Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Todays Grandes dinner started very late. Its to blame Benjamin for eating up all the food reserves in the morning, and Danny can get everything supported by human delusions. This is the first time for the guy who went to [Big Q] to buy daily necessities. He got lost in the supermarket and didn’t return until two o’clock.

These caused the lunch to be postponed, and even with it, the dinner was pushed to nine o’clock when the people in the southern district were ready to rest.

As at lunch, there were two more people on the table than usual, Zach the vampire rubbing on the plate with ink, and Blake, who dared not look at Old Hank.

Just when everyone thought everything was going to repeat the embarrassment of lunch, Old Hank spoke.

“You!” Old Hank’s tone was full of inexplicable irritability. It seemed that his suppressed emotions could not be suppressed, and it seemed to leak out, “‘Big project’! hmph! How about Thats it!”

Old Hank to ask a question, when already knows the answer, Grande Affairs, never concealed this strange old man. Needless to say, when the aliens were talking, the old man either wiped the coffin in the exhibition hall, or cut the wood in the backyard, or dangling around boringly, he heard everything.

So the old man knows exactly how Blakes project progress has been repeatedly blocked. Perhaps, he just wanted to hear this young kid admit that he was too naive and too ideal, right. But Old Hank is a strange old man, who knows what he is thinking.

Blake lowered his head, not even thinking about admiring Alice’s cooking skills. He frowned, just wanting to finish eating as soon as possible. The file comparison between the funeral home and the prison has been completed after a day of continuous hard work today. If it hadnt happened to hit the late dinner, he was already on his way home. Up.

Blake was silent. No young people want to be taught by reality. Old Hank’s state of existence is reality.

The question was not answered. Old Hank stared at Blake’s forehead, snorted heavily, and lost the utensils, “I eat so late! Can’t sleep!” left.

After a moment of awkward silence, “I’m sorry.” Blake’s low apology came.

Zac twitched at the corner of his mouth, “Its nothing to do with you…”

“Gold!” Old Hank’s roar came from the direction of the exhibition hall, for someone who didnt eat dinner For Old Guy, his voice is still full of breath, “Where did you hook the wild dog!”

Zac and Benjamin’s nose twitched at the same time.

Zach stood up, smiled and said sorry, “I’ll go and see.”

Benjamin twitched his lips, too lazy. Gangelo finally came.

Zac walked through the office, thought for a while, after a glass of wine, slowly walked towards the door of the exhibition hall.

“Hank.” Zach smiled and shook his head, “That’s not a dog, it’s a wolf.”

Old Hank stared at a brown creature at the door, snorted, “Let Benjamin got this thing away!”

“He’s a vampire.” Zach’s eyes have been looked towards the opponent, and he inhales slightly, distinguishing the age of the opponent’s bloodline, “Thomas, you are finally here.”

Old Hank frowned, waved his hand, and left. He stopped writing the curse words in his mouth.

The wolf in front of him stared at Zach, and the skin under the fluff began to squirm, as if its shape was about to change. But Zach frowned.

Gangelo, the size of an ordinary wolf, his body began to swell until the height of his creeping attacking posture was close to Zac’s waist!

The grinning lips have been pulled to the ears, the scarlet tongue is trembling in the protruding jaw, the threatening growl is exposed from the sharp teeth, and the eyes embedded in the fluff become red!

Zac reached out and put the wine glass that he wanted to express his master’s demeanor on the coffin, turned around and closed the door of the exhibition hall, and when he looked towards Gangaro again, his eyes were already red!

“Do you want to fight?” The protruding, stretched fangs made Zach’s accent a bit, uh, special. But his expression is very familiar to us, it is a smile, “I think too.” Zach rolled up his sleeves, “Everyone knows how much Toledo hates being cheated.”

Pale sharp hands … The paws are already on both sides of the body, Zach’s legs are slightly bent, his buttocks are tilted back, and the center of gravity is lowered. The battle between vampires is all rushing to the heart and neck. The opponent is the wolf-shaped Gangelo, and Zach needs an unsightly starting position.

“Where is 12!” A hoarse, weird low voice came from Gangaro’s throat. Believe me, its lips absolutely didn’t move! With a terrible grin, two rows of U-shaped terrifying fangs are facing Zac!

Zac was stunned, and maintained that ridiculous posture, “Ask me?”

The trembling threatening growl stopped.

The two vampires stared at each other with crimson eyes, delivering expressions that were so complicated that no one could interpret them.

I dont know how long this silent staring lasted, the direction of the restaurant, Blakes voice bypassed the stairwell, passed into the office, passed the reception room, and finally broke through the closed showroom The door reached the ears of two vampires.

Zac took away that ridiculous posture, stood still, tidied his wrinkled pants, frowned, “Hide, we have guests.”

The huge wolf shape in the middle begins to twist and shrink rapidly! In the blink of an eye, the sound of thin wings hitting the air sounded. The black silhouette of a basketball-sized bat passed through Zach’s field of vision. The flat wings were retracted in the middle and hung upside down on the corner of the ceiling of the exhibition hall, hidden in the dark. Among.

Zac glanced at Gangelo on the ceiling for the last time, frowned, picked up the wine glass that was originally prepared for the’former relative’, and pushed open the door of the exhibition hall. He wants to send Blake, and Zach wants to maintain his image as a thoughtful master.

Blake in the backyard has walked towards Benjamins warehouse. Benjamin who walked by looked at Zac, and his eyes were asking what the hell is happening in the showroom just now! Zach replied with a “how do I know” look, shook his head, and waited for Blake to get out of his car.

“Thank you for your care today.” Blake lowered the car window and gestured to Zach with a smile.

Zac smiled and waved his hand, “I like the current mayor and I am happy to help.”

After Blake laughed, he looked a little sorry towards Zach, “There are still clues. I dont know if the mayor wants other people to know about his current affairs, so…”

Blake means that his openness to Zach is because of him Familiar with Grande’s’real’ business, coupled with the relationship between Grande and the people in Western Region, there is no need to hide anything.

But for the mayor, Grande is just a funeral home, benefiting from the funeral home made by the mayor. It just happened that Blake and I had some personal acquaintances, which was convenient for starting work.

There is a certain degree of grip in the middle. Grande can benefit from the mayors previous decision and is willing to cooperate with the mayors work, but he cannot be too eager to send it to the door.

It should be easy to understand. What the mayor is doing is not very glorious now. Grande helps the mayor and friend Blake who have a good impression, and it is one thing to provide assistance. But it is another matter to understand the inside story of the mayor’s work too deeply.

This level is entirely in the hands of the politician Blake. He doesn’t want Grande to appear in front of the mayor one day to claim credit, and arouse the mayor’s disgust and wariness.

These things, let the Western Region people who dont know that Grandes biggest relationship is the Mayor Anthony himself, worry about it!

Zach smiled nodded, “I understand. You only need to ask in detail about the recent cooperation with the prison, and you will know.” Zach bent his eyes, “I just save my friends some time That’s it.”

It’s natural for Blake to treat this friend as himself, and there is nothing wrong with it. To help him is to help Anthony. Both of these are friends of Zach.

The young politician smiled. It feels good to have this friend. He is superb for tolerance and understanding. The real work in Barton for the first time was over-fulfilled. I believe that after I went back, I was beaten by the market. The person sent to the family of Serris and Brill also gained a lot. Very lucky.

He finally turned towards Zach nodded, changed gears after bidding farewell, and drove out of Grandes backyard.

Standing in the backyard, Zach did not return to the showroom to see Gangeiro hanging in the corner of the ceiling. It was not Zachs childish anger, but the sound of the engine from far and near, indicating that there was another Guests are here.

“Hey!” The woman in a tight, shiny dress poked her head out of the car window and waved to Zac, “Don’t just stand there! Come and help!”

It’s Rita. This guy finally delivered the customized clothes!

“Benjamin!” Rita’s car didn’t turn off, so he shouted into the rearview mirror, “I see you! You can’t hide this time! I’m here!” The woman skillfully turned off the fire, pulled out the key, and opened the car door. As soon as he stood up, the high heels under his feet couldn’t be stepped firmly, and he took the helpless vampire into his arms!

Rita loves hugs, just like fanning peoples faces with her hands full of rings, using oil-painted nails to pull peoples hair, and using pointed high heels… So don’t worry about this woman going out so late.

“Hmm!” She pushed Zac away with satisfaction, turned her head, staring at the silhouette passing by in front of the window on the second floor of the warehouse, swaying along with amazing lines, “Benjamin You cant escape!”

Zac ignored Benjamin, who was about to be loved, and walked towards the cocked trunk lid. There were him and Matthew in the four square boxes for a week. Clothes made before.

It’s a pity that Matthew is not there, so I can’t try it for now. But Zach obviously didn’t care about Matthew’s clothes very much. He opened the paper box with his name on it, tearing open the sealed plastic expectantly, touching the fabric he chose with his fingers, opening and lifting it with satisfaction.

Zacs face collapsed, and what he lifted up was a strip of fabric. In addition to the top part, it was cut with countless small holes.

Zac blinked, turned his head, looked towards the direction of the warehouse, “Rita, what is this?”

Rita’s head came out of Benjamins window.” Oh! That was old fogey saying,’Thank you for getting my son into the hands of the saint’.”

Thanks? Zach tugged at the corner of his mouth and sighed.

“You still have to pay the full price!” Rita added.