Favnier used the alcohol to roam the drunken woman who didn't know her name. Finally, in a refreshing roar, the guy finished his work - the wine almost woke up. レ♠♥♣Kele only then carefully looked at the woman under him. The woman was still very excited to be drunk, but what made Favnier breathe was that this woman was a typical Eastern European girl, which means she looked much more in line with Favnier's wishes than Anglo-Saxon hairy girls.
Favnier satisfies the woman on the trash can and casually put her hot pants on her - as for the small matter of naked upper body, Favnier doesn't care about her exposure. Now Favnier looks around and finds that there are still living chun palaces and farces around, and the smell of vomit and the smell of human hormones are mixed together - especially these are all Western hairy people, and the smell makes Favnier frown. What's even more exaggerated is that there are still several men rolling together.
"Damn gay!" Favnier took out Ruger and fired a few shots in that direction, then ran away before the person who heard the gunshots reported to Jing. As for what kind of evidence the drunks could provide to Jing in the future, only ghosts knew.
It is already early in the morning, and in the summer of high latitudes, London has already shined in sunshine, and Favnier looked up and saw an LCD clock hanging on the street.
"August 3ri, 1992....... This time is quite good, with modern civilization - even this thing..." Favnier looked at the intersection on the other side - it was a strange bus, driving in a zigzag manner. He drove over to a very small alley, but did not crash into the wall, but it was strangely stretched over...... All this has not attracted the attention of anyone on the street.
"Is this thing a bit familiar? It seems to be a certain movie or a plot in a book?" Favnier already knew that this world had supernatural powers - this guy was just one, so he didn't care too much about this scene. Now Favnier's attention is in his pocket, "Now there is only one pound plus twelve pennies, it's time to get some money."
Favnier flew up directly - it was too simple to cover up his whereabouts. He wrapped himself with demonic power, so that ordinary people would not notice an object whizzing past their heads. Even if they saw it, they would subconsciously regard it as a normal thing or simply forget it completely.
Favnier landed outside a community outside London, where the winding highways were lined neatly with typical British villas. Favnier walked past the houses and finally stopped in front of a house that looked a bit disrepair.
His ears could clearly hear the sobs of the woman inside. It was to hold back the sobs of the sound. His eyes also penetrated the wall. He saw the woman with a bruised nose and swollen face huddled in a corner of the room, and a big man was sleeping loudly on the bed.
"Typical domestic violence... and, very unpopular with neighbors, no children... The husband likes to communicate with neighbors with fists. It's really good." Favnier pushed open the door effortlessly, and he had already obtained the information in the fearful woman's mind before gently closing the door.
While walking through the living room on the first floor on the dirty carpet, Favnier took out the Ruger pistol and began to press the bullet into the magazine calmly. As he walked past the sofa, he grabbed a cushion and carried it in his hand to go up the stairs.
Favnier pushed open the bedroom door, raised the cushion, and pulled the trigger with the pistol against the cushion. The first bullet passed through the sob woman's head, and the next seven bullets were all sent into the body of the man on the bed.
He released Xiaobai and patted Xiaobai's head. The originally cute puppy expanded and became bigger in an instant, and the white fur turned into a dark face. "Eliminate the evidence, Xiaobai."
"This family is really poor!" Favnier said, looking at the empty household safe from the beginning. Then, he walked downstairs to the kitchen - Xiaobai was busy extermination of evidence behind him...
The refrigerator was smelly and the remaining food was piled up in the refrigerator. Favnier had no choice but to take a cup in the cabinet, then found a pack of instant coffee around, and brewed a cup for himself - he also needed to heat water himself...
It was completely dawn, and Favnier went to the living room to lift the phone and flipped the yellow pages of the phone next to him.
"Hey. Is Fidal furniture OK? Are you recycling old furniture? It's great. Please come here. I have some furniture here and I want to sell it. By the way, I'll give me a new big bed. Yes, it's 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 with Simmons mat. Address? Ligue Circle...." Favnier looked around and looked, "No. 24!"
"Claire Electrical Appliances are OK? Please send a double door refrigerator to No. 24 Liverfolk Road, yes! Pay the bill in cash!"
Favnier called several more times and called the plumber and recycling company, asking them to come to the door for inspection and take the damn refrigerator away.
Later in the day, the furniture shop workers arrived and they packed the original bed and installed the new big bed when they asked Favnier for money.
"You have received my money..." Favnier said to the two workers in a strange tone.
The two men repeated the sentence like sleepwalking: "Yes, we have received your money..." and turned around and left the house.
The plumber who delivered the refrigerator was also treated the same way.........
Several enthusiastic neighbors have come and gone out, and many people have passed by the entrance of No. 24 Ligustrum Road several times - deliberately...... They gathered together and whispered about what happened on No. 24. "Did that couple get rich? They bought new furniture... Oh my God, that's a custom bed from Fidal Furniture Store. Last time I went to see it, I had to spend more than 700 pounds!"
"There are also new large refrigerators! More than 2,400 pounds! They are really rich!"
"Wait? Who is that? The one who came out of the door. That's not their family."
They saw Favnier coming out of the main entrance.
"Oh, I just bought this house. The original owner seemed to have something urgent to sell the house to me." Favnier said in a strange tone of lies - but they were immediately believed by the neighbors.