The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

The two male nurses rushed into the room as if they had opened the door. The first thing in sight was Boqi Quinn who suddenly forgot why he yelled. He sat in his own like a mermaid statue. On the bed, his mouth was wide open, but the volume gradually decreased, and in the confused eyes he eventually whimpered like a kitten and disappeared. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net. ww. 八 1zw.com?

Pooch closed his mouth and turned to Zach in the corner with the sight of the two male nurses.

The vampire shrugged. "I helped him sit up. If this is wrong, I will keep my distance from him from now on."

The impatient relaxed bodies of the two male nurses will leave again.

"Wait, can you give me a chair?" Zach pointed to the single bed where Boqi was, and made a very reasonable request.

The two male nurses glanced at each other, frowning, and pulled a chair outside the door, "Don't stay close to him."

"Sure." Zac answered affirmatively and immediately asked, "How do I tell you to let me go?"

"You can't." A male nurse replied coldly, "Here is not designed for people to visit. An hour, when the time is up, we will let you out."

Zac nodded in understanding. If a person does not want to cherish his life and needs foreign objects to prevent him from committing suicide, then he is really not suitable to meet any visitor. August 1 ■ Chinese? Text ★ Net. ww.81zw.com ●

It's just that Boqi obviously doesn't belong to this kind of person, he is just not allowed to contact anyone.

The door was closed again, and Pooch watched Zac sit in the nurse's chair with a fierce look, "Yes! You should stay away from me! Don't want to touch me!"

Zac couldn't help but toss his lips, this is a side effect of the enchanting pupil. But he was simply too lazy to explain that it was so easy to weld false and real memories together, hide the real memories, and elicit Boqi's nature, and save him from talking.

"You should cherish your one hour." Zac waved his hand, not even looking to see Bogey's embarrassed appearance, and began to study the white soft wall. His fingers poke the wall like play, watching the rebound in the hollow. , "If it weren't for Mrs. Quinn, I would have no time to waste with you."

This is a half truth. The work of the funeral home has been quiet, Zac has a lot of time, just do n’t know the news that Louise deliberately disclosed in the Church of the Son (Grand will cooperate with Barton prison and use cremation) The church is the day to go to the maintenance of the Son ’s Church) when can it reach Crowley ’s ears.

For negotiation, Alpha is not as good as a vampire.

"That old Xzi!"

Zac glanced at Poki, "She is your grandmother, you should respect. August 1? Chinese? Chinese ●? Web www.81ｚw.com?"

Just like any noun that represents a person's feelings, only when the meaning of the noun itself is missing will it be emphasized, like ‘if this is your decision, then I respect it. "We all know there will be a" but "after this sentence. For Poki, he omitted this conjunction.

"She's a scammer! Manipulating the powerful x son! Don't think I don't know! You are working for her! Respect ?! You just want her money!"

"Of course, I don't think there is anything wrong with it." Zac looked at Pochi with a smile. "Now you can think of that your poor check, even one that is not yours, when negotiating with me , How ridiculous it is. "Zack shook his head." You know what I want, but there is no sincerity. "

Pooch's face was flushed. Now looking back, the two have really not had any serious exchanges except for a broken negotiation in the office.

What Boci thought of, his red face returned to normal, became calm, and inexplicably sneered, "You know a fart!"

Zac shook his head again, and what Mrs. Quinn had never been able to say, it would be up to him.

"Are you saying that you have been poisoning your grandfather and grandmother?" Zac looked at Pozi's suddenly turquoise face. "I know very well." Zac raised an eyebrow with a smile. "Are you strange? Do you know the real burial place of your parents? "

Zac ca n’t be bothered to wait for Poche to reply, “Grande ’s former West Park Cemetery North Park.”

Zac waved his hand, revealing a sympathetic expression, "You were too young back then, not knowing that the gray areas in the adult world are natural."

"Stop!" Pooch stopped Zac coldly. "I don't want to hear this! Now tell me what's the use!"

"We have an hour to kill, don't we?" Zach said with a smile. "Did Mrs. Quinn **** to you. Are you not curious? Because I know everything, you can vent as you please. Then stay here, wait When you can't stand it anymore, when you have something you shouldn't think about, I will come again. "

"You!" Pooch stared at Zac. "You said you know everything!"

Zac shrugged. "I'm helping you get things straight, but if you want spoilers, it's okay to tell you. My advice is that there are things that you shouldn't write in your diary."

Boqi's face collapsed.

Zac glanced at Pooch, turned his eyes away, and shook his head, "Do you know how ridiculous you are? Your Indian blood is from Mrs. Quinn, although you don't know where you got the voodoo-medicine-agent , But your thoughts are too naive. "

Zac did "clear" the incident with "Bog", and turned his attention away. The Indian descent is really a convenient thing!

The reason for this progress is simple. If Pooch's association is richer, Mrs. Quinn's sudden recovery must be associated with Grande. Zac doesn't want such a situation. Quinn and Patton, Zac can be regarded as trust, but in the current situation, even if they do not trust.

And Pooch, Zac is unlikely to have any good feelings for this guy. If he can guide Pooch to another direction, no matter how it is followed, the vampire has laid a retreat for himself, because Alice ’s purebred Indian Descent.

When saving Amanda, Mrs. Quinn said, "The person who really wants to thank is Alice." Zack did not deny or admit it, even if he planted the seeds for vampire induction today.

This is a secondary induction centered on In'an blood.

"Who the **** are you?" Pooch looked at Zac somberly, with a trace of hoarseness in his voice.

Zac waved his hands impatiently. "Did you not listen to me? Grand House and Quinn had already been in business." Zac showed a little helplessness. "Of course, although his father moved to the Southern District , We were silent for a while, but thank you, we made contact again. The only thing I did was to find your diary, and then everything ... "

Zac smiled, and the rest, let this guy who really has a lot of time, make up his mind.

If there is really no benefit to Grande ’s house, Zac ca n’t be bothered to run this trip.