The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Zac is now facing a choice. He is standing next to Emilia. He has successfully seen Mayor Anthony and Blake in the luncheon venue. As long as he walks over, Zac can use the charm in the morning at Grande. The content that Hitomi asked all said, which is the main reason why he will participate in this luncheon. ? Eight ■? One? Chinese website www.8.11zw.cm?

But at the same time, Emilia also saw the direction of the old men in the West End. Her goal was Mrs. Quinn. Zac had already agreed that Emilia would help, so at this time she completely ignored Zac's wishes and pulled Zac, trying to move in that direction.

Just trying, human women have no ability to pull vampires who do not want to move.

By the way, this choice is not a choice that Zac would prefer to go there first, but a choice he does not want to go there. It needs to be explained.

First of all, let ’s confirm that the guests at this luncheon and the guest list at yesterday ’s funeral coincided, and they were all Barton ’s powerful figures. It can be roughly considered that yesterday's Bishapu wanted to communicate with these characters in the name of a funeral.

However, due to the quarrel that Zac overheard during the funeral procession-Ms. Shelle tore the last layer of the inner veil of Sharpe apart, the conflict within the family made them temporarily give up the communication that should be at the funeral The stinky face can be said to guard against each other, no one talks with anyone.

Today ’s luncheon, this family, has apparently resolved, or given up resolving their internal contradictions. Zac ’s two goals, Mrs. Quinn ’s side, are sitting with the old Bishops and are talking to Barton and Quinn. what. On Mayor Anthony ’s side, Ms. Sher is arranging anyone who is trying to approach Anthony, occupying the Mayor, and talking about something.

If Bishape is also at this luncheon, Zac can at least see something through the owner of Bishape who has no opinion, but there is no shadow of Bishap here! On such occasions, the man conveniently mourned his son's premature death at home!

Zac doesn't want to go anywhere now!

"We'll wait." Zac directly mentioned Emilia, who was constantly trying to move, toward the third direction-the bar.

Although Emilia was reluctant, she could only do this, this banquet. In the absence of her male partner, only Zach knew her.

The bar was a lonely place, and no one came except the back and forth waiters. After all, this is not a nightclub place. It is a luncheon, a social field, and a purposeful occasion. But no one will waste time at the bar waiting for the communication to find themselves.

However, there is no absolute thing, some things are not waiting, they hit his face in one step!

Emilia waved a little impetuously at the bartender behind the bar. August 1? Chinese ▼ article ★ ▲ www.81zw.com ● Ordered two glasses of agave with a calming ‘function’.

However, "I said two cups!" One cup was for Zac. Emilia was not in a good mood and needed to vent. The bartender who mistakenly put only a small cup became a victim.

This is a bartender who dresses a little strangely. The face of the Indians is irrelevant. What makes people feel weird is that in the luncheon where all the waiters wore black bow ties, he was the only one wearing a Polo tie.

The wayward bartender in this costume bent his mouth and still didn't want to correct his mistake. He filled a glass in front of Zac. "This gentleman, some should have brought their own" drink ", right?"

Zac narrowed his eyes, the voice he just heard recently! Recall, who is the In'an who just spoke to Zac recently? Only Boyson!

Zach held Emilia, who was about to fire, and took out his snack can from the three-piece formal suit pocket with a smile on his face. "You know me very well." Weird, but someone who understands will immediately respond. ! Zac stood his square metal wine bottle on the bar, "but you can still provide a container."

"Of course." Boyson put an empty glass next to the bottle. Very consciously took the wine bottle in Zac and unscrewed it, tilting the mouth like a really attentive waiter. The bright red liquid poured into the wine glass, Boyson raised his eyebrows, "Good taste."

Before Benjamin left, remember, in order to deliberately be angry with Zac, he ate a lot of lamb chops with a group of otakus. Alpha also deliberately picked a few strong and strong ... so Zac ’s current ration is the food that he had stored in the southeast before, it was human blood. This is what good taste means.

Amelia only glanced at the liquid in the glass, and her uncomfortable expression flashed over, so she didn't want to participate in the conversation. She emptied her agave and went to the combing room without greeting.

Boyson did n’t care about Emilia at all, whether he knew it was still a problem, but after he filled the glass, he did n’t hand over the glass to the guest Zac, just like a waiter, but pulled it to his side. He smiled strangely at Zac, protecting the glass with one hand and sliding the other over the mouth.

Zac saw with his own eyes that a white thing was quickly thrown into his glass! Dissolve and disappear quickly in the bright red liquid! Much like "Valmina" that should have disappeared! Don't be like it, just say it, that's the thing!

Zac raised his eyebrows and looked at the wine glass before he was pushed in front of him, his tone hesitated, "Are you expecting me to drink this thing?" Alpha Valmina, who caused Alpha to lose control!

"Honestly, I am!" Boyson looked at Zac, the feeling of being interrupted on the phone, and came back again! Such a straightforward approach and words made Zac truly lose the means of coping for a while. Eight ◆ One Chinese website www.8１zw.cco ▼

"I think you should know what this is?" Boyson stared directly at Zac's eyes, and at the luncheon where people were everywhere, he had no worries at all! "Don't you dare?"

Zac frowned, determined to make the other person regret it! We vampires twitched their mouths and decided not to suffer any interruptions from the other party and dominate the conversation!

Zac picked up the wine glass in front of him. Fortunately, this was a small round of wine. Zac was very polite to pour the wine glass and let the liquid spread out on the bar.

"Oops." Zac looked sideways without any sincere sincerity. "Sorry, spilled, please clean up."

Boyson raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zac, as if he realized what he was using—the way he used to constantly interrupt the rhythm of Zac's conversation was used by the other party. Basically, it does not follow the original meaning of the script.

Boyson shrugged, cleaned up skillfully, and murmured unclear complaints in his mouth, "It's a waste, my inventory is wasted."

Zac will definitely not care what ‘inventory’ means and what is leading the conversation, that is, regardless of what the other party throws away, he will ignore it and only chase after what he wants to say. such as--

"Why are you on such an occasion." Zac picked up his bottle and seemed to ask casually. Then, with an indifferent smile, corrected, "It should be why you dare to appear in front of me."

There is a problem here. The occasion limited Zack ’s ability to treat this guy in front of Barton ’s powerful figures, but it ’s okay to get the reason why he appeared here. After all, there are people at Zuck who care about this lunch. There is such an unknown Anan wizard mixed in. I feel suspicious at all! This is the direction of Zac's dialogue at this time.

"Is Barton's only traditional funeral owner the one who is so cautious?" Boyson's rag was impregnated with dazzling bright red. He folded the rag seriously and then stuffed it into his pocket. Stuck in his pocket. Repeat, and continue, "It was just because I was interrupted by a private affair, and I hung up on you once. Did you remember the person who met you for the first time?"

Very good conversation skills. If Zach defends, the topic will be extended. Boyson successfully interrupted Zac's rhythm again.

However, Zac nodded as if being reminded by bending the corner of his mouth, "Yeah, it seems that I am such a person."

Boyson frowned, watching Zac continue.

"You haven't answered my question, the person who has hung up on my phone." Zac's face became serious. Now the role he plays is a 'careful person', Zac seems very handy, "If you are going to not answer me. I It ’s like your manager ’s report, you brought something that should n’t appear to this occasion. ”Zach turned his head and quickly found Smith, who was chatting with Falken,“ or I just told ... ”

"You won." Boyson took away all the expressions on his face. With a low voice, "I'm just a declining gray professional." He glanced at Zac, and the stiff face line pulled around the corner of his mouth. "The prosperous Grand Master, don't have to be so strong against me. What do you want to know."

It seems that the other party has given up resistance, but. Zac is not that stupid.

Now, this guy pulled out a gray professional circle. There should be some self-knowledge of Boyson knowing that in the attributes of the aliens, he can no longer get close to Grand-13 years ago, when he sold the blood of old Hank Ian, he would not have expected that Ian ’s father Zac, came to Barton three years later, and finally became a family with old Hank!

Then this cunning guy began to gain sympathy in his other identity! Gray professional! As he said, a gray professional who has fallen!

Zac didn't have to talk about the sense of ‘decay and prosperity’ at all, impatiently tapping his own wine bottle, “You ’ve heard the question, do n’t let me ask it again.”

Bo Yisen frowned, looking at Zac, who was not able to enter, and was silent for a while. He suddenly opened his eyebrows and changed his expression, which was a direct disgust! He changed his coping style, "Do you really want to know? Do you think I like to be in such a place? Ha ha, not because of you!"

Zac ignored the change in the other person's expression and said before, no matter what the other person throws. Our vampire fingered the wine bottle directly, turned around in front of the bar, and faced in the direction of Smith. This was a preview. If the other party tried to distract again, Zac would pass directly.

Boysen pulled the corner of his mouth and turned his head in a certain direction, "Okay! Look over there, that's why I'm here!"

Zac sat up again in front of the bar and looked at the place where Boyson indicated.

Mrs. Quinn is still talking about something with the older Bishapus.

Zac frowned, this time it was not a show, it was sincere. Because Zac realized something!

Boyson just said that he came here because of Zac.

What did Zac do again? Mr. Quinn 'walked' first, but successfully sent Mrs. Quinn who had already stepped half a foot into the coffin to Grande, and then, under what we can now say is destined to be destined, let Grande and Mrs. Quinn go together Changed fate.

Zac withdrew his gaze, his face weird, "Pochi, don't you die?"

It was already obvious that Boyson, when Grande had not yet intervened in the Quinn family, rewrote the fate of countless people, Pooch's 'helper'! Inadvertently, from the mouth of the undead Jackson, he said, "Indian people with special skills but very dangerous" who met Pooch!

Zach subconsciously looked at Blake's direction, but he didn't see Jackson's figure, and it might have been pulled off by Blake again.

Well, I don't need Jackson to confirm it, Boyson himself has admitted! After all, this dialogue did not allow Zac to successfully lead the way, and was still biased towards the gray profession that Boyson said! Zac lost, or asked for it ...

"Huh." Boyson glanced at Zac. "Now you know, are you satisfied? You ruined my job first. Now I have to be hired by the old employer, and you have to ruin my job again." What, Grand master? "

Zac looked at Mrs. Quinn and shook his head. Oh, this is not an answer to Boyson, but thought of some metaphysical questions that have no meaning, for example, if Alice did not spread sympathy at the time, Grande did not have the financial pressure after the privatization of the funeral industry, everything I'm afraid things won't look like this now.

Our vampire shook his head again. This was a figurative action that threw meaningless thinking behind his head. He looked at Boyson, "very unfortunately, I just promised a friend to help her with some things."

Zac's eyes swept randomly in the direction of the combing room. Amelia couldn't go back. She was a woman with perseverance and perseverance to be herself. She didn't want to touch interracial things at all.

"It's still necessary for Mrs. Quinn to be alive and healthy for the time being." Zac bent his mouth, okay, since the facts already irresistible limit the direction of the conversation on the gray profession, then Zac has done well, Rand ’s owner, some advice for a declining gray professional, you. "

Zac looked at Boyson's somber complexion, "Let me guess, the reward paid by Poche will not still use the Quinn Group check, ten thousand, twenty thousand?" Zac frivolously carried Smile.

Recall that once Boge also tried to buy Grande. We know how that ended.

"Hehe." Zac waved his hand and put an end to the accidental encounter. "Considering that these checks are impossible to cash, you should give up this old customer."

Well, Zac still won. (To be continued.)