Records of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Two days for Zac to hang out, what Lut Luxembra said. But in fact, this is time for Zach to deal with the funeral business. You still remember Zach’s name in the west this time, the funeral industry exchange. So, during dinner time, Zach is a socialite.

Prepare the business card of Grand Funeral Home, one year of experience in privatization of the funeral industry, and bring Dell.

The meeting place is a nightclub. Zach has no idea why he would talk about things in this place. However, as the mayor, he arranged exchange meetings for his own city development. ‘Foreign businessmen’, there is nothing to say.

On the list that Zac got, there are four funeral home owners in Vijay who will come. Zach is not going to remember the name, and he is lying on the guardrail from the VIP seat on the second floor of the nightclub. Look up at the crowd surging below.

“I don’t think this is a, uh, ordinary nightclub…” Dell felt uncomfortable from the moment he entered.

“Really.” Zach didn’t feel anything special. He glanced at the two men who were attracted by the waiter. One looked like a tough guy, and the other looked a bit feminine and neutral. frowned, “Perhaps it’s really unusual.” The two brought men sat on the sofa, looked at Zac, unbuttoned their own shirts, took off, turned their heads sideways, revealing a row of their necks Row…tooth marks.

Zac glanced at the waiter who was about to leave, “What’s this?”

“This is a gift from the Boss to the noble Mr. Toledo, yours.” The waiter was pretty good. Polite.

Zac glanced at his two gifts again, and then at Dell, whose face had begun to turn pale, to the waiter, “I am here to meet the 4 funeral owners in this city. “

Zac is too naive-he thinks the funeral owner of Vijay is a human being.

“Oh, they are ghouls. It doesn’t matter if Mr. Toledo doesn’t go downstairs and use these two gifts.”

“Of course.” Zach shook the head, Waved his hand for the waiter to leave.

As soon as the waiter got down, Dale sticks to Zac’s side, lowering his voice, “Is this… all vampires…”

Fortunately, Zach is a vampire, otherwise In this noisy nightclub environment, no one could hear Dell muttering, “No.” Zac shook his head. He knew that Dell was worried that he would say something offensive to the vampire, “DJ is a… 34 De Giovanni .” Zach pouted, uh, Nick. Without partiality, Zach pointed in the direction for Dell to see, “The bodyguard over there is the seventh generation Zmich. In the end, the cleaning lady is Cappadocia. There are two twelve generation Resenbras on the dance floor. Now.”

This did not relax Dells body a bit, “Well, the waiter… is it a human?”

“Yes.”

“One Humans sent you two humans… as gifts…” Dale looked at the two necks sideways, waiting for Zacs gift at any time, taking a deep breath, and forcibly staying sane. “So in the west, or at least this City, I know, there are many human beings who know the existence of alien races…”

Zach is still satisfied with Dells rational judgment of the situation, but this judgment is obviously wrong. Not to the point where I can use it on the dance floor below.”

Dell shut up. This is probably like the feeling of a primary school student entering university. The knowledge that I just knew is no more than a staircase away from common sense here…you can understand it.

Zuck can also say anything to help Dell transition, but, “You’re good, I didn’t find anything special here at first.”

Dale’s cheeks twitched. For a moment, there was no response-he thought that the reason why this nightclub was unusual was completely unrelated to this.

“Wes?” Zach didn’t mean to touch his gift, but continued to watch the people dancing below the guardrail. Zac hasn’t been in such an occasion for a long time, and he is not suitable. It is too ugly to let him writhe on the dance floor with a group of’demons and ghosts’ below. So Zach just kept watching with tolerance until, “Is that Wes.” Zach pointed to the direction of the bar.

Maybe it’s just that the name of’Wes’ still has the meaning of a’model candidate’ for Dell. Dell glanced in the direction of Zach, “Where?” Under the psychedelic nightclub lights , Dell impossible. Those crowded people can see anyone clearly.

Zach saw clearly, “It’s Wes.” After speaking, he looked astonished and patted Dale, “There is no woman here!” He was happy with hindsight.” What you want to say is that there are all men here!”

Dale’s cheek twitched again, “Why are you so happy? I thought Louise Young Lady was your girlfriend.”

“I’m happy because I know why Root arranged such a place~” Zach’s happiness turned into a subtle smile, not kind, no longer lying on the guardrail-because if Wes saw it Here, after seeing Zac, he will definitely find a way to come up!

Sitting between the two gifts, Zach looked at the feminine one, pursed his mouth, looked towards the tough guy, “How long have you been doing this, um, business?”

The tough guy was shy, and the feminine guy opened his mouth, “It’s been a while.” In a very plain tone.

Zac can only look back at the feminine guy, and point to the other persons neck, “These wounds have not healed, will it cause any trouble?”

“Not now Yes.” As it should be by rights, “Everyone wears scarves in winter.”

“Oh.” Zach was just killing time, “You know the central part, at least once the central part, Vampires never leave wounds on human bodies. Vampires will heal their food.”

“Really?” The tough guy seemed to decide to join the conversation, “This is great, at least my mother. I dont think my boyfriend is an animal or has any quirks.”

Zac raised his eyebrows and decided to continue talking to the feminine guy. “In fact, vampires should have this habit. Im new here, is this the western customs? Leave a wound?”

The feminine guy looked at Zac, “You are Torrido, just now the waiter asked you to Mr. Rydow.”

“I am.”

“Oh. I understand, you must be a fan of that goth band, you were converted in the middle, and then he Disappear, leaving you little things knowing nothing. When you hear something in the middle, you think you are a qualified vampire.”

Zac decided to look at this feminine guy again. It was the self-confidence and contempt of self-judgment in the other party’s tone… For the first time in Zach’s life, he was treated like this.

“You know that.” Zach adjusted his posture, “Gothic Band.” Eli’s band.

The feminine guy rolled the eyes, “I survived one of his parties, what do you say.” Then he looked at Zac with a mocking look, “Of course, it’s not like you Survive.”

In this increasingly interesting conversation with his gift, Zach learned two things.

First, Torrido has a long way to go to rectify his name in the west. Second, this feminine guy is twisted. At least Zach didn’t understand at all, why a human who survived the blood banquet of vampires would do this kind of, uh,’business’. This makes no sense.

“Do you have any opinion on Torrido.” Zach turned to the tough guy, just because he felt that the feminine guy’s thinking had no reference to him.

“Me?” The tough guy has that shyness again, “To be honest, I don’t know, I’m lucky, I haven’t met. But I heard about them…Oh sorry! Sorry, I’m not talking about you, but, but I heard that you are a bit difficult to serve, and people often die.” I didn’t finish saying this, but there was a long pause, “and then become, you.” Seeing Zach seems to be thinking, the tough guy makes up One sentence, “But I like your music, even though my mother said it was too noisy.”

Zac automatically filtered the next sentence. To sum up, it is that Eli, with the reputation of Torrido, created the impression in the west that Zach was the most intolerable two things as a vampire-overeating and overwhelming inheritance.

“Would you like to drink us?” The feminine guy became impatient, “I turned off a Luxembra appointment. You better make this work worthwhile.”

Zac has some…don’t know what to say, “What about you?”

“I have nothing to do, I will be yours tonight.” The other one has a service. What the industry should be. Hey, Zach hoped he didn’t.

“The Boss here has already paid you.” This is a gift, and Zach will of course think that he does not need to pay.

“He paid, but you didn’t!” The feminine guy pulled his neck, confusing absolutely, “Business is business! You vampires spend money to buy our blood, we also Spend money on your blood! Let us all keep the principles! I dont want to obscure anything!”

“You can pay and buy vampire blood.” Zach repeated what he felt should be repeated . It’s not that Dora once forced the status quo to sell vampire blood to vampires. It’s human, buy, vampire blood.

Gold your eyes, as it should be by rights, which makes Zach infinitely confused and confident, “Da! I said, its winter! I dont want to wear a turtleneck sweater in the spring, let me I definitely dont want to go out in the summer! I need vampire blood! Then when I dont want me to buy your blood, I cant get the goods I want to buy if I say a few words to you! Staring at Zac, So novice! No! Talk again, and then take what you should take! I still have a life to live, I am not in the mood to be your life mentor here!”

So… this is what this twisted human thinks he is doing What’s the matter, be Zachs life mentor…

Before Dell couldnt hold back his words, Zach raised his hand to stop, Dont talk, Im as confused as you. Then he looked at him. The feminine man who was about to forcibly ride on himself, “If you insist.” Zach put on the thimble and pressed the opponent’s neck.

red, constantly filling the holes in the thimble.

Zach was interesting enough, he didn’t make a scene in front of Dell that he couldn’t accept too much.

It is a feminine man. His vision is obviously impossible to see what happened on his neck, but the feeling of blood loss is very obvious. His expression starts to trance and he does not forget to mumble, “This is a novelty. ……”

Zach looked back at the tough guy, “Should I leave him with the ability to go home on his own? Or go directly to the limits of human function?” Zach really needs to know , The situation has reached the point of forcing Zac to follow the customs, right?

“Don’t let him die.” The tough guy, uh, shyly, “We were paid a lot of money.”

Zac pursed his mouth, a little full. But go ahead, Zach feels that if he stops and this feminine man has the strength to speak, he will be scolded.

Dell finally couldnt hold it back anymore, “How much?! Sold until’Just dont die’!”

“4 thousand 2.” The tough guy suddenly became less shy and looked at Dell, “The market price is actually only 4,000, but the Boss here says it makes you satisfied.” Then stood up and walked towards Dell, “You can start at any time, I am much stronger than him, so you should be very satisfied…”

Dale almost fell off the sofa when the tough guy approached, “You, what are you doing?!*! Stay away from me! I am a human!”

The tough guy was taken aback for a while , And then, shy, shy again, “Sorry, I thought you were all…” Honestly returned to his position and continued to sit down.

Zacs thimbles hand is still on the conscious feminine mans neck, “You cant tell who is a vampire and who is a human?”

“Holy Lord Ah!” The feminine man, to Zach, “Did you use this novel way of sucking blood to free your mouth to speak?”

Zach didnt want to respond, “You cant tell who is Your customers?”

“Why do you want to divide?” It still tastes the same as it should be by rights, “Whoever pays, yes! It’s just that we were sent this time, who knows What are you guys!” Affirmed like a fan, “but it makes sense. You are Torrido, huh, I want to feed you two more…”

Zac… _m fed up, a finger twisted around this feminine mans neck, watching the tough guy when this guy crooked into the sofa, “This is the case, vampires use paid humans in their own way.” /p>

Tough guys dont seem to worry about whether their colleagues are still alive. Its quite common. The service industry ethics is very comforting. No one has his own hobbies. Isn’t it?” He also smiled at Zach.

Zac avoided this smile, “I’m full.” I don’t want to explain, the stigma created by Eli, impossible to change overnight, so, what anxious, “As you see, there is only I am a vampire, and my companion is a human. So if you go to explain the situation to the boss here, he should be able to understand that he has overpaid you. If he really wants to satisfy my customer, he shouldnt force me. Right? This is clear enough.

The tough guy was stunned for a while, “So…you want to return me?”

“Yes!” Dell rushed to answer, “Then move your… colleague Go!”

“But I really have nothing else to do tonight…” The tough guy seemed to be a little frustrated. Everyone knows, the returned merchandise, “My boyfriend went to serve…”

“This way!” Zach wants to make arrangements before Dell goes crazy. “Did you see the person below?” Zach took the guy with the opposite heart and appearance, walked to the guardrail, and pointed down A certain head on the dance floor said, “He is Wes, a retired soldier.”

The tough guy blinked, not knowing what Zach was going to say.

“I bet he knows many people like them…” Zach glanced at the tough guy with a little aura expression, “The living conditions of people like you in the army. You You know, your boyfriend cant tell about this kind of thing. Why dont you get to know this Weiss, or even make friends. Learn about the problems your boyfriend is facing, and then, you know, be a good one Love.”

“Okay.” The tough guy smiled, hey, it seems inevitable and shy, “Thank you for the suggestion, I will get to know him.”