The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

On the way back to the Grand House, Zac's whim turned east. As the owner of the "Grand Funeral Home", his attitude towards the mill was almost stocking. ￠ ￡ eight ￠ ￡ 一 ￠ ￡ 中 ￠ ￡ 文 ， www.81ｚw.COMM

Madison has been completely disappointed with this boss. Recently, he has been too lazy to write work reports. Why, because he wrote Zac, he would not read it! Madison does not know how many times the price of raw materials purchased by the mill has been reported. I hope the big boss can solve it. What is the result?

As a result, the big boss not only did not solve anything, but brought a loss-making business—prison cooperation.

"If you have nothing to do, go to bed!" Zach just stopped the car and heard Madison's roar coming from the mill.

Zac walked into the mill with curiosity.

"Sleep?" An unfamiliar voice, "It's too embarrassing for me! How many years! I finally have a body, but you let me sleep? This is too wasteful!"

Zac walked into the mill. Several people were lying on the ground, the work clothes printed with the Grand House were ripped, and there was light blood on the face with closed eyes, and a pair of blood on the clenched fist. . The weak undulating chests meant that they were both still alive, only fainted due to force majeure.

"What happened?" Zac frowned, looking at the two people who were arguing in the innermost.

"Ah!" The stranger turned his head, and the black in his eyes suddenly spread, spreading all over his eyes. "Vampire! A living vampire! What a rare species!"

The black demon shadow crossed in the light, and the demon came to Zac, his hand touched Zac's face, "What a beautiful face!" His hand lifted Zac's arm, "What a perfect body!" He lifted Zac's finger on top of his head, and ridiculously circled under the arm of the vampire. Bayi ★ ?? Chinese website www.81zw.com ★

"Let me see!" He put Zac's face nervously on his face, and his dark eyes stared at the light green eyes. "Let's look at those charming pupils who manipulate the heart, let me see!"

Zac tilted his head and crossed the demon that blocked his sight, looking at Madison, who was downcast, "So is this guy sent by Crowley."

Madison hadn't answered yet. The demon almost lying on the vampire shouted excitedly, "Yes! Yes! It's me! Lyon!"

"Okay, Lyon." Zac looked at the guy in front of him, "You are too close to me."

Lyon stepped back flexibly, and the corner of his mouth almost cracked to his ears. He bent down, the standard and ancient etiquette, "You can't understand, I am excited now!"

Zac took care of the clothes that were messed up by Lyon and looked around. There were obvious signs of fighting here. Even Madison's own clothes were messy and his face was purple and purple. ◆ ● Bayi? Chinese? Web www.81zw.com ▼

As a boss, Zach came to inspect the work of his subordinates for the first time. When he saw such a situation, he was obviously unhappy. "What happened?"

Madison's resentment seemed to be mobilized again, his eyes rounded, staring at a pair of Lyons who admired Zack's appearance, "Why don't you ask him! This guy is in trouble!

In Madison's angry complaint, Zach probably understood the process. This was a small bet leisure for playing time, because of the incitement of a demon next to it, the mill employees who were happily getting along started a gang fight.

The result of the melee is not the purpose of the demon, this process is what the devil needs. From ‘I saw you hid the dice! ‘To’ do n’t think I do n’t know you have a card in your sleeve! "Only to" you-he-mother "is playing tricks! ‘Go to‘ just like your old man, but with cheap hands! ‘And then’ your mouth smells like your mother! ‘And then’ your sister is a cow! "Coming again ...

The living person may not care, and how the process of deciding where the soul belongs is finally carried out, but this little bit will accumulate and become the key to the final decision.

Zac glanced at Lyon who seemed to be satisfied with his ‘being’ in front of him. “I should ask Crowley to be someone else. You look like a troublemaker.”

Lyon's eyes widened, and then he moved to Zac with a grinning smile, "What's the matter? I won't let them really go wrong. You see, when they wake up, they might not even remember what happened!" "His hand seemed to please the little girl, pulling towards Zac's sleeve."

Zac frowned, and slapped Lyon's hand over. Crimson was printed in the pupils, and did not spread, but gathered in the center of both eyes, which made the vampire's eyes look more terrifying under the combination of green and red.

Lyon stepped back, the laughter on his face disappeared, squinting his dark eyes, and looked at the vampire.

After a while, the darkness gathered, and the demon's eyes returned to normal, and his expression was not as crazy as before. "It will not be born in the future, Mr. Zachary Grande."

Zac nodded, the red in his eyes also disappeared, looked at Madison, and raised his chin to the office to signal.

When the two entered the office, the demon Lyon, sent by Crowley to the mill, seemed to have a new 'toy', the magic man Daniel.

He recovered his previous insanity, "Gosh! An illusion!" He rushed towards Daniel who was at a loss, bouncing around Daniel ridiculously, waving his hands in the air of nothingness, "See ?! **, these beautiful lights produced by the human heart! They surround you! Oh! An illusion! The most beautiful species in the world! "

Zac glanced at the nervous Lyon and closed the office door.

Madison ’s office is very simple, with documents, telephones, cups, pen holders on the iron table, and it ’s gone. Even the seats were made of rough iron, and Zach made a squeaky metal bearing sound when he sat down.

Zac looked around with a smile, and finally looked at Madison with a purple face. "You're too careful."

Iron products have a wonderful effect on the earth. Madison's decoration is not only his simple style, but also practical significance. As for why things seem rough, then blame the irrelevant boss. Up to now, the mill has only maintained a balance of payments.

Madison shook his head helplessly, looked at his boss, and sagged his eyes, "Sir, is there anything today?"

Zac blinked, and the employee's enthusiasm seemed very low. "It's nothing, just come and see your work."

Madison grabbed the documents at the table and pushed them to Zac. "That's all."

Zac looked at the scattered papers pushed in front of them, all of which were ordinary funeral documents, frowning. Although Zack does not require Madison to hand in the work report, is this attitude too loose?

"Do you have anything?" Zac raised his eyes and looked at an impatient Madison.

"No." Madison tilted his head and slumped in his chair, not knowing where he was floating. "I am fine, the mill is fine. Everything is fine, thank you for your concern."

Zac raised an eyebrow. Is this guy having a temper?

Yes, it's me.