Trafford’s Trading Club

After cleaning up all the filth in the pit with his own hands, Lochu grabbed a handful of dirt and filled it up.

Lochu just stood up.

At night, he found two bottles of mineral water in the bag that the man had thrown away, and walked up to Rocchu, waiting to wash his hands and finally take out Fangpa to wipe them off.

The man who had knelt before the tombstone did not know how many squeaks had been knocked down. His hands pressed hard against the tablet and his solid muscles swelled wildly on his arms, but he could never stop his body.

Master Tiandi, kneeling on his knees on his parents' knees, is now kneeling on a dead man, and he also humiliates his head. Compared to this pressure from the body, the anger from the mind makes this man resentful.

He stood up his body frantically, leaned his head desperately, and even bit his teeth tight, his face rising to a bloody bright red.

But his resistance didn't last long - Rochu, who had washed his hands, was silent at the moment, grabbed the man's hair and pressed his head down hard!

This time, it's a lot louder than everything before!

Lochu pressed the man's head, watched him rebel all over his body, calmly opened his mouth... calmly, contains a chill that is hard to see from him, "You feel humiliated, don't you? Anger, resentment, everything, right? ”

“Ah--!!” The man screamed.

Rochu took a deep breath: “Did you know this is my father's grave? I saw his cemetery buried with those things, and as a human son, what was my mood? ”

Lochu glanced again and grabbed the man's hair and lifted his head, then pressed it hard on the ground.

The struggling man stopped at once.

His face had been pressed and placed directly on the tablet. The blood flowing from his forehead made his whole face look like a ghost, “You... are the son of this man? ”

“You buried these things in my father's cemetery, didn't you find out?” Lochu grabs the man's head, "what's your purpose? ”

The man suddenly laughed, but the whole person had long been weakened by a continuous impact on the tablet, but he still said to himself, “I like it. How about that? If you can kill me... you want to know from me? No way!”

He laughed and seemed to be admiring Rochu's face... but looking at Rochu's face without expression, he suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Oh yeah, I just found those things. Actually, I peed! Hahahahahahaha!!! I want to take a shit today! ”

The man's eyes were extremely crazy and, knowing that he was in a state of despair, he was still mad at each other.

It's a completely fearless lunatic.

Luo Qiu's eyebrows picked, he lived his childhood, had dreams, had visions, had dental discourse, and had been depressed for several whole years, but this life is now almost a calm past. There is no need to be angry with people. As for the argument, it is mostly a waste of time. The public rational wife says she has reason, but she can't say who. Don't be too serious. This attitude has been maintained since I learned, but when I met this person today, it was a breakthrough.

His face remained calm, but his heart was frightened.

Not knowing that her master was angry with the invisible maid at the moment, the killing machine in her eyes was almost as if it had become a matter of substance, and she was planning to do so, hoping that the master would turn the man over to her.

After hundreds of years of living, the maids and maids of those who are not afraid to die have seen too much, but if they really want to do it, they have yet to see which one can really harden to the last minute.

But at this point, Rochu grabbed the man's hair and suddenly opened his fingers, moving from grabbing his hair to grabbing his forehead.

The maid could not see behind her back, but the man could not see more clearly, and Lochuna had devilish silver eyes.

“Your name is Yu Hua. ”

“How did you...” Man... looks surprised at Hua Hua.

Lochuzo closed his eyes directly and looked at himself: “Not just my father's cemetery... before that, you even put Sister Haru's cemetery... hum, okay. ”

“You... who the hell are you?” After a shock, Yu Hua's crazy eyes suddenly failed to go crazy.

“You let Yan stay at the Peace Hotel just to make it easier to keep an eye on him. You're only doing this for one purpose, and that's for revenge. Ye Yan was just the first person, next should be Mahoud, then Mahoud..."

Rocciu said several names in a row.

Yu Hua was shocked at this moment. He grabbed Rochu's wrist on his forehead simultaneously and tried desperately to escape. But this palm became like a part of his body and could not be shaken at all.

Crazy people are not afraid of dying, but they are fearful of other people telling their secrets, one by one.

“Four years ago, the epicentre of the crime in this city was your father. This time a year ago, your father died in prison. Two days later is his year-long death taboo, your revenge plan starts in three days... the first is Ye Yan. ”

Luo Qiu suddenly released Yu Hua's forehead and said softly: "No, your revenge plan has begun, starting with your destruction of Haru's cemetery. Ye Yan is your first target, you want to provoke him, three days later you let him come here and make him angry again. You want to see him die in anger and pain on your hands...”

would be scared... the kind of true fear. All those secrets are in front of me, through the mouths of other people, scared!

Without secrets, all hearts and minds are seen through, like stripping all their coats!

“Perhaps your revenge plan will really succeed.” Rochu stood up: "After all, you've been ready for three years for revenge. You know you're not Ye Yan's opponent, so you've been practicing kung fu... Eagle Claw Kung, right? ”

Yu Hua glanced at Lochu incredibly... could he not, even that thing... his heart was beating wildly and subconsciously.

“This authentic eagle claw merit needs to be soaked with a secret potion that strengthens your fingers and makes them much stronger than ever. But the formula for this potion only comes with the real introduction of Eagle Claw, which is your father's brother, your uncle. In order to be able to get this potion, even..."

“Stop it!!” Yu Hua suddenly became very excited.

“Your uncle likes men.” Rochu sneered: “So you, whatever...”

“Stop it!!! ”

This is the deepest, ugliest secret buried, fearless of death, yet confronted with the kind of humiliation that comes from within.

Crazy people who intend to provoke each other are now completely pushed to the brink of collapse.

……

……

With the night breeze blowing in the cemetery, Yu Hua was still immersed in that painful experience, but he heard Rochu callously: “You intend to provoke the leaves again, but you don't know, before that, you have succeeded in provoking another... provoking me. ”

Language attacks continue.

“There are so many ways to get revenge that there is no need to practice martial arts to get revenge. You know, even your father who died last year knows. But four years ago, your father wrestled with Ye Yan when he ran out of bullets and eventually lost under his octopus. Your father was a practitioner since he was a child, and naturally you were a practitioner -- your father grabbed your hand before he died and told you that you had to beat that man. ”

“Your father, to you, is like a god. How could he be defeated? He cannot be defeated - your father will once again be the God of all things in your heart if you defeat Ye Yip with your own hands and hands. You even lied to yourself. Your father was just reckoned with by Ye Yan. He was not defeated in a head-on fight at all. For this insistence, you even went to be your uncle's boyfriend! ”

“For half a year, you treated yourself like a woman and waited for your uncle. ”

A word of heart.

Two for each other.

……

Yu Hua felt like he had lost his soul. The whole person was paralyzed. He slowly raised his head and looked at Lochu, his eyes widening.

But the scattered eyes soon reunited.

Yu Huayi said: “I swore I would never remind myself of those things... you, go to hell! ”

He suddenly slipped his legs up, his hands staggered in front of his chest and ten fingers rolled up into claws.

This is Eagle Claw.

But this eagle claw power is also obsolete to soak the phalanges to strengthen the phalanges and make the fingers stronger. Even if it can easily crush the bones, it can't compete with the mysterious power of a huge similar mindset as a club owner.

The disguise is like hitting a transparent wall and turning back into eagle claws in the air with your left hand. The kind of pain like hitting a steel plate with his fingers almost burst his fingers directly, and the Eagle Claw work on his left hand is even more directly broken.

Yu Hua backed off in horror. His left hand was hidden behind his back, his five fingers wide open, shaking in diameter.

His heart was already full of horrors.

Unexpectedly, Rochu suddenly said, “From now on, you can't talk about me. My share, keep it for now... but the one you owe Sister Haru, it's time to return it to Ye Yan. ”

Yu Hua stunned - he hadn't figured out exactly what this mysterious guy was going to do, but watched the other guy step back... disappear.

When the cold wind blew, Yu Hua suddenly struck a cold tremor. He looked around blindly and the cemetery became quiet again... so lonely and shady.

But all of a sudden he heard a slight footsteps… and it seemed that someone was coming this way.

“Where are the people! ”

He even heard the voice of the man… it was the voice of Ye Yan.

Yu Hua looked around like a herd full of soldiers.

He took a deep breath and his eyes flashed a hint of madness.

He suddenly tore off his clothes and grabbed a pendant with a metal chain around his neck. He pulled the pendant off his neck, his hands twisted, and the pendant shot a small prick from it.

He stabbed himself in the heart with this sharp prick - just for a moment, he knelt on his face in pain, and a lot of blood appeared on his face...