The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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"Let's talk first. Bayi Chinese (wWW.81Zw.COM)" Zac doesn't care what other people in the room are thinking, the redness in his eyes fades. This is just a statement that he has an absolute advantage. A waste of power, "White didn't join your club, right."

Jason stared at Zac as if it were a default.

Zac smiled and nodded. "I checked your home." There was no apology on Zac's face. "It seems that you have been in contact for a long time. How long have you lived together? Half a year, one year? "

"Seven months."

Zach raised his eyebrows, "So his character changed, not because of you, but because he heard about Blake's project from you two weeks ago, right?"

"What the **** are you doing ..." several of Jason's friends around yelled to protect his friends. But these people are just human backgrounds for Zach. Zac raised his fingers impatiently, motioning for them to be quiet. Of course, the sharp nails protruding from the fingertips were the real things.

"You, how are you ..." Jason looked at Zac in surprise.

Zac looked sideways, "I bumped into Blake. He went to see you and wanted to make sure you were okay. As for the time, it was Mrs. White, the sad but caring mother who told me."

Jason frowned and looked away.

Zack didn't care what Jason was thinking, "Blake's project is a very good project, right." Zack smiled, "I think you are very willing to help Blake, of course, this is before. But , And then you joined here, fighting club, everything changed, right. "

Jason's eyes returned to Zac. With anger. Zac was right.

Zac curled his mouth and looked at Wes. "Wes, tell me. What can you think of about this club now. What reason did they use for you to join?"

In just a short time, Weiss saw Zac use his blood to heal the wounded person, saw Zac's red eyes, and saw Zac's fingertips that stretched freely. ▲ Eight? One Chinese ▲ ▼ Www.81zw.com? Not to mention the reviewer Aili who has not stopped from the beginning.

So Wes answered this question wisely, not knowing whether it was human or not. "Anger to this world." Then glanced at the middle-aged man who had been standing in the bathroom door since Zac came in, Bob, which was his original words.

Zac followed Wes's eyes and looked at the middle-aged man. He recalled that his voice was right. He was the one who reminded Ellie to send Jason to the club. But Zac was not interested in his name, "Then, how are you going to deal with this 'anger to the world'?"

Bob frowned, he didn't know how to answer. Because, as he promised to Weiss, they used blows, fights, and bodies to collide and destroy each other to vent. Perhaps they themselves did not realize that this kind of venting was repeated under the magical power that can instantly heal the pain, and they have begun to think that this is a correct way to deal with the world.

No more brainwashing than this! This will only lead to tragedy.

Zac didn't wait for an answer, whispered, and looked back at Jason, "Your club confronts the world in a brutal way with violence and destruction." Zac answered his own question. Forced Jason, who tried to look away, to himself. "And Blake uses law and human rights, a civilized way, and the club's way. It's the opposite of the club. Am I right?"

"What the **** do you want to say!" Jason stared at Zac. "Don't look like you know everything!"

Zac raised an eyebrow and smiled, "I know everything." The vampire shrugged. "Every battle, every healing, all anger. All the pain, all disappeared. The world is right or not. It ’s so beautiful to just use fists. ”He patted Jason ’s face.“ And Blake ’s project. ”Zac made a deliberate contempt,“ How boring, it looks like it will be painful and long. The process, er, is irritating. "

"You ..." Jason's face flushed with excitement, but he didn't seem to know what he was going to say, only to say that he stopped suddenly.

Zac turned his head, waited for a while, and did not hear the follow-up, shook his head with a smile, "The violent and refreshing way, or the dull way of seeing the future, this is a very obvious choice. , Need to use fists to let him see the reality. Bayi ■ Zhong ??? Wen Wang. Www.81zw.com? "

Jason frowned closely, and Zac stared at this young face, trying to analyze the other party's emotions. But Zac had nothing to gain. Now Jason seems to have too many thoughts, which makes his emotions confused.

"I only need to confirm one thing." Zac looked at Jason.

"It's not us!" Jason stared at Zac and said vigorously, "Us" was used at this time.

Zac looked at the three heavy-faced men in the room and nodded. This is not something he wants to ask, a club that can heal the pain, fighting is not a serious thing, because that has become a habit. But Zac does not put human nature in too bad places, thinking that it is the hands of people with the same attributes.

"Are you from the club?" Zack asked.

Jason pursed his lips and nodded with a small margin.

That's enough. When the tail is over, Zack will end Mrs. White's commission with a real murderer.

Zac looked at the Eli who was still desperately pulling the door. "The rest, we will talk about it later." Zac raised an eyebrow and smiled, listening to the sound from outside the room. "No need, James came." It ’s slow enough. "

The door that Ali tried to pull countless times was pushed open, and there was a smile on the stranger's face, "This is it." He turned his head and saw the staring Ali, "Ali! We're here, This is gold. "

"Finally!" Zac's figure flickered in the room. The two had been pushed into the room, and the door was closed again.

The two staggered in the room, and before James could see the people in the room, he heard a voice cooling his back.

"You're finally here, James." Zac reached out and crossed James' shoulders, and flicked his neck after the guy who had just entered and didn't know the name. This guy who has nothing to do with Zac's commission, Zac does not have to keep him!

James' eyes widened violently, without any room for thought. James Xun squatted, his thick trouser legs were instantly pulled up, and the silver dagger was already in his hand! In the body's sharp rotation, the arm is pulled back, and the semi-circular silver light. Straight towards the guy behind him!

In the silver light, Zac's afterimage turned in a circle, and it had reached James's back again. The soft stranger Chester fell directly into Zac's arms, Zac frowned, and hugged the soft body. I made a more comfortable posture, staring at the back of James with his back muscles fully stretched, with a grieved voice, "James, is this your apology? Too disappointing me."

Yin Guang once again made an arc, and Zach stepped back helplessly, looking at James who was facing him directly.

"Uh." Zac shook his head and shook off the stranger who was in the way, grabbing James' wrist. Rotating a little, pressing hard, James groaned, and the whole arm hung swaying weakly on his shoulder.

Melee with the vampire, uh, this guy is in vain with Ravenci.

Zac squeezed James's chin directly, raised it mercilessly, and frowned, "What are you doing, how did you make this ghost look like." Zac's finger was on James. Poke twice on the twisted face. Confirmed that this is not makeup, but reluctantly cut his own arm, and regardless of the other party's rejection, pressed hard to James's mouth.

In the whine of James' struggle. Zac glanced at Weiss, "believe it or not, we are friendly."

Wes frowned. When James attacked, his thoughts of going up to help lasted only a moment. "Who are you?"

"Zacary Grande. The owner of the funeral home." Zacco pointed his head at James, and glanced at Jason, quoting Noah, "an amateur police competitor."

Wes pursed his lips and looked at his friend James. Just like Jason, the bruise and puffiness on his face began to disappear, and the attributed James returned. It was not until this time that Weiss confirmed that he was safe in this room. I have to say, he was relieved.

"Let me go!" James pushed Zac's arm away, and when he recovered, he went to pick up the newly dropped dagger again. Zac frowned, directly at James' collar, and threw him onto the bed. The disgusted pinched the underground dagger with two fingers, glanced at it, and opened the door.

"Kim! Throw this thing away!"

Zac stretched out the door, let go of the dagger's fingers and let go of the large, scarlet things, swiping across the door. The dagger didn't know where he was flying. Zac closed the door, and Ali gave up to run away.

James glared fiercely at Zac, pounced on Chester's side, checked his breath, felt his pulse was still there, and glared fiercely at Zac, "What do you want to do!"

"Save you." Zach said directly, "You have to apologize to me three times, I will remember."

"Tao-Mo -..."

Zac bounced on James' head, "Quiet."

James curled his head to the ground, and Wes hesitated for a while, but he stepped forward and pulled James back to the side. His eyes asked what was going on, but his eyes were red because of pain, and James, who was full of tears, couldn't convey any look.

"Now." Zac looked at the people in the room with a slight smile. "The people are here." Zac's eyes fell on Aili. "Tell everyone, what am I thinking."

Seemingly trying to explain his own words, Zach swept the room again, and finally fell to Weiss and James. "This guy can read." The vampire smiled. "You read it right, you read it. Heart. So, your identity has long been exposed, Weiss, think about whether you thought about this mission before I came? "

Weiss looked at Zac and Eli at the wide-eyed eyes, and finally looked at James.

James stared at Zac, but his red eyes were helpless. Weiss confirmed that what Zac said was true.

Zac shrugged. "You not only thought, but also James, so your two identities were exposed together." Zac pointed to Aili, "and this guy has notified the club, uh ..." Zac looked at Jason all.

"Uh, what do you call the starter of the club? Wouldn't it be a saint."

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