his gun, the pizza in his hand had fallen to the ground in fright, and the lid was lifted to reveal the golden dough and fragrant cheese inside.

"Please...... Excuse me...... Over here...... Here it is...... Fulin Street? ”

The little boy was clearly in a state of extreme fear, stammering before he could finish a sentence.

Sinleton pursed his lips disdainfully and put the pistol away.

"Fulin Street is opposite! Stinky little ghost! This is the Crystal Lake Villas! He has never had a good impression of this kind of child, and naturally he will not be so polite when he speaks.

"Thank you...... Thank you! The little boy hurriedly thanked him, stooped down to pick up the pizza box on the floor and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Sinleton suddenly screamed.

The little boy's figure suddenly stiffened there.

"Also...... Anything else...... Mr? ”

"Leave the pizza behind! You're good to go! Sinleton swallowed in his throat, the rich aroma of cheese wafting into his nose when the pizza box fell, and he could immediately smell that it was his favorite "delicious summer day"! He was also a little hungry in the middle of the night.

"Yes...... But ...... "The little boy was obviously embarrassed, and it seemed that he had bought a pizza for someone else.

"Fuck off! Stinky little ghost! Impatiently, Sinleton snatched the pizza box and kicked the little boy into the grass beside him, snorting in satisfaction when he heard the stray footsteps of the grass quickly leaving.

"A stinky little ghost!" He grinned smugly, "I have to ask Ramo and them to eat together, and I will rely on them to help me in the future!" ”

Sinleton turned to leave.

The fog was raging, and he didn't notice that not far from here, the little boy who was "frightened" just now was standing quietly under a tree, his eyes falling on him through the obstruction of the thick fog, and his mouth was softly chanting something!

The fog rolls, faintly tinged with a touch of black!

……

An hour later,

Piercing and piercing-

Mu Yan dragged the huge box from the thick fog, the black fog automatically separated a path in front of him, he pulled the box without hindrance and walked to Sinleton's side, bent down and groped around him for a while, and took out a bunch of keys.

Patting his lifeless face, Mu Yan smiled and walked towards the door of the villa.

In order not to be noticed by them that there was a problem with the pizza, Mu Yan only smeared a small amount of sleeping pills in the pizza, although this dose could not make them all fall asleep, but it was still possible to make them sleepy and dull their senses.

For the rest of his time, he used all his magic to maintain the Corrosive Mist for a full hour! By the time these bodyguards fell to the ground and noticed that something was wrong, they could no longer move, and could only watch themselves being slowly corroded, unable to even make a sound!

After trying three keys, the fourth finally opened the door to the villa.

Carrying the big box to the staircase, Mu Yan came back and closed the door, wiped the sweat from his head a little tiredly, and maintained the corrosive fog for a whole hour, he felt that his whole body was about to be emptied.

The magic power and spiritual power have bottomed out, and without the assistance of spiritual power, God knows how many heels he fell from the fog just now!

I listened attentively, and there was a dull snoring sound from the second floor.

Shrugging his shoulders a little helplessly, Mu Yan laid the big box flat, took out two shoe covers from it and put them on his feet, then thought about it, and pulled out another piece from the box...... Slab bricks!

After two strokes and a test of the feel, he nodded with satisfaction, followed the rhythm of snoring step by step to the second floor, and soon came to the door of the bedroom.

He gently pushed the door open and walked inside......

In the bedroom,

On a beautiful big bed, the fat Mr. Fulin is sleeping sweetly with his petite beauty in his arms!

Mu Yan walked to the bedside,

A big smile appeared on his face,

The bricks are whistling down!