Chapter 2: Hesitation

Anthony leaned back on his chair helplessly, "Zac! You have to be flexible! Not everyone needs to be buried! You can use cremation!"
The vampire's eyes instantly turned red! cremation? Do you know why there were guillotine and fire in the Middle Ages? Because this was the only way humans knew at that time that they could kill vampires! Vampires, like all non-humans, are afraid of flames. ● August 1 ▼ Chinese ★ Text ◆ www.8１zw.com ★
And cremation is also the reason why Zac's funeral industry is now compressed. This 'trend' that has suddenly emerged in recent years makes people think that dead people do not need to occupy land anymore! Even the coffin is unnecessary. A small metal can is a place for people to live!
Zac rejects this emerging term from his heart. He thinks his employees will not accept it, especially Alice, she is a mourning banshee-the black witch, and there are no fewer witches than vampires on the stake!
Zac frowned, and the redness of his eyes gradually faded, holding the document hand and wrinkling the paper. He knew that this was indeed the only thing Anthony could do.
"What about the other funeral industry?" Zack asked. This document is a notice to privatize all the funeral industry. Yes, there are still ‘brave’ humans competing with vampires in the city of Barton, and the ignorant are fearless, that ’s what it means.
"Allen, Ford ... the funeral home is like this, you want to survive in the human society. Eight? One? Chinese ▲? Web www.81zw.com ■" Anthony looked at Zac and sighed, "This is The only way to go, a year later, the mayor re-elects, I will not stay in this position forever! "
Zac folded the file, put it in his pocket, and looked at Anthony: "I saved you on the battlefield, you gave me the idea, but now I want to keep my own choice." It seems that the vampire finally realized humanity Life is not suitable for you, you have to choose to face your own nature ... No wonder, he just hesitated.
The door knocked and Anthony responded. The door was pushed open. The beautiful Gina leaned forward and pressed it against the eaves. The third button of the jacket was pulled. Anthony's attention was difficult to divert from her female secretary. , Looking at the incoming soldiers.
"Mayor!" The soldier reported quickly after the ceremony: "Senator is still waiting!"
Anthony nodded, signaling the soldiers to go out first.
Today there was a dinner for two senators from Massachusetts, where Barton City is located, also for the affairs of the privatization of the funeral industry that was originally managed by the government. After dinner, Anthony came back to dress up and bring her female companion, Gina, and continue to attend the party.
When the soldiers left, Anthony gestured to Gina. The female secretary nodded and closed the door again. For today, she specially tailored her new evening dress.
Zac noticed the soldier with a gun in his waist, which was very unusual. August 1 ■ Chinese Network. www.81zw.com? After the war, this kind of weapon with great killing ability was forbidden to wear at will. Even for the protection of senators, it was a very strange act to bring a gun into the city hall for such a name.
"Is the security bad now?" Zack asked Anthony who had walked aside and undressed.
Anthony looked at the phone on his desk. "It's not a problem with the line. Communication in Barton City has been interrupted for almost a week. I haven't found where the line is broken. Senators are guys who want to run for governorship. They value their lives very much. "
Zac shook his head. His ancient thinking was still unable to adapt to the current politics of human society. But he still reminded Anthony before leaving: "Remember to protect yourself."
Anthony hummed, pinned a small revolver to his side under Zac's watch, Zac's eyes narrowed slightly in the silver reflection, the silver gun body and bullets, and It is a deadly weapon against vampires.
Zac smiled with satisfaction, opened the door, and left the mayor's office.
It would be ridiculous if Anthony could become Zucker ’s umbrella for the vampire and only let Zack receive the funds allocated by the city government every month! Anthony is the barrier between Zac and the outside vampire family. To be more specific, the barrier of the vampire ancestor family! Our vampire protagonist has a very old surname!
After leaving the city hall, the slight rain still did not stop, the buildings across the street were brightly lit, and the roads were full of vehicles. The members of the upper class community of Barton City would not give up this opportunity to be able to meet with the future governor.
Zac lowered the brim, put his hands in the coat pockets, and walked to the south. It was now eight o'clock in the evening, and the bus in Barton City was shut down when the sun was setting. Zac wanted to use his vampire's degree to turn into a fuzzy shadow. But here is near the city hall. The bright lights do not allow him to do this. Our protagonist is a vampire who wants to integrate into human society. Do n’t forget this. He wants to hide his identity as a natural life ...
Dampness and coldness are not the feelings that vampires like. Vampires are also constant temperature ‘creatures’, but the temperature is much lower than when they were humans, so coldness for ordinary people is normal temperature for vampires. Normal temperature means no sensation. Vampires don't like the environment where they don't feel, which makes them dull, at least Zack doesn't like it.
So after walking two streets, he hid in a grocery store selling tobacco, coffee and some small things.
The shopkeeper looked at this man in black formal wear, but his skin was extremely fair, with an expressionless finger on the shelf behind him, where umbrellas of different styles hung.
Zac shook his head and pointed to the container behind the shopkeeper. "A pack of cigarettes."
The owner turned around and smoked a pack of ten-dollar (currency) cigarettes. Zac immediately shook his head: "No, no more than four-and-a-half cigarettes, thank you."
The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and pulled out a pack of cigarettes again, and Zac handed the shopkeeper a ten-dollar bill. The shopkeeper opened the drawer and retrieved more than five years. Zac still stretched out his hand in front of the shopkeeper, and the vampire reminded him, what about Wu Mao?
The shopkeeper was still, staring at our vampire.
Zac gave up and withdrew his hand and pulled out a newspaper today at the counter. This Barton Daily is worth fifty cents.
In this way, in the contemptuous eyes of the shopkeeper, the vampire Zack waited until the rain stopped. It was a sparse spring rain. The night sky soon cleared, and a full moon appeared in the sky.
Zac walked out of the grocery store. He had to rush back today. If Benjamin did n’t deliver clothes tomorrow morning, the werewolf might not speak to Zac for half a month!
For vampires, if a werewolf looks at you and does not speak, instinctively, the vampire will only think it is because of one thing, he is judging, you are not good.
There was a slight hum. Zach looked at the corner of the street. A woman was sitting leaning against the street lamp, with heavy makeup, exposed dress, and the curse of the man from the bar next door. Zach ’s light green eyes are a bit red, do n’t forget, Zac is a hungry vampire, and ‘food’ seems to have lost his mind by alcohol.