Trafford’s Trading Club

Lo Qiu was in Ziling's office, and the pictures she saw were taken secretly during this time, about this vicious organization.

When you look at these pictures, Rochu feels uneasy.

This lack of enthusiasm reminds Rocchu of what Ziling looked like when she rushed out in the morning.

He also made a direct call to Ren Ziling, but was shut down.

Lo Qiu returned to the club immediately, without hesitation, and spent 15 minutes directly from the altar, purchasing information on the location of Ren Ziling.

At first, I was just worried.

But that fear had become a reality by the time it arrived.

Seeing the big man with his obscene eyes trying to invade Ren Ziling, for the first time, it seemed to Rochu that the anger that had disappeared since his father's death burst over his chest.

One shot is unpackable.

When the black cane fell down, it was basically all the rage that Lochu had unleashed.

He didn't use any club owner's intelligence, just that he was crowned with angry strength, don't knock the big guy's bones to pieces.

After this, Lo Qiu levelled back a little.

The woman had taken care of him for several years, and should have been the best of all the years, giving him no remorse, even trying to open his closed mind.

Day after day, it took all my thought.

A few years later, Rochu didn't feel her heart window had reopened, but she lived inside.

Though only a legal relative, there are feelings that transcend those between relatives.

A woman like this, a woman like Rocchu, can be seen as her own life.

Nobody moves!

Doesn't matter if he owns the club or not. Even if he's not the owner of the club, just as an ordinary person, there's nothing to say at the scene right now.

He's just gonna fight for his life.

……

Lochu climbed the stairs leading up to the corridor on the second floor and walked incredibly well step by step.

At the same time, the teacher, the spiritual teacher, stood motionless, his legs trembling and his eyes filled with horror.

It's not that he doesn't want to move! Instead, he wants to move a little more than anyone... but his body can't move at all.

Even the air in his lungs feels suffocated, like it's been drained!

The spiritualist thought frantically about who this clown masked guy was... At this point, some of the things he had always thought of as the wind in his ear began to come back to mind.

That's what teachers who teach him extraordinary techniques have said.

There are so many strange strangers in this world, you just learn some fur, don't try to do anything wrong, and if you encounter a real stranger with good means, you will only suffer the bitter fruits.

How many "tall people" are there? He also touched one very hard.

Didn't think… I really did.

Lochu has reached the spiritual master by now.

The spiritualist hurriedly shook: “Let me go... I'm just a ghost obsessed! I promise! I promise, I will never be a rapist again... please..."

Rochu pushed his cane through the door of the room next to him and took a look at what was going on in there... he wasn't going to look at it any time soon.

A group of men and women are doing meticulous things in there, and they are just as lost in their nature.

This painting is already skewed.

“Me, I didn't hurt anyone… these people have a little bit of darkness inside them.” The spiritualist spoke timidly at the moment.

“Don't believe him! This guy doesn't know how much money he's got! Several of them are dying!” At this time Ren Ziling drank aloud from afar.

Luo Qiu knocked gently on the railing with his cane. Ren Ziling's mouth shut instantly. He found himself unable to speak in horror. He had to look at the clown in shock and fear.

Well… although it is the most important woman in life.

But sometimes Rochu really wants Ren Ziling to shut up...

So shut her up.

But the effect of her speech has appeared. At this time, the spiritual master became more frightened, full of anxiety, wanting to stop again, afraid that if she said something wrong, it would bring evil consequences.

Lochu said softly at this point: "How these people are in there has nothing to do with me. You're not wrong about that, but if you're smart, you're not tempted. Blame yourself, no one can blame you. ”

After listening, the spiritualist hurried: “I'll get them back to normal! From now on, I promise not to do it again! ”

And Rochu said, "You want me to let you go? ”

The spiritualist nodded hastily.

"What are you trading for?" said Rochu. Let me leave you... is that what you want? ”

“Money! I give you all the money!” The spiritualist wants and doesn't want to.

Lochu shook his head: "Money is useless to me. Frankly, I'm not going to argue for these people, even though it's your fault. But I hate seeing these, so I have the heart to kill you... and I'm going to kill you, which means you're going to buy your life. What else do you think you can give me to make it worth your life? ”

“I... I don't know...” said the spiritualist in horror: “You say! Whatever you say, I'll give it to you! ”

Rocciu didn't say much either. The black cane lit a bit on the forehead of the spiritualist, and then said: "It looks like the bad guy has lived for a thousand years. You still have 60 years to live. But I think it's the limit for someone like you to live another three or two years. Fifty-eight years, you can spend your fifty-eight years buying me not to kill you. Of course, you can choose not to buy it, I won't force you. ”

Life for life?

Spiritualist hard is there no same logic in this... can this life be changed like this? Is this guy out of his mind?

But anyway, if he could talk, he wouldn't want to die in this place.

The teacher who taught him said that the walking infidels in the world are some weird, unpredictable... the spiritual master breathed deeply and probed: “If I sell... will you really let me go? ”

“Yes,” said Rochu softly, "as long as you sell it, I won't talk too much. ”

The spiritualist bites his teeth: “You are a tall man in the world, and I'm sure you won't lie to little people like me, or to little people like me... but how do you sell them? ”

Did you mean to let yourself live another three or five years before you came to kill me? The spiritualist can't help but think in this direction... after this catastrophe.

Three or five years later, he didn't believe this weird guy could find himself!

"You just have to promise to sell," said Rochu. "Do you want to sell or not? “

“I sell! ”

"Thank you for coming, distinguished guest… I'm not going to kill you now. ”

The spiritualist suddenly felt his body relaxed and his hands and feet were able to move freely. But he didn't dare to do it again, and he hurried, "Thank you! Thank you, Master. I promise I won't do it again! ”

No... get me out of here, God damn it!

But he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The body was free, but a feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread all over him! The spiritual master looked at his hands in horror and began to dry out!

At this point, even the bulging muscles on your body shrink. His body became crunchy and his cheeks, which were originally white haired, were covered with wrinkles… even then, his teeth began to fall off and only a few of them hung alone on the tooth bed.

“You... what have you done to me?!” The spiritual master is so angry at this moment that he sees incredible changes in his body.

“The process of life is generally irreversible," said Lochu. What's so strange about the fact that you didn't have 58 years of life and the rest of nature was the last two years of your life? ”

“You... you lied to me!!” The spiritual master is furious at this moment, and if he doesn't want to, he jumps at Lochu.

It's just that he's already walking like a tree, he's impotent, don't say he's the owner of this club, even if it's just an ordinary adult pushing him gently can push him to the ground.

The spiritualist was knocked on his knees by the Black War, and the whole man fell to the ground, struggling but unable to rise.

“He... how could he look like this? ”

Ren Ziling actually climbed up this time.

Probably the reason why he lost his effectiveness against Ren Ziling when he received the life expectancy of a spiritual master. As for Lochu shutting her up, she just shut up.

Still not too harsh on this woman in itself.

Lochu then stretched out a black cane and slipped on the spiritual master's face, but the black war scraped off the beard on the spiritual master's face, “This guy wasn't old at all. It's probably more deceptive to pretend to be an old man with strong muscles. ”

“But now he...” Ren Ziling played a special session as a journalist.

Luo Qiu still told Ren Ziling to shut up.

“I'm leaving, here you go.” Rochu said softly, "These people can't hurt you. ”

His staff knocked on the floor, and the men and women in the room fell instantly to the ground, unconscious.

As for the four big guys downstairs, they look the same.

“I left you two years, not because I thought you were eligible to live another two years.” Lochu finally looked at the spiritualist and said softly before he was unconscious, “but because I think you need at least two more years to confess what you did... well, it should be in jail or something. ”

The spiritual master fainted uncomfortably.

Lochu finally took a look at Ren Ziling: “It's best not to tell anyone that you've seen me... I want to know your root is easy, and naturally I know what important people you have are easy to...”

After saying something similar to the warning, Rochu walked down the stairs, opened the closing gate of the teahouse and walked out.

Ren Ziling suddenly struck a cold tremor at this time and felt like he was finally alive.

“I'm going... Mother, am I really going to meet a fairy? Clown fairy? What and what? ”

PS: I really want to reward you...