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bs up.

An oversized steak was packed into Stark’s stomach.

Alvin offered him a glass of lemonade intimately so that he could digest it a little. He went to talk to his daughter for a while, letting Ginny and Jessica stay in the shop and play, and Thor and Dom would stay with them.

Alvin waved to everyone: “Ladies and gentlemen, let’s go and see what we caught yesterday.
Let’s get Miss Pepper and Mr.
Stark to identify them, maybe Mr.
Stark, your image of me will change a little bit.”

Stark touched his neatly trimmed mustache and said with disdain: “Then let’s go and see, I can’t wait.
Will it be, some interesting animal, or the masterpiece of a Hollywood special effect makeup artist?”

………………

The basement of Frank’s house next door, the newly renovated house was still considered clean. The basement was dimly lit, and there were some suspicious red marks on the floor and walls of the doorway. And it gave off an unpleasant smell. It was easy to think of the scene of murder and dismemberment.

Pepper covered her nose in disgust but didn’t speak.

The cheap-mouthed Stark fanned his left hand in front of his nose and complained to Alvin: “Is this place converted from a septic tank? It smells so bad, I can’t believe you live in such a place.
When things are over, you can write me a letter, and I’ll send you a check to let you decorate your house.”

Alvin looked at Stark with sincerity and said, “Mr.
Stark, I have to remind you that the contents inside are a bit scary, and most people may not be able to accept it.
You have to be prepared.”

“Come on, stop pretending to scare me, man, let me see what you call a vampire,” Stark said impatiently.

Alvin shrugged politely, motioned Frank to open the door, and several people filed into the basement.

In the basement, in the dim light, three black plastic sheets covered three apparently living, humanoid objects.

Because no one spoke, the atmosphere was a bit terrifying.
Pepper was hiding behind Stark at the moment, only showing her eyes over Stark’s shoulders and looking at those things.

Stark patted Pepper’s waist with a backhand, and sarcastically said: “The atmosphere is good, this is suitable for horror movies.”

JJ and Frank, who were already impatient, stepped forward, grabbed the plastic sheet, and pulled the plastic away.

Three already seriously wounded, miserable vampires that were tortured last night, were exposed to the lights.

The most unlucky one was the vampire who was hit by an iron gate yesterday.
The exploding belly made his intestines and internal organs flow all over the floor.
He fell at the door last night and was stepped on by Jessica.
This time they were all neatly placed beside its head.

Another vampire whose eyes were knocked out by Alvin was the target of torture last night.
At this moment, the muscles on one of his right hands were completely scraped off, and they were neatly placed next to his head.

The last one was a vampire whose arm was chopped off by Frank.
This guy was not bad, and he was very energetic.
After the plastic sheet was pulled away, he swayed violently, trying to break free from the big rivet that nailed him to the ground.
He opened his mouth, revealing his sharp fangs at Alvin and his group, and let out an unpleasant scream.

The terrifying picture impacted the brains of the newly entering three people. Chief George worked as a police officer after all, and his performance was still outstanding.

Miss Pepper, seeing three moving tattered corpses, screamed and directly fainted.

Alvin thoughtfully said to the trembling Stark: “Mr.
Stark, I have to remind you, don’t vomit here.
The owner of the house is very bad-tempered!”