Trafford’s Trading Club

A strong kick made the nun's body fly backwards, but she quickly regained her balance and opened her legs to the floor while bending her body to counteract her body's inertia.

But it's not over.

Ramias looked at the woman in the maid's costume, although she seemed tall to the Orientals, but seemed thin to the Westerners.

Such a terrible force could have erupted.

Ramias didn't dare be careless - it seemed careless or careless didn't do much. Because as soon as she stopped, the other side had attacked again.

As if to use your hands, this is another fierce kick.

Ramias just had time to cross his hands to stop this horrible kick… this time, it seemed more horrible. Ramias even felt her hand bone break. At the same time, because of the second kick, Ramias also took the silver and white pistol that he couldn't pinch steadily.

The pistol was even thrown halfway into the sky, drawing an arc and eventually falling into Lochu's hands.

But in the blink of an eye, Ramirez felt completely at a disadvantage. But she was still uncomfortably calm and wholeheartedly caught Unight's action.

Too soon… it's a non-human agility. Ramias had to admit that even with the intensity of her exercise, she couldn't keep up with each other.

Ramias frowned herself, reaching out and grabbing the silver cross worn over her neck - if she could, she was reluctant to use what was hidden in the cross.

But the facts did not give her enough time. Every move she makes is entirely in the hands of Unight.

A terrible blow struck her in the stomach again at a rate that exceeded Ramias' response.

She instantly lost consciousness.

“That's it. ”

Unight didn't ask why, he just stood behind Rochu.

Lochu now looked at the nun in front of him and weighed the pistol in his hand: “The revolver of the ten nests is much heavier than usual. Should have kept its original power when increasing the number of bullets... but it would have looked better if it hadn't been loaded. ”

Lo Qiu was going to throw the wheel off very handsome, but after weighing his hand, he realized that he wasn't skilled enough to do the move, so his sex drowned, so he couldn't.

Drawing a gun points to a person, however, the gun is not loaded with bullets, either the silliness of a dragon or there is no killing heart in the beginning. I think the nun should be more inclined to the latter, perhaps out of a dying curiosity, to try out the idea of 'who are these two weird guys?'

Boss Luo handed this modified revolver over to Yu Night and said softly: “Let's modify her memory a little so she doesn't see us… and I'm going to see what she actually wants to do. ”

Yu nodded and walked up to Ramias, reaching out and nodding her forehead.

"Ignore the Black Fiction for now," said Rochu. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Night nodded softly, “It's been a hundred years, and it doesn't matter for decades. Let's just say that in another decade, there will be more quality golden lords. ”

Lochu couldn't help but start sweeping up on the ground. A few seconds later, Rochu walked away and bent over, picking up a Speedloader from the grass, "I just saw it fall out of my dress. ”

Night walked up to Rocchu with his hands on the revolver, and Rocchu was unskilled in loading the bullet into it and aiming at it at will.

“The lady just didn't seem to want it back, did she? ”

“It belongs to the master.” Unight said what Lochu really wanted to hear, "think of it as a trophy, or this nun crashed into your master's compensation. ”

Good night, good night, good night.

……

……

Lamierce wrinkled herself and rubbed her eyebrows. She looked around carefully… nobody was there.

Years of good training made her feel some weird. Ramias subconsciously touched his thighs.

The weapon was missing... but she went to stand in front of Koi's entrance.

There are three to five minutes in the middle.

Yet all she can think of in this blank time is… herself seemingly disoriented.

What the hell happened?

However, the voices that seemingly came from the crypt let Ramias know that he could not waste his time.

Ramias moved agile past this long staircase and quickly arrived at the door of the Chamber of Secrets.

There is a very rich smell of blood in the air, and several young people are killing each other, and even with a lot of blood on their bodies, it seems as if they are in pain - waiting for them, only to perish.

Osmond was tangled up with Heasta at the moment. Osmond had more wounds than a dagger had painted, and he was being pushed over the wall by Heasta.

The dagger that Heasta, who is bitterly resisting, intends to stab himself in the heart… seems to have become unsupported.

Ramias had hardly any pause and hesitation, and moved quickly past.

“It's you!” Heasta glanced, revealing surprise.

Almost at the same time, Ramias came out with a flash of electricity and cut his palm directly over Heasta's arm, snatching the dagger from his hand.

Ramias' movements did not stop, and at the next moment, she grabbed Osmond's hand and grabbed the snatched dagger and stabbed him straight into Heasta's chest.

Blood rainbow.

Osmon felt his wrist under Ramias' pressure and began to spin... the inserted dagger spinning in Heasta's chest!

Heasta screamed, as if she had broken her mind. “You... you said to help me. ”

“Yes, the Lord says the suicide man is not in heaven.” Ramias wipes the blood off your face at this point, "so I've reduced your chances of not going to heaven. ”

Ah--!!

Seeing Heasta eventually fall, Osmond suddenly felt a panic… not just himself, the nun who called herself Ramias, seemed to have met Heasta as well.

“Who the hell are you…? ”

Ramias walked straight to Jonathan, as if he hadn't heard. Jonathan, already dying, looked at this walking nun and subconsciously moved her body.

“Are you… are you responsible for this tragedy…?” Jonathan asked weakly.

Ramias giggles... there's nothing more to say about this laugh.

“What is your purpose…” Jonathan was frightened and angry: “Is it for the devil…? ”

"Am I sick?" said Ramias indifferently. Release the legendary puncture dude? ”

“Then...”

Ramias suddenly took off the cap on that head and revealed his true face.

Seeing the look of Ramias, Jonathan suddenly went back a long time ago and said, “Phil... you're Phil...”

“I'm sorry, I'm just her daughter.” Ramias calmly said: “Twenty-three years… it is time to repay your original sins. Can you feel the sorrow and despair of being killed by your own grandchildren and watching your descendants go mad at each other? ”

Ramias squatted in front of Jonathan, squinting his eyes and approaching his ear, gently and gently said: "Feel this despair… Feel the same despair of a woman with a loved one who was raped by her beloved adoptive father…”

For a moment, Jonathan's face was gray and his cloudy eyes filled with endless remorse and guilt. He stopped struggling and let his body lie down.

His gaze gazed at the ceiling, his lips trembling, not knowing what to say… the end of life, not knowing whether it was remorse or resentment.

Ramias stood up after a whisper in front of Jonathan when he made a prayer letter with his hands.

It's all down… just me and Ramirez.

Osmond stared incredibly at Ramirez, incredibly: "You say… your mother is…”

Ramias said softly at this point: "First of all, the letter I gave you was not a forgery, but it was actually written by my mother, and it was written by your mother herself, and it was 100 percent true. The only thing not mentioned in the letter is that I was born a few minutes before you. ”

“Are you... are you my sister? ”

“We're just the same mother.” Lamia has no expression: “You are indeed Jonathan's child, and I am not. ”

“You did all this just to get revenge... did you mean to give me the letter and let me break in here too? ”

“Though you retain the blood of this sinner, you also retain half the blood of your mother. Shouldn't we see for ourselves what happened to this sinner?” Ramias grinned, “But don't worry, I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to let you inherit all the wealth of this family. “

Ramias took her cell phone out of her clothes, “It's me… there's nothing wrong with that. Arrange someone to come. ”

……

……

“Speaking of which, have you seen the look of the Tsiosescu descendants in the crypt somewhere? “

“Seems to have the same symptoms.” Night nodded: “The little white mouse reacted the same way. ”

Rocciu muttered, “Did you just let so many people take it? ”

“The problem should be on the diet.” Night's fingers against his lips: “Well, it looks like the Black Order did a lot of pre work this time, not only incorporating all the wealth of the Ziocescu family into his hands, but even lifting the puncture dude's left hand. On the other hand, the drug of unknown ingredients may have been developed by the Black Monastery. ”

Rocciu, who had said that he had ignored the Black Church for the time being, did not say anything but look at a gray white group of light in his palm.

The club's most intuitive judgment about the value of the soul.

Gray white is the soul of moderate bias, and pink can be counted as good.

The Chiosescu deal with the club didn't go on, what would happen to Osmond's left hand, what would happen to Ramias and the Black Order… these things may be a long time from now, in the opinion of Boss Lo.

Finish the roll.

PS1: This concludes volume one, thank you for your support.

PS2: Shun, although there are only two chapters today, there are more than 7,000 words in total... I think I'm working very hard, I went to the infusion today ah hey..._(: 3 ")_

PS3: Fight again tomorrow =. =

PS4: So I'm doing a compliment on PS4 this time. "Scattered light is not good enough", "Unbroken Pit Father", "Cangyao", "Dawn Dream Beginning", "Dust Lane", "I am your brother", "Monopoly", "saberamer", "Decay Phoenix", "Look who wet the bed", "Chen Yingbu", "Nickname has existed 5 times", "Frost stained Maple Leaf Red", thank you, Your Highness. I don't know if I missed it, because the background is checked once a month, as for the author assistant APP display I pulled too =. =