Chapter 23: Barton's shit

The truck driving on Highway 27 is like a yellowish mobile excrement in the sun. Eight ▲ one ● ■ Chinese? ww.8１zw.com ● Please forgive me for using such a nasty description, because it fits the mood of people in the car now.
As soon as the blue smoke flew out of the cigarette butts between the white fingers, it was blown away by the air flowing from the car window. The vampire leaned back on the back of the chair, pursed his lips, and let the smoke that is harmful to ordinary people wander around in the body for a while.
The midday sun weakened the effect of feeding on the vampire. As soon as the bottle was put down, the feeling of drowsiness struck again. Although Zac brought enough snacks, he still had to take care of the werewolf's look and feel, and he needed to stimulate the dizziness with the stimulation of foreign objects.
Constantine also caused Zack's bad mood. The priest should be conscious. His active surrender to Crowley does not please Grande, otherwise he will not have a shameful expression when he sees Zac. But as he said, his actions are correct for the church and the church.
Zac doesn't care much about Constantine's secret. ‘Natural’ has always been like a fan, even in the Scriptures that have been revised countless times, there are some very strange descriptions in the deleted texts. The souls of ‘born’ angels and demons were originally saints around the Lord. After completing the miracles with the help of the human body, they returned to the Lord.
But the fact is that many of these souls, their lives are bland, and some even the religions of the faith are not holy bishops. For some strange reasons, they show their speciality after they belong to heaven and hell.
If Constantine can really give the soul such special characteristics, then in Crowley, Constantine will be safe. For a neighbor who respected him, he was safe, and Zac didn't care much.
Entering the North District, the truck turns to Bech Street and heads towards Massa Port. The old place to meet Anthony was there. This stems from what happened when the three men first came to the city of Barton.
From deserted to prosperous, to gray industrial style, Mike sat back, watching something suddenly say a statement. "We are back to the history of Button City and come to the source."
Zac turned his head and looked at the demon with a smile, he was right. The city of Barton started from Bache, which is connected to Massa Port.
The meeting point with Anthony is on the west side of Massa Port. If you add cat ears to the owl (Map of Barton), they are now on top of the left ear. Eight? ▼ One? Chinese ● Net. ww. 八 1zw.com?
People dressed as port workers sit idly by an open-air seafood restaurant. The comfort of the environment is much worse than that of Noel Beach, but it will not be affected by the rise and fall of Noel stalls with the seasons. As one of the few stores that can provide alcohol at the port, its business is booming all year round.
Zac soon saw Anthony sitting under the dirty cloth shed. His table was filled with food, but the food was not for Anthony himself. He hated seafood. These were for Benjamin. For a werewolf, Benjamin unexpectedly likes crabs. Maybe he thinks the sound of breaking the crab shell is fun.
"Uh." Anthony glanced at Mike. "Crowley's man?" Asked impatiently. He is extremely keen on this matter, and don't forget that Anthony has a quarter of Indian ancestry. Some talents flow in the blood.
"Yes." Zack smiled. Mike had extended his hand and introduced himself very politely.
Anthony grappled, pushing the plate in front of Benjamin in disgust, "I only have one hour to spend."
Zac's eyes crossed a few upright pliers. The cloth shed above his head was used to block the heavy tarpaulin of the goods, which effectively blocked the sunlight. The vampire's discomfort slightly eased, and the food was supplemented with the amount of a normal lunch. "So anxious? I haven't come in a long time. Can't you let me feel it?"
Anthony pouted, but still gave the vampire time to look around, uh, recalling the past.
The city of Barton is on the easternmost side of the Federation. Further east, it is the ocean. This means that when Zac and Benjamin followed Anthony to the city of Barton, as long as two non-humans hopped on the eastbound cruise ship, the Grand would no longer exist.
"Okay." Zack's memories are unusually short. Pushing a complete crab on the table in front of Mike with a strange face, encouraged, "You should try." Then Zac looked at Anthony with a smile. "First, I want to ask a question. Anthony, you have Know more about Barton? "
Anthony stared at Zac's eyes, his lips squeezed in thought, and sometimes relaxed. ◆ Eight ★? ★ One Chinese website. www.81zw.com? Zac does n’t think that Anthony is the mayor and does n’t know anything about Barton ’s middle school students, but because Anthony never shares things unrelated to his work with vampires, Zac really Don't know how much Anthony knew about Smith.
After thinking about it, Anthony looked away and said blankly: "Is it Smith's business, what is he going to do."
Anthony knew that there was no need for Zach to take care of the emotions of the head of a city.
"What do you want to hear about the aliens, it's only about the future of Barton City." Zach has always given the choice to Anthony, which is a friend's privilege.
Anthony sipped, "Both."
Zach raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Well, Smith and Crowley met. Of course, he didn't know Crowley's existence at all." Zac gave Anthony a sigh and continued, "Smith wanted I want farmers and land in the Southern District. As for why, I do n’t think I need to say it. "
Anthony's face went dark. It's no surprise that the mayor is more concerned about the city of Barton.
It can be seen that Anthony is angry, but he doesn't seem to be telling Zac why.
Zac shook his head helplessly, "Anthony, I have to know why, it will influence my decision."
Anthony's tone is not good. Zac is a citizen. There are certain boundaries that the mayor cannot cross. "What does this have to do with you!"
Zac did n’t mind Anthony ’s tone, thinking for a while,
I have two options, one will prevent Smith from turning Southern District into his private plantation, and will also guarantee the lives of most people in Southern District. Push to Quest.) For Grand, this is the right choice, but it also means that I will protect someone I do n’t like very much. "
Zac pouted and continued, "One will encourage Smith (to Yuri), and will affect Alice, she ..." Zac frowned and chose to skip, "I need advice, advice from friends and the mayor . "
Anthony fell into thought.
After a long time, "choose the second one."
Zac frowned. Again, "I need to know why."
"Some things you can't stop!" Anthony said, staring at Zac, and then looked at Mike. "You! Crowley knows everything! Is she thinking that I won't care?"
Mike never touched the crab in front of him, watching Anthony, who was angry at him, pursed his mouth and nodded.
Anthony shook his head with a sigh. "Tell you!" He seemed to give up. "The first one you said is Quest. His resistance is very ..." Anthony shook his head again. Stern is not worth it, "It's stupid!"
Zac felt uncomfortable for the first time, did Anthony mean that it was foolish to even take the Grand House? If this is the case, when Smith turned the Southern District into what he wanted and Grande ’s secret was exposed because of the Southern District ’s excessive attention, was it a smart decision for the vampire to slaughter the city?
Anthony looked at Zac's gathered eyebrows and sighed again, "What Smith is doing. Can't stop it."
"Why." The vampire asked again.
"Think carefully about Zac!" Anthony shook his head non-stop. "Do you think Smith dare to move the things he did underground to the ground, just because of his status in Button?"
Zac frowned, indeed, he thought so. Even if Smith planted prohibited plants in the Southern District, he can now be free from injury, but those in the Southern District are unlucky. Would a person with a secret be willing to live in a yard that would catch fire at any time? Zac doesn't want to.
"No!" Anthony stared at Zac. "Medical, medical treatment. Hemp!" It seemed that this new noun even made Anthony uncomfortable, "Have you heard of this thing? No! Good, soon, You can hear it everywhere! "
Anthony's mood is chaotic. I do n’t know if it ’s angry or sad. The mixed emotions make Zac unable to understand exactly what Anthony wants to say.
"WTF?"
"Humph." Anthony suddenly leaned on the short back with a look of abandonment, "What kind of thing? Are you familiar with Quinn? Why don't you ask? Why, play. meaning!"
"Quin?" Zac is now completely out of progress. "Anthony, I need to be specific."
"Specifically?" Anthony shook his head. "Okay." Anthony's hand crossed the table, one hand pressed against Zac's back neck, and the flat shirt was pressed against a pile of wreckage made by Benjamin. "Why do we Come to Button City? "
Zac frowned and looked at Anthony. This guy was impatient before, remembering the past, now he has to mention it?
"You want to come to Barton, Quinn is your comfort in the battlefield."
Zac said. The previous picture seems to be back in front of me. The young soldiers scrub the wounds while touching the waist subconsciously, confirming that in the most relaxed situation, they will not have the opportunity to resist. They pretended to be relaxed and said how they would behave after the war, and then fantasized about whether their home had changed.
What they talked about most was that in their 'home', there was a family named Quinn, who took care of the children who lost their loved ones and settled for the wounded soldiers. Quinn is the warmest thing they can think of on the icy battlefield.
"Humph." Anthony's face was right in front of Zach. Middle-aged Anthony could vaguely find the young look of the clenched rifle that used to be, "Queen of shit! The comfort of shit! Everything is profit, The interests of the gang of in the West End! "
Zac suddenly remembered that when he visited Quinn Manor for the first time, Mrs. Quinn said that she decided not to be low-key anymore. What did she do?
Zac's question was answered before it lasted long.
Mrs. Quinn set out to do something for the soldiers who left wounds and injuries on the battlefield, and began to implement legal medical ... everyone knows what that is. Of course, Mrs. Quinn ’s kindness once again captured everyone ’s heart, but for Mayor Patton, Anthony knew that this former soldier, he knew, this was just washing Smith.
Shit in the West End. (To be continued.)