The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

ps: Foreword summary:

Spira, Crowley, and the Shapeshifter went to the Republic, and the return date was unknown. ▼ Eight ★ One ▼ Chinese ▼ Wenwen. ww.81zw.com? Benjamin and James went to the Newton exhibition and returned a week later.

In the first volume, Boque Quinn used an unknown chronic poison-drug to the old Quinn couple. Mrs. Quinn was fortunate to be rescued by Grande. In Volume 18, Jackson, who returned to Barton, said that Pooch had contact with a ‘dangerous Indian wizard’. Outside the ‘Thirteen Years’ ago, Siberia explained to a Yinan man in a gray professional circle, Boyson, to bury Ian.

The eighth volume, the girlfriend of the undead Dylan, Smith's employee-Michelle, poison-addiction-, repeatedly abstained. The fifteenth volume, "Walmina" was cleared under the joint arrangement of Zach, Noble and James in Patton's sales channel, and it also created a tainted witness that could allow Smith to strike the competitor completely.

Michelle pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose and looked around. She was uncomfortable that her own costume did not bring her a little privacy. The ordinary pedestrians on Ogier Street looked at this contemptuously with this small Herman carapace, wearing a hat and sunglasses, and wearing obvious clothes. Sneaky woman with more than five dols.

Michelle was a little irritable, pulled off his sunglasses, and took it back uncomfortably, attracting more attention. With her head down and her face covered, she quickly walked away from her car and stood in front of a door on the street, knocking impatiently.

On Ogil Street, the graffiti on the building should be a feature here. The young people with spray paint are painting on any vertical plane, but they do n’t care if the place they scribble is the window or facade of others. The door Michelle knocked at this time ... Wait, let's look away, this is a keyhole on the huge iron door in the void.

Michelle irritatedly wiped off the black paint on the knuckles, while approaching the door she knocked on, whispered, "Customer 13. August 1 ▼ Middle ▼ ?? Wen.81zw.com ▲"

"You came early." The voice behind the door responded, "It's not your turn yet."

"It doesn't matter." Michelle stood anxiously close to the door, looking left and right at the street in the afternoon. She was disappointed that her attention didn't diminish. The bored man on the street looked at this uncomfortable woman with interest.

Michelle seemed impatient, trying to push the door with his fingers, and his voice increased unconsciously with an unnatural tremor, "Do you want me to go in!"

"Uh. Forget it." The door opened, and the interior space was displayed behind the opened door, but it did not destroy the overall graffiti on the wall, because the door was as dark as the interior.

Michelle stepped into the darkness. The uncomfortable attention on the street finally disappeared. But Michelle's mood did not improve at all. After adjusting to the dim interior, the environment here and the Indian men in front of her gave her uncomfortable feeling, which was no less than the passers-by on the street!

Michelle helped her nose. "It's as smelly as the sewer!"

If you want to describe it, it is like a laboratory, just like Maggie Crescent's perfume configuration room in the basement of her home, filled with medicine bottles, reagents, and materials with strange shapes and indistinguishable materials. It is not fragrant at all here. Michelle said, as smelly as the sewer.

With the Polo tie between the collars, the Yinan man bent the corner of his mouth, and the dim light pulled a dark shadow on the deep silhouette of the Yinan people. The man's face made people feel cold.

"If you don't like it, you can go." The man waved his hand, walked back to his workbench, and began to fiddle with unknown food, stuffed it into a wooden bowl, mashed, and made a dull crushing sound. Eight ◆ One Chinese website www.81zw.com ▼ "I can save a part of the reserved inventory." He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Michelle, "Maybe it can sell a better price." He blinked, "You know. Now 'Valmina' is in Barton, oh no, in the Federation, it's out of print."

Yes, ‘Valmina’ that should have disappeared!

"Boyson!" Michelle pulled off her sunglasses and stared at the man in front of the workbench. "You better consciously! Don't play with me! I can easily sue you to my boss!"

Michelle's boss, Smith.

"Hehehe ..." A weird tone came out of the throat of the Indian man named Boyson, "Just kidding, you are my 'boss'." Boyson let go of what he had in his hands, slowly Took a plastic pouch filled with white pills out of the drawer under the workbench, "Did you bring cash?"

Michelle's movements were quick, sunglasses were inserted directly into the neckline, the purse in his hand was opened, and the thick brown-yellow envelope was taken out of the bag and handed directly to Boyson.

Boyson took the envelope, but the hand holding the plastic pouch did not hand out the 'goods'. Instead, he withdrew the moment Michelle was about to touch it. "Wait a moment." He chuckled and smiled, " Although it ’s a regular customer, I still need to count it. ”

Michelle stared at a pouch of pills she didn't get, took a deep breath, and waited somberly.

Boyson didn't seem to understand the mood of the customer at all. He slowly opened the envelope and took a bad breath into the envelope. "This is the most fragrant thing." He took it out and began to look at it one by one. Amount of Dole Banknotes.

Michelle's brows were gradually tightened, and the small bag at Boyson's side was ignored.

"Did you know." Boyson checked the banknote slowly, not knowing whether it was a joke or some other thoughtful chuckle, and glanced at Michelle, "I must remind you as an old customer."

Michelle didn't want to listen, but it didn't matter, Boyson continued, "You have to control your consumption." He turned his head, grinning, "just like I said." He tapped his fingers checking the banknotes The pouch of the bag, "These are my inventory. If it's gone, it's gone."

This remark should have caused Michelle's attention. Her eyes deviated slightly from the pill, and her brows were deeper. "Also as I said before, don't play with me! Did you forget what I did!" You can do as much as you want! "

By the way, don't forget what Michelle does. A talented student in biochemistry entered the building materials industry, but we all know that in the Smith Group, Michelle has fully devoted her professional position, still quite core ...

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Equipment, right. Why not take one or two to analyze it. "Boysen pointed again at the pouch filled with white pills at hand and smiled at Michelle.

Michelle's face was momentarily unnatural.

"Ah!" Boyson smiled brightly. "Have you done this kind of thing? Ha ha ha."

Michelle has done it. The reason is simple. Will the seller of hamburgers be willing to spend money to buy someone else's burger? This behavior is stupid. Michelle is not stupid. Even so, she is still a regular customer.

"It doesn't matter." Boyson waved his hands easily. "After all, we are fellows, and I will not blame you at all." Boyson blinked. "In fact, I can tell you honestly, in 'Walmina' There is a very, very special material, which is different from what you said. It can be made as much as you want. "

Boyson narrowed his eyes, dimly, unable to see if he was thinking, and his voice fell deep, "Unfortunately, I have no stock of this particular material."

Then it seemed to be a murmur of self-talk, "If I knew it earlier, I would get a little more than 13 years ago. Now this is not very easy to figure out."

Hope you all know what this whispering is talking about!

But, Michelle, she would n’t care what the uncomfortable Indians murmured, she would only care about Boyson finally checking all the banknotes, and took a small bag that was already seen through, Crammed into the bag and warned, "I don't care! You should be clear, it's best that you have 'inventory' next time I come!"

"Hehehe ..." With a meaningless chuckle, Boyson packed the envelopes and returned to the materials on the test stand. "Let's watch then."

Michelle ignored it, opened the door, and stepped out the dark 'keyhole' in one step. She lowered her head and put on her sunglasses again, thinking that she would be greeted by uncomfortable attention on the street.

But she was wrong, the sudden roar and the bright red light in the afternoon, successfully pulled everyone's attention to the south. Including Michelle himself.

"What's wrong?" Someone on the street began to look at the south and asked into the air.

"Her, the direction of the Herman factory?" Someone answered the air.

Michelle only froze for a moment and shook her head. This was an opportunity to hurry away. After getting in the car, Ogier drove away. (To be continued.)