Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 821 I, Baki, hit the soul

In contrast to the rudimentary slums that can be seen everywhere, the wealthy houses of wealthy people.

Mr. Besson is a member of the rich circle. But he has a lot of friends - in the past, Mr. Besson often squatted at his own pool party.

Because of the money, Mr. Besson’s friends are getting more and more – this evening, Mr. Besson’s villa has ushered in a party.

But this party is completely different from the previous swimsuit party. All the windows in the entire villa hall have been closed and the curtains are pulled up at the same time.

They didn't turn on the lights, but everyone had a three-pronged candlestick in their hands, and under the light of the candlelight, there was enough light here.

Counting Mr. Besson, there are a total of eleven members. They wore black robes, and the cloaked hats covered their faces.

They stood in a circle and seemed to be doing some mysterious rituals.

"And then?" Someone in the crowd made a voice of doubt.

"This..." The founder of the party, Mr. Besson, hesitated for a long time before frowning: "Maybe wait and see."

"Forget it." A woman made an impatient voice, then opened her own jumpsuit and quickly retired her black robe.

Of course, after the black robe was retired, the woman wore a character in a suspender skirt. The woman was discouraged at this time: "I don't want to open the air conditioner on a hot day, but I still wear such a thick robe. I don't want to torture myself like this."

Mr. Besson also opened his hat and quickly said: "This will enable the omnipotent Almighty Baki **** to perceive our piety."

The woman is helpless: "Dear Besson, but we have not tried almost all the methods that can be thought of? Do you still intend to hold evil rituals like the cults of the novel, and get a **** sacrifice for a newborn baby? ?"

Mr. Besson frowned and was silent, as if he was thinking - everyone saw Mr. Besson's face and could not help but feel a sense of absurdity.

Mr. Besson, this guy looks like it seems to be really heart-warming?

In fact, everyone gathered here was witnessed a miracle shortly before. They saw the mysterious man who claimed to be the apostle of Baki, saved the whole process of Mr. Besson's life, and finally saw the apostle of God disappearing.

They even think of the ‘sound’ that appeared in the theater hostage kidnapping case of the day.

They believe that this mysterious ‘sound’ and the mysterious man who later appeared to save Besson are miracles displayed by the great omnipotent Almighty God Baki.

Because of the miracle of life, because of the extraordinary power of the empty space, a group of idlers, led by Mr. Besson, suddenly saw a strange thought.

The omnipotent Almighty Baki **** does not seem to appear in any contemporary belief system. It may be a newly born god, or a **** that existed in ancient times but is not recorded in history - in any case, there is no footprint of this omnipotent Almighty in the world.

Whether it is possible to develop a group, embrace the great omnipotent Almighty God, and become the first believers of the omnipotent Almighty God.

It’s a miracle of life. These very wealthy guys seem to have seen a radiance that is far more dazzling than the light of money – so it’s only under the instigation of Mr. Besson, who is almost in the midst of fanaticism. The appearance of the second party.

"Besson, maybe Baki is just passing by, it does not care about the beliefs of the world." Besson's old friend patted his shoulder at this time.

But some strange beliefs in Mr. Besson’s heart have been ignited. He is quite excited: “No! It must be because I am not pious enough! When I am bulleted and my life is dying, I feel the smallness of life. I There are many things that have not yet been completed, and I am very eager in my heart! It is the omnipotent Almighty Baki **** that gave me light, it made me return to the world once again. It must be because I am not pious enough!"

Mr. Besson’s fanatical appearance made his extremely old friend frown at the moment. Most of the people here are half-pushing.

On the one hand, they have indeed witnessed the occurrence of miracles, so they have had a tremendous impact on the universal concept. But on the other hand, they also want to see the follow-up of things, in case they are eating chicken... wrong mouth, what if it is true?

What is the difference between a man and a salted fish?

I saw that Mr. Besson suddenly raised his hands on the three-pronged candlestick, completely incarnation into a middle-aged second, and made a strange snoring.

Ah~~~! ! ! ~! Ah~! ~!

The people shook their heads, including Mrs. Besson's young wife, and frowned at this time—she felt that the messenger of the Baki **** deceived her.

Say good, let Besson make a will?

Suddenly, in the hall that should have no wind, suddenly a strong wind blew, blowing out the flames of all the candles here, so that everything was in the dark.

At the moment of the weirdness, everyone couldn't even react, but in just a few seconds, the extinguished candlelight automatically ignited again.

"Send... what happened?" The horror sounded.

At this time, Mr. Besson suddenly shouted, surprise, excitement, sorghum... He was shaking all over, leaning his head, enchanted, and slammed on the ground.

"Are you calling me?"

Above Mr. Besson's head, suspended in the middle of the hall, everyone saw the angel of the **** who appeared on the day with a carnival mask and broke away.

"Really, it really happened!"

"My God... isn't this off Wia?"

At this time, Mr. Besson suddenly stood up and angered: "Ignorance sinners! Don't hurry to sin in front of God! You want to bear the punishment of the omnipotent Almighty God!"

Perhaps it was because Mr. Besson’s arrogant appearance scared everyone, perhaps because the **** had already demonstrated the power of miracles beyond scientific interpretation, or it was because he wore this black robe and took the secret. The rituals, so the subconscious mind has already appeared the cause of fear... They slammed down under the gaze of the floating god.

And God made this time suddenly looked at Mr. Besson - Bucky was really watching Mr. Besson.

Some of the conversations that took place ten minutes ago were still very clear in Baki’s mind – his conversation with the club maid.

- "Hey? Ceremony?"

- "It's just a fantasy of a group of rich people. They have great material wealth while the spirit is very poor. You are lucky, and you are dying of Mr. Besson's life... People are very dead at the moment It is easy to have awe of mystery."

- "So what am I going to do?"

- "You don't even have to do anything, just keep your image. The rest is handed over to Besson. Because the heart has already identified the relationship of the so-called omnipotent god, he will automatically give up your brain." A lot of things. Even if you just say a word, he is likely to interpret it for a long time, as a god. As long as you use Besson as a whole, you can quickly grow your own church."

- "So, it seems that it is really..."

When the memories were recovered, when Bucky looked at Mr. Besson again, it was how happy it was to be happy. Mr. Besson had money, was rich, and was still an old middle school. His friends were very rich. I heard that the second is contagious.

The key is that these people are very rich, and the people they contact are very rich! Those who join in the future will be very rich!

Rich, rich, rich! Labor and capital still do what black boss! This way, money is coming soon! !

MMP! Labor and management turned over!

"Besson, I have already felt your piety."

With the maidservant behind his back to support his floating power, Baki is just beginning to take off at the moment, and the blessing ring will be able to become a dog three or four times a day, and it is not awkward.

"From today, you are..." Baki dragged his voice.

Mr. Besson’s throat agitated and stared nervously at the messenger of God above his head. Finally, Baki slowly said: “...I am a servant.”

"Under the servant?" Mr. Besson glimpsed.

Baki did not panic and said: "In the kingdom of my god, everyone is the servant of my God. I am the embodiment of my God in the world. You are my servant, equal to God's servant, as long as you are pious. It will be able to advance to the Kingdom of God."

Saying, the jade crown was launched, and there was a scene of a blissful bliss on the entire ceiling. The maidservant said that this play could indeed form such a space, but he needed to gain enough faith to support it.

In addition, according to the agreement signed with the club, Baki only had the right to use this game for ten years. When the time comes in ten years, it needs to be renewed.

"God country!"

The sound of amazement sounded, and Baki waved with both hands. This kind of ‘God country’ scene could not be supported for a long time. If there was no support from the maid of the maid, he would have been tired on the ground.

"You, as Besson's servants, as long as they are pious enough, they can become God's servants in the future." Bucky slowly landed down and said indifferently: "Besson, come and kiss my feet."

Mr. Besson said nothing, bowed his head and kissed him on Bucky’s shoes.

Baki hand caressed Besson's forehead, his palms shimmered, and he saw the appearance of Mr. Besson's face. When he stood up, his face was ruddy and refreshed, as if he was young and young.

"God makes us..." The people hesitated.

Baki said in a light way: "Besson, give me a place to rest. Tomorrow, I will choose three of your many servants to bless them and let them feel the grace of my God."

Besson was overjoyed and quickly arranged accommodation.

After that, Mr. Besson, who had been promoted to the servant of God, looked at everyone present. "Everyone, I feel like I have never been better before, and my body has a constant power..."

Said, Mr. Besson suddenly took a coffee table in the hall with his hands - the coffee table was carved with marble, and it was very luxurious and heavy, but Mr. Besson easily lifted the coffee table and then proceeded. fling.

Hey -!

The sound of the heavy impact shook the entire villa and shook it.

"... So, everyone, don't you come over and kiss my feet and become my servant?"

......

......

Continuous and very neat sounds.

When Caroline woke up, there was a movie projector in front of him. The film flashed in front of Caroline's eyes at high speed. She looked around in confusion and found herself in a narrow room.

Not only is she alone.

In front of her, I can see a back... It should be a man. Looking back at the scene before his coma, Caroline was subconsciously nervous.

This captured my own mysterious guy, looking at the movie on the screen in front of him, it seems to be in a daze.

Caroline moved her body subconsciously - she was not **** by this mysterious man, but was randomly placed on the ground.

Because of the moving relationship, Caroline accidentally mentioned the cabinet next to it. The mysterious person should be the gap, and slightly biased.

Under the glare of the player, Caroline couldn't see the person's appearance, but he heard the other person's hoarse voice. "Are you awake?"

"You...who are you?" Caroline looked around and nervously asked, "Where is this! Why are you arresting me?"

The man continued to look at the movie in front and slowly said: "This was originally the auditorium. Later it became a venue for the movie drama department... As for who I am. I am... the person who was sitting in the 403 bedroom."

403 bedroom.

Caroline frowned, she felt the familiarity of this number - suddenly, Caroline remembered where the 403 bedroom is!

That is what she lived in these two days.

"You... are you the classmate of Arnold?" Caroline was surprised.

The bedroom has been in the two days since she lived in the house, and she has never seen the classmate of ‘Ano’ – but... why is this person quietly appearing at night?

"How much do you know about 'Ano'?" The number of mysterious men was slightly biased and asked.

Caroline stood up, then reached out and quietly picked up a roll of film film on the table and watched the place with vigilance.

"If it weren't for me, you have already been discovered by people in Boston, because you don't know, they still have people outside to see the wind. If you just leave this way... I am afraid the situation is very dangerous now. Even so, you still Want to attack me?"

Caroline stepped back two steps. "But you...but why are you helping me?"

"Why?" The man slowly stood up and turned to Caroline.

At this point, Caroline only saw the person's appearance - or, by such a look, he was shocked and sent it, and the film on his hand fell directly on the ground.

There were many bandages on his head, and some of the exposed skin were dry and wrinkled. It was like a very serious burn. His voice was more hoarse and low, like the roar of the devil. He heard the Caroline scalp. hemp.

"...because, I have a common enemy with you." The man pointed at his face. "I will become this look, thanks to the two brothers!"

"You mean, Arnold and... Hailey?" Caroline opened her mouth in shock.

(End of this chapter)