Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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“Enough, enough!” The middle age person stood up from behind and stepped forward to Jason, but he said it was pulled away, rather than to give Jason who has been beaten down many times. Sen supported him so that he wouldn’t fall to the ground before touching Wes, which would be too ugly.

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The saliva mixed with blood was spit on the ground by Weiss, his forearm was rubbed against his mouth, Wes grinned and laughed, and his teeth were covered with light red blood. .

“Yes, yes.” Wes did not step forward, tilted his head and looked towards Jason, who was barely able to stand up with the support of the middle age person, “You are not too weak, at least touched me Now, how does it feel? Do you like it?”

The strong guy with the protective harness pushed away from the crowd and walked towards Wes, looking like he was going to be kicked out.

Wes pushed away the security guard trying to hold his hand, glanced at the discussing crowd, raised his hands in front of him, “I can walk by myself.”

Wes Turn around and walk out of this nightclub under the’escort’ of the security.

“Don’t come again, kid.” The security guard frowned and looked at this guy who had just left the house, staring at the street and there was no target. The guy standing on the roadside blankly shouted, “You are not welcome here. “

Wes looked back at the security guard, put on his hood again, and then looked at him back as if provocatively, leaning directly with his back on the outer wall of the nightclub, “this wall Don’t you welcome me?”

The security shook his head, too lazy to care about this guy.

This is Barton City only one nightclub that only belongs to this small group, but there are not many guys like Weiss. They come for a certain need, but do not want to have any relationship with this group, so this kind of incident often occurs. The security guard sees a lot, it doesn’t matter. There is a way for people to live. Fortunately, he can limit who can go in to drink, dance, and hook up with each other, and who can only lean against the wall like Wes.

Wes is still quite satisfied with the image he has delivered now, with a distorted and gloomy heart, and sufficient hands-on ability. If the information he gets is correct, this should be the person the fight club needs.

Well, Wes is right. And it was beyond his expectation.

The fence in front of the nightclub was pushed aside by security, and several people drove Jason out. Wes tilted his head, snorted despisingly.

This action seemed to irritate some people who saw what happened, and they said something to the security guard.

The security guard glanced at Weiss, took out the rubber stick around his waist, and knocked on Wes side, “Now the wall doesnt welcome you anymore, go away.”

Si took a look at the strong security guard. He was sure to put him in within two seconds, but his role still needed him to appear nearby, so he pursed his mouth and stared at a few talkative guys. Walk across the street. He was going to switch to a wall.

Jasons entire group got in the middle age persons car. Weiss was actually a little disappointed. He originally thought that middle age person would be his target, but after Jason appeared, he dismissed it. Thought, thinking that the middle age person was just being asked by Jason to test him.

Weiss did not want to care about these people anymore, and deliberately bypassed the direction their car was turning. But surprisingly, the front of the middle age person tilted and stuck to Wes’ side, blocking his way.

“You hit our friend, do you want to leave like this.” The middle age person leaned against the car window with one hand, raised his head and smiled at Wes.

Wes frowned. He really didn’t see any threat or irony from the smile. This makes him a little strange.

“You are drunk and stupid.” Wes glanced at the middle age person, “Are you thinking of a traffic accident now.”

“hehe.” Middle age person laughed, “It’s just a glass of beer, it’s gone after a pee!”

Wes frowned. Has this middle age person figured out the situation? He just beat his friend and now he Started to joke myself. Jason’s ability to make friends is as bad as before.

“Disappeared from my eyes.” Wes pulled the corner of his mouth and turned to go around the car.

The body moved, and the driver’s seat next to Wes was leveled with Wes again, “Hey! Dont leave like this! It seems that you have been expelled from here! We are going to talk to you before Its more interesting than here, how about it? Tonight is still very long and cant be wasted! Do you want to be together?”

This is reasonable and extremely unreasonable, Wes Frowning tighter, looking towards Jason, who was still leaning in the back seat in the car and being supported by someone, gave a irritable tut, and looked back at the middle age person with a smile, “You are sick! Take him to the hospital! Don’t bother me anymore! You will regret it!”

“Jason will be fine!” The middle age person smiled, “It won’t be long before you can play the second game!” There is a hint of meaning in his expression, “You too! Come with us, trust me, you won’t regret it.”

Wes clenched his hand in his pocket, he already I noticed the weirdness in the middle age person’s words, just like when two people are talking, they are completely talking about two different things, but they are not willing to say it directly. There was a trace of doubt on Wes gloomy face, “What are you talking about.”

“Ah!” The tone of “Ah!” Field? This? This is something you are interested in!”

Wes frowned. This is true. Jason wants to fight once he sees it, until he fights that meaningless optimism. Until it disappears.

“How about I say that.” The middle age person leaned forward and leaned towards Wes, his voice became quieter, “If you follow us, Jason will recover immediately, and then you Fight as you like.”

Weisss mouth twitched, “You are sick, you should go to the hospital!”

“Wes.” The weak voice came from behind. From the seat, it was Jason, “Get in the car. We are not going where you imagined. We are in a club, prepared for those who are dissatisfied. Get in the car, I can still fight, unless you are afraid.”

Wes pupils shrank in the night and neon, unnoticeably, “What club.”

The middle age person seemed a bit dissatisfied with Jasons directness, helpless Twitched his lips, “Jason, you ruined the surprise!”

“What club.” Wes stared at the middle age person, his tone could not be avoided.

“Not here, get in the car, we can say it well.” The middle age person’s gaze swept around quickly, and finally returned to Wes.

The back door was opened, and Wes’hesitated’ for more than ten seconds, felt enough, and got in the car.

As Wes got in the car and felt the body shake, middle age person looked towards an extra person in the rearview mirror, twitched his lips, “You are really heavy.” He was wrong , This weight must also be added to a deformer on the roof.

Wes glanced at Jason, who was bruised and bloodstained, pushed him away roughly, domineeringly occupying almost half of the back seat, “What club.”

“So anxious!” The middle age person smiled and drove the car, “We can’t talk about this outside, you’ll know if you take you there.”

“Where.” Wes tittered With a cry, continue to ask.

“You need to know.” The middle age person replied somewhat helplessly.

“Who are there.” Weiss glanced at the four people in the car. Except for the dying and ailing Jason and the driver’s middle age person, the other two were very obvious. The’flamingo’ type, his demeanor and movement no longer reveal his attributes all the time, Weiss looked disgusted, “Are you all like you?”

The middle age person in the rearview mirror laughed helplessly, “If you join, there will be five people like’us’, but none of the others.” He raised his hand, the ring on the ring finger swayed, as if to emphasize something, “Of course, usually, please don’t I count in it.”

Wes is already sure that this is a fight club, not a special hobby organization…

“Why let him Join!” The young man sitting in the back seat and supporting Jason twisted his neck, his eyes almost turned to the sky, “I hate this kind of person in the deep cabinet! What I think I am! Looking at it makes me annoying. ! Just like Jason’s man…” He seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, “Ex-male…” This guy realized that he didn’t say something wrong at all, but shouldn’t! He shut his mouth and looked at the weak Jason with apologetic eyes.

Maybe it was in the right direction. Wes relaxed a little. He couldn’t help but notice what the talkative guy accidentally revealed. He glanced at Jason, “Do you have a boyfriend? Cabinet?” Wes shook his head, his face was too lazy to hide his contempt, “It’s an ex-boyfriend.” He emphasized, “You really are a guy who hasn’t grown up.”

“Who do you think you are! You! How to talk!” The guy who just talked, looked over Jason and glared at Wes. Before Jason’s powerless hand could block his mouth, he rolled his eyes and screamed, “People The relationship is very good! It’s just dead!”

Jason dropped his hand and gave up. The guy covered his mouth, shrank silently, and stopped talking.

Wes glanced at Jason again, opened his mouth, and closed it again. Except for what he deserved, he really couldn’t think of anything else to say.

The reproachful gaze of the middle age person looked towards the talkative guy in the back seat, shook the head, “Wes, right.” He seemed to know exactly where they were going, the scene from the front window of the car Keep stepping back into the darkness. Weiss could only see from the road sign that flashed under the headlights that Paisin was here.

“Wes, in fact, the club does not plan to recruit people. We are just accompany Jason out to relax. But he recognizes you and thinks your situation is more suitable to join.” He paused, it seems to be a A guy who understands the world, “You must be angry with this World, everyone in the club is like this. There are obvious reasons like us, and there are ordinary people who are bound by life. You I’ll like it there.”

Wes lowered his head, thinking. The current progress is a bit more smooth than he expected. His true appearance seems to have nothing to do with his success. It was Jason’s understanding of him that made him noticed by these people.

Wes frowned. This is not good news. His success does not mean that the whole mission will go smoothly. The middle age person said that the club is not planning to recruit people. He was lucky enough to run into Jason, and Wes now only expects his friend, James, to be lucky. (The novel “Barton Fantasy Event Record” will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will also be a 100% lottery gift for everyone! Open WeChat now, click on the “+” sign at the top right “Add a friend”, search Pay attention to the official account “qdread”, hurry up!)