The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zac closed the door and walked to the cheerful front yard not long ago. Eight ▲ one ● ■ Chinese? ww.8１zw.com ● The street lamp elongated Zach ’s shadow. He did not step into the private land of others, but walked along the wooden fence to the side of the single-family house, and the pale fingers were drawn along the fence. The movement, the subtle friction sound, flicked the creatures that showed signs in the night.

The vampire's fangs slowly pulled out, and the slight shock of the piercing air announced that the master under the night was about to appear.

Two shape changers, one shadow man. Zac gently pressed his fingers against the protruding fangs, puncturing the skin, and a drop of Yinhong blood beads condensed on his fingers.

‘Resolve the possessed shadow man first. ‘Zac thought, after all, looking at the crumbling body, once the shadow man is separated from the entity, it is a bit difficult to think about it.

"Sir, do you need help?" Zac smiled and hugged the slowly moving homeless man, the blood-stained hand inadvertently pressed against the homeless man's waist, and the sharp fingers of his fingertips pierced the homeless man Dirty and worn coats, fragile skin and muscles were directly pierced, and the blood of the vampire was sent into the body of the tramp!

"you you……"

The homeless man turned his head, the vampire's bent mouth was printed in the dirty pupil, and Sen Han's fangs! Black rolled in his eyes.

Zac pressed another hand on the mouth opened by the tramp: "No, no, you, stay inside. Don't think about coming out, if you pay someone else on your body and escape, I will be very distressed."

The black in the eyes of the homeless man rolled more violently! But his body was firmly fixed by the vampire! The neck where the blue tendon bursts, constantly shaking and bulging, as if something is bound in it, want to break through!

"I think this body should thank you for being right. Bayi? ■? Chinese? Net www.81zw.com?" Zac's hands controlled the struggling homeless man, but his eyes drifted between the houses, Two men covered in a hood: "If you don't have your possession, maybe he is dead now. Do you know why ghosts always think they are more noble than your shadows? It is because of this, you Can only find the possession of the dying person. "

Two hooded men hiding behind the window and peeking into the room had noticed it, and they stared at it cautiously.

Zac smiled at them and continued to say to something in the body of the tramp: "This is really a lucky sir. The shadowman continued his life for a few days, then met me again and got a vampire that can cure all injuries. blood."

The two shape-shifters seemed to hear Zac's words, looked at each other in surprise, and turned to sink into the darkness.

"Hey." Zac sighed sadly: "Why run? After running an opponent who knows he is stronger than himself, running away will never have a good result."

The homeless man in Zac's arms struggled to weaken, and the black in his eyes faded away. The vampire was like a reaction, and looked back at the person in his arms: "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Where did I just say? By the way, you see, the person you possess now is a completely healthy human , We all know your ending. So, farewell. "

The black disappeared completely, revealing a pair of confused blue eyes.

Zac completely loosened his arms around the tramp and patted the soiled clothes. The red mans in his eyes faced the tramp: "Sir! Even if it is spring, you still need to wear more clothes. Otherwise you will still Frozen to death, remember? "

"Well." The tramp nodded to Zac with his eyes confused.

"Okay, leave here now and find a place to take a bath! You smell!" Zac frowned. ★ Bayi ★ ■ Chinese? Www. 八 1zw.com ■

"Okay, wear more clothes and take a shower." The tramp nodded stunnedly and turned to leave.

Zac looked at a large unidentified stain in front of him and shook his head. The vampire didn't like messiness, he decided to vent the discomfort at this time to the two aliens!

The shadow stretched by the street lamp suddenly disappeared, and the sound of the clothing corner flapping on the wooden fence was repelled by the lighted house in the street.

Like a ghost, Zac appeared behind a shape-shifter, his right hand extended flat, and the fingertips of his four fingers touched the shape-shifter's neck.

Uh!

Four sharp, blood-stained thorns pierce directly under the morph's chin, and the vampire's red eyes are like two ghosts in the night!

Zac's right hand moved sideways, his flat arms crossed ninety degrees. Slash, one of the omnipotent killing methods used by mankind in the Middle Ages.

Blood stains were thrown out, but under this night, I couldn't see the color of the splashing liquid!

Another rapid footstep stopped suddenly! The sound of a fall sounded, and the friction between the soles and clothing and the cold ground came out: "No! No! We don't know that this city is a vampire's place! We just came here!"

"We?" The sharp nails on Zac's fingers contracted, and a handkerchief was pulled out of his pocket to wipe off the blood from the fingertips. The deformed person was a cold-blooded animal. Zac was not good at this. He asked blandly: "Who are we?"

"I, I ..." The Shapeshifter seemed more alarmed: "We are nothing! We are just oppressed little characters! Please! I will tell everyone, here is your place! We will leave now! "

"Tell everyone? Then leave?" Zac's wiping stopped.

"Yes! Yes! I will tell everyone! This is the vampire city! We will leave! One is not left!" The shape-shifter seems to have found a chance to survive, no longer going backwards, supporting his body, creeping in Zack's body before.

Zac looked down at the crawler underground: "How much does everyone mean?"

"Me, I probably know about a dozen ..." the shape changer said with a trembling.

Zac paused for a moment, looking at the full moon in the east, "If I let you go, can you only take a dozen people away?"

The shape-shifter's tight interface: "No, no! I can spread the message to let everyone know that you are here! Everyone will leave consciously!"

"Yes." Zac squatted down, raised his chin with four fingers, and looked at the nervous shape-changer with a smile: "You are a smart guy. But ..."

The hope that had just appeared in the eyes of the shape-changer solidified in Zac's disappearing smile.

The vampire repeated the previous action, and the handkerchief in his left hand covered the fingertip of his right hand again.

Zac ’s education was an ancient noble education, so he knew that when he was talking to people, he must look into the other person ’s eyes. So, Zach turned his head, turned his head to the side, and said to the eyes that were solidified with hope: "However, I don't want anyone to know that I am here."

Now, we also know why Zack lied to James in front of Anthony. Because ‘Lance’. Because of his surname, James Lance connected him outside of the city of Barton. For Zac, James is an uncontrolled ‘k’. He can let Zac suppress the wild grass in Button City and continue his peaceful life. It can also lead to the ‘a’ that makes Zack desperate again.

Zac ca n’t risk letting anyone know that he, a Toreador (explained below), lives in the city of Barton, the westernmost part of the Federation!

Everyone knows that I am a curious person, so I will die to ask Zac some questions that will cause death.

One day, I asked: “Why ca n’t aliens live together, do they have to appear in ranks? For example, why are werewolves hostile to vampires, shapeshifters are always rejected by other aliens, and ghosts like ghosts and ghosts That kind, obviously has no entity, but it needs to be graded ... "

"You asked too much, which one do you want me to answer?" Zack asked kindly.

"Oh." I thought about it unconsciously, leaving aside a bunch of previous questions, and asked the one who was most interested in it: "Why would Toledo become the weakest clan among vampires?"

"Do you think I'm weak?" Zac was more cordial.

I am overdrawing my luck: "Yeah, aren't you the only one left by the other twelve clans?"

"Well, what you said makes sense." Zack nodded. "Now, I'm hungry."

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(If you are interested, you can search for the thirteen clan of the vampire. Zac belongs to the seven clan of the secret party. He likes to contact humans, talks more, likes 'beautiful', and artistic 'torido'. Most of the features have been borrowed. This setting is a bit too much, it is difficult to use "I" to enter the text, so I have to put it in brackets.)