The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

James watched as several people rushed past his car and surrounded the vampires. Eight ▼ one ◆ ▼ Chinese? ww.81zw.com ▲ Old Hank directed several people to put Zac flat, without using a real scalpel, that is, a woodworking knife used for carving, and began to scratch on the vampire.

Zizi's soft sound kept coming out of the vampire's body, and the silver shrapnel, screws, debris, and nails were picked out by Old Hank.

There were red patches in Zac's eyes, and as the foreign body embedded in the body was taken out, Zac's eyes began to return to amber green.

"Thank you, thank you." Zac tried to bend the corner of his mouth, but Old Hank pressed his face with his rough palm. The vampire could feel the old Hank's woodworking knife scratching on his neck and something was taken out.

"Don't thank me!" Old Hank's voice is always so loud, with a tired tone, "Thank you that beautiful woman!"

Zac's eyes turned to find Louise sitting next to him. But his face was pressed, he couldn't say anything.

Louise held the gauze in her hands, and Alice, the banshee, pinched a thin needle in her hand, and sutured Zac's wound with cotton thread. Silverware will block the recovery ability of the vampire. If he can't stop the leaking blood in the vampire's body, Zac can really rest.

Louise's face was a little pale, and you couldn't see whether it was worry or fear or anger? Under the guidance of Alice, she pressed the sutured wound with gauze. It was Alice, worried, and the hand holding the needle was shaking. Fortunately, Zac is a quiet injury, and there is no blame for the banshee's frequent stitching ...

"Oh, haha ​​..." There was a gaseous laughter under the overturned old-fashioned car. Ravenc tried to move his body, trying to liberate his oppressed respiratory system, but he failed. Bayi ?? Chinese ?? www.81zw.com ◆

One thing to know about old-fashioned cars. Compared with the current popular cars, old-fashioned cars are more similar to the current Jeep. The roof is usually not metal, but a simple burlap canopy, which is the only reason why Ravenci is still alive.

"What the **** did I see?" Ravencough coughed, but his chest was completely pressed down, only his neck and head twitched on the ground, showing his discomfort at this time, "A group of people, Save a vampire in his mother-in-law! "

Kim left Zac's side, and he couldn't help much in front of the silver wound. Jin ripped a piece of gauze, kneaded it into a ball, and stuffed it into Ravenci's mouth.

"One is dead." Looking at the three people who were pressed under the car with James's appearance and voice action, "Another fainted. This." Jin pointed to Rui who was stuffed in his mouth. Wen Qi: "It's noisy."

James shoved the broken glass fragments from his back and hurried out of his car. Old Hank glanced fiercely at James, and threw three bullets at random. In the hunter-made grenade shrapnel, these slightly deformed conical bullets were obviously shot by James.

Zac was relieved and attacked the hunter. Zac was prepared to protect his chest and important blood vessels. But he was unprepared for the shooting of James. The bullet was buried deep in the internal organs, blocking the blood circulation. Once taken out, Zack felt a lot easier.

Old Hank checked Zac ’s wound again, and after confirming that there were no omissions, he withdrew the knife, took a metal square wine bottle from his waist, and threw it to Zac. , Beautiful woman! Let's go back! "

The vampire sat up and nodded to the people with different looks beside him. ??? August 1 Chinese? Wen Wang. ww.8.11zw.com ★ A moment later, a dynamic voice came, and Louise leaned on Alice's trembling shoulder and got into Madison's car, slowly turning around, leaving gold.

James opened his mouth halfway, and things happened too quickly. If it wasn't the same gold as him who was still standing in the field, James would have to wonder if it was all a dream!

The dream started when the hunter threw a grenade. The hunter's impression in the detective's heart was closer to the criminal.

"Substitute, Kim." Zac finished drinking the blood sent by Old Hank, and he himself was penetrated in the explosion early, leaving no drop of water.

"Why! What are you doing!" James's other dream began. The gold-faced facelessly pushed James on the hood and began to pick James' clothes!

James ’right arm twisted strangely from shoulder to wrist, unable to resist the shape changer. After a while, he lay prostrate on the ground, watching Kim change his clothes!

"Don't look at me this way, Detective Lance." Zac looked at James staring at him calmly.

Of course James is staring at the vampire! Stripped the gold of his clothes, just accepted the order of this guy!

"I changed my mind." Zac pulled James and rudely held his dislocated shoulder. With a click and James' screams, his shoulder was pushed back into place, then his hand Elbows and wrists, "I won't kill them, but I still have a promise to Mr. Herman." The vampire glanced at the hunter under the car and pulled James onto Benjamin's van. After a brief explanation, he also left and returned to Grande's house.

Do you know why the vampire's decision changed suddenly? Because the old vampire vowed the old Hank, Alice in need of care, even though he was already wolf but still kept a trace of the werewolf Benjamin, and there was a Louise who did not know whether it was angry or worried. They all came for the vampire, this is no longer a small act of Zac alone.

Two hours later, the Grand House, Zac's office.

Zac answered the phone. He put the earpiece sideways in the air, so that James with a bandage on his arm could also hear Mr. Herman's voice.

"They found the murderer." The voice over the earpiece was not excited, but sad, and the woman's crying could be heard in the earpiece. It should be Mrs. Herman.

"When they found it, one death and two injuries." There was a hint of anger in Mr. Herman's voice: "You said, you will let them die!"

Zac narrowed his eyes, with an unidentified smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the pale James, and said to the microphone: "Sorry Mr. Herman, the detective named James Lance followed It ’s too tight. What can I say, that ’s a responsible detective. Mr. Herman should be thankful that there is such a detective in Button. "

James opened his side, his face paler.

"I don't care! I want them to pay for it!"

"Well, I think Mr. Herman has the ability to put them on the death penalty rack, maybe that's better. Isn't it?" Zack no longer stimulated James' heart, and said the earpiece back to his ear.

There was silence over the earpiece, only the sound of suppressed breathing. After a moment Herman's voice reappeared: "You are right! I will confirm this!" After a short pause, "I will send you your check."

"Wait a minute, Mr. Herman." Zach stopped Herman who was about to hang up: "Conner, you need a decent funeral, are you right?"

The repressed silence with a choked breath, with the middle-aged woman's cry as the background, made people feel heartache.

"You are right, my Conner needs a decent funeral ..."

Zac put down the phone and looked back at the James who deliberately started, not looking at himself: "After all you have done, during this period of healing, at least prepare a funeral for Connor, can you see it?"

James's chin was shaking, his wrinkled brows wondering what he was thinking, and nodded.

Zac lowered his eyes, nodded and stood up, leaving the desk and walking towards the side door.

"Wait a minute!" James turned sideways, staring at Zac who had opened the side door, exposing Louise who was waiting outside the door. "Who is the real murderer! Connor's murderer! Before binding the spirit!"

"Ryan." Zac turned his head and looked at James calmly: "His name is Ryan, you should call him his name. If you want to know the whole thing, you should ask him."

The football jacket condensed in front of James' eyes, and Zac closed the door.