Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Bartons southern part has been shrouded in anxiety recently, because night-traveling’social people’ often trip over something while drunk walking, and then fall full of Something coldon the corpse.

This is still a better situation, but the worse thing is that the nightwalker becomes the corpse that tripped other people.

Call the police? Well, the patrol officer in this area is called Coulson, and yes, it is the Coulson we know. Now he is still working as a small patrol in the southern part, let’s see how he looked when he was young.

This little patrolman in his thirties can only be flushed and exasperated with his patrol car’s steering wheel, and then yelled at Wireless Electronics, calling for support. However, no one will come, to the inexplicable sympathy.

Look, in the evening, at a crowded alleyway, he was standing next to the patrol car again, pulling Wireless Electronics and yelling, “Eight corpses! I have already reported eight. The corpse! You let me write the report first! Report! Report! Report your mothers report! Where did my previous report go?! Has it been sent to the murder team?! Are all the murderers dead!”

“Can you shut up.” The gloomy man turned his head and glanced at the patrolman Coulson who was yelling in the alley, turning back to the corpse lying on the ground in the alley with cold light eyes , Greeted the people around him, “Carry away, notify the family, contact the funeral home.”

pa! Wireless Electronics, which has not progressed at all, was hung up, and Coulson rushed to the man giving orders, “You he -What the hell is this! This is the crime scene! Dont move…”

Coulson had also been’righteous’, but immediately, he shut up and put his hand on the baton on his waist. But there is no other follow-up action. Because the reality is cruel, four or five guns were pointed at him.

The man gave Coulson a glance without any action. The most direct contempt was that. He continued to wave his hands and instruct the people on both sides to signal to the corpse, “carry it away.”

Sen watched as the corpse was moved away. It was convenient now. The corpse was gone. He didn’t need to try to write the ninth report that was destined to not reach the murder team.

Uh, but there are more important things to worry about now. Pointing at Coulson’s gun doesn’t seem to mean to put it down, but what does Coulson have? There was Wireless Electronics whose call was stalled, and there was a baton… This small incident in the alley seemed to be a bad ending.

“Do you have a license (with guns)?” The situation was terrible, but Coulson still made an effort. After all, he was still wearing a police uniform.

“Are you going to assault the police?!” Coulson’s wrinkled eyes scanned the man who pointed the gun at him, “Sabotage the crime scene, hold a gun, and now I have to add a charge!” Finally, his eyes fell on the man who ordered.

The man didn’t look at Coulson at all, but watched him lift the corpse, silently thinking about something. It seems that there is no result in thinking, as if remembering it, looked towards the patrolman who stared at him, and said, “You, haven’t seen you before, are you new here?”

Cohen doesnt need to answer this. problem.

“It seems so.” The man shook his head, “Do you know who I am?”

“Criminal!” Coulson squeezed out two words.

“hehe.” With a sneer, the man looked around, waved his hand, and the man with the gun closed the gun, “Everyone calls me’General’.” He looked at Coulson’s police uniform. “You’d better remember it clearly. We will have a chance to meet in the future. Go away now. I’m not interested in such useless guys like you.”

Coulson pressed his mouth tightly, is it useless? ? He really has nothing to refute. He could only stare at the man who claimed to be the “General” and walked farther and farther, and disappeared into the bar named [General Rest Station]. He hammered the car door heavily, cursing in a low voice.

Is the content of the curse, there is a “general”, and there is also his own police uniform issued to him… I hope everyone understands.

Suddenly, Coulson felt something, turned his head violently, and saw a civilian staring here at the corner of the street-a middle-aged Indian woman wearing a fancy shawl, of course ours Sibera-The wind is blowing.

“What do you look at!” Coulson waved his hand and cursed. This is an obvious anger. Who knows if this civilian has seen the whole process of his little policeman being abused! Coulsons temperament, which likes to get angry, has nothing to do with his age. “What’s so good! Look elsewhere!”

Sibera looked away without expression and retreated to the corner of the street.

After a while, the sound of a car door collision sounded, and the patrol car drove away.

“He’s gone.” At the feet of Sibera, there seemed to be something protruding in the shadow of the building in the evening, although behind Sibera stood a bunch of Indian-looking people, the voice , It was not made by any one person, and even this voice was full of childishness.

“Wander, what’s the situation with the corpse.” Sibera seemed to be talking to the shadow.

“It’s that vampire.” The voice in the shadow replied, “The amount of blood loss and the wound are consistent, but…”

Sibera frowned, “But what. “

“Is he really Torrido?” In the shadow, the guy called Wander (Shadow Man)… the guy has a contemptuous tone, “This is the worst eating action I have ever seen Vampire, it doesnt seem to fit the legendary Torrido, arent they all guys who like to pursue clean and tidy?”

“humph.” Sibera seemed too lazy to judge something, “He claims to be so No matter what it is, we must get rid of it if it threatens our lives.” Sibera turned her head and looked towards the people in Yinan behind her, “It seems that the news is right. He went to Hermann’s factory for the last time. After stealing something, I hid here. I’ll solve him here.”

Sibella looked around and smiled, “hmph. It’s much more convenient here.”

She said convenient, that the southern part is very convenient. There is no need to explain, the little encounter of Patrol Coulson is enough. Oh, I’m afraid the southern part has exploded, and will not be supervised, let alone just killing a vampire! Convenient enough!

“Disperse and find him.” Sibera gave the order and walked out of the corner.

The Indians scattered behind Sibera, going in all directions, to force out the vampire hiding here.

“What are you doing.” As soon as Sibera took a few steps, she frowned and turned her head, looking at the Indian man who followed behind her, “‘Shooter’ (James followed the angry waves The Indian from Earth Spirit, under Anthony at the exact time), what do you do with me?”

“Corden (who always cares for her husband by Sibera) cant come, Let me protect you.”‘Sagittarius’ replied without expression.

“I don’t need to protect.” Sibelala pulled the shawl on his shoulders, wondering what was hidden in the shawl, and there was a sharp metal crash.

But Sagittarius obviously didn’t want to listen to Sibera, and continued to follow behind her, the atmosphere was a little embarrassing.

Should be to ease the atmosphere, the Sagittarius said a digression, “Does the Firefly family really want to keep their daughter (Alice) in Barton? Everyone is curious.”

So the reason why Koden did not participate in this campaign of encirclement and suppression of vampires is that Feng Family has come as a guest, just to mention it.

Sibera looked back at the Sagittarius, “It’s up to everyone.” She stopped talking.