The Record Of Barton’s Fantastical Events

Chapter 88: Return trip

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The skin covered by the cotton shirt was already covered with brown fluff. The clapping muscles tightened Benjamin's cuffs. His hands held the vampire's wrists and buried them under the two of them. The vampire's uncontrollably stretched nails had already scratched his shirt, scratching Alpha's skin.

The werewolf's shoulders were firmly pressed against Zack's chin, preventing the vampire's jaw from opening. The black threads spreading from the vampire's pupils have overflowed his irises and begun to spread on the whites of his eyes!

Guns, under any circumstances, are something to be feared. The people on the outside did not dare to turn around and ran away, while the people on the inside squatted down, or were knocked down in the crowd, lying down tremblingly, looking nervously towards the place where the gunshots were fired.

Of the two prisoners being escorted, one was pushed to the ground, with his handcuffed hands raised above his head, his open lips pressed to the ground, his rapid breathing raising dust on the ground, and his frightened eyes staring at the other prisoner. A prisoner.

Another prisoner, Rui Wenqi, was being pointed at by the shooting guard. He was lying on the ground slantingly. The gunshot wound on his chest had stained his light blue prison uniform. In the direction where his absent-minded eyes were looking. , an extremely strong man is pressing down on another person, slowly moving to the outside!

The gunfire alerted people inside the court, and a large number of guards poured out of the side door and ran towards this side.

"ambulance!"

Behind Benjamin, a guard's voice shouted. The werewolf didn't know if it was for Ravenqi or for the person pressing down on him. The guard fired to prevent Ravenqi from rising. Now there are countless thoughts impacting the werewolf's brain like an electric shock!

The werewolf's head pressed against the vampire's head that was trying to move, and his heavy breathing hit the vampire's compressed neck and shoulders. The hands under the werewolf firmly held down the vampire's struggling hands, and the other hand went around the vampire's back, trying to pick him up and get out of here!

"What happened!" A familiar voice! It's James!

The werewolf's head jerked up, his chin still pressed against the vampire's cheek, not daring to let go. The brown fluff continued to spread on his beard that covered half of his face!

James's pupils shrank sharply, and the vampire's face was paler than usual. His light green eyes had now turned jet black, with dark lines all over the whites of his eyes, extending to his skin, including his chin where the werewolf's shoulder was stuck. , there are two obvious convex marks, as if they are about to break through the skin!

James directly pushed away the guard who wanted to come closer to help. The police badge on his waist had already been pulled out: "Barton Police Department! Back off!" This is the only way the detective can think of to stop people from approaching...

James quickly bent down, lifted Zach's upper body, and helped Benjamin pick him up. The coat that had not been changed since last night was taken off and placed directly on the vampire's head.

The werewolf didn't waste any more time, held down the vampire's back and rushed out.

"Catch him!" The werewolf's face, almost covered with down, turned to one side, facing the man still lying on the ground, trembling all over, Wells.

James had no idea what was going on, but in this case, disobeying the werewolf was obviously not a good choice. He picked up the strange man and followed behind Benjamin.

"Hey! Lance! Where are you going!" Coulson paid much less attention to Ravenci than James. At this time, he came out of the court and saw his partner dragging a person away, shouting loudly but James had already turned the corner.

Detective Coulson curled his lips and focused on Ravenci, or Ravenci's body, who was surrounded by a group of guards.

"You drive!" Benjamin had already opened the back door of his truck and threw the vampire, whose hands and feet were out of control and constantly scratching the werewolf, into the car. The clothes on the werewolf's body had been torn into strips of cloth. The bright red lacerations healed quickly after they appeared. The new skin was immediately covered with fluff. Alpha's skin had completely covered Benjamin's body.

Wells, whose body was constantly shaking and still unconscious, was pushed into the back seat by James without any resistance. James got into the driver's seat, moved the truck, turned around, and drove towards Barton South.

A rumbling sound reached James's ears from the trunk. The low roar was mixed with the violent impact, constantly breaking through the barrier between the cargo box and the front seat, knocking on James' heart. James' right hand flicked the gear, and the accelerator under his feet was pressed to the bottom.

What the detective was thinking was, 'At least drive out of the north area where there are many people...'

The front window of the cargo box was smashed.

"Ah!!" A fierce cry came from the back seat. The rearview mirror in Benjamin's truck had long been removed. James turned around in fear and saw a thick, downy arm pulling the unknown man into the trunk!

"Benjamin! What are you going to do!"

The rumbling crashing sound continued, and the strange man's scream suddenly subsided after a sudden rise! James's heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to think about what happened behind him, so he stepped on the accelerator even harder.

In the dark trunk, only the smashed front window let in light, and the werewolf's entire body of clothing had been torn apart by his sudden growth. His bent knees tightly locked the vampire's arms, and he straddled the vampire's neck, pressing the vampire's chest with all his strength!

Behind him, Zach's usually meticulous clothes were in a mess. The buttons of his vest and shirt were all broken open, revealing the vampire's pale and abnormal skin, with black lines like blood vessels all over the skin.

The vampire's lower body was twisting continuously, as if struggling. But the werewolf knows that these are instinctive reactions of vampires. The blood of the dead, like the bite of a werewolf who transforms into a wolf, is a deadly poison for vampires. The difference between the two is that the latter will have an immediate effect, while the former will eat away at every organ of the vampire's body, causing the vampire to die slowly in extreme pain!

Zach's head was leaning against the car, his chin was raised high, and his sharp teeth had pierced his own skin. He kept banging his head against the car to distract from the pain coming from inside his body.

He could feel that the blood of the deceased was constantly destroying the blood vessels through which it flowed. The vampire's self-healing ability instinctively created new blood vessels, and then under the flow of blood, they were destroyed again, regenerated again, and destroyed again... until The vampire's entire life force is drained away.

He will be like a dry sieve, letting the blood of the deceased drip through his body like hot water sprinkled on the snow, after consuming all his life force.

Zach was silent. Under his eyebrows that were already knitted together, a pair of dark eyes stared at the werewolf. Such eyes could not express any emotion.

The werewolf knelt on top of the vampire. One hand held the stunned Wells, and the other hand roughly tore Wells's old formal clothes. He scratched his exposed arm, and bright red blood slid down the hanging arm. .

The werewolf grabbed the vampire's chin with his broad palm and held it in place, allowing the blood to flow in.

"Don't look like a dead person." Benjamin's brown eyes glared at the vampire beneath him, and it was difficult for his furry face to express a frown. "Now, you have an excuse to wake up Ian Anthony."

Yes, giving the vampire fresh food is just delaying it until the vampire can exchange blood.

'Fortunately I tidied him up in the morning. 'The vampire, whose whole body is constantly dying and regenerating, can only think about these self-talking words in his mind.