The world was jolting, and that was how James felt, at least the message his head conveyed to him. Of course the pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info was wrong, nothing was bumping, he was just, sick.

I've never said that this guy is synonymous with health, although he looks like a strong and energetic person, but he is still a human, delicate human being.

We should be a little conscious, human beings have never been known for adapting to their environment, look around us, we don't adapt to any environment, we change it, change it to the extent that we can adapt to it. Maybe we're just lazy, or at least even the birds know how to run to warmer places when the climate changes. But we don't, we pick a place, we build the house, we stay in the house we build and experience the four seasons of the year.

James's illness was the result of his obedience to his human laziness, and his dishonest stay in his house and run around in a climate that cooled down. He deserved it.

Glancing sideways at the time, midnight, he could feel the heat all over his body without touching his skin, I don't know if it was a hallucination, or what, he felt that someone was talking.

After listening quietly for a while, James closed his eyes and it was Wes on the phone.

Wes was taking care of him...... It's not entirely accurate to say that, Wes was looking for him. Let's start at the beginning.

James did something immoral. At noon, James called Corson a reporter and released a list of their 'investigations', a list of those implicated in the two Becky Street fires. The reason why it is an implicated list and not a casualty is because these people are gone. It's just some non-mainstream gangsters, and disappearing doesn't mean anything, they just can't find anyone.

After James let Couson do what he promised to share the credit for Director Darcy's worries, he turned around and sold Cosen, telling Darcy Cousson to announce the list of candidates for Eli's descendants that the Feast did not want to announce.

The purpose was very simple, to get Curson out of the way, so that James could concentrate on trying to find Kate.

We already know that James ran to find the Saints, and now it's not James's efforts to find his girlfriend, it's poor Cowson.

After an inexplicable scolding, Colson was suspended by Darcy, and then Colson began to look for James like a mad dog. It was an obvious fact that James really didn't have many friends at Barton.

So, Wes.

As a matter of intuition, Wes knew he had to stop an angry Curson and find James before he could find him. It didn't take much effort at all, Weiss just held down Coulson, who was furious at the Southern District Police Station, and prayed for the Commissioner of Cologne to catch up with Cowson, take a leave of absence and go home, and find James.

Right in front of Wes's house, like a wounded animal, with hot skin and pale lips, curled up on the front porch.

It really wasn't what friends should do, and Wes didn't even invite James into his house, so he dragged James back to James's own house.

Care? no. Basically throw James in bed, get enough water ready and have nothing to do.

The only thing that Weiss bothered was to call the Southern Police Department and make up a lie to appease the angry Cowson. The rest of the time, I basically listened to James's rambling words.

For example, "I don't know what I've done wrong!", like, "I shouldn't have gotten to this!", like, "Why do I always get into this situation!"

Look, meaningless. Of course, Wes also tried to join, obviously his friend was in physical and mental pain, and wanted to say something that would be comforting. But no words have any effect, or even counterproductive. For example, "What are you not doing right, humans should be afraid of aliens, Kate just isn't enough, well, strong." For example, "You're already good, at least better than when we were serving in the West, and you know the truth, and that's a good thing, right?" For example, "Nobody said it would be easy, we were lucky, we knew the truth, we knew the aliens, and we could choose how to deal with these things that weren't human, well, things." ”

I don't know how long this meaningless conversation lasted anyway, and James fell asleep.

Wake up again, it's now.

Wes didn't know who he was talking to, and he didn't look good when he was in a bad mood, "Don't be so naïve, he's my friend, he's sick!"

"What am I going to do? Leave him alone? Uh, be mature! Jason!"

Let's continue to pretend we don't know he's talking on the phone, we know that Wess wouldn't admit it.

"Uh! How can you say that?! I've been on a mission with him, a mission from birth to death!Trouble? I should have left him alone because of a little trouble?!"

Sure, the guy on the other side of the earpiece - we continue to pretend we don't know who it is. It's worrying about Wes's situation.

What kind of situation? Well, how to put it, the situation with James.

Now, I think it is clear that a fact that may be difficult for everyone to accept is that this story did not start because of a vampire who had to support his family in the midst of change. It was this, the son of this general, who didn't even know the fart at the time, who came to Patton from the west.

Who is the guy who caused so much trouble in this story, please don't talk about Zack. Here, lying in bed, enjoying the pain, now just pretending to sleep with his eyes closed, actually trying to eavesdrop.

Kim should have killed him.

"I know what I'm dealing with!" Wess was a little impatient, "I'll handle it well in the West! I can handle it at Barton!"

Yes, Wes admitted it to Zack, isn't he, he's also a member of the Western Feast. Very 'lucky' guy with James.

"Uh, you don't even know what you're talking about!" Wes tugged at the corners of his mouth, "That's the difference between me and you!" Jason!"Oh, Weis, if you go on like this, be careful that we can't pretend anymore, "You have to lay everything out and make it clear! I don't, I don't, I don't want to!"

I don't know what was said on the earpiece, probably off topic. Wes waved his hand irritably, "Don't say it!" and hung up directly.

The space quieted down. There was no sound. The world was bumpy, James frequently opened his eyes to see the time, and it was so difficult to stay up for a minute, James got out of bed with a heavy quilt, he was really curious.

"Wes?" looked into the darkness, as if it were Wes lying on the couch downstairs.

"Are you awake?" a vague figure on the couch moved, "What's wrong? Are you thirsty, hungry? Are you feeling better?"

"Uh......" James tried to come downstairs, but as soon as one foot was in the air, the jolting sensation suddenly increased. Fragile human, James leaned against the armrest, "I'm hungry." ”

"Okay. The man downstairs turned on the light, wrapped himself in a blanket, and walked to the kitchen, "A little pasta, just warm it up." ”

James watched Wes move from above, "Who were you talking to?" ”

There was silence for a moment, "You hear you." ”

"Listened to some. ”

Sticky response, "Then don't ask." Without any kindness, he looked up at James above.

James frowned, he knew he had used the wrong opening, but now he was in no mood to save it, and tugged at the corners of his mouth, "I don't understand the meaning of some of your words. Cope, cope, cope?"

The lunch box was thrown into the microwave, Wes looked at the spinning lunch box, the expression on his face changed once, and he spoke gloomily, "You, deal with you, and everything around you." ”

"I said it. James said slowly, sick, on the one hand, emotionally, on the other, "I don't understand." ”

"You're really, really not a little conscious, are you, Jaime. Wes looked up at James and said, "Can't you see where you are now?" are you a little aware of what is going on at Barton?"

James's tone was also terrible, "I'm asking questions, asking for answers!

James is about to lose a friend?

No, not yet.

"Good. Then I will answer you. Weiss looked back at the spinning lunch box, "Straight, without any whitewash." Hum. Wes shook his head, probably disappointed, "What are you doing when everyone at Barton is worried about their future, oh, those who know the truth, aliens, afraid that they will be slaves to the Feast from now on, Jaime?"

Again, let's answer the rhetorical question, James is looking for his girlfriend.

Wes waved his hand and continued, "Zach isn't here. The only person standing between the city and the feast is gone. "Wes doesn't know the truth yet, does he? Wes didn't give James a chance to interject and tell him the truth with taunts, and continued, "The only one who gave him a choice for his future, gone, and you, what are you doing?"

Wes continued to shake his head, "You're not looking at Darcy at the police station, you're not looking at the mind reader from Kozil's side, you're not around Barton, the people you already know, the aliens, helping them, helping yourself, you're not even working, leaving your partner behind!What the hell are you doing, Jaime? Or, what have you done? Have you made your choice? Demon Feast or Barton? You gave up and become the person your father, Demon Feast wanted you to be?"

James opened his parched lips.

Wes didn't let him speak, "Or are you just waiting, waiting for things to find you?" and then complaining, then not knowing, and then complaining about your situation......" It seems that the previous meaningless words are not really meaningless, "James, what are you counting on to find you? Good thing? Hmph. ”

Bite!

Wes took the hot pasta and threw it on the table, seemingly too lazy to give it to him. Wes tilted his head, "Irrelevant people know that you can't wait for anything good, and by your side, nothing good will happen, only something bad." He pouted the corners of his mouth and said no more.

James bowed his head and didn't go downstairs, standing against the handrail with an indescribable face, "That irrelevant person cares about you very much." "One last time, let's pretend we don't know who.

"Tsk!" Wes lay back on the couch, "You don't want to see me, you can do it, I'll leave early tomorrow morning, hmph, the first ray of sunlight appears in the east, I'll leave......"

The words with a hint of sarcasm were not finished.

"My advice, leave now. ”

This voice has something for everyone to remember.

Eli Toredo picked up the pasta on the desk, sniffed it, made a disgusted expression, stepped on his boots full of rivets, and walked upstairs.

"Put down the gun. Without even looking behind him, Eli curled the corners of his black mouth and looked at James with a sickly face, "James's friend, for the sake of us being the same kind of people, I don't want to hurt you." The words were not said to James, "Go home, while you still have someone who cares about you~"

While saying this, Eli did something disgusting. He scratched his wrist, added some color as if he was disgusted that the ketchup in the lunch box was not bright enough, and handed it to James, "You're so weak~ You're still sick~ Hehe, human." So, did I do the right thing? Did Zach do the same, feed you blood, keep you healthy?"

How do you respond? Tell him that Zach did feed James blood, but not so disgustingly mixed into food? Who wants to answer, go, go tell Eli.

The lunch box in front of James seemed to be frozen in space, and James didn't take it.

"Whatever you want~" Eli didn't seem to care, he put it aside casually, and looked at Wes, who was disobedient downstairs, put down his gun, and left, "Uh, they're all stubborn guys~" just sighed, and then waved his hand, "Don't worry about your friend, I won't tie him." And you're right, hehe~ I'm Mr. James Lance who didn't do anything, and waited for the 'bad thing'~" The black nails pierced the heavy quilt directly and inserted it into James's chest.

Pain is a must, but at the same time it occurs that James has an abnormal body temperature and a sickly face, in recovery. Eli seems to be a straightforward guy.

"Heh~ Do you feel better~" The bright red finger that was withdrawn wiped directly on his lips, "Hurry up and prepare when it's better~" turned around and went downstairs again, ignoring Weiss who moved with the muzzle, "We're going to be busy tonight, the first stop is the [General's Rest Stop] in the southeast, hehe, the coexistence agreement~ Zack's descendants are eligible to be the first to be the first to make a deal~" raised his finger, " But I should warn you, James, that I don't have much patience, so if things start to go badly, you'd better take the bead that upset me yesterday ~ I may not be in the mood to take care of you ~"

Standing straight in front of the muzzle, tilting his head to look at Wes, who looked nervous, and said inexplicably, "Have you heard my songs, you look like the type of person who will like me~" Weirdly raised his hand and pressed it to Wes's chest, "Those emotions, those angers ~ need to be vented~"

Wes pistoled, and he said he could handle it, not kidding, "Sorry, I have a job and need to travel during the day." Thanks for the invite. ”

"Hah!clever~I like you~" Eli ignored Wes and sat down on the couch, "Give you three minutes to get dressed, James." "Legs crossed," you don't want to run naked outside in this weather. ”

What happens here doesn't stop when Eli dangles his legs and waits, Wes starts getting ready to go home, and James starts getting dressed and going out here without a choice. The last person to show up at James's house tonight is on the scene.

The cyan figure floated in through the window, glanced at the three people who were already here, kept a distance from Eli on the sofa, and didn't have any expression, "Eli Torredo, I'll give you a chance, give me 'Colt'." ”

Wes frowned, speeding up his way out of here, and James, on the contrary, stopped dressing and looked down.

"What?" Eli shook his finger in his ear with an incredible smile, "Sorry, say it again, I didn't hear clearly~"

"You hear it very clearly. I had nothing to hide, and the only reason I came back to Barton was to recycle 'Colt', and I had no interest in anything from Barton and didn't want to get involved. So, Eli Toredo, whatever you want to do at Barton, whatever you want to do easily, without me, a soul walker, getting in your way, this is your chance to give me 'Colt'. ”

"Haha!" seemed to be amused, "Chance? ha! You're so funny, you know, no, aren't all the guys at Barton so funny? No wonder Zach stays in a small town like this......"

"Are you avoiding it, Eli Toredo. The cyan Sloan continued to speak without saying a word, "You know very well that 'Colt' can't keep it in your hands, can you, Demon Feast, hmph, your master will let you hand in this weapon." Give me, hand over the magic feast, which of your only two choices, will it be?"

Obviously, there is an element implanted in this statement that will make Eli emotionally provoked. As a result, Eli's eyes turned red, and he changed his posture and crossed his legs, slowly, "Are there only two choices?hehe, what if, I just want to stay in my own hands~ Do you want to do it, see that I can only turn into a corpse or run away from the little soul walker?"

The cyan Sloane had a hint of expression on his face, and he drifted back a little, and after a pause, "Do you want to use it if you want to keep 'Colt'?" ”

"Is it your business?" Eli curled the corners of her mouth, already as if she had seen the expression of a clown.

"Okay. The cyan Sloan seemed to compromise, "Then you'd better keep Colt, you've been in the middle, you know how much chaos that thing can create, you'd better be realised......"

"Is there anything else you have to say, Soul Walker. Eli waved his hand, seemingly impatient.

It should be, because, the truth is very simple, he doesn't have a 'Colt' at all, and what Sloan is saying here now has only one point for him - the Demon Banquet thinks he has a 'Colt'!

"It's gone. Sloane stepped back again, "You ......" Sloane glanced at the three of them again, "Have a nice evening, you guys." "Turn around, begin to fade, and are about to disappear.

"I have a question. Eli spoke, "Why are you recycling 'Colt'?"

Faded the pause, as if hesitating to answer, "Because the Federation has more 'Colts' as my responsibility, I can't make mistakes and leave them alone, and let these 'Colts' go unchecked." Turning to look at Eli, "You didn't leave No's house that day, you would have known many things. ”

Without giving Eli a chance to continue asking, Sloane vanished.

James has nothing to look at here, everyone knows that the soul walker's clone disappears and returns to his main body, do you want to know where his main body is? Come.

In his own home, into the earpiece, "He took the bait." ”

I know, I know!

On the side of the earpiece, Zach smiled as a matter of course, "Of course I will take the bait~" put down the phone and looked at Zagle beside him, "Interesting thing, just at the beginning~"

Actually, it's not interesting.