Chapter 2: Grande's lunch

Lola was wrong, and she expected that Blake would be able to leave Grande in one morning, and she was not born. Bayi? ▲? Chinese ▲ Wen Wang www.81ｚw.com? This girl underestimated the special life experience of an old man. Blake, who is very easy to get close to, sat at Grande's table, thanking Alice for his hospitality, and anxiously solving the food on the plate. He wanted to solve the lunch quickly, so he could continue with Old Hank. communicate with.
Looking at the two people's occasionally staggered eyes on the dining table, it seems as if this old and young belong to a secret organization, which makes people curious.
Zac picked up the plate and smiled slightly at the dining table. "Sorry, I still have something to do." This is Zac's usual excuse, but anyone who knows Grande a little knows that this Grand master There is simply nothing to deal with.
Great Dane Kim silently followed Zac, and the two guys entered the office.
Blake didn't care about Zac's early departure. In fact, the charming habit of this charming man, he had long known from Lola, he was grateful for Zac's natural performance. But Blake was a little curious about Danny. Firefly who didn't even know Lola. .
Thinking of this, Blake remembered that he was still carrying Lola's task.
"Alice." Blake looked at the quiet girl, "Lola failed to come this weekend because of school activities. She asked me to tell you."
The banshee's face was delighted, and she was always struggling with this thing under the apparently quiet appearance. Blake smiled, and Lola was lucky to find such a friend and a group of friendly people in a strange way.
But Blake ’s task did n’t end. His eyes looked at the two men who were eating, Benjamin and Matthew. . The two most popular groups in the school unite and are most needed by younger students like Lola. "
Benjamin didn't seem to hear it. ◆ Eight ● One ?? Chinese website www.81zw.com ★ Matthew and Alice were curious and asked, "Why?"
Blake scratched his head, he realized. One is Matthew, who has little experience in high school life, and the other is Alice, who has no concept of school at all. He chose a very bad angle to cut into the topic.
Blake waved his hand, and a very mature smile appeared on the young face. Don't forget that this is a young man who has stepped into the political circle (Newton City), he may be on vacation. He took off his formal suit, tie and leather shoes, and put on a common hood jacket, but still, he is a proud descendant of Stone.
"Haha, it's a typical high school status consolidation, there is nothing to say." Blake smiled and quickly changed direction. "However, it can promote several high school couples. This is what this group of guys want."
"Oh." Matthew and Alice didn't know if they understood. Nodded anyway and continued to deal with food.
Blake sighed in his heart. His first judgment was not wrong. As a friend of Lola, he sincerely began to hope that Lola would meet a good guy in the friendship and be able to put aside the worries of this teenager.
"Speaking of teenagers!" Old Hank said suddenly, with a loud voice that could not be ignored, with inexplicable disdain in his eyes, "I still remember a guy named Raymond! A sinister thin man ..."
No one wants to know the story of Old Hank's youth, let us return to the vampire.
Crowley played with her gold leisurely. White and slender fingers wrapped a strand of hair in a circle and pulled it in front of his eyes, as if casually saying, "What do you think of my shortness?"
Jin lay on the workbench. Unfocused eyes looked at the demon sitting at the desk, crackling in his mouth.
Zac grinned and shook his head, "If you want to create a certain image, I can only say that short is very good. Eight ■ one? Chinese ●? Net www.81zw.com ■"
Crowley is already a man's formal attire, now thinking about being short again. Zac ’s meaning is obvious.
Crowley raised a narrow eyebrow under her smooth forehead. "Can this blame me? You have made it very clear that the shape cannot affect the thinking of any of you, you, Anthony." Crowley pouted, seeming to regret it. Mushi. Why do you want to keep that form for you to read jokes? "
Zac raised his eyebrows clearly. "Oh, that's what it is. The formal dress is to show a strong position of power. Does it appear as a representation and enough attention?"
"Do you understand now?" Crowley shook her head. Obviously she was disappointed. The influence of the devil's identity was too great. She had no effect on the appearance of the decoration. Instead, she went completely on a strange road ...
This bad luck is only born in Barton City. Wherever there is a demon who has been seen through!
Zac shook the lunch in his hand, "Okay Crowley." The vampire looked at the demon across the table and fiddled with his head. "Why are you here?"
"Can't you guess?" Crowley shrugged off the length of her hand impatiently, sitting upright, and the buttons on her chest's shirt tightened by the movement. Her appearance is not useless at all. Occasionally, she can create some distractions.
"I'm very upset." Crowley looked through the transparent and blood-red glass wall divided up and down into the vampire's eyes. "Why would you let that lady West go."
Zac put down his glass, with a sincere look on his face, "What do you want me to do? Kill her?"
Crowley didn't want to argue with the vampire who always admired her legal citizenship. She frowned, "At least, you should stop her writing." Slender fingers draw circles on the desk, "I don't think I need to I remind you how threatening these people are. "
A woman who can manipulate real events with words, and she has no idea of ​​her abilities. This is enough to make her the most terrible person in the world.
"Relax, Crowley." Zach smiled and waved his hand. "To say threats, we are all threats, each other, or humans. But are we not sitting together in a friendly chat now, and Anthony did not burn Me, you are also free to act in Barton City. Let us face this matter in a peaceful way. I let Madison watch her closely, which is enough. "Zack blinked.
Crowley is still staring at Zac, flinching? No, she didn't really want to persuade the vampire, nor was she really dissatisfied with the vampire's treatment, but was tempting. The content of the temptation is whether the vampire has any plans to monopolize such a ‘horrible’ woman.
Madison watching each other? This meant that Lyon, who was tired of Madison, also looked at her. When Grande and the demon's men were monitoring the woman who knew nothing about it, their leader naturally had to carry out some communication. The most important point is to correct your point of view. The woman is a threat. None of us want to touch it, and we hope that the threat will disappear.
Only in Crowley's view, Grande has an advantage, and the aura of Patton's "model citizen" gives Zach a reason not to let this woman suffer misfortune. God knows this is not a fortune that Grande left to use the woman in the future.
"Okay." Crowley looked at it for a long time and saw nothing in the vampire's smiling face like a mask. "Let me reiterate that we are a friendly relationship."
Zac nodded with a smile, of course he knew what Crowley was thinking. But Zac doesn't say clearly that he only has a good opinion of this lady, Sheila West, and decides not to affect her life. He needs Crowley to feel a little crisis. As for the question that the demon surveillance is more effective than Grande, Zack doesn't care. If Crowley dares to use Sheila, Grande will make the demons regret it.
"How about Seth?" Zac changed the subject.
Crowley looked sideways, "That 'general' didn't let go completely, found someone to move around, and will be out soon."
The story without words continued, and reality began to control the direction. Wells' death was indirectly caused by the beatings of the three people, and their confession is still there. This is an irreparable fact. Wrong, it was recovered by the ‘general’. There are lawyers among the people in the bar party, do n’t forget these.
The story that Sheila West constructed, the waves that were stirred up were only completely smoothed at this time. Unpleasant.
Zac waved his hands, believing that he could hear the details at the party tonight, without Crowley saying, "I mean Seth, I hope you have been able to communicate without any problems."
Crowley snorted.
This matter was very strange. Seth was in trouble. Crowley did not solve it, but told Zac. Zac needs to go to the prison to see Seth in person if he wants to know the details. For the demon with convenient communication, it can only show that there are still some problems between Seth and Crowley, and the two refuse to communicate properly.
Zac pouted, too lazy to control, and just wanted to curve out Crowley's arrangement for Constantine, only to give up. The reason for this idea is that when Zac went to the prison to pull the body during the heavy rain on Thursday, the priest in the current church still has Constantine as the priest. Crowley did not let her own care for this fixed source cultivation place. , Making him a little curious.
The Great Dane has cleaned the food on the plate, and rarely rushed his nose at Crowley. Obviously, he was still a little unhappy about Mike's previous violation. Limbs kicked off the workbench, and Kim's departure was calling Alice to clean up.
Zac stood up, "You can go, we still have guests."
Crowley's eyes swept through the side door, and she certainly knew that Blake Stone was here, and the vampire's efforts to establish contact with the Westside people disdain her. Leaning on the delicate lips, the light and shadow were scattered around her by unknown things. The sound of the airflow being pushed and squeezed sounded, but in an instant, the beautiful demon disappeared into the air.
Zac bypassed the desk and the phone rang. (To be continued.)