The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 1647: 5 Success?

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On the morning of the new day, Zach regretted telling Roy that all the ancestors were now complete vampires - this guy pestered Zach all night, asking questions about the ancestors.

"Why do you have so many problems? When Mokawi appeared, you didn't have so many problems, either?" Zach meant that the information that Mokawi was a perfect body had long been announced, and when Soul Expansion first appeared, Allen Funeral reported the information that Mokavi could eliminate soul fragments to the Sabbat, but the Sabbat didn't care much about this kind of thing.

"Mokavi is Mokavi! The ancestor of the clan is the ancestor of the clan!"

Well, it seems that except for Zach, all vampires do not count Mokavi in their common sense.

"Don't ask me anymore, ask your father, ask Bob."

"I am definitely my father (Bob)'s least favorite son! I still have this consciousness!" Roy probably realized that Zach was going to change the topic to the Zmich brothers and the father-son relationship, and then asked Roy Autistic. Roy was smart once, "Don't change the subject! The vampire's complete soul! You said there is no more! The vampire's body has become the passage to purgatory. You said 'Colt' is the proof! Now! Who will prove it' The creatures Colt killed are in purgatory? Do you have any conclusive evidence to prove this?!" He also added, "Except for the fact that black witches cannot see death! I don't believe in any witchcraft belief systems. thing!"

"If you don't stop pestering me, I can use you as evidence. What do you think?"

"How can I make evidence??" Silly Roy.

"I can give you a shot." Zach replied seriously.

Roy was stunned for a moment. It turned out that he was not stupid. He was sincerely discussing this issue with Zach. "What if you send me to purgatory? I can't come back! I can't come back to you. I told you in front of you that it was purgatory, and then there was no point in me becoming evidence! Didn’t you understand what I was saying? Evidence, evidence! Do you know what evidence means?”

Lord, why should such a person live forever? Rather than like this, Zach felt a little nostalgic for Roy Zmich, who once held a high position in the Sabbat and would attack whenever he disagreed. Humph, at least he still has a little bit of the self-esteem of a high-ranking person. Now he is a completely annoying dilettante, and too many things make him lose control of his emotions.

In fact, Roy can't be blamed for this. You can understand it if you think about it this way—

We know exactly how different Barton is from the Sabbat under Zack's 'leadership'. Roy Zmich was a man who had lost everything in the Sabbat and was forced to adapt to the Barton he didn't understand at all. Even though he is half-hearted, he is already strong enough in his heart.

Look at Hamilton, he has already given up under the blow. At least Roy is still trying to learn and understand everything around Zach... maybe he hasn't given up on himself yet, who knows.

"I have no evidence. But when the ancestors, Papa Midnight, and Black Cat all told me this, I realized that this is not something I should doubt." Zach also answered seriously, "I suggest you and Like me, don’t doubt what these beings tell you.”

This discussion is finally over.

Zach made it to today's schedule smoothly. First, Sires came to work, as Zach predicted yesterday, bringing information about the meeting between Alpha Revanch and Allen's funeral vampire.

"Rivench gave Hamilton information about werewolves in several central cities near the west." Sires said this in a strange tone. It may be due to the content, or it may be the reason why Zach allowed Roy to listen. "What Rui Wenqi conveys is Papa Midnight's hope. Papa Midnight hopes that the Sabbat can come forward to capture the werewolves in these cities."

"What happened to Hamilton?"

"Hamilton didn't reply, and we have to wait for the decision from the Sabbat." Sires pursed his lips, "And... the Sabbat felt that the matter was related to werewolves, and asked Allen Funeral to provide blood information." We know that the Sabbat The banquet transmits important information in the blood, ensuring the authenticity of all the information in Lesembula's hands. Sires's face was not good, "No one in Allen's funeral is willing to use their own blood to make this message..." The reason is not good, "In the end, Mr. Allen asked his son Chris to talk to Ravenci, and then smoked The blood was collected and sent out."

The two people who listened to Siris's story had different reactions, Zach's first.

"Chris?" Zach frowned, "What does Alan think? How could a teenager be involved in such a thing."

Roy's reaction was, "No one wants to send their blood back to the Sabbat??" Looking at Zach, "Tsk! How many secrets are those guys at Allen's Funeral keeping for you!"

Neither of the two reactions could be responded to by Siris, so he could only continue, "What is certain now is that there will be no results in this matter for a while."

"Did Ravenqi explain why he asked the Sabbat to capture werewolves?" Zach naturally noticed the wording, capture, not kill.

Siris shook his head, "Revnqi only said that it would be beneficial if the Sabbat held these werewolves, but he didn't say anything. And..." Siris continued to purse his lips, "He said he didn't need to get the Sabbat's. Reply, he has communicated the matter peacefully, it is up to the Sabbat whether to do it or not."

"The werewolf information." Zach looked at Siris.

Cyrus took a set of pockets and handed a piece of information to Zach. Roy next to him looked at his facial nerves and said, "That's it! So simple and easy! The Sabbat's information easily got into the hands of you, Toledo!"

"It's as if I'm not a Sabbat vampire~" Zach changed hands and handed the information to Roy, "It's about werewolves, why don't you intervene~"

"*!" Roy answered.

Very good, Roy took the information back to his warehouse. No one bothers Zach anymore, and Zach can entertain guests in peace—

Mrs. Levine would be at Grande in ten minutes to put the finishing touches on the commission. Of course, if Mrs. Levine is punctual.

Ten minutes is not long. Zach sorted out the commission report prepared yesterday and mentally went through the probing dialogue. Ten minutes passed before Mrs. Levin appeared.

"I... I can't stay too long." The opening was not optimistic.

Zach became more active, "The man I told you about yesterday." Zach pushed the report to Mrs. Levine who sat down, "He is a police detective in the west..."

Zach didn't finish his sentence, "I know, Director Darcy, well, he told me." Mrs. Levin actually didn't touch the report that Zach pushed over, "He told me everything!"

"Oh~" Zach raised his eyebrows, more curious about what all these things were, "Director Darcy told you..."

He was interrupted again, "I should pay the balance of your entrustment. I, I brought cash!" After saying that, a heavy bag was placed in front of Zach, "Anyway... thank you Mr. Grande!" After saying that, he looked like he was about to leave.

Zach watched the other party stand up in a hurry, "Mrs. Levin, are you threatened?"

"I..." Mrs. Levin hesitated and glanced at Zach, "Thank you sir for everything you have done for me..." and left without giving any chance.

Zach was stunned for a moment - it was so obvious that Mrs. Levine was being threatened. So the only question left was whether Zach wanted to pursue the question. Does Zach want to ask further questions

Simple pros and cons analysis:

Well, Zach might be able to remedy the mistake of giving Bell information that was about to expire.

On the downside, Zach may have to spend a lot of time dealing with the person who threatens Mrs. Levine—90% chance of it being Darcy.

When the pros and cons were unclear, all Zach could confirm was the large bag of cash in front of him. Hey, forget it, stop now while Zach has a good image in front of everyone.

Zach threw away the useless commission report and checked his remuneration - yes, it can be used just right. He came out of the office and asked Hank, "Why hasn't Winston come over these two days?" It's not that Zach is looking for trouble, Zach needs Newton's people now.

"have no idea!"

Zach returned to the office and called Kent in Newton, "I now have a considerable amount of cash on hand, absolutely clean, and a batch of unregistered firearms, high-end goods from the Western Arms Company. I need a Newton Revro, come and use these two resources to do something in Newton, do you have the right person?"

"Yes!" Kent's occupation must have been forgotten, "Want to go to your place?"

"kindness."

"Wait a moment..."

Zach heard Kent start to use another phone to contact him very quickly, "Okay, Revro said he can pick it up at your place in ten minutes."

"Very good." Zach nodded, "What has Winston been doing recently?"

"Winston?" Kent on the receiver seemed a little surprised that Zach would ask about Winston, "Don't he go to your place to accompany Mr. Hank every day?"

"He hasn't shown up these days."

"Oh, do you need me to find out?"

"need."

"Okay, wait a moment..."

Zach was a little speechless. He heard Kent start to use other phones to contact... This is probably the work rhythm that white-collar workers like Kent are accustomed to. Well, the technology made by humans is to serve humans. Kent should be used to using the phone to solve everything. .

"What I mean is that you go and find out about Winston for yourself."

"Oh!" There was a response from the other side, and then he was stunned for a while, "Then I'll go."

"Go ahead."

ten minutes.

The few Revro's who came were all new fourth-generation Revro's. Zach didn't know them, but one or two looked familiar. They were the ones Zach used Barton's Noob to delay in their deaths during the Noob Incident. Judging from their respectful attitude, Zach knew that Newton Revero had explained how they managed to save a life among the novices when they made these guys.

This is good, so as not to teach them vampire ethics, Zach said, "That's it. You all used to be people with some influence in Newton's underground circle." The Xiaobai incident has been analyzed, and it can be used if you can survive to the final stage. Those who use force to fight for Xiaobai are all people with some means. "You know how to 'use' these things."

"Don't worry, benefactor!"

This title made Zach not want to respond, but it made Roy Zmich, who was handing over, uncomfortable, "Are you serious! All the descendants of Revro are supporting you!"

Zach just wanted to remind Roy, "Don't forget, this is a gift from you, Zmich, to Revro."

The Revroes understand, "Thank you Toledo and Zmich for creating opportunities for us Revro!"

Roy had nothing to say and could only watch Zach continue to make trouble, "I only have one request. If Barton's West Side people intervene, you must cooperate with the West Side people instead of rejecting them. Your interests and goals must be consistent. .”

"It's necessary!" This is no longer the scope of this group of Revro supporting Zach, "Haha, our goal is to hook out all the scum that hinders Newton, and then catch them all! The people of Barton West Side have taken such good care of us Newton in the past six months, everyone You can all see that our goals are definitely the same!"

It feels like these guys don't need to explain more to Zach, "That's it. You can go back to Newton. I wish you good luck."

Another thing has been crossed off the schedule. Zach's progress is going very smoothly today. Next thing.

He went to the living area, grabbed an employee and went to the backyard, gave him a shovel, pointed to the center of the backyard, and said, "dig."

"Dig, dig for what..."

"An heirloom pickle jar."

"oh oh… "

The jar containing the seeds of the soul-inducing grass was dug out. Zach peeled off the soil on the wall of the jar and shook it.

"Is this a cucumber? Oh my god, it really comes from the ancestors..." The employee's sigh has not yet ended. Zach has left this pure manual worker in the backyard, returned to the office, dialed, and waited. After the phone was picked up, "Your son has been dug out, what next?"

On the other side of the receiver is Sibella.

This matter needs to be traced back to last night. When Zach was being pestered by Roy to ask about the complete vampire, Sibeira suddenly called and asked Zach to dig out Ryan tomorrow and then contact him. Zach was not given any explanation.

End of traceback.

"Open it and take out the soul-inducing grass seeds." Sibera in the receiver gave the next instruction.

Zach made no move. "Are you sure?" Zach moved the receiver toward the can. "Can you hear your son's wailing?"

Let the vampire touch the soul-inducing grass seeds that maintain Ryan? Sibella was murdering, murdering her son.

"I can't hear you." Sibera didn't lie. Telephones made by humans are not powerful enough to transmit the howls of the Earthbinder. "Just do as I say."

Zach pouted, then took action and unscrewed the lid of the jar, "This can't be a boring trap, right? I did what you asked, and then you turned your back and said I killed your son, and then asked me for revenge." Bar?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense?" Sibella actually became impatient, "Hurry up! I don't have time to waste time here with you!"

"As you wish." Zach shook his head, shook the jar, and the seeds rolled onto the table. Zach looked at Ryan who was convulsing and deformed in the air, and pinched the seeds.

"Is my son dying?" Sibella's calm voice appeared.

"Yes, it's pretty fast." Zach answered equally calmly.

"Put a drop of your blood on the seed."

"He'll die faster."

"A drop of your blood."

The thimble on Zach's finger rotated once, and a crystallized blood droplet was thrown out. When it splashed towards the soul-inducing grass seed, it turned into liquid and was absorbed instantly.

Zach subconsciously moved the receiver away because Sibella in the receiver began to recite Indian mantras.

The spell continued for a while, "It's over. How's Ryan doing?"

Zach frowned, and the receiver returned to his ear, "He..." Zach watched Ryan, who had just convulsed and disappeared, regain his form... a very concrete form... "Reborn..."

"Very good, it worked."

"What worked?"

The phone was hung up. (To be continued)