The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

"Why so slow!" James stared at Zac who suddenly appeared in front of him, pushing Zac's shoulder to the south. "Quick! They left here twenty minutes ago! Quick!"

Zakra opened James's hand and looked sideways at the gauze on his face. "Are you all right?"

"Go chasing!" James pushed the vampire irritably. "I'm fine, you go chasing them quickly!"

Zac bent the corners of his mouth and pulled up his sleeves. His fingers crossed his wrists, before James talked and pressed on his mouth. ?? Bayi Middle School ▼? Wen Wang www.81zw.cm?

James struggled a bit, realizing that his strength couldn't resist at all, frowning and accepting the vampire's gift. The persistent pain on the bridge of his nose disappeared, and James pushed Zac's wrist away and tore off the bandage on his face. It has been restored as before.

"I'm fine!" James pinched his nose. "See it! Now you can go chase! Hurry!" He urged!

Zac waved his hand and turned into a residual image in James' eyes before proceeding proudly, and continued south.

After a moment, there was no vampire on Highway 27, which was caught in the woods. James still had the gauze bandaged by Cyrus in his hand. He touched his intact nose and looked at the dark highway without knowing what he was thinking.

Buildings have begun to appear at the end of the woods, which is clearly different from the city of Barton. There is no so-called "country place" in Newton, and the atmosphere of the city will envelope the outsiders after a ten-minute drive. But Zac didn't have to go that deep. He stopped at the edge of the woods, turned west, and saw the waiting van.

Zac hasn't set foot outside Barton for a long time. Thanks to the influence of the Central Secret Union, Zac will not die out when he enters Newton, but Zac has no good feelings for the city. Because the influence of the hidden alliance was very weak when it reached the east of the federation. From the perspective of Zorak, the former member of the hidden alliance ‘Toledo’, Massachusetts was once more chaotic than the West of the Feast of the Feast.

Zac sorted out the wrinkled clothes and knocked on the door. "It's time to wake up. Walter."

In the click, two people on the van got off the car, one was impatient and the other was very excited. Eight ● One? ★ Chinese? Net. www.8１zw.com ★

"Be a qualified friend. Tell me, Walter." Zac glanced at Wandel and said to Walter.

Walter pulled his upper lip and rolled his eyes, how could these two people not know each other. It ’s just that I did n’t really see it. “Wandell, Zack. Zack, Wanderer.” Then waved, “You said! I ’ll go over there!”

The life creed of this 'liar' is probably that the curiosity must kill the cat, don't ask, don't listen, don't read. pretty good.

Zac looked at Walter who had gone away, smiled and shook his head, looking at Wandel, who was looking forward to it. Reached out and opened the rear door.

The two sat in the back seat, and the one who didn't wait was the first to speak. "It's my pleasure to be able to sit with my husband!" Wandel leaned on his side, approaching and almost lying on Zac.

Zac smiled and pushed away the filmman, "Although there is" isolation ", I can still smell the breath of death at any time. Why not understand each other and keep a distance."

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Wan Del Xun leaned back.

It is quite normal for the person possessed by the shadow to be disgusted by the vampire. Because death becomes unpredictable, vampires cannot judge when they are eating. In the next second, will food become poison-drug-. It ’s like the one who is allergic to Watson does n’t know if there is peanut butter in the sandwich in front.

"I think Walter has explained to you what Grande wants to help you." Zac smiled and looked at this nervous filmer. "No need to be nervous. We have lived together for all these years, isn't it peaceful?" "

Wandel, a Chapman-shaped figure, has a twisted look. For this race that has neither reproductive ability nor physical appearance, gender does not make much sense. But obviously, he. ‘It’, keep some old habits.

"He said, I still can't believe it! After Spira left, I thought we were all abandoned!" Wandel had an innocent face, "Crowley, she is a tyrant! I hate her!"

Zac raised his eyebrows, "So are you looking for Spella. Wind?"

Wandel hesitated and thought for a while, "Of course I want to find her too. Eight ▲ ■ ▼? A Chinese website www.81zw.com?" He looked at the dark car window, "I don't think other cities can compare The city of Barton is good. I can only watch my luck. If I can safely enter the central federal government, there may be a chance. "

Zac understands what the filmmaker is saying. In the eastern part of Massachusetts, the influence of the hidden alliance is insufficient. The various aliens are in a relatively free state. The door to **** opens and the demon enters the Federation. These free aliens will soon become unfree. Perhaps the demons did nothing, but in the eyes of these aliens, they were invading tyrants, Crowley was actually very innocent.

"I don't think the central part is as beautiful as you think." Zac didn't want to crack down on this guy, but after Papa came by midnight, Zac had heard about the tendency of the central secret league to leave. Add a variety of small clues, such as Toledo, the lead singer of the band that Zac does not know and has a magic feast style, and a drug test by Western Pharmaceuticals. Zac already has a faint feeling, the hidden alliance may have left.

There was a clear loss on Wandel ’s face, “I know, so it ’s just a chance.” He suddenly got excited again, “But you are willing to help me! I can do it!”

Zac smiled and took out a wine bottle. "Alpha's blood." Instead of handing Wandel with his eyes shining, he swayed, "Do you want it?"

"miss you!"

"This deal." Zac looked at Wandel, who was shaking the bottle in his hand. "You are the one who gets the most benefit. Now tell me, what can you do for me?"

"I will abide by the agreement that Siberia once had with you!" Wandel answered very quickly. It seems that he had thought about this already, "I will not disclose any information about the Grand House!"

Zac nodded with a smile, "This is the most basic, then?"

"Then ..." Wandel was lost. He really didn't know what he could do for the vampire. That's why he decided that the deal was actually a unilateral help.

But Zac doesn't think so. Vampires and werewolves will not be bored to the point of hunting souls and aliens just because of this ability, so they don't care about these guys. And this soul alien will not be okay and make friends with the guys who have the ability to kill themselves, so the two are actually keeping peace with each other.

It was only once that the blast couple restrained these aliens, in line with Anthony and Grand's original intention. This peace seems more clear. Now, peace is still there, because Crowley replaces Spira. But obviously, Crowley's old strictness was not the heart of Wandel that Spella had been accustomed to.

Zac didn't think Crowley would be happy to help Wandel escape. So he needs enough reasons. Let's balance his hypocrisy.

"Then ..." Wandel frowned, thinking hesitantly, "Can I, can I help you gather the news? Outside the city of Barton?"

"I'm listening." Zac nodded with satisfaction, beckoning to continue.

Wandel is right now. Excited, "I know! The things Papa said when he came at midnight, the hidden alliances in the middle, the changes in the Federation, the reasons why cremation is popular ... You want to know these, I can help you out outside! I can do it!"

Zac was very satisfied. The other party knew what he wanted to pay attention to. "There are still some small things." Looking at Wandel smiling, the vampire believed that such a smart guy should understand what he wanted to say, "Crowley."

Wandel frowned and hesitated. "Me, I don't want to deal with demons."

"It's not reluctant." Zack smiled. "But, you know Ryan is still in Grande, so the Blast couple will still come back. I think you will come back. You don't want to let you come back too much Sad. "

Wandel nodded helplessly.

Why are there these ‘little things’? Zach had noticed that Crowley's situation seemed to be in a bad situation.

Initially it was Seth ’s first reaction that Crowley was a fallen angel, ‘the only fallen angel in the Federation’, Seth said this way. Then it was Crowley's reluctance to say more about things that did not want his soul to be dragged into hell, which is the root cause of this incident of being shadowed. Crowley wants a soul. But he was reluctant to go through hell. There are also many small signs, such as accepting Constantine Buddhism, the undead that came out of **** in advance, Crowley attaches importance to Constantine because of the "innate devil".

Crowley seemed to be preparing something.

As for the blast will eventually return to the city of Barton, Zach is only speculating. Because of the reason they left, Zac can't be completely sure, to avoid reporters? Uh, no kidding.

"Then we have an agreement?" Zac shook the bottle's hand and stopped.

"Yes!" Wandel nodded.

"It's going to hurt a little." Zac smiled and cut his fingertips with sharp fingers, stained with vampire blood, and pierced his chest when Wandel closed his eyes.

"Chapman" stretched his forehead, his eyes suddenly opened. Black rolled in Hitomi! The hoarse roar just came out, and in the large open mouth, countless fine black linear things rushed out!

This is escape! If Wandel didn't escape before Chapman's cure was complete, he would hang up.

In the dark car, only a faint light penetrated into the front window. This light was entangled and pushed out of the car by the thin black lines bursting out! The tumbling lines are tangled to fit on the roof, backrest, and windows, and are rolled around and rolled in every place it can touch!

Chapman tilted his head, black thread continually gushing out of his mouth, his throat rolling constantly, making a nauseous retching sound. But his complexion was improving strangely. It was originally pale and all kinds of bruised cheeks became rosy, the puffiness disappeared, the skin became tight, and the muscles all over the body were stretched by force. Zac had to move the hand inserted in the other's chest to match the man's twist.

If you take the healing process as a reversal of the injury process, you can think of this process as uncomfortable.

When it was all over, Zac withdrew his fingers and held Chapman's jaw, whose face was stunned, but collapsed, and flicked left and right, looking around and smiling slightly, "Welcome back, Officer Pierce."

Then knocked on the wine bottle in his hand, in Chapman's frightened eyes, who didn't know what to do, the thread entrenched in the carriage burst out again, and countless small thread heads were lifted from the things that they "attached" Start, rush into the little bottle! (To be continued.)