The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Facts have proved that the cheque with the remaining amount is heavier than the absurd entrustment in our vampires' hearts. ? August? ◆ Chinese? Net. ww. 八 1zw.com?

"So your commission is actually for insurance companies, right?" Zack really didn't want to comment on the ridiculous fire and went straight to the point he heard.

"Yes!" Boone nodded. "I really need the insurance money. And this is a pure accident. After the brother's factory accident, I really don't want others to have anything about my workshop ..." He didn't After that, I probably want to say prejudice or something like that, "Anyway!" He shook his head, "I need the insurance company's" accident identification "to prove that the responsibility is not a pure accident on my side and my workshop. ... "

Boone looked at Zac with a grievance, "Can you understand what I said ..."

Zac nodded, understanding, of course. The explosion responsibility of the Herman factory did not come to light. Herman's direct generous compensation can be regarded as his recognition. This cannot be regarded as a good remedy for Herman's reputation. The boone in front of him was a gentle expression. He didn't want his brother's bad reputation to reach him.

"I understand, you want the insurance company to admit that this is an accident, and the responsibility is not your business." Zack made his entrustment more clear.

"Yes!" Said a lot, Boone was at ease, "and the insurance premiums to be compensated next!" He emphasized this again.

Zac frowned, asking slightly curiously, "Your brother is leaving Barton. Hasn't the Herman family left you anything?"

"Uh ..." Boone was nervous. "The Herman family is Herman, it's his. It has nothing to do with me. I, uh, have my own business."

"It's a trophy." Zack rubbed his lips.

Boone smiled a bit stiffly, "Then, what's the next procedure. Do we have something like a contract? Do I need to provide any information?" This guy is really dealing with a gray profession for the first time, so honest asked.

Zac smiled and shook his head, "No, now you have to pay me a deposit. Give me the contact information, I will contact you if there is any need. In addition, give me the address of the insurance company."

"More, how much?"

Zac reported a number casually. Received the insurance company business card from Boone. Yes, Zac was not interested in investigating Boone ’s workshop at all. He could tell such a ridiculous fire story with his eyes open. It was another two days. No authority had checked it. Even if Zac went, Will show anything useful.

So Zac is going to go directly to the insurance company and show off his charms or something. It can be settled by peaceful settlement, not by the charm pupil.

Yes. On August 1st? ▲? China ▲ Wen Wang www.81zw.com? Zack accepted this entrustment. Herman was about to leave, and came here to introduce the commission in person before leaving, and Zac was not so impersonal.

After receiving Boone's check and contact information, Zac stood up and extended his right hand. "Happy cooperation, now you can go."

"Just, that's it?" Boone asked uncertainly while shaking Zac's right hand.

"That's it." Zack answered yes. Withdrawing his hand, he no longer managed Boone. Instead, he bypassed the office and prepared to go out from the door on the west side of the stairwell connecting Grande.

Boone might think that Zac was starting his commission immediately. To be honest, he didn't say anything. He followed Zac and walked out.

Zac frowned as he opened the door and looked back at Boone. "This way leads to the living area of ​​Grande. You have to go out. Please walk through the door over there."

"Ah! I'm sorry!" Boone's face flushed, and after retreating, he went out from the east door. The moment the door opened, the loud noise of the decoration over there was a moment, and immediately the door was closed, and it went down again.

Zac shook his head and stayed in the stairwell for a while, watching the two Hermans in the backyard drove away in the same car before going out. On the back porch, walk directly to the basement entrance on the east side of Grande.

Zac was not prepared to start the work so diligently. He was going to see the results of the phantom Danny finishing the body. Then he needed time to contact the family members of those servants while thinking about how to tell Brian ’s bad news. '.

As he walked to the middle of the back porch, Austin's head suddenly protruded from the wall, looking at Zac with fawn, "Ah! Mr. Grand! How do you like this side door opening here?"

Zac looked at the hole that had appeared in the wall, and from the inside, it was exactly in the middle of the new showroom, just behind the reception counter at Louise's workplace in the future.

Zac ignored him and still raised a finger, reminding him that it was the last day.

Austin's head retracted, "It's here!" Urged and with impatience, "Quick!"

The smashing noise rang fiercely behind Zac. When Zac turned around the corner, he was a little bit smaller. Zac pushed open the iron door on the east side wall and went down.

There are no illusions disturbed by human beings, the work scene is very, well, fantasy.

In the basement flooded with multicolored lights, floating blame slightly crowded corpses. Danny stood in the middle, comparing the information in his hand and waving to the air. A floating corpse was lifted towards Danny by the colored light. Danny opened the plastic package, compared the photos, confirmed it, and pulled down In a plastic bag, with a wave of his hand, the body floated towards the freezer that was hung with a famous brand number, and he lay down firmly and was put into the freezer.

"Zac. Bayi ■ ■ Chinese? Chinese ★ Net. Ww.81zw.com ●" Danny's eyes passed through the floating corpses and saw the vampire standing on the stairs, covering his mouth and nose, "Need to be sorted out Okay. "He pointed to the documents on the workbench. Those corpses that should be actually recorded are still floating. They are all those who have left Barton on the official records and the whole family goes to pension.

Zac nodded and watched the floating body under Danny's control, and was pulled out of a path by the colored light before going down the stairs. He picked up the information on the workbench, "Mrs. Old Sharpe."

Danny pointed to the deepest freezer.

Zac twitched his lips. "Let Madison drag you away at night. It's no use putting it here."

Danny nodded, "What about these?" If these were still floating and could go directly into Madison's incinerator, he wouldn't have to sort them out, wouldn't it be easy.

No, Zac frowned and shook his head. His tone was a little helpless. "It might be his limit to let Maddison burn two. If there are too many, he might ask me to charge."

On how humble the boss Zack is ...

Danny pursed his lips. Don't ask anymore.

"Forget it, you don't need to sort it out. At night, just let Old Hank bury in Beiyuan." Anyway, it was prepared for the unknown.

"Old Hank willing to help?" Danny blinked. He seemed to forget what the old Hank was originally for.

"Let him recall his previous life." Zack smiled. After arranging things, turn around and leave.

Back on the ground, Zac's next destination is still in the basement. Do n’t forget, Grande also has a torto in learning-'General'.

Once again through the hole in the middle of the back porch, the hole already has the shape of a door. Austin has pushed their work efficiency to the limit.

Before Austin once again put together a flattering smiley face, Zach stretched a finger at him early. Not to mention.

Going down the stairwell, "General" didn't move at all. Zac pushed open the door and glanced at the "General" who was standing still in the mirror. By the way, there was a gray stuff in the mirror in front of him, gray Above the two dots are red.

Zac smiled and said, "It's a relief to see you working so hard."

The "General" shook, and the gray stuff in the mirror collapsed instantly, leaving nothing left.

"Ah!" "General" turned hostilely, staring at Zac, "You ruined it! I finally got a picture!"

"If that's your image ..." Zach smiled. "Then I'm really sad for your parents." Zach raised an eyebrow and lost his mind. "We never seem to discuss your family ..."

"Do you have something?" "General" turned around and continued to look in the mirror that reflected nothing, "Say something soon!"

Zac stood at the door and grinned at the corner of his mouth. Intimately don't continue to ask, "Come out with me, go to the office, I can guide you to face the sun. While dealing with ..." Zack shook his documents, "work."

"General" immediately abandoned the mirror, turned into a gray shadow, and appeared in front of Zac. The trail traversed by the gray shadow knocked over the debris. Obviously this new Toledo controls his soaring physical ability. Very bad.

Zakra stopped just now, the general with an unstable center of gravity, twitched his lips, "You still have a lot to learn, don't worry." Then patted "General" on the shoulder, turned and walked in front, "Follow I."

From the basement up, the space became brighter, and the ‘general’ was clinging behind Zac, and the skin of the whole body began to glow abnormally bright red. Yes, it is the kind of thing that is burned by high temperature, and it is in a state of being incombustible.

Zac couldn't help but want to stay away from the general, he didn't want to be a collateral loss. But the ‘general’ was sticking to Zac, and he was probably not so close to a man in his life.

When passing the back door of the stairwell, the ‘general’ pushed Zach to urge him. If someone opened a door at this time and the sunlight came in directly, the ‘general’ with poor control hung up. Anyway, Zach, who was next to him, couldn't escape. Perhaps, the narrow stairwell also disappeared, and then this happened to be the place where the entire Grand heavy structure center disappeared, Grand, too.

It's no exaggeration, it is defined as the punishment of transboundary creatures by the rules of the world. It is defined as the flame that ends life. Please do not compare it with ordinary fire.

Zac stopped suddenly, and he seemed to think of something suddenly. what is it then……

"General" pushed back impatiently, "What are you doing! Go!"

Zac's sudden thought, he hadn't figured out what it was, but he was stumped by the "general" behind him.

Zac stood up again, frowning at the "General", "You are too courageous." That sudden idea no longer knew where it was buried. Zac used education and was a little disappointed. The tone, "Do you know that before the thirteen clan was given the ability to move in the sun, all the vampires also survived, and some things that need to be done during the day, we will still do it."

"General" continued to push Zach forward, "Then they were burned during the day is unfortunate! I haven't learned this ability! This is different! I'm burnt to death now deserves to die!" He glanced at Zac's head , "The responsibility is on you, the teacher who didn't teach me!" "General" is so direct.

Zac shook his head and deliberately walked slowly on the stairs. "Aren't I going to teach you? Learn hard." Zac said what we seem to have heard, "Breathe, control your breathing." He added, "Look at you, even when there is no direct sunlight, it looks like it will explode. How bad is the control."

"General" 's bulged chest pressed against Zac's back. After two times, "General" gave up, "I can't breathe!" Of course, he is a vampire, and his breath is useless except to fill his lungs With the exception of gas, nothing can be achieved.

"Uh." Zach waved his hand. "Why don't people understand this is just an analogy! The instinct used to describe the body is alive. For vampires, we are the flow of blood!" Zach shook his head.

Remember that, Zac taught this to Ian as well. You can also tell everyone that Zac ’s ‘father’ taught him the same way. Zac is only copying his education.

But as a modern person, I knew from my birth that I breathed because of the air, and this kind of education method that was obviously unable to adapt to the times. The origin was Zac ’s “father”. There is such a thing as air ... Breath represents only the instinct of life. This statement is suitable for him, not for anyone now.

"Can you not metaphor!" "General" continued to push Zac, "It's about my life!"

"I saved, the life I gave." Zac raised his finger and stressed.

"General" gave a sigh and stopped talking.

When entering the office, there is no direct sunlight in the enclosed space, and the corresponding place in Yemen is not outside. The "General" looks much better and is at ease.

Zac smiled, and stood at the curtain behind the desk, without reminding, and opened a gap.

"What are you doing!" "General" jumped violently to the side in the middle of the office, huddled under the workbench, staring at the bright side that divided the office! The dust in the air fluttered gently in the broad light wall of the finger, and then in the eyes of the ‘general’ it was as terrifying as the inaccessible abyss!

"Props for your practice." Zac's face dangled casually on the smooth surface, and the summer afternoon sunshine was really bright.

Zac brought himself a drink and sat down on the seat. The smooth behind him cast his head exposed on the back of his chair, exactly in half in the middle, and then continued to divide the office space, "Controlled blood flow." Zac pointed to his left, the space where the "general" was hiding, and then to the right. "Your current task is to find a way to pass through safely."

Zac smiled at the 'general' under the table and said easily, "Simple, let's get started."

Zac opened the information and started calling Bishop's servants' relatives.

Zac is a bad teacher. (To be continued.)