The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

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This little bar of Paisin ushered in a peak of passenger traffic near midnight. Eight? ▼ ★ one ▼ Chinese network www.81zw.com? People wearing various work uniforms entered with a tired face, they didn't talk much. Everyone with skillful folks brought their regular wine, as if such a thing had already happened Repeated countless times.

Chester, this is the name of this guy. He claimed to James, Kim, and James, and he got busy after an invitation to have some fun. But he did not forget the man sitting next to the wine barrel, and confirmed every once in a while that the guy who drank free wine was still sitting there.

James didn't mean to leave, he needed to know what the fun was afterwards.

The person who changed class with Chester is here, it looks like he just woke up. Confusedly took the key that Chester handed over, and did not greet the people in the bar. After pouring a glass of beer and eggs, he leaned on the bar. Someone waved and went to add wine. It seems that these are the The regular customers are also familiar.

"Let's go, Kim." Guy Chester's eyes were a little excited, pushed the bar of the bar counter open, and tentatively pulled La James' shoulder.

James still used cold eyes to warn him not to touch him. But James stood up, a pile of shredded nutshells in front of him. The person who invited him is off work, and he has no reason to stay here.

The shifting guy glanced at James who apparently did not pay and complained, "Chester, you have been careful recently, and the boss is getting more and more dissatisfied with you."

"It doesn't matter." Chester smiled indifferently at his colleague without any explanation and led James out of the bar.

It was a clear night, and the elliptical moon in the middle of the night sky unconsciously reminded James of Benjamin ’s transformation. James frowned and shook his head, throwing away the sudden thought and paying attention.

"Kim. Do you have a place to go at night?" Chester turned back under the dimly lit street light and looked at James behind.

James did not answer, "You said to have fun.? August 1? Chinese? Wen ◆ Net .ww.81zw.com?"

Chester smiled. "Yeah." No more questions. A beckoning, "Come here, follow me. Let's find‘ my ’fun first, and then‘ you ’.”

James expressed no opinion on this vague statement. Quietly following behind each other, his eyes looking around were searching for the figure of Seth. But if he could hide the demon now, he would be a ghost.

Chester's forward direction is south, which is the direction of the Herman factory. He seemed to feel the need to explain what his fun meant. He smiled in the night and whispered next to James, "I don't know how long you have been in Patton." Indeed, James answered It's too vague, "Hellman's car factory in front, have you heard of it?"

James didn't speak.

Chester didn't care. "I don't know if the" Herman "brand outside Barton is famous, but in Barton, eight of the ten cars you see are from Herman. We want to support local businesses, right! Ha ha."

James glanced at Chester, and this guy's tone was obviously ironic.

"Hey, Kim." Chester seems to be used to James' less talkative personality. "Do you know why Paisin's is Paisin?"

He answered himself, "Because of that river." Chester pointed to the West, but was obstructed by architecture and night. You ca n’t see anything. “Before West Barton was occupied by those rich people, the relationship with Newton was not good, and then people came. They entered Barton from the Paisin River, which means“ passing by ”here, their destination , Originally naturally the city center, Becky at that time. "

The two walked on the darker and darker road, Chester pulled James and started to detour. Paisin's house began to be left behind. The surrounding roads have become less and less obvious, and bushes of grass have begun to appear at the feet. The twinkling street lights far behind could no longer reach the two, and James looked around at the moonlight. This is to the west of the Herman factory, and the searchlights that were constantly circulating in front of him became clearer and clearer.

"You said to have fun." James said with a frown.

"Of course." Chester smiled and continued to move forward, speeding up the pace, "I just want to tell you that we are all just outsiders. Bayi ★ ?? ● Chinese network www.81zw.com ★" he looked Looking at the facility completely shrouded in darkness in front, the voice was lowered again, "And we are worse than you, we were tricked into here, and then stuck in this place that was just passing by!"

James frowned and followed.

It didn't take long for the two to stand outside a cyan wall, but it was darker and more gloomy in the night. Chester leaned against the wall, moving forward slowly, stopping occasionally, waiting for the patrol searchlight above the factory to sweep over half a meter in front of him. He was evading, not wanting to make it happen.

This is definitely not a harbinger of good things. James has a sullen face, but there is irresistible excitement in his heart.

Who knows! After being chased by Seth for half a day, on the first day of the mission, he set foot in the right direction.

"Come! Here!" Chester's voice was so low that there was only gas, and he was close to the wall and bypassing the searchlight, standing behind a raised iron box.

Chester sat down in front of the iron box and pulled James, who seemed to have no idea what was going on, with a finger in front of his mouth, "Hush! We don't want to be revealed!"

Thick searchlights shone over the sides of the iron box where the two were sitting, and James could see the weeds trembling slightly beside him. But this process was very short, the lights moved, and quickly turned away according to a fixed route, and the body of the two returned to darkness again.

"Do you know what this is?" Chester looked sideways at the iron box behind him, and his men began to dig through the pants purse.

James turned his head and looked at the white lightning mark printed on the iron box. This was obviously a high-voltage electric box. He didn't answer. He looked back at Chester. The guy had already pulled out a small bag and turned towards James. The soldier smiled and opened, "Jin, don't criticize me, I'm a locksmith."

Chester Xun stood up, bypassing the front side of the iron box, "Gold. Looking at the searchlight!"

James froze for a moment, quickly staring at the thick light that had just completed a cycle and began to turn back here, "Six seconds."

"You are very good at this!" The other side of the electric box. Chester made a small click, and he never forgot to commend James.

Click.

Chester snagged around the edge of the light beam to the blocked side.

"Is it open?" James looked at the beam of light passing by and asked, although he was still sullen, but there was "irresistible excitement."

Chester smiled awkwardly. Holding two obviously broken pieces of iron, "I'm still a novice and I have to come a few times."

"Give me." James took Chester's unlock bag and waited for the beam that had reached the critical point and was to be turned back again.

"Kim?" Chester's eyes widened. "Will you unlock?"

James frowned and answered an unrelated matter, "I work in the east."

Gang elements in the southeast. Chester seemed to understand something, carefully squeezing James' strong arm and muttering. "No wonder it is so strong."

As soon as the lights turned off, James stood up, quickly bypassing the iron box, and a small click sounded. Chester stared at the distant lights, but he was not as powerful as James. "Not yet, not yet. Here, come back, come back!"

"Go!" James stood on the other side. "What are we doing!"

"So fast ?!" Chester seemed a little surprised. "Pull away ... come back!"

James's body was against the iron box. After a sensitive turn, the beam of light swept through.

"You are amazing!" Chester looked at James, who turned back, full of admiration. "Why did you get beaten so badly?" Seemed curious.

James frowned. A glance at this guy said blandly, "I owe money."

"Those from the east?" Chester blinked. "I thought they were just a bunch of bastards."

James glanced at the guy again, and didn't continue the topic, "Then what to do."

Chester raised an eyebrow with a smile. "You will know right away."

The thick beam of light swept through again, Chester Xun stood up, and went to the front side. James could hear him pull open the iron boxes, what was moving, and then the dark things in the field of vision seemed dark again. Some more.

The beam of James' patrol was still there, and James turned to look in Paisin's direction, it was dark.

Chester returned to James again, waiting for the light beam to sweep over again, and smiled and pulled up James, "Going away! Ready! West!"

When the beam of light swept again, the two began to run! Going to a more barren place to the west, the weeds underneath were stomped and pushed. The light beam of the searchlight chased behind them, getting closer and closer, but in the end they failed to catch up, and the two entered the woods on the border of Barton.

Chester gasped, but he didn't mean to rest. He pulled James against the wrinkled trunk and pointed in the direction of Paisin. "Look, look over there, there are, some people, go to ..." Chester said intermittently because of a gasp, "Go, go to the factory."

James looked in the direction he was pointing, Pais Yingzhong's ridiculous flashlight flashed, and the figure began to come here.

Chester pulled James and walked north in the woods, as if to meet those who walked from Paisin.

"Kim." He said while adjusting his breath. "Paisin was first beaten by Patton. Those from the city government set great expectations." James followed and listened quietly. "They don't want to let In the Western District, when an outsider passed by, a place was created to attract outsiders from the west. But those who had just flown from the river and from Newton, many people stayed in Paisin, do you know why? "

James didn't answer.

"Because of this ghost factory!" Chester's tone was suddenly angry, "Herman promised a bunch of things! He said that this will be Becky in the future! Going to work in his factory will be more than touching Becky. Better luck! "

"He lied to us, our fathers and grandparents!" Chester took a fist, "He cheated us here, and then look at Paisin now!" (My novel "Barton Fantasy Event Record" will be on the official WeChat There is more fresh content on the platform, and there is also a 1oo% lottery gift for everyone! Now open WeChat, click on the "+" sign "add friend" at the top right, search the public number "qdread" and follow, please pay attention! ) (To be continued.)