Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zach now faces a choice. He is standing next to Emilia and has successfully seen Mayor Anthony and Blake in the luncheon. Just walk over and Zach He could tell all the questions asked by using the enchanting pupil in Grande this morning. This is also the main reason why he will attend this luncheon.

But at the same time, Emilia also saw the direction of the old people in Western Region. Her target was Mrs. Quinn. Zac had already promised Emilia to help, so at this time she completely ignored Zac’s wishes, pulling Zac, trying to move in that direction.

It’s just an attempt. Human women still don’t have the ability to pull a vampire who doesn’t want to move.

By the way, this choice is not a choice that Zach prefers to go there first, but a choice of which side he doesn’t want to go to. It needs an explanation.

We must first make sure that the guests at this luncheon coincide with the guest list at yesterdays funeral, and they are all powerful figures in Barton. Roughly speaking, Bishop yesterday also wanted to communicate with these characters in the name of a funeral.

However, due to the quarrel overheard by Zach during the funeral convoy-Ms. Schell tore off the last layer of Bisharp’s internal veil, the contradictions within the family made them temporarily abandon the funeral. The communication that should be there, the whole process of stinky faces, can be said to be mutual defense, no one talks to anyone.

At todays luncheon, this family has obviously resolved or given up on resolving their internal conflicts. Zachs two goals, Mrs. Quinns side, were sitting with the old Bisharps. Talking to Barton and Quinn. On Mayor Anthony’s side, Ms. Schell was lining up anyone who tried to approach Anthony, and occupied the Mayor, who was also talking about something.

If BiSharp is also at this luncheon, Zach can at least see something through the master of BiSharp who has no opinion, but there is no shadow of BiSharp at all! On such occasions, the man conveniently mourned the early death of his son at home!

Zac doesnt want to go anywhere now!

“Let’s wait.” Zach directly carried Emilia, who was constantly trying to move, to the third direction-the bar.

Although Emilia is reluctant, she can only do this. In this banquet, in the absence of her male partner, only Zach knew her.

The bar is a lonely place, except for the waiters coming and going, not at all who come over. After all, this is not a nightclub-like place, but a luncheon, a social venue, and a purposeful occasion. But no one will waste time at the bar waiting for socializing to find themselves.

However, there are no absolutes. Some things are not waiting, they hit one’s face in one step!

Emilia waved impetuously to the bartender behind the bar, and ordered two glasses of tequila that had a calming effect.

However, “I said two cups!” One cup is for Zac. Emilia is not in a good mood and needs to vent. By mistake, the bartender who only put a small cup has become Vent the object.

This is a bartender with a strange dress. The Indian face doesnt matter. What makes people feel weird is that he is the only one at the luncheon where all the waiters wear black bow ties. I wore a Poirot tie.

This wayward bartender in costume, curled his mouth, still didnt look like he wanted to correct his mistake, and put a wine glass in front of Zac, “This gentleman, he should have brought his own drink ‘Yeah, right?”

Zac squinted, the voice he just heard recently! Recall, who is the Indian who just spoke to Zach recently? Only Boyson!

Zac held down Emilia, who was about to get angry, and smiled and took out his snack can from the three-piece dress pocket, “You know me well.” Weird, but understand People will respond immediately! Zach put his square metal wine bottle on the bar, “But you can still provide a container.”

“Of course.” Boyson placed an empty bottle next to the bottle. The cup, very consciously took it in Zacs wine bottle, and unscrewed it, like a truly thoughtful waiter, tilting the bottle mouth, pouring the bright red liquid into the wine glass, Boyson raised his eyebrows, “good taste.”

Because Benjamin left, remember, in order to deliberately piss off Zac, he and a group of otaku ate a lot of lamb chops, and Alpha deliberately picked a few strong and sturdy ones… So Zachs current The ration is the food previously stored in the southern part, which is human blood. This is what good taste means.

Emilia only glanced at the liquid in the cup, her uncomfortable expression flashed by, she didn’t want to participate in the conversation, she emptied her agave, and combed without saying hello Time gone.

Boyson didnt care about Emilia at all. Whether he knew him or not was still a problem, but after he filled the glass, not at all, just like a waiter, handed the glass to the guest Zach. Instead, he pulled to his side, smiled weirdly at Zac, protected the glass with one hand, and slid across the mouth of the glass with the other.

Zac saw a white object quickly thrown into his glass! Dissolve quickly in the bright red liquid! It looks like’Valmina’ that should have disappeared! Don’t look like it, just say it, it’s that thing!

Zac raised his eyebrows and looked at the wine glass that was pushed in front of him, his tone hesitant, “Are you expecting me to drink this thing?” Alpha was out of control,’Valmina ‘!

“Honestly, I am!” Boyson looked at Zach, and the feeling of being interrupted on the phone was back again! Such straightforward approach and words made Zach truly lose the means to cope.

“I think, you should know what this is?” Boyson looked directly into Zac’s eyes, and he had no scruples at the luncheon where people were everywhere! “Don’t you dare?”

Zac frowned, determined to make the other person regret it! We vampire pulled the corners of our lips and decided not to accept any interruptions from the other party and dominate the conversation!

Zac picked up the wine glass in front of him. Fortunately, it was a small glass of round wine. Zach poured the wine glass very unceremoniously and let the liquid spread out on the bar.

“Aiya.” Zach tilted his head, without any sincerity of sorry, “Sorry, it spilled, please clean it up.”

Boyson raised his eyebrows and looked At a glance, Zac seemed to realize something-the way he used to constantly interrupt the rhythm of Zac’s conversation was used by the other party. Basically, it doesn’t follow the original meaning of the script.

Boyson was shrugged, cleaned up skillfully, and murmured unexplained complaints in his mouth, “It’s a waste, my inventory is wasted.”

Zach is determined I dont care about inventory which means and so on. What is a dominant dialogue, that is, no matter what distracting things the other party throws, I dont care and only pursue what I want to say, such as

“Why are you on such an occasion?” Zach picked up his bottle, as if asking casually. Then with an indifferent smile, he corrected it, “It should be why you dare to appear in front of me.”

There is a question here. The occasion restricts Zach from being in the presence of powerful people in Barton. What about this guy, but it’s okay to get the reason for his presence here, after all, there are people Zac cares about at this luncheon. It seems suspicious to have such an unidentified Indian wizard infiltrate! This is the direction of Zach’s dialogue at this time.

“Bartons only traditional funeral and burial owner, is he such a careful person?” Boysons rag was soaked with dazzling bright red, he carefully folded the rag, and then stuffed it into his own pocket. Tucked into his pocket. Repeat and continue, “Its just because you were interrupted by a personal business, and you just hung up on the phone. Do you remember the first time you met?”

Good conversation skills, if Zach Justify, the topic will be extended, and Boyson successfully interrupted Zach’s rhythm again.

However, Zach bent his mouth corners, as if nodded as if being reminded, “Yes, it seems that I am such a person.”

Boyson frowned. , Watching Zac continue.

“You haven’t answered my question, the person who hung up my phone.” Zach’s face became serious, and now he is playing the role of a’careful person.’ Zach seems very comfortable, “If If you are not ready to answer me, I will report like your manager. You brought something that shouldnt have appeared on this occasion.” Zach turned his head and quickly found Smith who was chatting with Falcon, “Or I Just tell…”

“You won.” Boyson took away all the expressions on his face and said in a low voice, “I’m just a declining gray professional.” He looked at Glancing at Zach, the blunt face line twitched at the corner of his mouth, “Master Grande, who is thriving, don’t be so strong against me. What do you want to know.” It seems that the other party has given up resistance. However, Zach is not that stupid.

I found it, this guy pulled out of the gray professional circle. Boyson, who should be a little self-aware, knows that Grandes intimacy is no longer available on the attributes of the alien race. Thirteen years ago, when he sold the blood of old Hank Ian, he would not have expected Ians father. Zach, came to Barton three years later, and finally became a family with Old Hank!

Then this cunning guy started to win sympathy from his other identity! Gray professionals! As he said, the declining gray professional!

Zac didn’t want to talk about the feeling of’decline and prosperity’ at all, and impatiently tapped his bottle with his finger, “You have already heard the question, don’t let me ask it again. “

Boyson furrowed his eyebrows and looked at Zach, who was not getting in. He was silent for a while, then suddenly opened his eyebrows and changed his expression. It was a direct disgust! He changed his response, “You really want to know? Do you think I like to be in a place like this? Hehe, it’s not because of you!”

Zac ignored the change in the other persons expression and said before. No matter what the other person throws, leave it alone. Our vampire fingers directly buckled the wine bottle, turned around in front of the bar, and faced Smith’s direction. This is a notice. If the other party tries to distract again, Zach will pass directly, “I still haven’t heard the answer.”

Boyson pulled the corners of his mouth and turned his head in a certain direction, “Okay! Look over there, that’s why I’m here!”

Sit upright in front of the bar, looking towards the place indicated by Boyson.

Mrs. Quinn is still talking about something with the old Bishops.

Zac frowned. This time he was not acting, he was sincere. Because Zach realized something!

Boyson just said that he came here because of Zach.

What did Nazac do again? Mr. Quinn’go’ first, but successfully sent Mrs. Quinn, who had already stepped half of his foot into the coffin, to Grande. Then, under the arrangement of God’s will that we can now consider as destined, Grande and Mrs. Quinn were both Changed fate.

Zac retracted his gaze, his face was weird, “Porch, dont you give up.”

Its already obvious, Boyson, its in Grande that he has not yet intervened in Kunming. Because of the family, when rewriting the fate of countless people, Boqi’s “helper”! That inadvertently, from the unintentional Jackson, the “Indian with special skills but very dangerous” who met Boqi!

Zach went to see Blake’s direction subconsciously, but he didn’t see Jackson’s silhouette, and Blake might have distracted him again.

Well, Jackson does not need to confirm, Boyson himself has already admitted! This dialogue, after all, failed to allow Zac to successfully lead the direction, and was still biased towards the gray profession that Boyson said! Zach lost, but he asked for it…

“humph.” Boyson gave Zach a glance, “Now you know, are you satisfied? You ruined my job first. Now I have to be found by my old employer to deal with it. Do you want to ruin my job again, Master Grande?”

Zac looked towards Mrs. Quinns direction, shook the head. Oh, this is not an answer to Boyson, but some meaningless metaphysical questions. For example, if Alice had no sympathy at the time, Grande would not have the financial pressure after the privatization of the funeral industry. I am afraid that things will not look like this at all.

Our vampire shook his head again. This is a concrete action of throwing meaningless thinking behind his head. He looked towards Boyson, “Unfortunately, I just promised a friend, Help her with some things.”

Zac’s gaze randomly swept across the direction of the combing room. Emilia will never go back. She is a woman who has vision and insists on being herself, she doesn’t want to touch things between different races at all.

“We still need Mrs. Quinn to be alive and healthy for the time being.” Zach curled up his mouth, well, since the facts have been irresistible to limit the direction of dialogue in the gray profession, Zach has gone well. “As the owner of the thriving Grande, some suggestions for you, a declining gray professional.”

Zac looked at Boysons gloomy face, “Let me guess Now, the remuneration paid by Porch will not still use Quinn Group’s check, ten thousand, twenty thousand?” Zach has a smile on his frivolous face.

Lets remember, Poch also tried to buy Grande. We know how it ended.

“hehe.” Zach shook his hand to put an end to the accidental encounter. “Considering that these checks are impossible to cash, you should give up this old customer.”

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Well, Zach still won.