Trafford’s Trading Club

Hearing a noise from the door, Cleary came out in a hurry with a jacket on, "Boss ......"

However, what caught my eye was the image of Mr. Azachez being escorted in.

In addition to a man wearing sunglasses, there were three other guys who didn't look friendly.

"What do you want! Let go of Boss Assahelis!"

The maid seemed unexpectedly courageous at this point - except that her courage apparently didn't have much effect on Fassie's men.

Fahie just waved his hand casually, and in an instant a man stepped forward, easily grabbed Chrisley, and pushed her into the lobby of the mansion.

In the lobby lounge area, Cleary was grabbed by the hands and unable to struggle, while Boss Assashears was placed directly on the floor.

"Say, Assashears right?" Fahy leaned back on the couch and asked casually, "Who ordered you to go."

"I told you, I went there on my own, I wasn't ordered." Mr. Assahelis gritted his teeth, "Dude, it's not too late for you to stop, really!"

Fahy, however, laughed softly, "So you have something to fall back on, right?"

"There is nothing to fall back on," But Boss Assahelis shook his head, "It's just that the sages say, don't walk in the way of evil."

Fahy shook his head, "You don't seem to care much for the lady, and I hope my companion knows how to be gentle."

"No...don't come near!" The sound of a scream was instantaneous.

At that moment, something quickly flew out, hitting the man who had grabbed the back of her head ....... It was a cup.

Farhi instantly narrowed his eyes and looked up to the hallway location above the lobby ...... As for the other man, he had already begun to aim his pistol.

He took aim at a young man sitting on the railing of the second floor hallway.

"Mr. Bertrand!" Cleary shouted in surprise and delight.

The man who was sitting on the railing was Bertrand ...... who now made a silent gesture toward Cleary before jumping straight down from the railing.

"Looks like your companions are starting to show up as well," Fahy laughed softly, "Mr. Assahelis, perhaps you overestimated your companion's patience."

Bertrand sized up the situation and suddenly sighed, "Assasheth was right about one thing ...... this man, it may not be too late for you to stop now."

Fahy laughed at the words before shaking his head and saying, "You all like to preach?"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Bertrand sighed again, "Really, believe me, I'm a good person. I want you to be a good person too."

Fahy just opened his mouth and didn't say anything, yet a few of his men, startled, burst out laughing.

"Of course we're good people! Hahahaha!!!"

Bertrand was about to speak, whirled a little and even muttered, "You're finished ......."

"It's quite lively here."

A woman's voice came, and they subconsciously looked to see a beautiful woman with long blond hair, now standing at the top of the stairs, holding out her hand to the handrail and slowly walking down with a smile on her face.

It was over!

This smile of the Virgin!

Bertrand opened his mouth, but eventually chose to shut up ...... about an hour ago. He was just walking through the hallway and was distracted by something he was thinking about and accidentally bumped into a vase in the hallway, and guess what?

The Virgin just opened the door of the room and came out.

--You're making too much noise, Mr. Bertrand. ......

There are evil spirits at ...... that are definitely behind the Virgin Mary!

......

The so-called holy maiden hot Yulia, even more amazing ...... can even be described as a fairy.

Mr. Fahy subconsciously stood up, and after a flicker of appreciation, politely, reached out and gently circled twice in the air, and bowed slightly, "I'm sorry to interrupt, ma'am ...... it seems to be getting closer to what I want to know."

"What do you want to know." Miss Maid asked bluntly.

Fahy waved his hand at this point, and Mr. Assahelis on the floor was instantly lifted up while he sat down again, "The purpose, that's all."

"Yu... Yu Night-san." Mr. Assaschels now opened his mouth, full of chagrin.

"As a descendant of the Darke family, Mr. Assasheth is truly to be deplored." The maid shook her head as if she were sighing, "Your cousin, by comparison, is far superior."

What could Assahelis say ...... he didn't dare to raise his head in front of Miss Youkai.

As for the cousin that Miss Younès spoke of, it naturally referred to Ludic, and as the campus director of the [Capital of Freedom Academy], there was no need to say more about his achievements.

"In fact, that guy has a lot of bad intentions ......", Mr. Assashears could not help but mutter.

But the man who was holding Assashears snorted, "This is not the place for you to be pulling family strings, so don't give me any nonsense here."

The lady maid looked away.

But there was a figure moving even faster than her gaze at this point ...... as fast as a stream of light - the man carrying Mr. Azaccheus, and now the sky was spinning!

A great impulse made his brain almost faint, and by the time he reacted, he had been pushed directly on the floor.

The person who did it was Bertrand, of course!

"Man, isn't it nice to be human." Bertrand looked blankly at the face that he was squeezing into the floor, "I'll help you if you don't want to be a man?"

In an instant, the other two men reacted, one of them let go of Keri, and the other one jumped straight on ...... Bertrand's palm was still holding down the man's head on the ground, his body was upside down, his legs were spinning, and he easily kicked the two men out.

After the two men were kicked off and fell to the ground, they did not move.

With the force of his hand, Bertrand stood up again, smiled and said, "Saint... Miss Youkai, there's no need for these guys to get your hands dirty."

BANG-!

The sound of a gunshot, instantly disturbing the quiet of the night ...... Bertrand body slightly shaken, slowly turned his body ...... frowned.

I only saw the sofa to do Fahy, now holding a pistol, rested on his knee, and said calmly: "The body is good, quite fast, but should be faster than the bullet."

"It's hard to say whether it's faster or not." But Bertrand shook his head: "But I almost forgot, mankind has already mastered this kind of weapon ...... was suddenly blown away, it was really a shock."

Fahy subconsciously frowned.

What did he see?

The ...... bullet was now slipping out of Bertrand's body a little bit - and finally fell to the floor.

Bang, bang, bang, bang - ！！！！

He instinctively pulled the trigger again, and the bullets spat wildly out of the gun, but there was an invisible wall in front of Bertrand at the moment, blocking the bullets out of his body.

Fahie's pupils had begun to dilate beneath his sunglasses as he watched the hovering array of bullets - he was still sitting on the couch, not that he didn't want to get up, but because it felt like his body was rigid.

"What...what the hell are you ......"

Bertrand ignored Fahie's words at this point and just looked blankly at the maid, "Miss Younai, can I have this guy? It seems like I haven't killed many people since I ascended to heaven."

The maid lady went to say calmly, "Mr. Bertrand, are you very eager to kill."

Bertrand instantly felt as if his soul had been frozen, he shivered, and his murderous eyes gradually regained their calmness, he accosted and said, "How could I! I'm just kidding, I quit killing for a long time, ah ha ha ha ha ...... ha ha, sorry."

Just then, Fashi moved.

He directly bounced up, stepped over the sofa chair, and rushed towards the door madly ...... maid lady instantly looked over, her eyes slightly bright.

In a split second, Fahie only felt the door farther and farther away from him ...... No matter how hard he sprinted, everything in front of him was moving away from his sight at a faster pace.

He subconsciously looked around, but found that the surroundings had turned into a long bridge, on both sides of the deep abyss ...... and behind him, there was even a terrible monster, chasing him madly!

Fahie could only run on, desperate to get farther away from this endless bridge ...... He had gone from nervous at first, to fearful, and then like a runaway, but still he stumbled forward.

Never-ending.

......

"What is he...what is he doing?"

Cleary had already helped Assaschels get untied, and Mr. Assaschels was looking at the sunglasses guy who had just stepped over the sofa and chair to get away.

The guy was standing still, but for some reason, his body started to sweat, and his forehead was full of sweat?

"Don't ask if you don't understand something," Bertrand said now, coldly.

Mr. Azaccheus was stunned and opened his mouth ...... shouldn't it be, if you don't understand something, you should ask?

"Mr. Azaccheus."

Just then, the maid lady suddenly shouted.

"I'm...I'm here!" On hearing this, Assahelis stiffened, and even responded.

The maid lady said calmly, "As a resident of this mansion, I am very dissatisfied with the security of your mansion. It seems that this mansion, in the hands of Mr. Assahelis, will be closed down next year."

...... Don't use the future completion time ah hello!

"I...I try to respond to your expectations?" Mr. Azachez only asked tentatively.

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, but she rolled over and went upstairs without saying anything.

Mr. Azaccheus and Crilly looked at each other, trying to speak, but not daring to say a word - this Miss Younai was too strong!

It wasn't until the figure of Ms. Younai disappeared down the corridor that Mr. Azaccheus sat down, touched his forehead, and looked at Bertrand innocently, "So ...... Mr. Bertrand, we now?"

"Waiting." Bertrand shrugged, "According to Ms. Youknight's ...... well, her nature, this sunglasses dude will be punished until at least morning - maybe when the aunt wakes up, hopefully he won't have a breakdown. "

Cleary blinked and asked curiously, "Mr. Bertrand, you seem to know Ms. Youkai ...... very well, didn't you meet her in the village of [Donglemi]?"

"If you don't understand something, don't ask oh." Bertrand smiled slightly, though he waved his hand, "Now, who's going to help me tie these guys up?"

"I'll do it!" Mr. Azaccheus stood up with his sleeves pinched without saying a word, "I'd love to!"

......

......

"Boss, have some hot tea."

Cleary now brought a cup of brewed black tea, a small dish of sugar, and some milk to Mr. Assashears' narration.

At the rest area, in addition to the sunglasses man who was standing still, three other men had been tied up and piled randomly on the floor ...... As for Bertrand, he was tinkering with the things he had found on the men.

Especially the firearms.

Mr. Assahelis was afraid of the limit and hid at the counter in the lobby, peeking silently ...... He was actually in shock and was now regaining consciousness.

"Oh...good." Mr. Assashears nodded subconsciously, and then said, "By the way, what time is it?"

"3:00 a.m. ...... Well, it's almost 4:00 a.m."

"Already at this hour?" Mr. Azachez shook his head, he thought about it, he picked up the phone, opened the address book, only to call for a long time, but no one seemed to answer.

He frowned, and then made another call, but still no answer.

Mr. Azachez could not help but shake his head, but when he saw that Cleary had stopped talking, he asked, "Is there something you want to say?"

"Boss, actually ......" Keri opened her mouth and whirled around, "Boss, what the hell ...... these people are."

"Obviously, I got involved in trouble." Mr. Assahelis laughed bitterly, "I don't know why, but ever since the curse incident at the mansion, I've been feeling unlucky."

Cleary suddenly laughed and said, "It must be because you're always pretending to be a saint, boss, so you've been cursed."

Mr. Azaccheus then knocked the little maid's head, "Don't say that."

Cleary threw up her little tongue ...... Tomorrow, it would be better to tell the campus president to decline that invitation, she didn't want to give Mr. Assaschels any trouble at this time.

But there was one thing that needed to be told to him.

"Boss, I ...... "Keri took a deep breath, then whispered, "I seem to have been able to pray for my destiny system, to be able to open."

"What?" Mr. Azachez could not help but be slightly shocked, "Really...really?"

"Look." Cleary made a motion with both hands to open something.

But Mr. Assaschels shook his head and said, "You know, I can't see anything ...... However, it's a good thing that your destiny system can be restored anyway you wait for me here."

With that, Mr. Azaccheus turned around and went upstairs.

The first thing I did was nod my head.

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When he returned to his room, Mr. Azaccheus leaned against the front door, breathed a sigh of relief - and quickly walked to the window, where he knelt down slowly in the place set aside for prayer.

He closed his eyes and prayed, then slowly unbuckled his belt and removed his pants.

His thighs were wrapped in a dozen or so bandages ...... stained with blood, and Mr. Azaccheus grimly removed the bandages.

Beneath the bandage, wrapped around his thigh, was a barbed metal bandage ...... Mr. Azachez now grabbed the bandage with both hands, and with one gnash of his teeth, actually tightened the bandage again a bit.

His eyebrows were furrowed for an instant, as if he was in a great deal of pain.

After half a minute of panting ......, Mr. Assahelis' face gradually returned to calm, and he wrapped the bandage around his thigh once again before getting dressed.

On his way out the door, Mr. Azaccheus had an extra notebook in the palm of his hand.

The note, which he had taken from under the floorboards he had pried open under the bed, was supposed to belong to Cleary.

It should have belonged to Cleary.