Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 831 gives dreams and futures (5)

Whether it is for the sake of not letting Song Tianyou’s expectations fall, or for the sake of winning in the next game, Song Ying can’t take it lightly this time, please don’t hesitate to go back to the rivers and lakes – even if When completing this task, she needs to bring a tow bottle that she does not understand.

Song Ying’s movement was very fast—in the morning, Song Laojiao ordered it. After lunch, she personally found the place where Luo Qiu lived temporarily.

This is the inner courtyard of the Hanshe, with multiple defenses. Only Song people are qualified to live here - Qiu Shaoye naturally does not need a majority.

Hey!

Song Ying put a thick stack of books in front of Luo Qiu, and made the table vibrate.

Luo Qiu curiously picked up the top of the book and looked at it. He looked at Song Yingdao: "Is these books for me?"

This stack of books has accumulated more than forty thicknesses, and without exception, it is a book about red wine – the field of red wine origin, brewing technology, culture, etc.

Of course, red wine is a big academic subject. Although these books are thick, they are probably just a drop in the sea of ​​wine culture.

"Show it to you." Song Ying said: "Then we have to visit the gambling gods personally. The knowledge inside should be used. You can rest assured that I will not let you down-to-back what is inside, just When you are asked not to discuss the topic of red wine, you will feel awkward... You will finish watching them tonight. I will give you a temporary tasting training tomorrow!"

After reading a professional book of forty centimeters a night, it is not a good anti-humanity.

"I try to pick what I am interested in." Luo Qiu nodded and was not angry.

The encapsulation of these books is not ordinary, giving Luo Qiu a heavy sense of history. With the financial resources of the Song family, probably there are some more precious materials mixed here.

Luo Qiu has always been holding a lot of good attitudes in extracting knowledge. Nowadays, someone is sent to the door, and naturally there is no intention to refuse politely.

Song Ying, who had a certain understanding of Luo Qiu’s temperament without temper, was too lazy to care about the perfunctory taste of Luo Qiu’s words. Instead, he said directly: “The gambling god’s hobbies are not many, but red wine is among them. One. Otherwise, he will not retire and conceal himself to build a vineyard. I received the news that the day after tomorrow, the gambling **** will hold a new wine tasting in his estate. I will get the invitation, and you will accompany me when you arrive. In the past, it was a confession to my grandfather!"

Luo Qiu thought about it. In fact, he was used to the environment in which all the small things were arranged. Although the request for Song Laojiao was just going to go through the game and make a soy sauce, it was too natural. not good.

With the extension of the holiday time, some of his indifferent concepts have re-ignited.

Luo Qiu did not know to what extent this could be restored. At this time, it was only for the purpose of finding out, so I was obviously very satisfied with the arrangement of Song Ying.

"Fortunately for you." Luo Qiu nodded.

"Not hard... your sister!"

Song Ying suddenly felt that something was wrong in the context - how did he feel like he was the assistant of this guy?

Luo Qiu just smiled and flipped a few books, then picked up a temporary eye-catching look, but only after reading a few pages, Luo Qiu looked up: "Are you planning to accompany me?" ?"

"No time!" Song Ying turned around and looked at Gan Hong, who was silently silent, and walked out quickly.

"Song Ying, she used to be like this." After Luo Qiu looked at the red wine book on his hand, he suddenly asked, "When you follow her."

Gan Hong shook his head, quite admire: "It is generally not like this. But there are two things that can make Miss Sakura, there are two in total, including Qiu Shaoye."

“Are you still?” Luo Qiu asked.

"It is big and small." Gan Hong whispered.

Luo Qiu smiled heartily and pointed to his opposite. "Don't stand, you can take a look, it's quite interesting."

Gan Hong shook his head. "I have no use in learning this."

"There is no harm in learning more." Luo Qiu read the book and said: "Just let's pass the time, otherwise you will be very boring... Maybe you can go outside and distract yourself."

"That... I still read the book." Gan Hong sat down, and Luo Qiu took out a copy at this time and moved to the front of Gan Hong.

She suddenly understood that the young Qiu’s means... he easily created two different choices, and then made people very tempered to choose the one he wanted to choose.~www.ltnovel.com ~ Going out for a walk... Gan Hong as a bodyguard, it is impossible to let his master leave his sight - of course, she can choose not to look, just stand like this.

However, after adding hints of ‘sit down’, ‘pass time’ and so on, subjective consciousness is directly offset.

Gan Hong looked up and saw Luo Qiu quietly, but he saw Luo Qiu read the book with great interest... Perhaps he thought more?

It’s an incredible person.

Um... This book is really interesting.

Perhaps because of the quiet relationship, I have always been concerned about the firearms, fighting, and so on, and the knowledge about my profession, but it is easy to see the contents of this book.

It’s just a matter of picking it out... Isn’t this not seen before?

Probably because this book is the reason why a book with a bad style is mixed in this pile of professional books... It is actually a comic book.

"Water Drops of God."

Wait, this is not to say... I can only look at the extent of comic books? ? ? ?

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Under the night sky, the lights are rampant.

However, at this time, at a height that is difficult for ordinary people to see, the space is swaying—like floating out of the water. At this time, two figures emerge from the ripples of the air.

The first thing I saw was the golden Wolfgang, and the next was Noah. Noah wore a gray-white robes, a strange purple belt, and a hood covered his face under his nose.

They descended on the shoulders of the huge statue of God on the Sugar Loaf and shared a bird's eye view of the city.

Wolfgang said at this time: "Noah, say, how long have you not come to the Lord?"

"It's been a while." Noah was silent for a while, then looked around the city of God. "No matter how many different time and space, the dirty atmosphere hidden under the beauty has never changed."

"Well..." Wolfgang nodded and then looked at the huge God's head next to it. He reached out and patted it a few times. "Every time I see this thing, I will remember the scene I saw on the 16th Earth... the endless zombies are climbing, like the whole one." The ants are generally covering Him and letting him drown in despair."

"The 16th Earth has already destroyed the Michael Club. Now Michael is rebuilding the new civilization after the 16th earth waste... Of course, according to their philosophy." Noah said indifferently: "I don't know the main world." What Michael's action will be."

"Different time and space have different trends. Compared with the Michaels Club on the 16th Earth, this development on the main world is far behind." Wolfgang shook his head: "After all, it may not be the main world." Didn't the protagonist selected to start the annihilation of the world?"

"There is still no conclusion, don't judge too early..." Noah waved his hand and closed his eyes. After a while, he opened his eyes again: "There is no trace of the lost area near this. Wolfgang You are inferring that Lucifer’s disappearance may be in the wrong direction."

"No?" Wolfgang could not help but say: "But the notes in the wind have not been found... at least I can't feel it within this country. Could it be that Lucifer has left South America?"

Noah sank a bit and suddenly said: "I don't know why, I am here, I feel a sense of uneasiness, as if I have been peeked at it... This night, under the faint glimpse of a strange power."

"What is the level of danger?" Wolfgang's face changed slightly, and he was able to let Noah say something strange. He didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Unable to define." Noah opened the hood and revealed a frowning brow. "There was a flash in the pan and disappeared."

Wolfgang calmly said: "Is it a peep of the will of the Lord's world? Noah, have you not come back for too long, and you have not adapted to the peep of the world will."

"Maybe." Noah nodded, but the dignified look did not diminish. "Let's be careful, listen to the newcomer brought back by Dong Zhuo. The club is walking in the main world during this time."

Wolfgang nodded. "There is such a thing, but the club should not be here. According to the news from the newcomer, the club should now be in the territory of the country, but also a new boss. ""

"I know." Noah nodded. "I heard that it is a very interesting guy... If you have a chance, just see it, and you have to say hello to the new boss."

Wolfgang heard the words and shook his hands with a smile, and ten fingers moved.

The two were silent for a long time.

Noah brought the hood back and looked at Wolfgang. "You take me to Charlotte, maybe she still has something to look at us... if there are too few clues, it’s not easy to judge. ""

"Come on." Wolfgang waved his hand and pointed to a corner of the city under the night sky.

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After the two quickly left, next to the shoulders of the statue of God, once again, the ripples in the air poured out, and the night of the maid costume changed slowly. She gently held her hands on the abdomen, "The Book of the Air... Noah... Ark."

No matter who you are... as long as you don't break the club's business, it's a guy who doesn't have a relationship.

A smile appeared on the maid's face. She put her finger on the statue of God and gently clicked it. Then she turned and left, and disappeared in an instant.

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In the middle of the night, even the busy place of the hospital was almost quiet, only the nurses who occasionally had a patrol room, and the doctor on duty were walking around - of course, the first aid was still brightly lit.

But the inpatient department is already a comfortable environment for the patient to sleep.

Barra has left, she will come over to replace Mr. Orphee tomorrow morning - originally Bara is going to persuade Mr. Orphee to go home and take a rest, because he still has important work to attend tomorrow, just Orpheus I don’t know why I insisted on staying this time.

In desperation, Bara can only go home to rest, and come over tomorrow to replace.

In the independent ward, Mr. Orphee lay on the sofa and fell asleep. It’s just that his hands are still holding the brown notebook... he has already read the contents inside.

Suddenly, Dr. Ferranci sat up on the bed, and he opened his eyes and looked around in vain. He didn't know how he would appear in this place, it seemed to be a hospital.

He saw a man lying on the sofa, Dr. Ferranch frowned, always feeling that the man gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember the name of the man – even, he subconsciously thought This person is a stranger.

Dr. Ferranhe hesitated, and he did not intend to wake up this strange guy.

He quietly walked out of bed, only feeling very hungry, wanting to eat something, he took an apple from the table and picked it up, and pushed the door of the ward and went out.

He walked in the hallway of the hospital and picked up the apple.

He would like to ask a doctor or nurse to ask why he is in this place... but this hospital is somewhat different from the hospital he is impressed with.

When did Rio have such a clean and advanced hospital... there are even many instruments that he can't name.

Suddenly, Dr. Ferranch saw a man wearing a patient's clothes, sneaking a cigarette in the corner of the overhead floor, and talking... it seemed to be on the phone.

Dr. Ferranci waited for a while, and when the man finished the call, he walked over and patted the other's shoulder.

This **** is gone, and the patient who is secretly smoking is shocked, but after seeing the old man of the patient, he is relieved. "Oh... old gentleman, please don't be scary in the middle of the night? If you let The nurse found out that I would be very troublesome."

"Sorry, sorry, I am not malicious." Dr. Ferranci said apologetically: "Can you pick me up? I want to call home."

The man suddenly stunned for a while, but he still borrowed the phone. He was not afraid of what the grandfather could do... but when Dr. Ferranci took the call, he was slow to move, just holding the phone and looking left and right. .

"The old man, play fast, I have to go back to the room quickly, or I will be found stealing." The man urged.

Dr. Ferranchi hesitated at this time, he felt his face a bit hot - as a university professor, high intellectuals, he is really ashamed to say what he said next.

But he had to say it: "I... I don't seem to use your phone... Is this a phone call?"

"This is the latest Apple 9, how can it be not a phone! Old man, are you stupid?" The man stunned, and then remembered something, "Oh... you are the one who only uses the old man's machine? Come on, you Tell me the number, I will pass it to you."

"Okay." Dr. Ferranch reluctantly handed over the phone and quickly read a number. "This is my home phone."

The man had dialed directly, but quickly frowned: "The old man, this number is an empty number, it does not exist."

"What?" Dr. Ferranci opened his mouth.

(End of this chapter)