Laura was wrong. What she expected, that Blake could leave Grande in one morning, did not happen. This girl underestimated the special life experience of an old man. Blake, a very approachable young man, sat at Grande's dining table. While thanking Alice for the hospitality, he was anxiously fixing the food on the plate. He wanted to finish lunch quickly so that he could continue with Old Hank. comminicate.
It makes people curious to see the eyes of the two people occasionally intersecting at the dinner table, as if the old man and the young man belong to some secret organization.
Zach picked up the plate and smiled at the dining table, "Sorry, I still have some things to deal with." This is Zach's usual excuse, but anyone who knows a little bit about Grande knows that this Grande master There is absolutely nothing to deal with.
Great Dane King followed Zach silently, and the two guys entered the office.
Blake didn't care about Zach's early departure. In fact, he had already known this charming man's little habits from Laura, and he was very grateful to Zach for acting so naturally. On the other hand, Blake was a little curious about Danny Firefly, whom even Laura didn't know much about (the fantasy man Daniel officially appeared in the Grand House after getting his name, and he only met Laura once on Thursday) .
Thinking of this, Blake remembered that he was still carrying Laura's mission.
"Alice." Blake looked at the girl who had always been quiet, "Laura couldn't come over this weekend because of school activities. She asked me to tell you."
The banshee's face showed happiness. It was obvious that she had been struggling with this matter under her quiet appearance. Blake smiled, Lola was so lucky to have found such a friend and a group of friendly people in a strange way.
But Blake's mission was not over yet. His eyes looked at the two men who were engrossed in eating. Benjamin and Matthew, "Girls from the cheerleading team unite with people from the football team. This is the most important activity in the first year of high school. The union of the two most popular groups in the school is what underclassmen like Laura need most. .”
Benjamin didn't seem to hear, but Matthew and Alice became curious and asked. "Why?"
Blake scratched his head. He realized that one was Matthew, who had not experienced much high school life, and the other was Alice, who had no idea about school at all. He chose a very bad angle to approach the topic.
Blake waved his hand, a very mature smile on his young face. Don’t forget that this is a young man (Newtown City) who has already entered the political circle. He may be on vacation. He took off his straight formal suit, tie and leather shoes, and put on a common hooded jacket. But still, he is a proud descendant of the Stones.
"Haha, it's a typical high school status consolidation. There's not much to say." Blake smiled and quickly changed directions, "However, it can create a few high school lovers. This is what these guys want."
"Oh." Matthew and Alice didn't know whether they understood. Anyway, he nodded and continued to deal with the food.
Blake sighed inwardly. His first judgment was not wrong. As Laura's friend, he sincerely began to hope that Laura could meet a nice young man at the social gathering and be able to put aside the innocent worries that only belong to teenagers.
"Speaking of teenagers!" Old Hank suddenly spoke, his voice so loud that it was impossible to ignore, with inexplicable disdain in his eyes. "I still remember a guy named Raymond! A sinister thin man..."
No one wants to know about Hank Sr.’s teen story, so let’s get back to vampires.
Crowley fiddled with her blond hair leisurely. Her white and slender fingers twisted a strand of hair into a circle and pulled it to her eyes, as if speaking casually. "What do you think of my short hair?"
Jin was lying on the workbench, looking at the devil sitting in front of the desk with unfocused eyes, and his mouth was chattering.
Zach grinned and shook his head, "If you want to create a certain image, all I can say is that short hair is great."
Crowley was already wearing a man's formal attire, and now she was thinking about having short hair. Zach's intention was very obvious.
Crowley's thin eyebrows raised under her smooth forehead, "Can you blame me? You have made it very clear that appearance cannot affect the thinking of any of you, Anthony." Crowley curled her lips, seeming to feel a little regretful, "James Ms. Then why do you still keep it like that for you to laugh at?"
Zach raised his eyebrows as if he understood, "Oh, so that's it. The purpose of formal attire is to show a strong position of power. Do you want to present yourself in a diplomatic and respectable manner?"
"Do you understand now?" Crowley shook her head. She was obviously disappointed. The influence of the devil's identity was too great. Her modification of the appearance failed to have any effect. Instead, she completely went down a strange path...
Such an unfortunate thing could only happen in Barton City. How can there be a demon that is discovered just as soon as it appears!
Zach shook the lunch in his hand, "Okay Crowley." The vampire looked at the demon across the table twirling his hair, "Why are you here?"
"Can't you guess?" Crowley shook off the long hair in her hands impatiently, sat up straight, and the buttons on the shirt on her chest tightened due to the movement. Her appearance is not useless at all. Occasionally, it can create some small distractions.
"I'm very unhappy." Crowley looked into the vampire's eyes through the transparent and blood-red glass walls, "Why would you let that Ms. West go?"
Zach put down his wine glass with a sincere expression on his face, "Then what do you want me to do? Kill her?"
Crowley didn't want to argue with the vampire who always respected her legal citizen status. She frowned, "At least, you should ask her to stop writing." Her slender fingers drew circles on the desk, "I don't think it's necessary. Let me remind you how big of a threat this kind of person is."
A woman who can manipulate real events with words, and she has no idea what she is capable of. This is enough to make her the most terrifying person in the world.
"Relax, Crowley." Zach smiled and waved his hand, "If we want to be a threat, we are all threats, to each other, or to humans. But aren't we sitting together having a friendly chat now, and Anthony is not burning I and you can move freely in Barton City. Let's face this matter in a peaceful way. I asked Madison to keep an eye on her, that's enough." Zach blinked.
Crowley still stared at Zach, flinching? No, she didn't really want to convince the vampire, nor was she really dissatisfied with the vampire's treatment, but she was testing. The content of the test is whether the vampire has any intention of monopolizing such a 'terrible' woman.
Madison is keeping an eye on the other party? This meant that Leon, who was tired of being with Madison, was also looking at her. When Grande and the devil's men were monitoring the unknown woman at the same time, their leaders naturally had to have some exchanges. The most important thing is to correct your point of view. Women are a threat. None of us want to touch them, and we hope that this threat will disappear.
But in Crowley's view, Grande had an advantage. Barton's 'model citizen' aura gave Zach a reason not to let this woman suffer misfortune. God knows this is not a foreshadowing left by Grande to take advantage of women in the future.
"Okay." Crowley looked at it for a long time and saw nothing from the vampire's mask-like smiling face. "Let me reiterate, we have a friendly relationship."
Zach smiled and nodded, of course he knew what Crowley was thinking. But Zach would not clearly say that he only had a crush on Ms. Sheila West and decided not to affect her life. He needed Crowley to have a sense of crisis. As for the problem that demon surveillance is more effective than Grande, Zach doesn't care. If Crowley dares to use Sheila, Grande will make the demons regret it.
"How's Seth?" Zach changed the subject.
Crowley tilted her head and said, "The 'general' didn't let go completely. He asked someone to move around and will be out soon."
The story that transcends words still continues, and reality begins to control the direction. It is an irrevocable fact that Wells' death was indirectly caused by the beatings of the three men, whose guilty pleas remain. Wrong, I was saved by the 'General'. Among the people at the ** bar party, there were lawyers. Don't forget these.
The waves stirred up by the story constructed by Sheila West were completely smoothed out at this time. It makes people unhappy.
Zach waved his hand, believing that he could hear the details at tonight's party, and Crowley didn't need to say, "I mean Seth, I hope you can communicate without any grudges."
Crowley snorted.
This thing is already weird. Seth is in trouble, but Crowley tells Zach instead of solving it. If Zach wants to know the details, he also needs to go to the prison to meet Seth in person. For demons who communicate easily, it only means that there are still some problems between Seth and Crowley, and the two are unwilling to communicate well.
Zach curled his lips and didn't care anymore. He just wanted to test Crowley's arrangement for Constantine, so he had to give up. The reason for this idea came from when Zach went to the prison to pick up the body during the heavy rain on Thursday and found that Constantine was still the priest of the church. Crowley actually did not let anyone of her own take care of this fixed source of cultivation. , it just made him a little curious.
The Great Dane had already finished cleaning the food on the plate, and gave Crowley a rare nose swipe, obviously still a little unhappy with Mike's previous intrusion. He kicked off his limbs and jumped off the workbench. Jin's departure was a call to Alice to clean up.
Zach stood up and said, "You can go, we still have guests."
Crowley's eyes glanced at the side door. Of course she knew Blake Stone was here. She was disdainful of the vampire trying so hard to establish contact with the West End people. With her delicate lips curled up, the light and shadow were scattered around her by something unknown, and the sound of the air being squeezed and pushed was heard. In just an instant, this beautiful demon disappeared into the air.
Zach walked around his desk and the phone rang. (..)