The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Paisin was undefeated as usual, and the family of the Blast couple did not take care of them because they came back. The rusty mailbox was still there, and the weeds were still there. ⊥August 1 Chinese, www.8.1ｚw.COM

Zac carried Benjamin and thought about it. He took a pill from Benjamin who was thrown by Benjamin as a bean and stepped on the front porch of the wind wind house. After listening to the quarrels and movements in it, I wondered whether I should wait for it.

But Paisin is different from other places. Most of them live with people who have irregular working hours, that is, the so-called blue-gray collar class. The embarrassed appearance of Zack and Benjamin is really not suitable for staying here.

Knocked on the door, Zac waited quietly.

Corden opened the door, and there was a crack in the door. The strong old man frowned, turned his head and said sullenly to the room, "Speaking of 'devil', 'devil' will arrive."

"No need to remind, as soon as he approaches, I can feel the stench of the whole body!" The strange and familiar young man looked at the vampire at the door in disgust inside the house, and glanced at Bella with the same look. With a grunt, he turned away.

Zac raised his eyebrows. It was not a pleasant experience to be hated by the person who met for the first time. He stepped into the room and nodded to Corden, looking at Siberia, who took a deep breath on the sand sitting in the living room and adjusted his mood. .

"You chose a bad time to come here." Spella looked at the vampire. "In fact, you shouldn't be here at all.? ● Eight ▲ One Chinese? Wen Wang. Ww.81zw.com ▼" silk Bella glanced at the almost ** Alpha carried on the shoulder of the vampire, frowned, "I already told you, we shouldn't have any communication after the private affairs are over, you should wait for us to find Grande , As a party to trade with demons. "Sibe pulled the corner of her mouth, shook her head, pulled the cloak on her shoulder, and turned her eyes away." Unless you can't even understand this. "

Zach walked towards the sand. The identity of the young man just now was obviously the real 'firefly', but Zac didn't come for him. For the moment, put the sleeping Alpha on the sand and play with it. "Of course I understand, but ... … "Zac pointed to Benjamin." Look, there is something unexpected now. "

Spella looked at Benjamin again. If Zac didn't hold his head, he would skew to the side. Spira frowned, "What's going on."

Zac took out the pill, put it on the table, and pushed it towards Spella. "He ate this." Then he leaned over his body, showing the ragged clothes ripped behind his back. "Then he lost control. , Did this. "Zac thought of the hole in the old Hardy's house, pulling the corner of his mouth, supporting Alpha's head, opening Alpha's eyelids, showing the diffuse pupils inside," Then it became like this, I do n’t think I need to say more. "

The expression on Spira's face turned once. First of all, I was completely puzzled, because the pills on the table seemed to be contraband for some kind of underground transaction. This thing is no different from jelly beans for foreigners. Then it turned into anger.

"Then you brought him here?" Spella stared at Zac. "This is an ordinary densely populated residential area-Paisin, not a rural place in the southern part of the country where you can't see people everywhere!"

Zac raised his eyebrows, and Spira, like most people in the North, discriminated against people in the South! The vampire never thought of this!

"Sibella, are you serious?" Zack blinked.八 ★ 一 中? 文 ●? Web www.81zw.com ◆

Spira was silent for a while with a somber face, and waved irritably, "I'm in a bad mood when I didn't say."

This was not an apology, but Zac did n’t want to go any further, and helped Benjamin look at Spella. “I admit that bringing him over may not be considered, but I ca n’t let him stay in Grande, who is unknown.” Zac lifted Looking up, looking at the ceiling of the living room, he could hear the heartbeat of different people on the second floor, shaking his head somewhat self-deprecatingly, "Compared to Grande, I think you are here to ensure everyone's safety."

Zac narrowed his eyes at Sibella. "And, I can't help but consider some possibilities. This is a side effect of something. You are responsible for it."

Spira's spice. The vampire is also stubborn enough to return to this thing.

Siberia, who should have sternly refuted the vampire, frowned, silent, and Zac frowned, his voice low, and added, "I hope not."

Spira shook her head and glanced at Benjamin. "No." Should the late rebuttal be reassuring? No, Zac didn't feel a little relieved.

Spella picked up the pills on the table and looked at her husband, Coden, "Let the people above come down."

Coden nodded and went upstairs. Spella observed the pills in her hand. "Where did you get these?"

Zac's face was a bit strange, "somewhere."

Spira glanced at Zach and said lukewarmly, "Are you still working on your sideline business? Smith, those in the West Side, paid a lot."

Spira misunderstood, but Zac was also a little surprised by the speed of Spira's judgment!

Obviously, the wizard immediately recognized that this was not a native of Patton, and she also named the name of Smith, indicating that she had long known the secret industries of those in the West End! At this time the pill was brought to the front, she took it for granted that Grande had received Smith's commission to maintain a monopoly in Barton!

This is far from the truth. Zac frowned, and the vampire didn't want to accept Sibella's obvious contempt.

"This is not for Smith. Grande has already shown to those in the West that they will not take over any commissions of interest. We are not interested in conflicts of human interest. You need to respect this. In fact, this is for Old Hank. Friend. "Zac rubbed his eyes and reluctantly pursed his lips." It's free. "

"Hehe." Spella sneered twice, regardless of the vampire's self-defense, looking back at the few people who came down the stairs. The young man was among them and handed out the pills. "This."

Someone frowned, looked at the sleeping Alpha and the vampire, and then looked at the things in Siberia's hand. There was no direct response. "What are we going to do now? Do we want to help these two aliens?"

"Whether we like it or not." Sibella glanced at Zac. "They are acting as third-party supervisors for our transaction with Crowley. As long as we stay in Barton, they will deal with them in the future." Pulling looked at the young man before with a meaningful look, "Help? Getting along is the more correct word."

The young man gave a slap without concealment, glanced at Zach with no good intentions, "This thing is very popular in the middle." He also does not modify the contempt on his face, "As a small city in the east, you Pattons are Very popular. "

Zac is not as upbringing as the other, and smiles at this man who will have many intersections in the future, "Does this thing have a name?"

"Valmina." The young man seemed to hate Zac's smile and turned away, "Yes ..."

"I know." Zack smiled, not caring about the childish rudeness. "The first illusionary person in the legend becomes a demon."

Zac suddenly thought of something, "Speaking of illusions, I think ..." Zac hesitated, glancing at the familiar face of the young man, shaking his head, "It's nothing." He stood up and looked at the loss of support Alpha, who slowly fell on the sand, "Take good care of him, and, thank you very much for your message." (To be continued.)