Trafford’s Trading Club

Ye Yan slowly sat down against the wall, in an alley.

He didn't see exactly who rescued him... when he rescued him, he seemed to have stuck something on him, and since then he has been in a state of confusion - until he finally wakes up in the park.

Ye Yan had to think that the last time he was caught by KingKong, someone should have rescued him.

Twice… is it the same person?

The leaves frowned. He plunged his hand into the collar and pulled out a red rope. The rope is tied to a small flat lock.

While most of the reason for returning is to find the shipment that Michal will be hiding here, there is another reason - this safety lock.

It was accompanied by a letter that had been delivered to him before the accident -- that letter had only one content -- that he should stay in a hotel called the Peace Hotel in the city for a specified period of time.

Just fleeing back, it didn't get to the appointed time, Ye Yanxiao watched KingKong while waiting for the agreed time. As for the first time he was rescued without knowing where he was, he went straight to the Peace Hotel to take care of his injuries.

“Saved me… the same person I sent the letter to?” Ye thought so subconsciously, yet he could not think of what the purpose of this mysterious man was.

But this delivered safety lock is why he had to do what the mystery man said in his letter!

Because this safety lock is what he put himself in his late girlfriend's ash pit... something he brought with him since he was a kid and his parents asked him to keep him safe.

With his fist squeezed, Ye Yan's gaze took a chill - he had just got off the plane, and instead of visiting Mahoud in the first place, he went to Haru's cemetery himself.

The cemetery was destroyed!

But he really couldn't figure out what the person who destroyed the purpose was going to do if he was the same person who saved him.

But whether or not the same person... the one who destroyed Haru's cemetery, for whatever purpose, has successfully provoked him!

Ye took a deep breath and stood up against the wall, walking step by step to the depths of the alley - he had been in the city for more than a decade.

He knew how best to return to the Safe and Secluded Hotel.

……

Ye Yan did not expect to meet Mahoud again when he returned to the Peace Hotel. By the middle age, the slightly blessed Mahoud sat with his hands on the sofa in the Peace Hotel lobby, holding on to keep himself awake... the excitement of the horse SIR god TM rushed up.

He actually waited here for Ye Yan.

Sleepy uncle glanced at the counter, brilliantly put on his headset and heard a song * * * * * * * - joke, the Sinx Horse SIR of the city is here, how dare he eavesdrop!

But Mahoud pulled Ye Yan aside.

“How did you find us here?” The leaves frowned… too much and too much chaos has happened today.

Mahoud snorted: “Before asking me, should you say something to me? ”

Ye Yan sighed: “Dude, I'm sorry about the last time I knocked you out. ”

Ma Houde's face looked better. “I didn't find you, I found you by that girl, Ziling. Have you forgotten that in this acre, our sister-in-law is much bigger than our royal foods? ”

Ye stunned and then shook his head with a bitter smile. He took a subconscious look at Uncle Ping An, the owner of the hotel... maybe this Uncle is also Ren Ziling's eyeliner?

Mahoud reached out and squeezed Leaf's shoulder, “Well, it's only been a few days. You seem quite well. Last time I saw you, you must have just thrown up blood. ”

“I can't die. I'm so stiff. ”

Mahoud suddenly said positively, "Leaf, I have something to ask you, and you have to tell me honestly —— listen, you have your position on that club, and I can't speak for you. But you can't keep this from me. Because it's not about you anymore! ”

“What?”

Mahoud took out the envelope and took it seriously: “Someone gave it to you... it says where Brother is buried. ”

Ye Yan stunned, then his pupils opened up, as if he was angry. He ripped the envelope apart quickly, threw the letter away, looked at it, then didn't say a word, just grabbed the paper in his hand.

“Ye Yan! You make it clear! If you come back this time, besides your own business, does it have to do with Big Brother? ”

Ye took a deep breath and pressed Mahoud's shoulder with his hands. "Brother, calm down and listen to me. I'll tell you everything. A month and a half ago..."

……

Boo--!

MacHood slapped hard on the coffee table, scared the owner of the counter, Uncle A, hurriedly turned up the volume of the phone, and the low head reader read the rotten newspaper this morning.

“What! Give Haru's cemetery!! I'll kill him!! ”

“Do you know who did it?” Ye sighed, “You want to shoot him, don't you think I want to? Calm down. ”

Ye is the one who has the most say in this matter.

Mahoud can only put his anger away, “That man, first to lure you back, then to show you that Haru's cemetery has been destroyed... let you live here, it seems he intends to contact you at any time conveniently. But this letter behind him refers to Brother's cemetery, don't you think...”

Ye frowned and looked at Mahoud, “What do you think? ”

"MLGB! Of course I think about what you think - what a dumb labor! I've been waiting for three days! That bastard wouldn't wait 3 days if he wanted to destroy Big Brother's cemetery like he did with Haru's cemetery!! It is possible that it is now…”

“Let's go to the cemetery first.” Yea Yan sank his voice.

Mahoud nodded and suddenly stunned, touching his heart unconsciously.

“What's the matter? ”

Ma SIR wondered: “I don't know what's going on, I suddenly have a heartbeat and it feels bad. ”

Just now, the uncle at the counter accidentally dropped the teacup and stood up frightened, but immediately sat down embarrassed.

Ye frowned and seemed to have a sudden chill and chestnut just momentarily. He set his mind to it and said, "If you're okay, go. ”

They quickly left the Peace Hotel.

When the two of them left, the ‘occupants’ of the new room at the Peace Hotel today, but also a trembling one, all holding onto the women in black... black water clothes, came around.

“It's all right, sister is here...” Blackwater hastily comforted these little demon cubs.

……

……

That horrible door slowly dissipated in the air. The silver colour of Rocciu's great evil has faded. He does not seem to have noticed this change of his own.

“Master, the man who destroyed it here should have left a smell...”

Lochu waved his hand and stopped Yu Night from talking.

He shook his head, just squatting down again, reaching into Kenneth, where he buried a pile of filth, and pulling it out with his own hands, just like that.

“Master, let me do the job.” Unight had to rush… this was all she needed to give to her faithful master, who could never have done such a dirty job in Miss Maid's worldview.

“This is my father's grave. Now that it's dirty, it's my duty to clean it up myself. ”

Lochu's gaze was unusually firm, firmly with his own hands, one after the other: “No matter how dirty or filthy it is. ”

Night can only be pushed aside silently, with a glimmer of killing in her eyes - humiliating the supreme master to the point of stepping directly on her!

“Who?”

Unight suddenly looked at a spot when this little killing machine could not hold down in any way.

Seeing the dark spot, the gravestone next to it, slowly came out of a figure… it should be a man.

The man, whose footsteps were unusually stable, walked in and said softly: “I'm asking you, who is it? ”

The person mentioned a flashlight, and the appearance gradually became clear. He was carrying two bags of stuff… seemed to have just shopped back. Nor are the clothes worn by the cemetery staff.

But coming to the cemetery in the middle of the night, I'm afraid, is not about worship.

The man mentioned the flashlight on his handheld, illuminating Rochu and Yu Night, and suddenly he frowned: “What are you doing? Who told you to dig it up? ”

Unight coldly said: "Is it you... who buried this stuff here? ”

“Who the hell are you?” The man suddenly threw something in his hand and squinted his eyes.

His phalanges are much bigger, not taller, pale, about thirties old. His left foot slightly moved back half a step and his body slightly sided.

Still pulling out the filth in the pit, Lochu didn't turn back, "Did you make it? ”

“Whatever you are, I have no obligation to answer you.” The man grinned.

“Answer me." Rochu's voice is lighter.

The man stunned, with a slight surprise on his face, and said out: "Yes, it's me! ”

Lo Qiu suddenly stopped, he leaned back and took a deep breath, “I don't care what your purpose is, I don't care what your plan is right now, what it is. But now, you... come here. ”

The man's body was like being pulled by something and instantly rushed into front of the tombstone.

“On your knees. ”

When he bit his teeth, he knelt down hard in front of the tombstone, hitting the tablet in front of the tombstone.

He couldn't help but show horror.

“Kowtow... you! Here, me! Knock, knock!” Rocciu turned his face suddenly and sighed: “Knock!! ”

Boo--!

Men hit their heads hard on the tablet in front of the tombstone!

Blood flow through the head.

Boom, boom, boom--!

A dozen ringheads in a row.

Lochu just kept pulling the pit and looking focused.