Fafnier used the strength of the wine to gallop across the drunken woman, whose name was unknown, and finally the guy finished his job with a hearty roar - and the wine was almost awake. Only then did he take a closer look at the woman under him—this woman was still very drunk, but to Fafnier's relief, this woman was a typical Eastern European girl, which meant that she looked much more in line with Fafnier's heart than the Anglo-Saxon hairy girl.

Faffnier was satisfied with the woman shelfing the woman on the side of the bin, and casually slipped her hot pants on - as for such a trivial thing as the upper half of the body being exposed, Fafnier didn't care that she was gone. Now Faveniel looked left and right, and found that there was still a living spring palace and farce going on around, and the smell of vomit was mixed with the smell of human hormones - especially these were Western hairy people, and that smell made Fafnier frown even more, and even more exaggerated was that there were several men rolling together.

"Damn faggots!" Fafnier pulled out Ruger and fired a few random shots in that direction, then slipped away before anyone who heard the gunshots called the police - only the ghosts knew what kind of evidence the drunks could give the police afterwards.

It was early in the morning, and the sun was already shining in London in the high latitudes, and Favenier looked up to see an LCD clock face hanging on the side of the street.

"August 3, 1992.......... it's a pretty good time, with modern civilization - even this thing........." Fafnier's eyes looked at the intersection on the other side - it was a strange bus, driving crookedly, obviously driving into a very small alley, but instead of crashing into the wall, it was very strangely stretched out............ All this has not yet attracted the attention of anyone on the street.

"This thing is a little familiar, does it seem like a movie or a book?" Faveniel already knew that there was a supernatural power in this world - this guy was one himself, so he didn't pay much attention to this picture. Now that Fafnier's attention was in his pocket, "Now that there's only one pound plus twelve pence, it's time to think of some money." ”

Favenir flew straight up - Jewel was in front of him, it was too easy to hide his whereabouts, he wrapped himself in demonic power so that ordinary people would not notice that an object was whizzing above their heads - and even if they did, they would subconsciously take it as normal or forget it altogether.

Favenier landed outside a neighbourhood outside London, where the winding road is lined with quintessentially English-style cottages. Fafnier walked past one house after another, and finally stopped in front of a house that looked a little in disrepair.

His ears could hear the sobs of the woman inside, a sobbing that could be choked, and his eyes pierced through the wall to see the woman with a blue nose and swollen face cowering in a corner of the room, while a big man lay on the bed and fell asleep on all fours.

"Typical domestic violence......... Moreover, a family that is very unpopular with neighbors, and there are no children yet.......... husband likes to communicate with his neighbors with his fists. It's really good. Fafnir pushed the door open effortlessly, having access to the information in the fearful woman's mind before gently closing it.

As he walked through the living room on the dirty carpet on the first floor, Fafnier took out his Luger pistol and began to press the bullet into the magazine unhurriedly, and as he walked past the sofa, he grabbed a cushion and carried it up the stairs.

Fafnier pushed open the bedroom door and lifted the cushion, the pistol against which he pulled the trigger. The first bullet passed through the sobbing woman's skull, and the next seven rounds were all sent into the body of the man on the bed.

He released Xiaobai and patted Xiaobai's head. The originally cute puppy swelled and grew larger in an instant, and the white fur turned into a pitch-black color, "Destroy the evidence, Xiaobai." ”

"This is a poor ghost!" said Favenir, looking at the empty household safe that he had known from the beginning. Then, he walked downstairs to the kitchen - Xiaobai was busy destroying the evidence behind him.........

The fridge stinks, and leftovers from eating accumulate in the fridge. Faveniel had no choice but to grab a cup from the cupboard, then found a packet of instant coffee and made himself a cup - he still needed to boil his own hot water.........

It was full of dawn, and Favennier went to the living room to pick up the phone, and turned up the yellow pages next to it.

"Hey. Do you recycle old furniture? Great, please come over, I have some furniture here that I want to sell, and by the way, get me a new big bed. Yes, 1.8 meters by 2.2 meters......... How many feet do you say? Well, forget it, 6 feet by 7.5 feet. Send a bed like this and bring Simmons cushions. Privet Road..."Fafnier looked around, "Number 24!"

"Is Claire an electrical worker? Please send a double-door refrigerator to No. 24 Privet Road, yes!

Fafnier called the plumber and the recycling company a few more times, asking them to come and repair him while taking the damn refrigerator away.

Later in the day, the furniture workers arrived, packed the original bed and installed the new queen-size bed, when they asked Fafnier for money.

"You have received my money...... Fafnier said to the two workers in a peculiar tone.

The two men repeated the phrase as if sleepwalking: "Yes, we have received your money..." and turned to leave the house.

The refrigerator delivery worker also received the same treatment.............

Several enthusiastic neighbors had come and gone outside, and many of them had already passed by the door of 24 Privet Road a few times - deliberately...... They gathered around and whispered about what happened on the 24th. "Did the couple get rich? and bought new furniture......... Oh my God, it's a custom bed from Fudar Furniture, it cost over £700 the last time I went to see it!"

"And the new big refrigerator! more than two thousand four hundred pounds! They're really rich!"

"Wait, who's that? the one who came out of the door. That's not their family. ”

They saw Fafnir coming out of the main entrance.

"Oh, I just bought this house. The original owner seemed to be in a hurry, so he sold the house to me. Fafnier told the flawed lies in a strange tone – but they were immediately believed by the neighbors.