Trafford’s Trading Club

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“A miracle! It's a miracle... no! It's already a miracle! ”

Listening to the chief medical examiner, he gave Grandpa Chung an examination, and the Zhong family dropped their hearts and minds as they continued to call and speak excitedly.

As for knowing his situation and knowing that he came back from the dead door, he couldn't help but cry with his good brother, who had been with him for decades.

“Doctor, is my grandfather sure there's nothing wrong? You better check it out. I'll never forgive you if anything goes wrong.” Brother Zhong stared sharply at the doctor who had forgotten because he was too excited.

“Ah, sir! You're right!” The attending physician hastily said, "Although all the instruments here show that Mr. Chung is in good condition, it would be better to have a more detailed examination. ”

The cloud nodded: “Arrange it now! ”

The attending physician had to be busy for a while. As for the other one as deputy, he looked at Zhong's second master curiously at this time: “Master Er, what method did you use to reverse the situation? It's a medical miracle! If there really is any way to treat this epidemic, it is, indeed, a revolutionary breakthrough in the history of human medicine! ”

Unexpectedly, the clock dropped and said softly: "Listen, it's you who healed the old man, and it can only be you. Today's events, whoever is present, cannot be revealed. ”

“This…”

The crowd watched with amazement the calm clock dust. His mother frowned at the same time as his elder brother, Zhong Yun. As Zhong Yun was about to speak, the old man of Zhong's family suddenly said: “You all go out, stay in the dust, old Luo you stay, I have some questions to ask. ”

“Grandpa? ”

“Father?”

Grandpa Zhong's face suddenly subsided, and the management family's decades-long strength kept everyone in their mouth. There is nothing more to say but that everyone can leave the suite silently.

When everyone left, only left the clock dust and old Luo outside, Grandpa Chung repeatedly said: “I am a little self-aware, and I am not a person without common sense. The problem in my head was that it wasn't a day or two, and I had a lot of life left in my heart. Dust, you tell me what you did. ”

“Grandpa, just as long as you can heal.” The clock went down softly: “Anything else, it doesn't matter. ”

“What, I can't even say it?” Grandpa Zhong frowned and looked at Lao: “He didn't say, you said. ”

Luo sighed, knowing that he could not hide it, but smiled bitterly: "Sir, I'm sorry. I didn't want you to die, so I gave Madame the jade lock to Master Er and asked him to find Madame Zhang. ”

Old Master Chung's color changed slightly, and his rest and recuperation kung fu in writing books and paintings in his later years suddenly broke his kung fu. Waving his hand, he patted on Old Lo's face angrily and said: “Confused! How could you be so confused? Don't you know what that is? It is not a sacred place in the Holy Mountains, it is a place of hell!! ”

Old Luo lowered his head and dared not speak. There was not much grievance in the old man's heart, and after decades of being with the old man, the relationship between the two had long transcended the blood affection of ordinary people.

Lao sighed again: "Sir, the Zhong family can't live without you. I let Master Er go. If you want to blame me, blame me me. ”

Grandpa Chung laughed bitterly: "What's the use of blaming you now? Instead, it's dust..."

He turned and looked at the clock and took a deep breath: "Sun, tell me honestly, what did you use in exchange for my life in that place? ”

The clock opened its mouth and stopped talking.

Old Master Chung shook his head: “The place is mysterious, but if no one knows, how can you find it? Your grandfather Luo told you, and I told him. ”

The clock had to tell all about the black card that had been taken from Ancient Moon Ramadan and what happened at the club, no matter how big it was.

Seeing the clock fall and say all this with little emotion, the old man couldn't help but grieve: “With the happiness of your life, in exchange for the life of an old man who should have died for five years... silly child, do you think it's worth it? ”

"" Worth it, "said the clock. Don't you know that once you fall, the Zhong family will split apart? There are so many places where the Zhong family could have gotten involved, and the father who was supposed to be the father became like this in the early years, and the third generation that was rebuilt, whether big brother, me, or little sister, was not in the climate. ”

He sighed: "Now, not before, not before, but before. Can we, the families that grew from that age, still manipulate everything in secret, as we did twenty or thirty years ago? ”

He shook his head and said, "No! Even for today's people, we are more like poisonous tumors... Grandpa, if you are not here, how can we support the Zhong family with our brothers and sisters alone and fathers who are already like this? If you fall, you will only endanger everyone. The relatives think about how to make the wealth of the Minutes family... The saying is that the tree is falling apart, you are the only current heavenly tree of the Zhong family, I will not let you fall down so easily in any case. ”

“Five years… five years.” Granny Chung muttered to herself, sadly watching the clock fall into dust, the old man wept and moaned: “Son, I'm bitter for you! ”

“Everything's gonna be okay.” The clock shakes its head with dust.

Old Master Chung said silently and halfway: “I want to be alone, you all go out. ”

……

……

Club, minus three.

“Successful sacrifice, this sacrifice has a life expectancy of one hundred twenty-seven days, nine hours, forty-three minutes and seven seconds. ”

Luo Qiu froze and opened his mouth. What the hell is that minute after nine hours? The altar. You're deliberately brushing your presence, right?

Having said that, after the sacrifice, Rochu was lazy enough to throw up and return directly to the lobby of the club.

I felt like I was in a good mood for a lot of new handles at the club after a sudden ‘long life', so I went to the bar and started mixing the same cocktails.

Of course, that's just because you feel fresh. What does it matter if the finished product is a glowing dish or a dark dish...? At the end of the day, it was just himself, and Yue Night was just a figure, and he couldn't eat at all.

Thinking about forgetting to remove the ice from the refrigerator, Rocchu was surprised to see the refrigerator door open directly, and those ice blocks in the ice plaid fell out and flew to his face in an orderly fashion, then landed one floor in the mixing pot.

Lochu was stunned.

Yu Night smiled: “Congratulations, master, your abilities have been strengthened. ”

Lochu curiously extended his finger to point to one of the ice canisters and found the ice floating directly. As his fingers spin, the ice cubes also begin to spin infinitely large symbols in the air.

Rochu's ten fingers were placed on the bar at the same time, watching Unight pick his eyebrows, and his fingers began to tap gently on the bar.

One after the other, the ice pieces flew out of the mixing pot, then lined up in the air one by one, circling the city in the lobby of the club.

Lochu reached out his fingers and drew a curve of waves, and the ice surrounding the circle rose and fell.

It's a wave that never stops.

With his fingers pointing to the pinewood vinyl recorder in the corner, a vinyl disc flew out and fell into the recorder. Along with the electric guitar sound of the recorder, Rocciu stepped on the sign and gently pointed his head and stepped out of the bar.

Singing "Sailing" by Rod-Stewart.

Lochu grabbed Yunight's palm and passed the rhythm on to the maid figure, pulling Yunight to start swinging gently in the club.

The seat, the bench, starts to automatically lean against the wall, and the empty space becomes like a dance floor.

As the distant nostalgic sound rose, Rocchu continued to reach out his fingers, pointing individually at the setting placed in several display cabinets.

Dolls, old pocket watches, hats and glasses...

And red eyeballs...

More ice also flies out of the refrigerator, and they combine again, turning into a transparent spectrum of ice crystals, beating in the air with a melody.

Several dolls landed on the wooden floor at the same time, surrounded by Rocciu and Yu Night.

When the needle turned in half, Rochu picked out his eyebrows and smiled: “Isn't it more interesting than sitting there? ”

Night took the initiative to lift Lochu's other hand, guiding the new master through his unbearable steps.

Unight joked: "Well… but it's probably a huge project if you pack it up later. ”

Rocciu looked at the doll with a funny smile, and when it wasn't cold, she didn't talk, so she turned her voice into an emotion in music and melody.

Then the bell in the pine door suddenly rang.

Ice scattered all over the floor, like a marble, and the dancing ornaments stopped, and the stage was as if it had been swept away by the wind.

Lochu looked at the dirty mess and made a 'ooh ooh' sound, watching as the wind broke through the wooden door and appeared in front of him...

A floating black robe, then a black smoke with no face in it.

“Dark Soul Messenger, met the new master. ”

PS2: So do you know why it starts with PS1? Because PS2 is here. Like the weather, listen to Rod-Stewart's Sailing and life will be much clearer.

PS3: That's right, and PS3... that's right, I'm the PS3 asking for tickets!!