A rare thing in the afternoon, Alice actually came back on time. Laura, Kepler and Kyle were stuffed in the little pink car that was not much faster than walking.
It’s not surprising at all that Laura’s family car is following behind Little Pink.
The driver who was already very familiar with Grande got out of the car faster than Laura and the others. He jumped onto the back porch in two steps and stood in front of Zach with a wrinkled face, "Well, Mr. Grande Ah, could you please mention to Alice that you don’t have to use drift at every turn..."
So the slow drive into Grande's backyard was staged. Alice, Alice, you've learned so badly.
Zach's face darkened, and he was about to turn to Alice, who was walking into Grande, "Ally..."
"No time!" Laura stopped in front of Zach's face and quickly walked into the house holding Alice's head, "Not in the mood! We'll leave right away! Maya! Maya!" began to call.
Zach pulled the corner of his mouth, glanced at the driver who continued to look wrinkled, shook his head, walked towards Kyle who was still sitting in the back seat, raised his chin, yes, it's you, we need to talk, " Be a responsible brother." Zach was in charge of the little pink car roof, looking down at Kyle in the car. The obvious meaning is that he hopes Kyle will take care of it and not let Alice race, especially when Laura is in the car.
Kyle glanced at the driver who had already returned to his car, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "I can't control it, no one listens to me. The fact that I can follow is the limit of what I can do, don't ask too much of me."
It's too difficult for several girls to listen to a boy.
Zach pursed his lips and forget it, "Then, what are they going to do? I thought it was 'girl stuff'." That's how Laura answered Zach before, wasn't it, "Why are you following?"
Kyle frowned and glanced at Zach, "I do, do you have any objections?"
"No." Zach shrugged, "Actually, I'm happy to see these girls running around outside with a calm young man following them. I feel relieved." Zach was joking, uh, no, not joking , Kyle is really calm? After accidentally killing Connor Herman's son, he calmly planned a way to escape responsibility. For example, now, being stared at and cursed by Grande's air-Ryan, he was given a new lease of life, and he still kept talking to Zach with a look of indifference. Isn't that calm? Too calm, don't forget, this guy can see the wings of the fallen angel that normal people can't see. The acting that used to make Zach think he didn't know Ryan existed can be stopped.
Kyle tilted his head, not wanting to respond to Zach.
"This is your last year." High School, "I thought the training plan was very heavy, especially since this is the second chance. Isn't it time for club activities? Don't you need to train?"
Kyle pursed his lips and really didn't want to pay attention to Zach, but this was Zach and there was nothing he could do about it, "No, the second chance means that my course is also the second time. Just adjust the time." So he used the normal study time of senior year for training? It's really, uh, cunning.
Zach nodded, "That's right, it's good. I know the grades are good." Contrary to Laura, when Zach occasionally cared about Alice's homework, he would say, "Don't be like Laura and Kepler, be like Laura." Kyle', "But." Zach also raised his eyebrows, as if he was confused, "If you have time, I thought you would contact your former classmates and friends, such as getting together or something."
Kyle frowned, having no idea what Zach wanted to say, "Contact for what? Barton doesn't have any of my old friends left. They all went to college." His tone was impatient.
"Really." Zach curled his lips, "The one who came to Grande last time to deliver the game console, well, let me think about it, didn't Vincent stay in Barton?"
Before Kyle was ignited, the mine exploded—we all knew that the meeting between Kyle and Vincent was not pleasant, and Laura was worried about it. Zach suddenly said, "Oh! Sorry, I remembered it. He seems to have been assigned to work on the ship in Marsa Port. If he goes to sea, he can't be contacted, right." Vincent said last time , night school, do you still have an impression? He entered a class for training that guaranteed a job.
Regardless of what he wanted to say before, Kyle held it back, frowned and stared at Zach, and said in a bad tone, "How do you know where he works?"
"I just know." Zach shrugged, taking it for granted without any explanation. On purpose, the more suspicious the better now, the purpose will be revealed immediately, "Do you want to know, what else do I know?"
Kyle's brows furrowed even more tightly and he stared at Zach, "What!"
"A ship that Fisher entered the port last night was canceled for the rest of the trip, and the entire crew was left in Barton to rest." Zach also deliberately touched his chin, "I was wondering, could it be such a coincidence? , it just so happens that your old classmate Vincent is one of them, haha." Zach looked at Kyle, "Then you can get together. It's better than you doing 'girl things' here."
Kyle stared at Zach's eyes, his pupils swaying at a small distance, and he was observing Zach's face intently, "Tsk!" But except for a face that was obviously deliberately put on for a show, he didn't observe anything. Come out, "Fisher." Kyle turned away and repeated the key point, "It's a coincidence, I don't know, but how do you know what Fisher did."
Zach continued to shrug, "Yeah, why do you think I know what Fisher did? I'm just a funeral business owner, and I shouldn't know anyone like this." Zach knocked on the roof of the car to end this. After having a conversation for the first time, he concluded with a smile, "But after all, I have also gotten to know you, and I know you all."
Why is it that Zach, a little guy from the South Side, knows all these people from the West Side? It was such an obvious reminder that if Kyle didn't understand it, Ferien's resentment for being ignored would be in vain.
Kyle had no chance to say anything. When Zach stepped away, Laura and the others had already pulled Maya out.
"Maya?" Zach naturally wanted to ask, although the answer was completely imaginable.
Lola—Before Maya tried to say anything, "Girl's stuff! Let's go!" Pushing Maya, who made a helpless expression to Zach, onto Little Pink.
Zack watched helplessly as Alice continued to perform a quick turn, preparing to leave Grande and go to 'girl things'.
Alice is also really upright. She has obviously been exposed, but it seems that she still has to play it out in front of Zach. It's so arrogant until it's cute, like a puppy that only steals to the dinner table when its owner turns away. When the owner looks at it, he just looks on from the side, and Zach is too embarrassed to go up and blame him. She pursed her lips and looked at Alice's slow turn. She could only hope that Lola's driver would follow Little Pink at least...
"Alice!"
A man ran out of Benjamin's warehouse, John.
It must be explained that because Mokawei wanted to paint John, Sibella left John here and left by herself. As for the speed of Mokawei's painting, we should be able to judge from her painting for 'Benjamin' extrapolate a bit from the speed, so...
John's clothes were incomplete. God knew what kind of weird poses Mockawi had him put in, and Zach didn't want to know at all. John, who had come to Grande several times without encountering Alice, ran towards Little Pink in a very, very bad state. He pressed his hand on the front hood of the car in an attempt to stop her, " Alice, I..."
There was a roar, and a puff of smoke and dust rose from Grande's backyard. John's body jumped forward in the smoke and dust, and fell into the air. Poof!
Amidst the harsh friction, Zach watched the little pink spin almost 180 degrees on the spot, blowing out a burst of black smoke at John who was lying on the ground in Grand's backyard, and then used a speed that exceeded the acceleration limit of the little pink. Accelerating, he rushed out of the Grande, flew past Laura's special car that was still in reverse gear, and sped away, following Laura's distant "woohoo-"
Zach ignored John on the ground and looked at the driver, "Please."
The driver nodded with difficulty and followed Grande, but also stayed away.
Zach then walked towards John. Unavoidably, he felt some sympathy. He pulled up the dark-faced man and patted the dust on his waist meaningfully. Why waist, because he had no clothes above the waist. Just said His clothes were incomplete. If he saw Alice, he would be in a very bad state.
"If your goal was to scare a bunch of teenage girls, you succeeded." Not sarcastic. Sorry for what just happened.
"Who taught Alice how to drive!!" John glared at Zach with a black face, literally black, so this was not a question.
Zach still answered, "Me, but I can't control who sits in the passenger seat." Laura just left. Of course Zach wants to find someone to blame. His way of interpretation is very simple. Did you see that turn? I taught him well, but someone is encouraging Alice to abuse it. Blame that person.
"Does she have a driver's license?!" It still didn't sound like a question.
"Yes." But obviously Zach wouldn't say he just got it yesterday.
John's mouth began to twitch, opening and closing again, and each opening was accompanied by a lift. Obviously, he had to use the same non-question exciting sentence pattern as above, but he finally closed it. He had nothing. It can be said. The Zach in front of him taught Alice to drive and gave Alice a driver's license. This was the first entrance to adulthood. Alice grew up from a little girl and had nothing to do with him, John. So, he couldn't say anything.
Zach had already seen the change in mood from the other person's face. Sympathy came up again. No, it was empathy. He raised his hand and was about to pat John's shoulder. When he was still a hair away from John's shoulder, he pursed his lips. After clicking it, I figured it out - the shoulders are above the waist, so the skin is bare.
John, who was clicked on, almost instinctively held his chest, raised his hands, hugged his shoulders, looked sideways at Zach, and said in a weird tone, "Don't touch me" in a posture that shouldn't appear on a grown man.
Zach frowned and glanced in the direction of Benjamin's warehouse. Inside, Mokavi was chatting and laughing with Benjamin, framing his new work. John's bad state was caused by Mokavi.
"You are a wizard." The ancestor of the vampire family had no choice but to take the blame. Zach looked at John again, "You don't need to care about what a vampire says."
"No need!" John still maintained the same posture as the heroine in Mo Zhui's soap opera, glaring at Zach, "She's right! That's how I am! Poor! Sad! But..."
You would think it was pitiful to see a topless woman hugging her shoulders and feeling sorry for herself. The world is unfair. But if you were a man, you would feel, well, well, the whole world is not good...
Zach raised his hand to stop John from continuing, and casually hung up his coat for John, yes, hung it up. Zach really didn't want to touch John in this state, who knew what kind of posture he would trigger that would make people unable to look directly at him.
But it didn't get better. John grabbed both sides of Zach's coat and wrapped it around his body, making it even more unsightly.
Zach gestured to Grande, "I have clothes there, follow me." Walking in front.
"I want to ask you something." John behind him seemed to have calmed down a little, and his voice was still a little low. Zach turned around and gave a confirmation greeting.
"Is there anyone like me in the Holy Lord Faith?" John asked.
"Define 'someone like you'." Even when he went upstairs to turn, Zach didn't look behind him, so he could give John some dignity.
"I believe in the faith that flows in my blood, but I hate the 'person' at the top of my faith!"
"No." Zack answered after going up a few steps. Why? Everyone said, Demon Hunter, do you hate it? Is there hell in the Holy Lord's belief? Hell was created by the 'man' at the top of the Holy Lord's faith.
I still haven’t forgotten the conversation between Zack and Constantine. Just change the way of presentation, and Zach can answer now, yes.
Zach heard the person behind him take a deep breath, and then said gloomily, "Sure enough! I feel like I am..."
interrupt. Zach didn't want to hear this admission from himself, "Your idea is boring. When you decided to take revenge on Papa Midnight, did you expect that you would have like-minded people?"
John followed Zach up a few steps and answered, "Although no one likes Papa Midnight, there is no one as extreme as me. So, no! I don't expect anyone to be like me!"
"This is the right idea, keep it up, no one is as extreme as you." Zach turned around, "Although you were lucky enough to meet Sibella, but keep it up, being extreme is not the norm, and it's normal to be in awkward situations. .”
"Are you trying to comfort me?" His tone was so questioning that he couldn't be more questioning.
"I'm just a vampire talking nonsense, you don't need to pay attention to me." Zack stepped out of the way, and Mokawe stood in the corridor on the second floor in an unknown way, holding a framed painting with a smile on his face. "Okay, John, here's your painting for you~"
Just like the reason why John had to be painted with tattered clothes and Siberella couldn't be saved - the person who did this was the ancestor of the Thirteen Clan Mokavi, so John had to take it with a dark face and let him show A painting of a woman being raped.
The painting is like this, a girl in shabby clothes is holding a knife, sitting on the bright red sheets, looking at the man with a mop-like hair next to her.
Mokavi explained to Zach, "I can't see my own shadow in Papa Midnight, so he is probably the only male in my painting~" So, as always, the girl is John.
Ordinary people should not ponder the thinking of an 'artist'. (.)