Zach walked into the unusually clean and tidy Skull Bar. Too Crowley's style, these guys are more like Puritans than demons!

Seth also seemed a little surprised by what he saw, and one by one sat with his back straight, looking at the three outsiders.

Zach raised an eyebrow, he glanced at the people in the bar, the demon and the normal human were about half apart, "Who am I going to talk to?" Zach casually looked at a demon and asked.

"Me. A man in his thirties poked his head out of the back, a human with a large burn scar on his chin, but his eyes were aimed at the person on the side, not a human, but a demon.

When someone was close to the man's ear and was about to say something], ↖Anshu↙Ba. Zach walked up to the man and raised an eyebrow, and Crowley actually kept the human boss. Count her smart, if Crowley completely replaces the gang with demons, Anthony will be upset, and Cologne will find a reason to ban them.

"Zachary Grande. Zach sat directly across from the man, "You can call me Zach." ”

"I still like it, Mr. Grande. The man smiled, "Sgaule." He raised an eyebrow and leaned forward, moving closer to Zach's direction, "Are you really, well, a vampire?"

"Yes, it can't be in yes. Zach grinned, deliberately grinning on one side of his lips, revealing his sharply stretched teeth. Watching the other party retract his body vigilantly, Zach had a good impression of this Sgol.

"You can retract!" as he glanced at Seth, who was standing on the side and had not sat down, and raised his chin slightly, greeting his opponent's subordinates in every sense.

There was already a demon whispering in Scoer's ear, and he nodded in the direction of the emptiness. Dylan tilted his head. Returned one.

"I don't want to waste time. Zach looked at the other party, a little curious, what kind of deal Crowley used to get this guy into his men.

Transaction refers to the demonic contract, as the saying goes, to succumb to temptation and sell his soul to the demons of hell. I just don't know what Crowley promised that was attractive enough. Let these guys be willing to live the Puritan life as they are now.

"I need your men to patrol the southeast to keep the hunters out of reach. ”

Sgaull raised an eyebrow, the scar on his chin twitching, "Hunter, what is a hunter?" he looked at the person next to him, the demon, with an expression waiting for an explanation.

Zach smiled inwardly, another poor fellow who had no idea what he was going to face, and sold himself to the devil in a hurry.

The demon beside Squill looked at Zach with blank eyes. The black spreads out of the pupils, and something seems to be tumbling.

"Ahh He pouted, "I can't be happier." ”

Zack's inner smile began to appear on his face, but he didn't answer. Although the other party seems to be a pretty good guy. But both from the Grande social relationship ('The General') to the relationship between Grande and Crowley. Zach is not suitable to be too kind to this person, alas.

The demon's eyes brightened, and he whispered a few words into Scoer's ear.

Zach had heard it, but waited for Sgaul to say it. Schauer shrugged, looking like he didn't care. "Okay, I'll send someone to patrol the neighborhood. If you find it, uh, the hunter, you'll just get rid of it. ”

Then the guy glanced at the demon next to him who was in charge of delivering the message. "You know when I say send people, but you actually go. I don't know what hunters are, it's your business anyway, you deal with it. Just take care of my brothers' bodies!

The demon tugged at the corners of his mouth, and then before he could finish rolling his eyes, his eyes were black again, probably making a small report.

In the mayor's office, Anthony's excited speech was not over when he noticed that Crowley was distracted again.

Anthony opened his mouth, cursed, and continued to look at what he was doing. Now Anthony had a file in his hand, the kind that a federal citizen would have, and the picture on it was a young and clean version of a homeless woman.

That is, Crowley's container, Zach guessed correctly that Crowley was here with Anthony, but he guessed Crowley's purpose wrong. Crowley had come to justify her container, that is, to decriminalize the woman's civic information again.

The archives document the life of this woman, who does not seem to be a good person, stealing, breaking into other people's homes, eating without paying...... But because this woman was diagnosed with paranoid mental disorder (the main symptom is delusion), she got away without responsibility after committing a bunch of small things.

But psychosis is not a panacea, and in fact, the legal citizenship of this woman named Poole has lapsed. Because she has not fulfilled the obligations of a citizen for too long, taxes, social security...... Without even a fixed place to live and contact information, like most homeless people, they have become a dead end to federal citizen information.

And the reason why Crowley came is simple. Hasn't Anthony always been unhappy that she doesn't even have an identity, not even a citizen of Barton. So Crowley threw this little thing in front of Anthony as a matter of course, "This is who I am in the future, get it right." ”

Think of this as Crawley's revenge on Anthony for arbitrarily directing her. It's also quite naïve and helpless, just like reporting.

Crowley's inky eyes flashed red, and she waved her hand impatiently, saying into the air, "Whatever he is!" God knows who she's talking to.

His eyes were on Anthony again, "No one will bother us anymore." She looked at Anthony as he read the file with an irritated expression, "Are you going to help me, if you think this kind of thing is too small for you to do, then I'll be happy to handle it myself." ”

"Hmph!" Anthony glanced up at Crowley, "and then let you put your hand in the government? ”

Anthony snapped and closed the file, not knowing where Crowley got it, the corners were yellowed and cocked, and God knows how long it had been buried.

Crowley pouted, her long legs interlaced, and she changed the way she overlapped, "We already have an agreement, I said I wouldn't touch Barton management, but I just won't." You should trust me and not look for an opportunity to question me at any time. ”

"Your agreement was made with Grande. Anthony placed the file at the bottom of a stack of to-do papers, which he was saying in his own way - he would handle it, but he wouldn't let you get what you wanted so easily, "It's not my turn to trust you yet." ”

Crowley pursed her lips, and Anthony drew the line very slyly.

In this way, everyone understands.

We can think of Anthony and Grande as one, because their relationship was determined before coming to Barton, a friendship beyond race, and Barton's is now the result of their joint efforts. So the agreement between Crowley and Grande, all kinds of restrictions on demons, is actually for the city led by Anthony - Barton.

But we can't think of Anthony and Grande as one, because Anthony is the mayor and Grande, uh, Grande is just a voter with the right to vote!

So in things that are beneficial to Barton, Anthony naturally intervenes and helps Grande behind his back, such as the contract with the prison. But as soon as there were signs of bad luck for Barton, Anthony immediately jumped away and became the mayor, saying such things that made Crowley, who had been restrained by Grande helpless, sad.

It's a bummer.

Crowley has been trying to find a foothold for dialogue with Anthony on an equal footing, but in the case of Anthony's cunning use of Grande as a shield, she finds that she has been unwittingly reduced to the status of a voter, and helplessly, her relationship with Anthony is not good enough to be friends. So she will never have a foothold in front of Anthony!

"You're so ......" Crowley stared at Anthony, thinking about the words, and finally felt tactful, "cunning." ”

Anthony snorted, "I really don't know whether to be happy or sad to be said by a demon like that." He waved his hand, "You're all right, you're okay and you can go." Anthony looked at the time, it was almost noon, and his secretary Gina was about to come in to talk about the choice of lunch.

Crowley stood up without twisting, straightened her coat, and began to have a chaotic light and shadow behind her, "There is one more thing." ”

Anthony looked down at Wen Jiàn's head and shook it, but didn't look at her again. Just as Zach guessed, Anthony guessed that it was impossible for Crowley not to have the slightest idea about the arrival of the saints. Although the main purpose of her coming here this time was not this matter, it was impossible not to mention it.

"If she comes. Crowley's voice was a little hesitant, "Tell her that I'm in Mary's Chapel, and she's always welcome to visit." ”

Anthony tugged at the corners of his mouth and responded impatiently, "Tell Zach and tell me what to do!"

Crowley actually smiled, not knowing if she meant something else, "It's not the arrogant vampire who really makes an impact, it's you." ”

It was as if countless pages were turning at the same time, stirring up the air, and Crowley was gone.

Anthony finally looked up at the empty side, dropped the pen in his hand, and leaned back in his chair. Anthony frowned, he understood what Crowley meant.

Last night, while the vampire and Eli were bored waiting for Gangaro to return, Zach called Anthony and briefly explained that there would be a new alien race in Barton City, and it was a powerful alien race - Gangaro and the Saints.

Zach also made no secret of his purpose, and Grande wanted them. In order to do this, Zach needs Anthony's help, and as mayor, Anthony needs to prove to the saints that this is a harmonious, free city, as Zach says. Patton's leader, the mayor, is a just 'righteous man', not a puppet accused by an alien race. (To be continued......)