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Chapter 94 Alfred Tomiller

Alfred Tomiler swallowed.

To be honest, the current situation scares me to death.

Although I know that the place I live in is one of the safest neighborhoods in New York. There are security guards patrolling the streets 24 hours a day, and police cars are stationed around the neighborhood all year round. Any gangsters have been warned by their boss not to come here to cause trouble.

But in the quiet night, in the romantic atmosphere set off by the fragrant red wine and ambiguous lights, in the sweet smile and the beautiful and inspiring piano sound of the female partner who just hooked up tonight, it is certain that he and the two female partners are the only ones When there is no outsider at home, there is a knock on the door of the piano room?

This can be called a classic scene in an American horror movie, and the three people in the room who were already exuberant in hormonal secretions suddenly fell silent. They didn't look like the brainless characters in the movie who didn't understand the situation and bluffed.

At this time, Alfred hated that his dick was not placed in the piano room. Without a dick in his hand, he would be unsafe. He looked at the two beauties with blond wavy hair and gourd-shaped figure that he specially hooked up tonight. I want these two to go outside the door to explore the way.

But unlike the traditional stereotype that blonde giants are equal to idiots with low IQs, these two beauties have online IQs.

After all, although the security in the rich area is trustworthy, you must also know that it is an old tradition to buy assassins among rich people in Ameriken. Who knows if there is a killer with a troll outside, just to kill the red man in the house? What about the heir to the Fox Fast Food Group?

The three of them were in a stalemate like this, the clock ticked by, and just when Alfred thought that the knock on the door just now was their illusion, the oak door that was originally locked from inside the house slapped himself. opened.

Another sudden attack made Alfred almost jump out of the window and escape, but at this time, he seemed to be targeted by some natural enemy creature, his heart was firmly grasped, and he couldn't move while sitting in front of the piano. Not only that, but the two blond beauties who were silent just now suddenly seemed to be halfway through the rehearsal, closed their eyes, and fell down together.

The oak door opened slowly under the gaze of Alfred's widened eyes, and the oppressive atmosphere created by the scene made his heart beat faster than ever in his life. Just when Alfred thought his heart was going to When it exploded, from outside the fully opened oak door, the voice of a man who seemed to have stepped out of the screen of a Harry Potter movie saved him.

"Oh, it seems that our way of visiting is not very friendly, which makes our children a little too nervous."

Alfred's heartbeat gradually calmed down to its usual rate, and he found himself able to speak again, and he saw outside that the monster who seemed to have just participated in a Halloween parade had only a small wooden stick like a staff in his hand, and there were no other weapons. Finally, he finally mustered up some courage.

Alfred thought he had encountered a lunatic who couldn't understand reality and movies. This kind of lunatic is very common in American. How did I let you in, and I don’t want to know how my anti-theft door was opened, I promise, I will send you to prison, the prison with the most niggers, damn it!"

Shouting like this, Alfred turned his head and shouted at the two blond girls who were lying on the ground: "shit! You two must eat, stop pretending, you are a lunatic, crazy, hurry up and call the police! "

Lu Yi gently stroked the "magic staff" that was freshly baked half an hour ago in his hand, and waited until Alfred was almost screaming, then he said leisurely, with a voice like an aria: "Okay, my Friends, you don’t need to shout, those two ladies really passed out. In order to prevent our conversation from being known by outsiders, I specially used the enhanced version of [Sleep], they will not sleep until this time tomorrow. got up."

"Hell, are you still—?!"

The sudden levitation interrupted Alfred's cursing. This levitation that violated the laws of physics finally calmed Alfred's brain. He blinked and looked at the wizard who was waving his staff below.

This, it seems, is for real?
"Well, by the way, just in case, some electronic equipment should also be destroyed, Mr. Alfred, there is nothing essential in your mobile phone and computer, right?"

Alfred really wants to say that there are treasures that he collected so hard in middle school that will be sent to the FBI, but the shocking fact of being a real wizard makes Alfred no longer care about the treasures he collected when he was a child treasure.

"No, sir."

"very good."

With a wave of his staff, all the equipment emitting electromagnetic frequency overloaded, burst into flames, and exploded within the range of Lu Yi's spirit.

Alfred looked at his mobile phone on the piano as if it was being held by an invisible big hand. It was squeezed bit by bit until it exploded. Even the fireball from the battery explosion was confined to a very small area. Inwardly, I finally confirmed that I had encountered a supernatural phenomenon.

what is this?Contacts of the fifth kind?Supernatural recovery?Or is it that his Hogwarts admission letter, 20 years late, has finally arrived?
Lu Yi's disguised white wizard looked at Alfred calmly: "So, my friend, have you calmed down now?"

Alfred nodded in mid-air: "Yes, dear sir, is there anything I can do for you?"

Realizing that this might be the most fantastic and biggest adventure in his life, Alfred immediately sorted out his thoughts. Alfred knew how to treat a real wizard.

——Especially when he just finished a medical examination not long ago and learned of some not-so-good little things.

"Very well, it seems that we can talk about business calmly, Mr. Alfred."

Alfred slowly fell from the air, watching the wizard in front of him wave his staff, and other people and things in the piano room were pushed to the wall.

The man in front of him snapped his fingers again, and an oak rocking chair and a leather sofa suddenly appeared in the center of the room, facing each other.

"Sit down, then, Mr. Alfred."

Alfred followed the direction of Lu Yi's arm and sat on the sofa. He excitedly touched the unknown leather goods on the sofa, and even smelled the animal's body odor in his nose.

This kind of defective product, which he would never buy normally, seems so magical at this moment, because it was produced by a wizard.

Afterwards, Alfred looked at Lu Yi sitting on the rocking chair in a daze, and snapped his fingers again, and a tea table appeared between the two of them. A simulated doll made of wood and iron, dressed in butler clothes, stood by.

　It's full of 20w words, and the new book list is gone...
　　Recently, inspiration has become a problem. The outline has been set up. When I add text to it, I can’t find the feeling of the specific plot in my mind when I conceived the outline. I even deleted the part that has been coded today. Changed this part of the outline as a whole, alas, is the first burnout period coming so soon, I hope to get through it quickly.

　　One of the vups I’m concerned about announced graduation 10 minutes ago. The best Chinese-speaking Japanese vup I’ve ever seen. I’m in a complicated mood. The most complicated thing is that I don’t know if I was shocked by this news. I got some inspiration and I know how to solve it. That's the problem above.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)