The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

The truck slowly turned around the street corner and stopped at the roadside. ? August? Chinese ◆? Net. www.81zw.com? In the neon of the street, this earth-colored truck has attracted the attention of many people. It is really not a good choice to track with such a means of transportation, but the person being marked is unconscious-Mr. Madison Cook who has just lost his job.

Madison bought a newspaper around the corner, then found a ladder to sit down, put the bag between his legs, pulled out a pen, opened the newspaper, and looked at the neon lights on the street.

"What is he doing?" Benjamin put one hand on the steering wheel and looked sideways at the object they followed.

"Barton Daily, the fourth edition." Zach observed the other party's actions: "It's a recruitment advertisement message. He is looking for a job."

Sure enough, Madison started to draw in the newspaper circle with a pen.

"Why didn't he go back to his residence and do these again?" Benjamin continued to ask.

"Yeah." Zac frowned, thinking for a moment: "James said, he works in ** bar, okay, this is a thing of the past. But it doesn't say where he lives."

"So, does he have a place to live?" Benjamin nodded clearly. "What do you think of him?"

"I didn't show anything special about him." Zac looked at some bleak men by the road. "Did you show anything?"

"No." Benjamin shook his head. "But did you notice his head. When he took off his headgear at the bar, his head, the color was changing."

"Yes, I noticed." Zac nodded. "It fades from black, not obvious, but it is definitely changing." Zac pressed down and seemed to want to see the other person's head under the cover of his hat colour.

Benjamin looked at Zac's movements, gave up his body, and gave Zac more space: "Did you see?"

"It's off-white." Zac frowned and straightened his body. "I can't think of anything that will change color."

The two were silent, and there were many aliens with the ability to change their external image. The most thorough nature is the shape changer. August 1 ■ Chinese? Text ★ Net. ww.81zw.com ● However, the world is balanced. The more powerful the camouflage ability is, the more vulnerable it is in other aspects. For example, the power and senses of the shape-shifters are the same as ordinary creatures, and they have no sense of smell. Another example is the werewolf, who possesses the power and senses of the group and must also face the loss of personality once a month. There are also vampires, and Anthony can sign him with a document, and he will be wiped out ...

In the minds of the two people who are the top of the alien race, I can't think of any race that has the ability to change the color of the head.

"I don't think he will be a threat." Benjamin gave up thinking. "He didn't plan to retaliate against those guys, but he was really looking for a job. I think I can explain the problem."

"Is it just a guy who wants to come to Patton for survival." Zach whispered to himself.

Madison seemed to have finished reading the ad, looked up, looked around, and now a phone booth appeared. He folded the newspaper, put away the pen, took out a few coins, and walked to the phone booth. He pinched the advertisement in the newspaper and dialed the phone.

Benjamin looked at the pedestrians around him, gave up the idea of ​​using Alpha's ears, and handed over the work of eavesdropping to the vampire.

"Hello, is it Sisi bread? I saw your job ads ... are you free? Okay, thank you."

"Hello, Mr. Pierce? I see you are looking for ... I think I can do it, but, do you guys provide accommodation? ... Then I can advance a part of it ... well, thank you."

...

Madison's job search journey seemed to be full of obstacles, and Zac felt a bit sorry to hear it.

"How is it?" Benjamin asked after seeing James hang up and exit the phone booth.

Zach spread his hands: "Follow him, now, we can see if he will do something special."

Benjamin nodded and got out of the car with Zac, hanging slowly behind Madison.

The next thing, no one was cut by a vampire, and no one was bitten by a werewolf. Bayi? ★ ▲ Chinese? Www.8.1zw.com ▲ Madison, like a truly homeless person, wanders on the bustling streets.

Zac once asked me: "When you quit your job in a breath and wander on the street, what are you thinking?"

Don't be too surprised, Madison is me. Oh, nobody cares about this ... then I mean, Zac sometimes asks me questions.

I thought about it and answered, "The color of my head is changing, so I know my future is changing. But I do n’t know whether it ’s good or bad. But the only thing I can be sure of is that I ca n’t afford Barton ’s hotel. , In only two days, I will be penniless and live a life of begging ... "

Zach said kindly: "Well, what do you think is good or bad now?"

I frowned and thought carefully, "When you came to invite me, I thought it was good. Now, I don't know ..."

From Zac's more gracious eyes, I realized that I was wrong.

Of course, the protagonist is not me, so use Madison's name like a dragon suit that even the owner can't remember.

A few hours later, neither the vampire nor the werewolf showed any strange actions by Madison. Such tracking seems to be carried out endlessly.

"Hey! Your name is Madison, right?" Zac leaned against the street lamp and looked at Madison, who was also standing under the street lamp.

After realizing that tracking is just a waste of time, Zac decided to change his strategy to take this guy who was clearly not human (without a human head completely discolored in a few hours) back into Grand House. As Benjamin said to James a few days ago, they would not be embarrassed if they just wanted to live a quiet life. Of course, the condition is to declare loyalty like ‘gold’.

Madison looked at the stranger next to him. It took him a while to realize that the other party was talking to himself, and it took him a while to remember. He was one of the three in the previous bar.

"Sorry, let you see that scene." Madison nodded and said apologetically, "I hope you will have a good time in ** bar."

"We left." Zach looked at Madison with a smile. "Such a scene is always disappointing."

Madison's face is more apologetic: "I'm really sorry, I don't want to spoil your interest."

Zac patted Madison ’s shoulder: “You do n’t need to apologize, sometimes people just need some courage, and God will reward those who have courage. In addition, my name is Zacary Grande, you can call me Zac . "

"My name is Madison, Ku, Ku, Cook ..." As I said, this is a name that even the owner can't remember.

"Haha, you are such a funny guy!" Zac laughed, looking at the newspaper that was still opened and folded, and held it in Madison's hands. "Are you looking for a new job? How are you looking?"

"Not very good." Madison shook his head, his expression very helpless, but immediately forced a smile. "Oh, Zack, I shouldn't complain to you about these."

"It's nothing, I don't have anything. I'm waiting for my younger brother. It's a pleasure to be able to chat with strangers."

"Oh, is that a serious-looking gentleman like a policeman." Madison relaxed and asked.

Zac responded that the other party said that James was amused and shook his head: "No, it's another."

"Another? The fluffy one?" Madison was confused. He confirmed that Zack was talking about 'brother'?

"Hahaha!" Zac laughed: "Stuffed? You are really a funny person, I like you very much, we can be friends! So." Zac reached into the coat and pulled out a business card : "If your work is not going well, you can come to me and try it, I'm always welcome."

Maddison didn't really know where the laugh was, but he still accepted the business card, [Grand Funeral Home]. The person in front of him was actually a funeral owner, and Madison stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Grande."

"Zac! Just call me Zac." Zac corrected: "Although we are in the Southern District, we can provide accommodation and food. It is a good place. Consider it."

Zac looked at Madison and Benjamin had walked out of the store, carrying some food in his hand, "I'm leaving, good luck."

Of course, all this is designed! Vampires have long known that Madison needed a job to provide food and accommodation, plus deliberate rush, waiting for ...

"Wait!" Unsurprisingly, Madison stopped Zac and said embarrassedly: "Actually, I actually need a job like this. I don't have a place to sleep, so ..."

"Oh!" Zac was surprised by the perfect interpretation: "You don't have a place? Then where are you going to sleep tonight? Oh, I can't let my friends sleep on the streets!"

Madison pursed her lips. Although she didn't know why she suddenly had more friends, it doesn't matter if the work and accommodation problems are solved at the same time.

"You have been accepted!" Zac took Madison's shoulders and walked towards Benjamin: "Now, let me introduce 'stuffed ...'"

Before he realized that Benjamin was a werewolf, Maddison had no idea where the laugh was.

Returning to Benjamin's van, Zac was still sitting on the co-pilot. The fierce drums and loud music came from the old radio, and the surrounding scenery became desolate after leaving the bustling North District.

Zac and Benjamin exchanged glances, and Zac turned to look at Madison, who was a bit restrained: "Since we are already friends, you are now willing to share why you came to Barton City and what you are. "

Madison looked at Zac's red eyes, not knowing why, an idea that wanted to share appeared ...

Finally, I finished the story of 'me' and the protagonist meeting, please don't underestimate my dragon suit, if I don't show up, the three siblings of the Grand House will separate a person and go to the south of Barton Police Station. The victim's body preservation work in cooperation with the branch, so I am very important! Oh, you don't care about this ... Then I mean, Um, from Madison's story, I hope you can see that our protagonist is not an evil guy who chops others everywhere, at least, I'm still alive.