Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Two male nurses rushed into the room as if they had banged open the door. The first thing that appeared in their sight was Porch Quinn, who suddenly forgot why he screamed He sat on his bed like a mermaid statue with his mouth wide open, but the volume gradually decreased, and finally disappeared like a cat whimper in his confused eyes.

Porch closed his mouth and turned to Zach in the corner with the eyes of the two male nurses.

The vampire shrugged, “I helped him sit up. If this is wrong, I will keep a distance from him from now on.”

The two male nurses were impatient A relaxed body is about to leave again.

“Wait, can you give me a chair?” Zach pointed to the single bed where Porch was, and made a very reasonable request.

The two male nurses glanced at each other, frowned, and pulled a chair outside the door, “Don’t get close to him.”

“Definitely.” Zach Affirmative reply, immediately asked, “How do I tell you to let me out?”

“You can’t.” A male nurse replied coldly, “This is not designed for people to visit at all. One hour, when the time is up, we will let you out.”

Zack understands nodded, if a person does not want to cherish his life and needs a foreign object to prevent him from committing suicide, then he really is not Suitable to meet any visitor.

It’s just that Porch obviously does not belong to this kind of person, he is just not allowed to contact anyone.

The door was closed again, and Porch looked at Zac sitting in the nurse’s chair with a fierce expression, “Yes! You should stay away from me! Don’t touch me!”

Zac couldn’t help twitched his lips. This is a side effect of Enchanting Eye. But he was too lazy to explain. It was so easy to weld the false and true memories together, hide the true memory, and elicit Poch’s nature, and save him from talking about it.

“You should cherish your hour.” Zach waved his hand, his eyes didn’t even want to see Pocchi’s embarrassed look, and he began to study the white soft wall, poking his fingers at the wall like playing. Watching the depression rebound, “If it weren’t for Mrs. Quinn, I wouldn’t have time to waste with you.”

This is half the truth. The work of the funeral home has been silent. Zach has a lot of time, but he doesnt know the news that Louise deliberately revealed in the Holy Son church (Grande will cooperate with Barton prison and use cremation) (today is The church went to the Holy Son church for maintenance. When will it reach Crowleys ears?

For negotiations, Alpha is really inferior to vampires.

“That old son!”

Zac cast a glance at Poch, “She is your grandmother, you should respect.”

Like Like any noun that means that a person should have a certain emotion, it will be emphasized only when the meaning of the noun itself is missing, like’If this is your decision, then I respect it. ‘We all know that there will be a’but’ after this sentence. For Porch, he omitted this conjunction.

“She is a liar! Manipulative X son! Don’t think I don’t know! You are working for her! Respect?! You just want her money!”

“Of course, I don’t think there is anything wrong with this.” Zach smiled and looked towards Porch, “Now you can think of your poor check, which is not even yours, and I How ridiculous it was during negotiations.” Zach shook his head, “You know what I want, but you don’t have any sincerity.”

Porch’s face flushed red, looking back now, Except for a broken negotiation in the office, these two people really haven’t had any serious exchanges.

Porch thought of something, his blushing face returned to normal, he became calm, and sneered inexplicably, “You know what a shit!”

Zac shook his head again, Quinn What the madam has never been able to say, let him do it.

“Are you saying that you have been poisoning your grandfather and grandmother?” Zac looked at Porch’s sudden blue face, “I know very well.” Zach raised his eyebrows with a smile , “Is it weird? Do you know the real burial place of your parents?”

Zac was too lazy to wait for Poch’s reply, “Grande’s former Western Region Cemetery North Garden.”

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Zach waved his hand, showing a considerate expression, “You were too young at that time, I didn’t know that the gray areas in the adult world were natural.”

“Stop! “Porch stopped Zac coldly, “I don’t want to listen to this! Tell me what’s the use now!”

“We have an hour to kill, don’t we?” Zach smiled. “Will Mrs. Quinn let me come? You are not curious? Because I know everything, you can vent as you like. Then continue to stay here, waiting for you to be unable to stand it anymore, and when you are thinking about something you shouldn’t have, I will do it again.”

“You!” Porch glared at Zach, “You said you know everything!”

Zach shrugged, “I’m helping You straighten things out, but if you want to be spoiled, its okay to tell you. My advice is, dont write some things in your diary.”

Porchs face collapsed.

Zac glanced at Porch, turned his gaze away, and shook his head, “Do you know how ridiculous you are? Your Indian bloodline is from Mrs. Quinn, although I dont know where you got it. Go to voodoo-pill-poison, but your thoughts are too naive.”

Zac’really’ is’helping’ Porch to sort out the incident, and by the way, divert his attention away. . Indian bloodline is such a convenient thing!

There will be such progress for a simple reason. If Poch’s associations were richer, Madame Quinn’s sudden recovery completely would definitely associate Grande. Zach doesn’t want this to happen. Quinn, Barton, and Zach are trusted, but in the current situation, even if they don’t trust it, it won’t work.

And Porch, Zach is impossible to have a good impression of this guy. If he can lead Porch to another direction, no matter how he develops in the future, the vampire has laid a retreat for himself, because Ai Li Purebred Indian bloodline of silk.

When saving Amanda, Mrs. Quinn mentioned such a sentence,’The one who really wants to thank is Alice’. Zach did not deny or admit it, even if he planted the seeds for the vampire’s inducement today.

This is a secondary induction centered on Indian bloodline.

“Who the hell are you!” Porch looked at Zac gloomily, with a hint of hoarseness in his voice.

Zac waved his hand impatiently, “Did you not listen to me? The Grand House and Quinn have already been in business contact.” Zach showed a little helplessness, “Of course, although After my father moved to the southern district, we were silent for a while, but thank you, we established contact again. The only thing I did was to find your diary, and everything…”

Ke laughed, the rest, let this guy who really has a lot of time make up for it by himself.

If it is really not good for the Grand House, Zach can’t bother to make this trip.