The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"You have to hurry. Bayi? Chinese ■ English? ● www.ww.81zw.com?" The male nurse urged, and Zac had to take a last look at the trembling man, confirming that his eyes were trying to dodge. Laurie, then followed the male nurse, and entered a layer like a maze.

Once again spiraling out of this nursing home, the middle-aged female nurse at the reception desk at the front door handed over a wooden box for storing personal belongings. Zac watched that there was nothing left but the special necklace that had disappeared. Missing, it seems that someone has left.

Zac packed his things and left the nursing home, and Qwest's car in the parking lot had long since disappeared. The gravel creaked under the rolling of the tire.

Zac did not ask where the unexpectedly met guest sitting in the co-pilot was going, but returned on his own initiative.

The green trees receded on both sides of the window. Zac held the steering wheel in one hand and a square wine bottle in the other. In the sun, the rules for vampires to dispel lethargy are very clear: Zac will light a cigarette when Benjamin is present; when Benjamin is absent, that is naturally traditional eating.

Neither of them cared about the person in the nursing home, because it doesn't make much sense to care about the guy with obvious mental problems now.

"You are overdrawing your soul. Eight ◆ One ★ ▲ Chinese? Wen Wang www.81zw.com?" Crowley pulled her gold, watching the red liquid sinking into the vampire's throat, and said with a smile.

The vampire shrugged, indifferently, he regarded it as a compliment to himself.

In the world of vampires, there is a recognized rule of power, the older the vampire is, the stronger the power. For a group that is already standing above most creatures, there is no reason to increase power. But the power is still increasing with time. The only reason is that their souls that are decaying and losing their **** to ** are fading away.

So when the devil with the soul as the source of power said something that seemed to be 'consolation', the vampire took it for granted. Overdraft? No, this is liberation for vampires.

"Your words are a bit off." Zack withdrew the bottle with a smile after replenishing the food, and responded with a smile. "You're going around without containers like this, it's an overdraft. And I'm just growing."

Crowley bent her lips. Although she was born under the same system, she belonged to two different races in different categories, and there was an essential difference in concept. Crowley accepted her mistake and nodded with a smile, following the vampire's words.

"This can't blame me, my demands are too high." Crowley's fingers swept across her cheeks, showing a helpless expression, sighing, "Although I have a satisfactory candidate, this person, for the future 'peace ', I can't touch my fingers. "≤8" ≤1 "≤Chinese" ≤text, www.8.1z.COM "

Zac glanced away, his thoughts connected in light green eyes. Zac laughed, so it turned out! ‘For future peace’, the devil needs to think about what the peacemaker has besides the Grand House, so the scope of this candidate ’s identity is already clear.

"Should the nun who was sick in the Church of the Son have recovered?" Zac asked with a smile, which was a temptation.

"Yeah." Crowley twiddled her head with a smile and narrowed her eyes. "A proper rest." She smiled and looked at Zac. "With careful care, he will recover in a few days."

"You should stay in her body." Zac's eyes looked straight at the road ahead. It was already obvious that the candidate for the container Crowley was referring to was Louise. "The container that can hold the angel's soul is not easy to find. "

Crowley chuckled and looked at Zac's profile. She knew that Zac had understood some things, but in details, it was clear that the other party had misunderstood something.

"You've taken what I thought awkwardly." Crowley glanced away. "And the container is not as strong as you think."

Zac raised an eyebrow. "Oh? So, you're not always there?"

"Of course." Crowley shook her head. "I said, I'm not going to disturb you. I won't move the people in the Church of the Son, you should trust me more."

Zac squinted, trust? If the other party does n’t say it, and is interested in their ‘girlfriend’, Zac will give her more trust. Now, let ’s forget.

Crowley sensed Zac's expression and shook her head helplessly, "I won't start with your Louise." After a brief pause, Crowley added, "And James."

Zac tilted his head, there is no need to say anything on this issue, Grande has already gained an advantage in the negotiations with the demon, even if it is a threat, he can keep the other side intact.

"I believe you can know what you shouldn't do." Zach smiled and continued, "Before we continue to chat, are we going to talk about business. Why are you here?"

Crowley also smiled, "Is this the right thing?" She adjusted the sitting position on the not-so-clean but very spacious passenger seat, and her slender legs folded up at random, making Zac involuntarily think of last night. The performers in [** bar]. They also seem to like this kind of clothing that can highlight the gender advantage.

"Okay." Crowley nodded. "This is indeed a business." She looked at Zac. "Did James remind you anything?"

"Remind?" The reminder meant that Zac was in danger, but at least for now, neither the vampire nor his family felt any danger. "He said, in fact, I don't think it needs reminding." Just and Like the hunters at the time, to remind others of things that they could not solve, they could only bring disaster to others.

Crowley wasn't going to put more words on a word. Because Zac is right, in terms of what she knows now, this will not be a problem of Grande, but her problem, because the other party did not do anything to Grande House, instead, kill, and Hurt her men.

"Something happened, maybe you don't care now." Crowley said lightly, "But this is about your city." Crowley smiled and changed her sentence, "It's also my city , Is our city-Barton City. So you have to know. "

Zac thought for a while, smiled and nodded, acknowledging Crowley's statement. After all, when the gates of **** are closed again, everyone in Button will accept the fact that Crowley exists.

"Then please Miss Crowley." Zach raised his eyebrows, still using this title, "Tell me, what happened in our city that I don't know."

Crowley nodded with a smile, which was considered a peaceful consensus.