The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 603: 12 Charming demon

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"Hmph." Riley stood up from the bench and walked around Zack in front of her. "What do you mean by saying that?" She walked towards the door that couldn't be closed, pulled the handle, and frowned as she watched it being twisted and pulled. Broken lock, "You have to pay for this, vampire."

Zach curled his lips and turned to follow Riley, watching the seductress sit down in front of a table piled with manuscripts with an irritated look. He didn't seem to want to talk to Zach.

"Zach." Zach moved the chair again, walked to the opposite side of Riley's table, and sat down. "You can call me Zach." Zach narrowed his eyes and confirmed the title on her name tag, "I Call you Riley." Zach smiled, "Since we are all 'civilized people', let's not use race to refer to each other, how barbaric."

"Whatever you want." Riley opened up the messy manuscript paper, put a clean white paper in front of her, took a pen, and seemed to be preparing to write something, "Just tell me what you are here for, you just saw it, I There are important things to deal with.”

Riley took a pen and wrote this sentence on the white paper, 'How to get 2 million', and then drew an unusually huge question mark at the end of the sentence. This should be the amount of compensation the lawyer just requested.

Zach twitched the corners of his upper mouth and smiled, "You don't really blame me for this, do you?" Zach raised his eyebrows and looked at Riley, "The lawyer is just a messenger, you handle it It makes no sense to kill him.”

The pen in Riley's hand was underlining the sentences she had written. It was obvious that she had no clue at all. When she heard Zach's words, the annoyance on her face became a little more aggravated, and she raised her eyes to look at Zach. "I'm beautiful, but I'm not stupid. I know it's useless, I just want to buy some time."

Riley seemed irritated. The pen in her hand kept thickening and underlining, "Why can't I blame you?" She looked up at the clock on the wall, "Now I only have two hours to think about how to get the money. If not you, who should you blame?!"

The time limit given by the lawyer for consideration was before lunch.

Zach raised his eyebrows, looked away from Riley, and began to wander around the poor newsroom, preparing to change the topic, "Are you the only one here?"

Riley looked at Zach's expression as he deliberately changed the topic. He shook his head, with sincere disappointment on his face, and the reason lay behind. Now, she took a breath and explained seemingly casually, "I asked them to leave for now. These ordinary people have no other use except making up stories."

Zach looked back. Glancing at Riley. So the, uh, 'soul' of this magazine is her.

But now we are not lamenting the inspirational story of a seductress trying to support a magazine. Putting aside the crisis incident that Zach happened to witness, we should still remember that Zach came here to find someone.

"You mean making up a story?" Very lucky. Riley gave Zach the opening, "As a loyal reader, I must say that the stories in your magazine are very wonderful..."

"No more vampires." Riley waved her hand and rolled her eyes, "Zach, the subscription to Grande Funeral Home started this year, and it's only been half a year now." Riley tugged at the corners of her lips, His face was full of disdain, "For your three or four centuries of life, does this count as loyalty? Your loyalty is too cheap."

Zach blinked, forget it, and didn’t refute. He waved his hands and sounded a little helpless. Zach’s luck has not been very good recently, and everyone seems to be inclined to hate him. “At least for the past six months, I have been very used to Monday mornings. Your magazine, I think it’s a compliment and you should take it well.”

"Whatever, I accept it." Riley responded nonchalantly, then frowned and wrote the words 'rob a bank' underlined.

Zach frowned, stretched out his hand to hold Riley's hand holding the pen, crossed out the few words he just wrote, and continued to talk about the purpose of his coming here, "I came here because there is a story in today's magazine, I think it’s very exciting…”

Riley rolled her eyes at Zach, swatted Zach's hand away, twitching the corner of her mouth with a hint of an unknown smile, "Are you talking about the article "Justice Under the Night"."

Zach's hand that he had just withdrawn reached out again, because Riley wrote this next sentence, 'rob the Lister Building'.

Zach directly took the paper in front of Riley, tore it up, threw it aside, and shook his head, "Yes. It's so exciting. It's simply a new breakthrough for your magazine." Please try to understand what Zach said. Breakthrough refers to , from funny stories to documentary literature, when Zach said this, he did not feel as excited as a fan.

"So much so that I am already a fan of this new author, and I hope to meet him." Zach said seriously.

"Let's go." Riley chuckled, not minding that Zach took her paper, pulled out a new piece of white paper, spread it in front of her, and wrote again - 'How to get 2 million', adding a question mark.

Zach curled his lips and waited for a while. Riley didn't look like he wanted to tell him. Zach could only frown and said, "Zhao Yao, I want his real name and address. Either you give it to me, or I can find it myself, and you can find it yourself." select."

"What are you going to do with him? When you see him." Riley looked at Zach's serious look with interest, and stopped writing some random ideas on the paper in front of him, "Look. around."

She raised her hand to wave at the bad office environment and winked, "The reality is very difficult. We are very lucky to have a new author who can make you, the 'loyal reader,' feel like a breakthrough." She raised her eyebrows, "I really don't want anything bad to happen to him, so, what are you going to do to him? I hope it's nothing bad."

Zach narrowed his eyes and looked at Riley, "Is that you who is the one who 'pricked the medicine'?"

"Ha!" Riley seemed to be in a happy mood, "Oh my God, no, I don't have so many resources to know things that are not even reported in the newspaper. And if it were me, I would choose a pen name that better suits me." She raised her eyebrows, as if she was really starting to think about her pen name, "Let me think about it, what do you think of Pink Princess?"

Zach frowned and said, "Okay Riley." Zach was not satisfied with the fact that he had directly explained his purpose, and you should know that the other party was still going around in circles. This kind of thing is usually done by Zach to others, "Maybe you don't know, but my journey here has not been smooth. I have been interrupted many times and my patience is limited."

Riley stretched out a finger and pointed towards Zach, "Your patience is really short. Didn't you just sell some second-hand furniture for you old man Grande? As for the description of it, it's not smooth." Li raised her eyebrows and said, "You are more stingy than I guessed." Stingy in a broad sense. It refers to the volume of energy.

Zach frowned, "What did you say?"

"Didn't you hear that?" Riley waved her hand and lowered her head. She seemed to have thought of some crooked idea again, and began to write 'cheating an inheritance' on the paper in front of her, followed by 'person, question mark, West Ender, question mark', "You were not the one who went to replace your Grande before." Old man. Hmm. My name is Hank, right? Are you selling old furniture? Am I right?"

Zach turned his gaze away and thought for a moment. In his impression, Mei Yao did not have the ability to perceive psychically. "You are right."

Zach looked at Riley again, but did not reach out again to stop Riley from writing down her morally deviant idea. Instead, he snorted, "If it hadn't been for this little delay, I wouldn't have bumped into you." crisis, and now see your true 'character' with my own eyes."

"Haha." Riley also chuckled. "My true 'role', do you think I'm planning something wrong?" She picked up the paper in front of her and stood in front of Zach. "Do you have any opinions on the way I solve the crisis?"

While he was talking, something else was written on the paper that was displayed in front of Zach. The combination was like this -

How to get 2 million

Cheating for an inheritance.

Candidate? West Ender

Old man, one-time action, easy to get.

Zach shrugged and chuckled with sarcasm, "I don't have any objection. After all, you are a charmer and you are very good at this."

"Really." Riley took back the paper and glanced at what she had written, "But I won't deny that there are people who are better at this kind of thing." She raised her eyebrows at Zach, "What do you think, between you and me? Is there any difference?"

The ridicule in Zach's eyes disappeared, he frowned, and said slowly, "Me and you?"

"Yeah." Riley copied Zach's expression just now, and chuckled with sarcasm, "When your funeral home encountered a financial crisis, it seemed to be no different from what I am doing now. Isn't it? Master of Grande.”

Zach narrowed his eyes and stared at Riley. This was no longer a matter of psychic perception! But, the charming demon in front of me knows Grande very well!

"It's just that you are lucky, and those old men and women will step into Grande's door." Riley smiled, "I just need to knock on the door myself."

The reason for Grande's career transformation, and the initial beginning of this story, is that Grande wanted money from those in the West End! So Easy! It’s just that Zach didn’t directly ask for it with red eyes! So as Riley said now, there is no difference between her and Zach!

"Oh, right." Riley looked at what she had written, "Maybe I should ask you, the senior who took the first step, who among the old guys is easier to attack?"

"I have nothing to say to you." Zach looked away and looked at his fingers in front of him. Before finding out the details of this charming demon, Zach could still endure it for a while.

"Really." There was a hint of disappointment in Riley's tone, and then the disappointment disappeared and she chuckled again, "I know, because you Grande and the West Enders have a long-term relationship."

Zach frowned again.

"I'm too short-sighted." Riley seemed to feel completely relaxed. She glanced at Zach, her source of inspiration, "I should take a longer view and learn from you Grande."

Then, the soft sound of writing sounded, and Zach's eyes were drawn to his fingers to see what Riley had written again.

Old man, one-time action, easy to get. (cross out)

Bishop, long term relationship.

Under Zach's frown, his eyes moved towards Riley, who was looking at him. Riley spoke first, with a smile on her face, "What, is the person I chose suitable?"

suitable.

The huge rift in the Bishop family and Mr. Bishop's personal relationship history, these things that have not been made public but all happened under Grande's watch, are all factors that enable seductress Riley to get her wish!

Yet again, this is something a magazine editor shouldn't know.

Zach's eyes were red, "Now, Mei Yao, you'd better answer every question I ask carefully..."

Pink eyes met red, "Mr. Vampire, when you ask a question, can you please say please first..." The soft female voice with its own echo began to radiate a pink halo, lingering in this space.

On the dilapidated wooden stand in the corner, the phone rang at an inappropriate time.

'Ding ding ding... '

To some extent, the overlapping forces are pushing each other between the two alien races. It is difficult to tell who has the upper hand. However, it can be seen from the two men and women sitting opposite each other - one is frowning and serious, the other is delicate and shy. There is something in their eyes at the same time. A trace of impatience towards the phone that kept vibrating and emitting ringtones that ruined the atmosphere.

The ringing ends.

The impatience in their expressions disappeared and they continued.

'Ding ding ding... '

The ringing rang again. There must be a persistent person on the other side of the phone.

A pink halo began to gather around her, and the second wave of Mei Yao's attack was about to come.

Zach frowned and forced himself to look more intently into Riley's eyes. Our vampire will not allow himself to fail just once after returning from the failed Enchanting Eye product - Ryan. But he really picked a difficult opponent to prove his ability.

The pink halo gathered became more and more intense. Without warning, an arm emitting fluorescence stretched out from the rich pink, and the seductive demon's clone appeared.

The second Riley appeared next to Zach, her smooth skin with a pink halo gently sliding down the side of Zach's cheek, and she hugged Zach.

The third Riley also came out of the pink and snuggled gently against Zach's leg.

The fourth Riley appeared, softly holding Zach's arm...

The fifth Riley showed up and guess what she did

She was lifted up by the pink halo and floated towards the corner. She answered the phone, "Madison, it better be you."

Zach was momentarily distracted. The second Riley began to chuckle in Zach's ear, the third Riley began to rub the side of Zach's legs, and the fourth Riley began to rub Zach's shoulders.

Zach frowned tightly, trying to stand up without looking away from the charming figure across the table. The sixth Riley appeared on the table, her jade-like legs slightly bent, her toes touching Zach's shoulders as he tried to lean forward, and she softened into Zach's arms...

Redness seemed to flow out of Zach's eyes, sharp teeth protruded from under the raised lips, and the sharp fingertips pierced the armrest of the chair and penetrated Zach's own palm.

"Ah, thank God it's you, Madison. I really shouldn't have tested your boss. I won't be able to suppress him..."

Tear!

The numerous Rileys turned into pink halos and dissipated little by little.

Zach had disappeared from his seat, shrouded in pink halo, and appeared in the corner. He caught the phone receiver that fell in a pink halo, and glanced at Riley, who was still sitting in her original position, leaning on the table and breathing rapidly, "Madison, explain." (...)