The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"James, can I ask you a question?" Zac looked at the person behind his desk. James seemed completely calmed down, not as excited and angry as he used to be in the conversation, "If you find it This man, what are you going to do? "

"I don't know. Eight ◆ one ▲ ?? Chinese website www.8.11zw.com ▼" James glanced at Zac, "but what I know is that he can't continue hunting like this anymore."

The corner of Zac's mouth slightly curled up, "Then are you here to help us find this person for you?"

James took a deep breath. "No, it's an exchange of information. I need to know the situation I might encounter. I have to prepare myself."

Although James's impression of Crowley was very poor, he had to admit that Crowley's behavior was very convergent this week. This is a performance that she is seriously considering for a long time in Barton. Anthony has already explained what it means to open the gate of hell: Crowley dies or returns to hell, another demon will come up. Unfortunately, as Crowley said, the new demon is not necessarily more reasonable than Crowley.

Although it is not ideal to open Crowley's head, her performance can no longer be 'good'. Provoking riots is limited to the most chaotic neighborhoods of Barton, and the content of worship is also very common.

Zach shook his head with a smile, "There is nothing to prepare for, you can think they and Spira are people of the same nature, not even human beings." Zack doesn't want to limit his thinking anymore. It is not surprising that this city, which is located in the easternmost city of the Federation.

"If you really meet him." Zac thought for a moment and looked at James with meaningful eyes. "Communicate, if it fails, then find support. Our Grand House and Crowley are both Good choice. "

James thought about it, he could not detect the process of rebuilding the world view, but he almost understood the truth. With his weak ability, whether he wants it or not, there are aliens in this world. The vampire and the new demon in Barton are always there. He can't let them disappear, nor will he be so stupid that he wants to be caught between them. It is necessary to choose one to ask for help. With James' current senses, it is naturally Glad.

Zac looked at what James thought, and smiled and waved his hand. There was nothing more to say, and he signaled that James could go.

James stood up, said goodbye, turned around, and suddenly looked at Zac, "I know the latest things about Quest. You should make a quick cut with him. He has already recruited too much of himself. Attention. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net.ww.81zw.com? "

Zac looked up and smiled, "Thank you for reminding me."

The guests of the Grand House left, and this messy "family" of various types and systems of interracial returned to calm again, but there were no werewolves and banshees, and they were always empty.

The boring vampire swayed in the building, and suddenly laid back, he didn't even have a speaker. Looking for Louise? Wanting a woman to reveal a man's tangled heart, a vampire will not fall to this point.

The time became slow, and finally it was dragged to dusk, Zach replaced Alice and ‘dated’ with Cook. Ready to wait for Alice to come back, retelling what this little fat man did today.

When Cook tried to taste a piece of beef on a small screen, the phone rang.

Zac gave the control of the channel to Louise to prevent Old Hank from changing channels. He wanted to know what special sauce Cook had spent more than twenty minutes preparing. Zac walked out of the office and answered the phone.

"Grand."

"Mr. Grand! Haha, I thought I would go directly to the answering machine." The man in the earpiece sounded like he drank some wine, the sound was loud, and the background sound was also very noisy, full of men and women.

Zac recognized this voice. Although there was a slight change through the conversion of the telephone line, Zinoy Repett made Zac feel good.

"Mr. Repett." Zac replied with a smile, "Is there anything?"

"Hah, there is nothing special." The volume from the earpiece suddenly went up and down. Obviously Nuo was not alone. He signaled with others. "Today is a small gathering of several friends, drinking a few glasses of wine and communicating with each other. Exchange, I wonder if Mr. Grande is interested? "

"Is the friend's party?" Zach raised an eyebrow. "I'm happy to go."

"Great! Everyone is looking forward to knowing you! The address is Beiqi Street, [** bar]. Eight ▲ ■ ▼? A Chinese website www.81zw.com? Do you know the place?

"I don't know, tell me the full address." Zac bent his lips and said an indifferent lie.

The other party smiled and reported an address, reminding with a tone of **, "please prepare more one-dollar dollar bills."

Zac hung up the phone, went back to the bedroom and told him to go out, glanced at Cook, who was already standing in front of a plate of steaks, to remind Louise to tell him later.

Old Hank was called out impatiently, and Zack asked, "Hanke, I was invited by [Nore Repett] to go to their small party. Is there anything to pay attention to?"

The old man half-eyed his eyes and snorted again, "A group of guys who like to watch women undress! What's so good to do!" Old Hank dropped Zac and turned to urge Louise to make dinner.

Zac smiled helplessly and came out.

At dusk on Highway 27, when Zac entered the former Becky area, the sky was completely dark, and the neon lights on Becky Street reflected on the pedestrians, as if everyone were the same kind of phantom Daniel .

Zach parked the truck on the corner of the street and walked towards the "Gentleman's Bar" where Madison had worked briefly for a while.

I've seen the buddy, the bartender, the small round table, the erected steel tube ... Of course, the last time was wrong, and it's not the "real" business hours of ** bar. This time, the round table was filled with men of all kinds, and they raised their hands with a dollar bill folded between their fingers and shouted loudly. The guys hurriedly shuttled around the guests, and occasionally they had to be careful about the tray in their hands, not to hit those neatly dressed women who had chosen their targets and walked towards the guests.

Nuo was on the second floor, looking at Zac and waving with a smile.

Zac smiled and walked over there.

The waiter on the stairs accepted the sign of the person above and let Zac enter. "Zacree Grande." As the only person he knew, Nuo was very responsible for introducing, sitting on the semi-arc sand and smiling. The names of everyone who looked at Zac were reported.

Zac took note of their names, and since he had arrived at the party, a formal address was no longer necessary. He saluted each other and smiled, "Just call me Zac."

"Okay, Zac, the time is right for you to come!" Nuo no longer has a serious and reliable look when talking with Zac yesterday. He took Zac's shoulder and sat down on the sand, facing the sitting seven or eight. Personally smiling, "This is Zac's first time, we should let him choose."

Everyone laughed and clapped their hands, and there were also slightly older men, with a malicious smile, "Please do n’t inherit the tradition of your previous generation! We ca n’t stand it!"

This kind of direct joke doesn't make Zac mind, but it makes him happy. Under Nuo's instructions, he looked down at the women standing downstairs who were still holding small mirrors for the final touch-ups.

The waiter brought a tray of small wine glasses, and the blue liquid swayed on the coffee table that was placed on the glass. Since it is on the second floor, the decoration is slightly different from the one below.

"‘ Deep Sea Bomb ’." Someone has already divided the glass, "You must give it a try!"

Zac looked at the two small wine glasses in front of him. The vampire was not repulsed by real alcohol. He smiled and picked it up, raised his head, and raised his eyebrows as usual, squinting his eyes tightly, his fingers touching the throat after swallowing, like this strong alcohol Like burning his throat!

Zac was very happy to look at a few people, "It really is deep!"

"Wait, wait for a while, you will now see a 'bomb'!" Several people smiled and looked up.

At the end of the round, the women ordered by Zach also went upstairs, exquisite high-heeled shoes stepped on a glass coffee table. Those clothes that normally represent seriousness swelled up and shrunk on their talented bodies Amazing radians.

Several women walked around the coffee table as if they were showing. They looked down at the sitting man and winked at someone who had already shown interest. The soles of their shoes crossed carefully in the scattered wine glasses, and then with a look of ambiguity-implication-and temptation-confusion, they went directly from the coffee table to the elongated `` stage ''.

After a short communication, they determined their position, and each person started a performance with a steel tube fainted by the light.

"The second round!" Everyone picked up another wine glass and looked up, the blue liquid disappeared into the man's end.

** All the entertainment programs that can be provided have arrived, and the party has really started.

"Zac! You're so good, 'Bomb' is not just blown up, are you the kind of dull guy ?!" Someone's eyes were already reddish, and he looked at Zac with a smile.

Zac smiled and smiled, Nuo's fingers tapped on the table, and laughed loudly, "You don't know, this Grand, the drink during the day is wine!"

This was apparently what Nuo had seen at Grande ’s house yesterday, and Zack shook his head with a smile, “It ’s just time to drink red wine, and it ’s harmless.”

"Hey! Connaught, you heard it! He is bored!" Someone stared at Connaught, and there was no malice, "You robbed others of their work! Now they are bored! You need to compensate!"

Nuo smiled and waved his hand, shouting to the waiter, "Don't stop, keep going!" This is his compensation.

"It's not like that. I'm happy to get rid of someone." Zac said with a smile. For strangers, there must be a topic to open up the situation of mutual understanding, and Quest is clearly the topic. The identity of the people at this party has long been guessed by Zac, even if they are professional unions.

"Someone!" Someone sneered and looked at Zac, "Here are all people, you can open up! You don't need to whitewash him, it's the guy from Quest."

I do n’t know who it is. I have handed over the smoke and matches, and Zac took it. This is what he really uses, but the current environment is not very needed.

Nuo smiled and said, "I got rid of him too, congratulations!"

Zac raised an eyebrow and picked up the blue alcohol sent by the waiter again. "Congratulations. Has he finally given up?"

Now that the other party has spoken and can be said openly, Zach will gossip. Although Zack does not value integration into this circle, it seems that it will be convenient for him to integrate into it, and there is no loss, and there is no need to refuse.

"Give up?" Nuo shook his head helplessly, "He has found a new target for harassment! I am deeply saddened by the new guy." Nuo looked at Zac with a smile, "Pray that he will receive the deposit first!"

Zac raised his eyebrows, and the empty glass was put down. "New guy? I thought I was the new one."