The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James's eyebrows fell deep. The expression of a police detective was very deterrent to the gangs in the city, but in fact, James had nothing to do with the 'general' in front of him. ??? August 1 Chinese? Wen Wang. ww. 八 1zw.com ★

Coulson was right, now is a special period. After seeing Crowley with Anthony, Zach, and Benjamin on Monday, although the two humans left early, no matter what the vampire and werewolf said next, and played a role, the crime rate in Barton City began to fall.

The scope also began to shrink, and the restlessness that had originally spread throughout Barton City gathered and returned to normal frequency, but in the north of Barton, the restlessness in the southeast area has increased sharply, that is, the gang struggle has become more and more fierce.

The city of Barton is different from the city where James originally lived. The size of the gangs in the city has always been controlled at the scale of social mingling. Perhaps it is related to the history of Barton. The real urban resources are in the hands of the people in the west of Barton, leading to society. The gang cannot show.

Most of the time, the Patton Police Department ignored this area, and it was not a laissez-faire. It was simply not necessary to take care of it. Even if they let them toss about it, they could not feel any major incidents. Occasionally, bad incidents occurred. Individual actions are only arrested.

Crowley seems to have this characteristic, and began to concentrate her actions here, which is a good thing for the entire city of Button. The people here also seem to be particularly prone to instigation. There are more and more ‘fights’ between the blocks. Needless to say, bloodshed, the Patton Police Department has been forced to increase the police force to start supervising the area.

The appearance of James and Coulson represents a vicious murder. The ‘war’ between the gangs in the block created a new height in Patton ’s history.

'General' smiled, with a helpless expression, "You guys have come in, and then go out. Anyway, I have already talked to the police. If anyone wants to trouble, I have no way." He adjusted Sitting, leaning on Detective Coulson, there was a slight smile on his face, "Actually, I have been trying to make an excuse to join this 'fight'." He patted Coulson's shoulder, "Now, you gave I am one. "

Coulson ’s face was a little stiff, knocking off the ash from the cigar. After thinking for a while, this time it seemed that he really lost the detective ’s posture and said, “Why is this time, you know everyone ’s eyes are watching now Here. Eight ?? ● one ▼ Chinese website www.81zw.com? When this time passes, no matter what you want to do, no one will control you. "

The truth of Coulson ’s office is that the public ’s attention to the church ’s accident has subsided. The timing was very coincidental. The police succeeded in overshadowing the sudden increase in the crime rate in the city of Barton, but new concerns emerged—the Barton Southeast riot.

These days, the Barton News is reporting this. Ordinary citizens ca n’t feel anything, but this is exactly the way. The public opinion of the onlookers has put huge pressure on the Barton Police.

'General' looked at Coulson and smiled, **** the wine glass in front of him, "This is what the old friend should say, I'll listen to your persuasion." 'General' picked up a wine glass and turned his body sideways. The front hall of Xiang Xiang ’s bar has been paying attention to the people here, the volume increased, and said to them, "We do n’t drip this muddy water."

The people in the bar received instructions and continued to drink without expression, what to do.

Coulson shook his head. "Now tell us where this guy is, you must know."

"Wait a moment." The "General" cleared the wine from the glass and shook his fingers in front of Coulson. "The topic just now hasn't been finished. As you said, you are here and you will find troublesome people. There is a reason to look for trouble. You do n’t want your old friend not to take the initiative to provoke trouble after hearing your words, but others will come to trouble me. "

The hand that James had just raised was held by Coulson, and what he wanted to say was also stopped by the partner with higher qualifications than him.

Coulson thought for a while, "I can do you a favor, but this time you owe me."

‘General’ smiled, “The trouble you have caused me to owe you, Curson, you are so funny.”

Coulson no longer plays any games, looking at each other and letting the other judge himself.

In any case, it is foolish to get involved in the gang struggle at the moment when the Barton Police Department is focusing on it. Regardless of whether Coulson or James come or not, the ‘general’ will have to find a way to avoid the limelight this time, if he still wants the people in this bar to be intact. ● Eight ?? One Chinese ■ Wenwen. ww.8１zw.com ★

So Coulson ’s proposal is not absurd. Coulson brings not trouble but opportunity. An opportunity for the ‘general’ to pass this period safely.

‘General’ ’s finger struck the empty glass, “Okay. I owe you one.”

Coulson nodded and gestured to James again. James handed out the photo again. ‘General’ took the photo, reached out and recruited someone, handed it over, and the photo quickly passed around in the bar. When I came back again, a few people came together.

As the ‘general’ said, the person in the photo is the ‘mouse’, but no one wants to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the mouse.

Under the signal of ‘General’, several people began to narrate what they knew.

It's not a novel story. The people in the photo are typical villains. You hang around to spread rumors among several gangs and then start a fight. Crowley's method is very old, but effective. Only in this process, he ‘maybe’ crossed the line, leaving a corpse, so he was targeted by the detectives of the killer group.

Most of the news told by the ‘general’, James and Coulson have already known that they have reorganized the timeline and sequence of events.

"Not long ago, I saw him entering [skull]."

This is the last piece of information. James and Coulson nodded and did not thank these guys who were already equivalent to "informers". Coulson nodded to ‘General’, “You pay attention.”

This is not a warning, but a reminder. Coulson did not evade the 'general' when he sorted out the information. From what we know now, neither the police nor the gang members can see the purpose of the mouse.

As always, James knows that this is the **** manager, the demon, who creates ‘sin’ in humans to increase the chance of the soul going to **** after death. This truth, even if someone believes, James can't say it.

Coulson directly used the phone behind the bar, and in front of the "general", "abuse" the detective function and dispatched a group of patrol officers to the street where the "general" is located. ‘General’ nodded slightly, behaving in a humane way. Coulson stopped staying, and left the bar with James, finally breathing fresh air again.

[Skull] It ’s not too far away. Coulson seems to be very familiar with the streets here. He has steered the steering wheel and drove a few streets. He has parked his car in front of [Skull].

The two entered the bar again, but the scene was completely different. The two black-faced detectives took out the photo bluntly, "Where is he."

"Sorry." The man with a skull on his neck raised his eyebrows. "Just left." He pointed very intimately towards the back of the bar.

"What did he say." Coulson obviously didn't have the patience and stern tone to ask "General". This is the attitude of the Patton Police Department to most people here.

The man shrugged. "He seems to be a little in trouble himself. He comes and goes in a hurry and hasn't been able to say anything."

"What do you mean." James raised his chin. Originally, the two detectives were ready to threaten the whole process. I didn't expect the other to cooperate so much, but I still don't know if the cooperation is true or false.

"Someone is chasing him." The man waved his hand. "If you hurry up, you might catch up."

James and Coulson glanced at each other, and now the two are divided. Coulson was hesitating and familiar with the street. He was far from James, but he was not worried about leaving James alone to ask the details. When the two of them knew whether they would come back, the people here were already empty!

James didn't hesitate, because first, there was nothing more to ask. The guys they chase do not have any motives that can be judged by human thinking, and the technique is traditional provocation. Then, and most importantly, the bullets in Coulson's guns are not unique.

He rushed towards the back of the bar without waiting for Kosendo to say anything. The tattooed man looked sideways, looked at James' back, smiled and shook his head, then looked at Coulson, an expression that asked you how to ask.

James rushed out of the back door of the bar, grabbed the passing guy, and asked if he saw anything. Maybe James' luck is better, the other party really said a direction, and described the characteristics of the two.

James didn't waste time, running in the direction of someone in the sun. Only, a strange feeling appeared in James's heart.

"Tall, with a strong figure, a shiny back comb, and a black crew neck shirt, like a priest."

This is what the passerby described as chasing the prisoner as James's purpose.

James threw out the strange feeling in his heart, and while running, his hand was already on the gun. The other party is a major suspect, and James has enough reasons to use a gun, without worrying about the countless documents reported afterwards.

The passerby pointed to a dark alley, and James' body quickly fell into the shadow of the building.

With James' heartbeat, he knew that with his weak human power, he could not kill the demon. The only thing he could do was to destroy the demon's container, the body that had died when he possessed it.

James' free hand pulled out his saber and ran deep into the dark alley.

Red, bright red lights up from the turning point deep in the dark alley, the turquoise wall of the building flashes in the bright red light, and the raised stone bricks are pulled out of the elongated shadow. James wanted to speed up his steps, but in the flashing red light, it seemed that the electromagnetic humming made him slow down.

James leaned forward against the wall and leaned forward slowly.

As if swept by flames, the black ash was blown up by the airflow in the vent below the rear of the building, and the burned traces disappeared at the edge of the raised ash.

"Patton police ..." James saw the figure in the ashes. In the chaos of light and shadow, he could not judge who the other party was, so he issued a warning ...

James's field of vision rotated as it disappeared. Above the dark alley surrounded by buildings, the sky was blocked by someone who had crossed James.

Really the same as the pastor. After this thought flashed, James lost consciousness.