"Many of the werewolf's habits can save their lives outside. That's right."

"But Hawkinstown doesn't need to be like this. You are safe in Hawkinstown."

"And your previous behaviors will make you at odds with Hawkinstown."

With that said, Benny talked about the absurd territorial dispute he had encountered last time, and then saw Margaret kiss Deaton and whisper something in his ear.

Deaton, who had originally looked upset, immediately calmed down, and Benny could even see his face turned red, as if he didn't dare to look and wanted to see Margaret secretly.

It's really a flower on the cow dung!

Benny thought to himself.

Deaton was at least sixty years old, and Margaret looked thirty years old at most.

Although werewolves are not longevity species, their life span is very long. Werewolves age very slowly. Werewolves in their sixties look like twenty or thirty years old, which is normal.

Just the thought of a bad old man fascinating a woman like Margaret is really a bit embarrassing.

Benny retracted his divergent thinking and continued with the topic just now.

He mainly wanted the werewolf's family members to resolve their conflicts, reverse the habits of werewolves, and gradually make them indistinguishable from ordinary people.

Judging from the reaction on the spot, his choice was correct.

After he finished speaking, the family members responded enthusiastically and all agreed.

As for whether it can be done, and the result, it depends on the future effect.

After talking about the business, Benny took advantage of the trend and threw a welcome party in the basement.

As soon as the party started, the werewolves were immediately exposed.

A group of five big and three sturdy men have long been suffocated.

After Benny warned them last time, they have been very restrained. Although they still looked at each other's eyes, there was no conflict.

Now I finally took the opportunity.

It seemed that they couldn't do anything in the future, and the werewolves made up their minds to kill each other at the wine table.

A group of werewolves shook off their arms, gathered together with wine, and started fighting together.

The scene quickly became eager.

The family members of the werewolves are very harmonious. They got together, talked gracefully with their wine glasses, talked to each other, and complained about the stupid things of the werewolves together.

The children got together in twos and threes to fight.

Benny was standing behind the counter watching the lively scene when a figure appeared in front of him.

Margaret blocked Benny's sight with her wine glass.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Guardian."

Margaret smiled and raised her glass.

As soon as she appeared, Deaton, who was fighting **** the other side, immediately became alert.

Deaton squeezed the crowd and came to Margaret's side, holding her arms around Margaret's waist like a demonstration, and staring at Benny.

Margaret patted Deaton's arm, and said something in his ear. Deaton let go of his hand reluctantly, and then gave Benny a demonstrative stare, muffled.

"His eyes are squinted. Don't talk to him, okay."

Margaret nodded in tears and kissed Deaton.

Deaton touched his cheek, snorted, returned to the crowd with his head high, and continued to fight for the wine.

"Sorry, you know."

Margaret smiled apologetically and pointed to her head.

"Deaton drank a lot of V blood before meeting me. Not only was it highly addictive, it was also very destructive to the brain."

Margaret sighed.

"Always listen to Deaton mentioning you, he is almost obedient to you, and your words are like God's will to him."

Benny said curiously.

Marguerite nodded, put down the glass and said softly

"I helped Deaton quit V blood.

When he was quitting his addiction, his reaction was fierce.

But after quitting addiction, he also realized the harm of V blood. Understand that I am not harming him, I am really good to him.

Werewolves are like this, as long as you treat them sincerely without prejudice, they will return you sincerely. "

Benny nodded slightly, not commenting on Margaret's statement.

Margaret seemed to have no intention of entanglement in this area. She took the initiative to change the subject and talked about her experience in Hawkins this month.

In fact, after this month, she has basically got a comprehensive understanding of Hawkinstown.

The two chatted a lot, and Benny benefited a lot from the chat with Margaret.

He found that many of the points put forward by this woman were very constructive and even very maneuverable. Obviously, this was not a temporary intention, but a prepared one.

It seemed that the two of them were too engaged in the conversation, and Deaton, who had been drinking so much that his ears were exposed, blushed and walked over again.

He was obviously drunk.

The drunk Deaton was not as shy and shy as before. He took Margaret and kissed Margaret.

After the separation, Deaton laughed and looked at Benny triumphantly, making Benny a headache.

He did admire Margaret, but he was not yet ready to admire people on the bed.

He is not Benny Hammond!

Margaret looked at Benny apologetically, then turned and walked into the crowd with her arms around Deaton.

Deaton was even more proud, and occasionally looked back at Benny as he walked.

...

The lively party disappeared, and the werewolves were so drunk that they were helped back home by their families.

Later, Benny learned that, in fact, the chance of a werewolf to get really drunk was not much in the past.

They can put down their guard and drink unconsciously with Benny, at least it means that they have begun to try to integrate into Hawkinstown.

Benny doesn't drink much, he is just a little drunk.

The slightly drunk Benny lay on the bed after a brief wash, and fell asleep deeply.

early morning.

Benny, who felt that there were people around, opened his eyes in a daze and saw an old face appear in his field of vision.

Then, the old face became bigger, so that he could even see every fold on it clearly.

Benny was frightened and almost fell off the bed.

"Scared me!"

Benny sat up, rolled his eyes, and asked angrily

"How did you get in?"

Smith pointed to his watch.

"It's nine o'clock now. I waited for you downstairs for an hour. Seeing you haven't gotten up yet, I can only come up to look for you."

Benny gave Smith a white look, grabbed his clothes and put them on, and asked.

"Didn't you say that you will be going for a long time? Why did you come back in just one month?"

Smith stared at Benny with wide eyes, shocked.

"When did I say I will be going for a long time?"

Benny shrugged, not wanting to be entangled in this issue, and asked instead.

"It's over?"

Smith nodded, "It's done."

"Oh."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"The drawing is in the drawer. Everything was normal during the time you were away, and Hawkinstown was functioning well." Benny put on his pants and walked towards the bathroom.

"The reconstruction project is already in progress. As you can see, there are construction sites everywhere."

"I didn't move the payment. It was your former secretary who was dealing with it. You can ask him directly. I'm not very clear."

"Go back to your office if nothing else, Smith, I'm going to take a shower."

Benny stood at the door of the bathroom, leaning on the door frame and said.

Smith didn’t seem to understand Benny’s express, he leaned forward and asked mysteriously

"I heard that the families of the werewolves in town are here?"

"Yeah. I've seen it only when I came here yesterday."

Benny looked at Smith strangely, wondering why he suddenly became interested in these things.

"Is there one among the werewolves named Ellen Deaton?" Smith said as he gestured to his thick hair, "It is said to be a bald head."

"Yes. What's the matter? Deaton is causing trouble?"

Benny was even stranger.

Deaton is a bit special, but not so special that Smith can come out alone, right?

Unless that bald guy is causing trouble.

"No." Smith shook his head "has his family come?"

"I heard that his wife is called Marguerite, right? She looks very pretty."

Benny's eyes immediately changed when he saw Smith.

It seems that Deaton's cautious attitude at the party yesterday was not unreasonable.

This old guy won't like Deaton's wife, right?

The more Benny thought about it, the more he realized it was possible.

It is said that there are more scandals among American officials than in the entertainment industry. This fellow Smith has not had any scandals for so many years, which is not normal in itself.

Now the tail of the fox is finally revealed.

It looks like this is asking for help!

Nonsence!

Fortunately, every time you go to your house, you show so much affection to your wife. It turned out to be a show!

Pooh!

The zz family like a dog!

Benny secretly spurned Smith in his heart.

"She's surnamed Kristel, right?"

Smith didn't notice Benny's strangeness and continued to ask.

Benny nodded blankly.

Check it out.

Even the last name of other people got everything. Said it was not a fancy to others!

Margaret Deaton was written on Margaret's registration form.

This is normal operation.

Because Margaret is already married to Deaton, she naturally bears Deaton's surname.

The reason why Benny knew that Margaret was originally surnamed Kristel was because there was a requirement on the form that if there is a change of name due to marriage, abandonment, etc., the original surname must be filled in.

Kristel, this surname is no different.

Unremarkable.

It sounds a bit unlike the traditional American surname style.

But this is not surprising. He had also seen a slurred surname like Aljitax.

"You have to be careful with her."

Look, the fox's tail is showing-right?

Benny looked at Smith suspiciously.

"I heard she is very famous in the supernatural world, you have to be careful."

Smith continued.

"Very famous?" Benny frowned and asked with some confusion, "Why haven't I heard of it?"

Smith just rolled his eyes, and didn't even bother to refute this.

Benny looked at Smith suspiciously, not at all of the consciousness of a muddy hillbilly who had been blocked by news.

"What I'm talking about is not a **** star who appears on the cover of a magazine every day. It's a famous person in a supernatural circle."

Seeing Benny's persistent inquiries, Smith could only helplessly explain.

"Circle? What circle?"

Benny asked. Then shouted in surprise

"Ancient Thirteen Hunter Family?!!!"

Smith nodded solemnly.