Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 85: The flow of the sun

"Is it gone?"

During the rest of the class, the girls shared their little secrets. Although the sound is not big, if you listen carefully, you can still hear it.

"It has been two days. The phone wallet is still there... but the person is gone." The thin female classmate quietly said.

“Where might I go to drink?” The good classmates said their understanding and comfort: “Is this not very good? Your dad is still drunk and will fight you and your aunt again.”

The thin girl sighed and seemed to be reluctant to discuss this matter.

Suddenly, a loud bang, sounded in the seat next to it. Another female student, a representative of the language class, Luo Wei.

She looked at the people who would wake them up at this time—from the time they started class to the time they were in class, they were all sleeping guys.

"Mo Xiaofei, your composition has not been handed over!"

Mo Xiaofei blinked his eyes and apparently stunned. He looked at the representative of the language class. "Can you be late..."

I completely forgot about this.

"At the latest, you have to pay before you leave school."

"Know it." Mo Xiaofei said to other places.

Luo Hao nodded, and this went away, but the fragrance of her daughter’s house remained here. Mo Xiaofei looked at the other's back slyly - I don't know why, he always felt that he could not see the other side's appearance.

It's not that you really can't see it, or you don't know what the other person looks like.

However, there is always a feeling of embarrassment.

This is not a very beautiful girl, yet very strong girl. He used to be very cowardly, and the kind of nature that he did not have in his own body was more attractive to him than the opposite sex.

Now I can... can you see you clearly?

Mo Xiaofei muttered to himself.

But he quickly shook his head, and now he has more important things to do. Taking a deep breath, Mo Xiaofei continued to fall asleep... If you don’t sleep now, you will only have enough spirit at night.

Probably because of the too frequent relationship with the power, Mo Xiaofei always feels particularly sleepy.

When I was about to fall asleep, Mo Xiaofei glanced at the thin girl.

Don't worry, wait until the guy is remorseful. If you know it is wrong, you will come back to your side...

His eyes sank into the darkness of his eyes.

......

......

In the dark, mixed with the sweat of acid and slight blood, as well as the rusting smell of corroded iron.

Within this inaccessible waste workshop, the number of people who have been hoisted by chains has grown from the first few to the current twenty or thirty.

Just two days.

Yuyou looked at the man or woman who was hoisted one by one, chuckled and finally walked to Luo Qiu’s side.

He is flipping through a brand new soft copy, which reads on the page, about the things that are being lifted - because of what needs to be 'incarcerated' and what kind of 'penalty' should be borne.

"The young master who escaped from the accident, the husband who likes the domestic violence..." Luo Qiu, who suddenly copied the soft leather, put it back to the original place. "All people who can escape from the law."

Yuki picked up the soft skin and looked at the pages of Luoqiu. She just slammed the past: "It’s also a place far away. It seems that Mo Xiaofei is really 'working hard'. It... I don’t know when I can support it."

Luo Qiu looked at the people who had been tortured afterwards and got a chance to breathe, so even if they were so hung, they could have fallen asleep for two days without eating.

"Is it necessary to rescue these people?" Yuki suddenly said: "If they are gone, Mo Xiaofei will only use his abilities more... And they need to be rescued now."

The maidservant is reminding the boss that there is a ready-made business to do.

It’s just that the club, which has other plans in mind, shook his head.

Luo Qiu said: "There are more and more missing people. The police will only pay more attention. Sooner or later, they will find it here. Mo Xiaofei did not kill the meaning of these people... It is not obvious that they will suffer before they are rescued. What a bad thing."

Yuki suddenly asked: "Master, Mo Xiaofei has injured the horse police officer, are you not going to give a little lesson?"

Luo Qiu looked at each other: "He can be safely taken out because the prisoner can easily get out of it. It is because of this question that Ma Shushu finally concealed this matter. This is his own decision. Conceal it, then respect his decision."

Luo Qiu finally looked at the 'prisoners' who had fallen asleep. "He thinks that such young people are only partial, but the essence is not bad... the crime of assaulting the police is too big."

Luo Qiu shook his head a little bit boring, and suddenly asked: "Yes, the last time the sheep Taizi came, has it been three days now?"

Yuki nodded.

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "I want to go to the last barren mountain, try the revolver... Go and prepare some bullets for me."

The maidservant nodded slightly again.

She knows that the new owner at this time is not simply because of interest.

......

......

Black Soul 18 just planned to flatten this nasty paper crane, and when he finished the 12th killing, he suddenly stopped his hand.

The twelfth paper crane at the moment was suddenly surrounded by an indifferent, gray light group, and then flew out, and finally fell into a white palm.

"You Miss Night!"

The Black Soul No. 18 did not dare to neglect, almost came to the club maidservant who appeared quietly in this place with the fastest speed.

Looking at the paper crane that was struggling in her palm, Yuki seemed to be aware of some familiar tastes.

"This is already the twelfth. It seems that the guy hidden in the dark is really dead." Black Soul 18 said: "Just by this paper crane alone, there is really no way to find it. source."

You night said: "The next thing, you don't care. Protect this lady."

Yu night’s gaze swept into the ice room and watched the man sitting at the window, but this time there was no deputy editor-in-chief of Mung bean smoothie.

"The genus knows." Black Soul No. 18 is respectful and respectful, and then hesitated: "Miss Younight... Is this something that should be reported to the new owner?"

You night said: "If this small thing also needs to let the owner care, then what is the meaning of our existence as a servant?"

Feeling the huge pressure of the club, second only to the supreme master, Black Soul 18 quickly lowered his head.

"It's already dinner time." Yuki suddenly said: "I want to go back to the host to prepare dinner, you are here to continue your work."

"Yes……"

Said, Yu night clenched the palm of his hand, the paper crane in the palm of his hand instantly turned into a fly ash.

The eyes of the royal blue are now looking at the suburbs of the city somewhere, and the young lady who appeared on the face is a touch of sneer... sneer.

......

Outskirts.

Yang Taizi suddenly spit out a old blood, pale face.

Not good!

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PS: There is one more at twelve, the sauce is purple.

(End of this chapter)