The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

With James's breathless look, Zack had no obligation to help him out. Bayi Chinese ?? Wenwang ?? W≥W = W ≠. ≤8≥1≤Z≤≤W≥. Speaking of ≤C≤O ≠ M, if before, Zac wouldn't push James's emotions to this extreme dead end-Coulson, Darcy, Zac, James's emotions seemed to be involved The confetti of the dead end can only be turned in vain.

But now, James is not interested, huh, is there any object that can be honestly relieved of all the troubles ~ so it does not matter if Zach presses more. Just like a person who is keen on muscle training, a point on the muscle wall will increase the weight on the weight point, it is very simple.

Zac, nodded toward the two detectives, and pushed the file in front of him back, "Nice to meet you, goodbye." Leaving, ready to go to meet Bumi.

Going downstairs, listening to the sound of the office-Coulson forcibly took James who was going to chase Zac, shook his head with a smile, and ignored it. James couldn't catch up. Coulson was reasonable.

But as soon as he walked to the door, Zac raised an eyebrow.

Lyon is here, making a loud noise in the backyard.

"Yo! Madison! I'm not so kind ~ I knew I was coming with you!" Madison, who was facing the patio window in the living area, shouted, "I've gone around injustice! I still came back to Grand."

Madison ignored it and helped Ms. West to continue the visit. Zach, looking at Lyon's slightly diffused pupil, "Is there something wrong?"

"Ah!" Lyon jumped in front of Zac and touched Zac's shoulder with his finger instead of his self-styled enthusiasm that was explicitly forbidden. "I'm looking for you! It's a big round ~ Paising Port Massa, come back ~ "

Zac didn't ask much, "What are you doing with me?"

"I quit!" Lyon looked at the closed door of Benjamin's warehouse. "What's wrong there?"

"Resign? Does Madison know?" Looking at the direction of the new living area, Employee Baine's wife carried the baby basket, accompanied West and Madison down, and looked like they were chatting.

Zac listened a little bit. It was nothing more than a change in Grande ’s funeral home during this time. Bain ’s wife said sincerely how good Grande is to employees, and how much Ellen is bullying. Rand is untrue ... Of course, good words.

Zac didn't listen anymore, to Lyon, "Jessica told you to leave the mill?"

"Yeah ~" Lyon has always had a feeling of going to touch Zac. "I was reassigned ~ please write a recommendation for me ~ to my new 'boss' ~" The tone is also very strange, as if What can be implied.

"New 'Boss'." Zach just repeated Lyon's way of saying, "Is it better to let Madison write if it is recommended, do I need to come?"

"Oh, need ~" Lyon walked into the room. Now Zac didn't mean to enter the house. He raised his eyebrows and looked upstairs. The two detectives were still arguing fiercely. Lyon returned to the back porch with a smirk. "Do you need my help above? I'm very good at instigating the flames ~ I can bring out their worst looks ~ More intense ~"

"No." Zac smiled and waved his hand, and sat down on the bench. "Something to recommend, say it."

"Newton's angel Crowley ~" Lyon sat down next to Zac. "Newton needs a person to manage those souls that belong to **** ~"

Zac glanced at Lyon, "The fallen angels sent you over? Why aren't they higher-level demons?"

"How do I know ~" Lyon looked at Zac with a smile on his face, "Hehe ~ Our door to **** is in the hands of Mike's low-level demon ~ So, no one knows how our fallen angel leader assigns responsibilities ~"

"Congratulations?" Zack shrugged. "Is this a promotion, what do I need?"

"You wouldn't expect Angel Crowley to trust any demons, so I need the recommendation of people she trusts ~"

"You want a life-saving amulet." Zac laughed, already understood, "Oh, going to an angel city makes you nervous?"

"Must!" Lyon replied with a grin, correcting his sitting posture and patting his thighs together-a ball of black jumped on his legs, "I am not a big man, just humble, inferior, evil, It ’s just a devil. If you want to go alone to the honorable, great, and sacred city of angels, will you be elated ~ cookies, you called cookies right ~ small cookies ~~ "began to scratch the black cat's chin.

Zac glanced at the black cat who enjoyed scratching, and didn't comment on Lyon's possible comparison— "Biscuit, so random name." Zac would avoid it.

"Meow ~"

Shake your hand and look away, "Recommendation is not necessary, you can find them with the black witch, let them help you to talk to the angel."

"No." Actually refused, "Help me write something ~ whatever, describe my" role ", so that my new" boss "can fully understand what I am ~ lest I do it in her city She ca n’t accept anything, and it ’s not good to give me a trial ~ "

Zac laughed, "You're funny, huh, huh, are you still going to do something in Newton? Huh, let the people of that city take a breath."

"It's not fair ~" Lyon rubbed the black cat's stomach. "It's all demons from the present world. Although the demons of Newton are completely destroyed, they have at least enjoyed this world again ~ What about us? Poor me, I should n’t have followed the fallen angels ~ I ca n’t let go of the wind, and I have to tie my hands. It ’s not fair ... Aooo !! Pain! Bad cat! "

The sudden change of tone made Zac look at Lyon's hand, three blood stains. He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the black cat licking his paw. He didn't know what he was thinking. "Okay, I'll write a recommendation for you."

"Thanks." Lyon straightened his arms and picked up the black cat, and handed it to Ms. West who trot after hearing a cry. The laughter just now disappeared, and Lyon is now angry, "It scratches me! Bad cat! It should be punished! It is the master's job to teach pets not to hurt people!"

"Yes, I'm sorry!" West took it apologetically. "It must be hungry." As he said, the snack in his pocket was found out and fed to the punishable black cat.

Lyon put his lips on his shoulders, not too willing to cover his hands, "I hope you give it a vaccine! What if there is tetanus! You are responsible!"

Didn't Lyon say just now what he is good at? Probably now is to write "recommended" material for Zac.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Ms. West apologized eagerly. "No, it has a vaccine ... I'm sorry." Some people looked at Zac for help, "But, but the wound should be treated quickly to avoid infection. ... "

Zac was very cooperative. "Come upstairs, I have a medical kit." Not exactly. Lyon's hand, the wound of the devil's container, did not heal. At the same time, Zac has also felt that Lyon is using the power of the demon, but it has no effect.

"Are you sure ?!" Lyon is probably a little confused now, his eyes expressing, the black pupils are slightly diffused and contracted, and the feeling of primary and secondary is a little indistinguishable, "It hurts! It's like burning ..."

Everyone froze, Lyon fell to the ground like a puppet with a broken thread.

After a second, Lyon got up again, confused, ", Health ..."

Zach grabbed Lyon before everyone responded. "The most important thing now is to deal with the injury on your hand. You don't want to be infected, right." Going to the house.

Ms. West should have wanted to keep up, but, "Hey! Cookies! Don't run around ..." So, it's Madison.

Madison almost felt dizzy and his vision was shrouded in crimson. Fortunately, this red is not for him.

"Lyon was deported back to hell, and it was his container that woke up."

Crimson retreated from Madison's vision, "Don't stay, follow me, do you know the original life of Lyon container, tell me, before Lyon comes back, make up this poor man with 'his current life' ... "(To be continued.)