"Educating the next generation?" The man named Crowley curled his lips, "It seems that I chose a very interesting city."
He raised his stubby fingers, and his index finger and thumb came together, and you could see that the fat pads of his fingers were deformed under the squeeze. Snapped! The crisp sound of finger snaps echoed in the air, and the choir members were like ears of wheat harvested by a sickle, so soft around him that his fat body was exposed.
Crowley tugged at the white robe on his body, as if the large choir robe was a constraint on his body, and there was a hint of impatience in his eyes.
James' pupils slowly contracted because he wasn't sure what he was seeing.
Crowley tore the clothes, no, the outer covering.
The stubby legs crossed the body lying in front of him, Crowley's soles were burned in the dark red flames, the gray bandages were covered with burning sparks, and the white bare feet poked out from under the cracked and burned fat! The original stubby body seemed to be extending indefinitely, until the toes that attracted everyone's attention fell to the ground!
Yes, with his original fat and short body, how could this person, oh no, this devil, cross two rows of bodies!
The gray bandage wraps around the snow-white ankle and extends upwards. The bright red muscles and yellowish fat are swayed by the flames when they first appear until they disappear. The straight and smooth legs appear under the tattered bandages and continue to go on. superior.
The vampire had raised an eyebrow, but didn't urge him.
'Crowley' didn't seem to be very satisfied with his current posture. 'He' pressed his stubby hands on the outside of his thighs and made a lifting motion.
Tear--
'Crowley's' hind legs seemed to be lifted up like normal, and the other snow-white leg was exposed. Crackling sparks exploded in the torn muscles and fat, and dark red flames swept up from the delicate ankle!
'Crowley' finally stood with his feet in front of the choir. 'He' had his short hands clasped in front of his chest. His slender lower body and bloated upper body were separated by flying and striking dark red sparks. The devil always stirs up people's hearts with every move he makes!
The stubby fingers were clasped on 'his' shoulders. 'He' showed a smile and pulled his arms forward forcefully. A terrible tearing sound sounded from 'his' back, and dark red flames burst from 'his' back. "There was an explosion behind him, and a ray of gold floated away in the flames," Crowley closed his eyes.
Wow!
The flames swept through the demon, and in an instant, everyone felt the heat coming from the pavement! The next moment, the rotating flames stagnated, and black wings suddenly appeared in the center of the flames! It was as if the space had been pushed aside, and when the huge folded wings spread out, the flames were torn from the middle, pushed away, and disappeared into nothingness!
The long golden hair lifted up by the air flow slid down through the charming curves in the air, and fell onto the white shoulders. The curled silk just covered the astonishing bulge on the chest. The long eyelashes that make all women jealous tremble and open slightly.
There seems to be a hint of shyness in the blue eyes, and the faint green light seems to be avoiding the eyes of the four males in front. Even the huge wings behind him were trembling slightly and slowly contracting.
"Crowley." The vampire smiled and touched his chin, "Really?" The vampire recognized Crowley's appearance. This was the real 'surprise'.
The blue eyes were fully opened, and the Qiao lips were opened, like the sound of nature, "Zach."
Zach smiled and shook his head, bowed slightly and saluted, "Is this the way you want to talk to me? In the past glory, please allow me to use a sad expression." Now that the real owner has appeared, then The contest begins.
Crowley's slender fingers crossed the silk on her forehead, and the only thing on her chest that was covered by gold was dangerously stirring the hearts of others.
"The mayor of Barton City is here, isn't he?" The voice sounded like the sounds of nature, "As a guest, I need a good impression."
Zach's eyes moved slightly sideways, watching the two human expressions. Anthony was okay, sitting there seriously like a real master, motionless, worthy of being a vampire's friend, at least there was no change on the surface. As for James, his flushed cheeks and heavy breath betrayed that he was just a young and energetic young man.
Benjamin patted James with his generous palm, Zach shook his head, and continued to face Crowley, who was once a man of honor and favor, but is now just a fallen person, "You are wrong, your first impression is already very bad. I can’t speak for the mayor, but I can speak for myself, and when my eyes burned, I was very angry.”
Crowley covered her mouth with a smile in her voice, "It was just an accident. The scene of hell should not be remembered by the world. I didn't think you would want to pry."
Zach smiled and nodded, seeming to accept the answer, "So, you did send those two people back?"
Crowley seemed confused as to why Zach would ask these things. Zach looked at the beautiful demon and pointed at James, "I will explain the truth to the police detective in Barton City, please cooperate."
James held his gun in one hand and clasped the back of Anthony's chair with the other. He really didn't know how to face all this now.
Crowley frowned. No one would think that a demon would reveal his body casually just to impress a human mayor, right? !
"Toledo, you're not kidding." She used Zach's real surname. After all, there are only so many vampires that can walk in the sun, and every ethnic group with a surname in the Secret Alliance has very distinctive characteristics. Gram's identity is not difficult to determine.
She continued, "Do you really regard Barton as a human being and your master?"
Zach smiled and raised his eyebrows, as if Crowley asked a very ridiculous question, "Master? You don't need to think about me with your narrow thinking. As a citizen of Barton, during the mayoral election, the person in front of you is The person I chose to run this city."
Someone chosen to run the city? Crowley's eyes looked at Anthony. Zach didn't want to give her too much time to observe, so he waved his hand, "Answer my question."
Crowley's eyes returned to the vampire, "Yes, the first thing to do when coming to Barton is to get to know this city. I need to know who I should maintain a good relationship with. To my surprise, in Barton City, it seems that Just the Grande House.”
"I take this as a compliment." Zach tilted his head and continued to give orders to the guests as a host, "Now, you can explain why you want to drag them to hell."
"This is just a silly misunderstanding." Crowley pushed the gold in front of her, her huge wings flapped and closed, and the black satin seamlessly alternated with the raised head and surrounded her chest, "Those low Intelligent dogs think they know why the gates of hell are open."
Crowley pointed her finger at somewhere in the room, and a chair was ordered to fly this way. The demon seemed tired of standing and wanted to sit down.
Wow!
The wooden chair that flew here was torn into pieces. The vampire pushed away the scattered wood chips in the air and said with a cold face, "Who allowed you to sit down?"