Trafford’s Trading Club

After madness, the little white mouse suddenly stood still, one side down, depending on the circumstances, unable to survive.

Unight had some thoughts: "It seems this time it was unbearable and the insanity was stronger than last time. ”

Rochu frowned: “This medicine… can be insane. ”

"It seems to have a suppressive effect among other ingredients, and this worst case scenario would not have occurred if it had not been taken in large quantities over a long period of time. Perhaps the person who made it also considered the reasons for its true side effects, but it does not rule out intentional suppression… Well, of course, the real intent is only known to me. ”

Luo Qiu suddenly looked at Yu Night: “Lin Heg, is he in a coma, seems a little different? ”

Regarding Lin Heung's treatment, Lo Qiu handed it over directly to Yu Night - he thought Yu Night's treatment would be better than his.

As for the reason?

It's simple, Mr. Lo doesn't feel like he's only been the owner of the club for a few days, and his ability to see and handle things is comparable to that of a puppet lady who's been around for 300 years.

He only stayed for a while, feeling that the two sisters should be almost finished talking to each other, before pinching the time and listening to Yu Night's treatment of Lin Heg.

“Yes, because all the excess drugs he was given were heroin that could normally be found.” Unight: “Because considering that there is a small chance of having a crazy situation if he had taken it on, although it's not a problem, we don't get into too much about something. As for whether Lin Heg could wake up, even after waking up, he was just an impenetrable botanist. He had already been found guilty, and the police would 'smoothly' find evidence in his house that he was not using improper means. Self-sucking and disgraceful, I think the Painting Sisters will be satisfied with this result. ”

Rochu nodded, just a little curious, "By the way, how did you find these drugs to be different from normal? ”

Night blinked: “Because there have been similar things done before, and several formulas are in the hands of some big drug lords, it's fairly clear about the drugs circulating on the market. So when I saw it, I noticed it was a little different, and I thought about studying it. And even if you replace it, there's nothing wrong with Lin Heg's handling... can't you, master? ”

It's not a question of whether or not...

Have you ever done something like this... several formulations in the hands of some big drug lords, what the hell is it?

Rochu shook his head and thought, "Maybe we'll deal with these people later? It's okay to get used to it sooner. ”

He suddenly remembered something about waking up in the morning that seemed like a dark soul, and he asked, "Well, what about the other black soul messenger besides number 9? As I recall saying, they are scattered around the world, and some cannot be hurried back. But time is running out, and there must be some coming back, right? ”

Rocciu remembered what he had said, so that the Dark Soul Messengers could come back and see what they had said.

"Twenty-one of the eminent Black Soul Messengers, with the exception of Nos. 3, 9, 18, and 77, are on vacation, and 77 is currently trying to seduce a super high-quality Golden Master, and Nos. 1 and 18 have other things to do, temporarily unable to meet the new Master. But if the master wants to see it, I will awaken the rest of the black soul on vacation. ”

“Vacation? ”

“Well, black soul messengers use accumulated performance to temporarily forget the identity of the dark soul, enter society as human beings, and enjoy a life. Time depends on performance.” Unight glanced at Lochu and said: “All agreed by the previous owner. ”

The Dark Soul Messenger, who, for as long as he exists, needs to keep searching for the Golden Lord and struggle for it all his life, only hopes that one day he will be able to get enough performance and be liberated. It was just that the goal was too vain, and since it was not known when, such an alternative leave mechanism had emerged.

Though knowing that this is a waste of your performance, there are still many Dark Soul messengers out there...

How about the short term, when the long term goal does not see a day to be achieved?

Though it may be just a few years, more than a decade… but at least as a person, once again set foot on the earth, having friends, lovers, even families, enjoying the happiness of ordinary people.

“No need.” Rochu shook his head: "Let's wait till their respective holidays are over, hmm... looks like we have a new guest. ”

……

……

Mo Xiaofei lowered his head and shivered.

Just outside the school, a few of his needy students are usually blocked, as they always are today.

But in addition to the familiar face of the past, there's another guy today, who looks like he's in his early twenties, wearing a little vest, dyeing a blonde hair and carrying a cigarette.

This kind of person, in Mo Xiaofei's heart, a little bit, is unemployed social youth, and if it doesn't sound good, it is stinking hooliganism, little gangster.

But he wouldn't dare say that.

“Is this the guy? ”

Golden fur measured Mo Xiaofei up and down.

Students dressed up in a school uniform out of ethnic style hurried around and said, "Yes, Brother Kwon! The kid was good, and he had no background. Mom was just a regular female worker, Dad was just a cripple. ”

Mo Xiaofei suddenly said excitedly: “How dare you say cripple again! ”

But it just exploded. Mo Xiaofei was pushed directly onto the wall by another student the next second. He wanted to fight back, but he was only thin, and he was easily punched in the stomach, almost dry and vomited.

“'That's not very good,' said the golden fur. ”

"That's not true," said the student around her. "As long as you don't say anything about his father, it's usually a good thing... but I like to say it and tease him. ”

“Ha-ha-ha, that's cheap, I like it.” Golden Mao Quan smiled and grabbed Mo Xiaofei's collar and lifted him up. “Mo Xiaofei, right? ”

Kwon shot Mo Xiaofei's face and smiled. “It doesn't mean anything to look for you today. I'm just telling you that this place is what I see, so that you can see me in the future. Besides, I have some other things I want you to do. Tonight, you better be out by 8: 00. ”

“You… what do you want to do?” Mo Xiaofei was a little scared of the tunnel.

Kwon reached out and squeezed Mo Xiaofei's chin: “Don't worry about this. Anyway, remember, come out on time. Listen, I'm going to ask you where it's easy to live... the consequences, think for yourself. ”

Brother Kwon let go of Mo Xiaofei's collar and reached out to tidy his clothes, smiling softly: “Now some idiot students think it would be useful to tell the school or call the police. But does it really work? We're the ones playing with our lives. Isn't it easy to go to jail? But what will happen to you? It would be unfortunate, wouldn't it? ”

Mo Xiaofei looked a little pale.

“Remember that. ”

Kwon said softly, pinching that wrinkly Su smoke and leaving.

PS1: No need to renew your life today, there must be a third place before 12: 00.

PS2: The timeline for another new story was yesterday at the beginning of this chapter.

PS3: Of course, for recommendation and reward (bow).