Trafford’s Trading Club

Ma SIR quickly walked up to Ye Yan and took out the cuffs and put them in KingKong's hand.

“You can't fly with your wings, but you have to cooperate with us! ”

When KingKong laughed and took the company aside, he wasn't going to talk at all.

At this point, a police car flew in fast, followed by two more. The heavily armed officers, one with a gun, ran out of the police car.

“Horse SIR!”, “horse SIR! ”

“Son of a bitch, did you ever get out of here after it was over? What a cop!” Officer Ma Da was unhappy.

But you are always a cop... but the scolded officers didn't dare to chew, they just caught KingKong in silence.

Ye had walked aside by then - he had come to the door where Jessica dumped the car. But here, he can no longer see Jessica.

Ye Yan looked blindly in the underground parking lot. He saw the young man who was sent out undercover, subconsciously grabbed his arms and asked nervously, “Where's the lady? ”

“Ah... I don't know, I didn't see it.” The young police officer answered blindly.

Ye let him go, took two steps back, and looked around again. He put his palms on the edge of his lips, "Jessica!! Jessica!! Jessica——!! ”

He had walked out of the parking lot along the gate, screaming and searching.

……

Lochu took off the mask on his face.

At the corner of the parking lot, a group of police officers are handling the scene.

The maid was right next to him, and on the ground, she was sitting there, the rightful owner who was supposed to be undercover during the operation.

Unight's fingers have been lit on the forehead of this master for some time.

Finally, the maid retracted her fingers and looked at Rocchu softly: "Master, when you wake up, this gentleman will be as if he had experienced what he had just experienced. ”

Lo Qiu nodded. He looked not far away and leaned silently against the leaves on the nanny car. A moment later he said: "Come on, it's okay. ”

……

……

Jessica came into an alley not far from the building.

This distance almost exhausted her strength, but she managed to take the shipment out. I took a few deep breaths, and Jessica took out the phone.

Soon, the other end of the phone was connected, but it remained silent.

Jessica said slowly: "Mr. Sun, you should understand that KingKong failed when I called. ”

Mr. Sun's voice is not slow, "Dear Jessica, listen to your voice, you are not well. ”

“I'm fine," said Jessica. "At least I still have the shipment. We don't have any more of your men here. You and I should be able to move on, right? ”

Mr. Sun suddenly said, "No, no, no, Jessica, I don't even care about this shipment right now. I care about you. Jessica, you deserve to be one of the best believers we have ever raised. KingKong is enough to prove your excellence if it's broken in your hand. Jessica, you're just lost in time, aren't you? Our embrace, always open for you. ”

“Cut the crap! I'm still asking for that! Before sunrise here, you must safely escort my mother to the police headquarters! Otherwise, I'll dump this shipment in the sewer! ”

“Oh, boy, you really let us down.” Mr. Sun on the other end of the phone sighed, "It's time for you to return to our arms and listen to our faith again."

On the other side of the phone, suddenly a strange sound sounded.

Jessica suddenly hugged her head, a horrible thrill that was ringing wildly in her head at the moment!

She fell to the ground in pain.

And the phone was still ringing: "Jessica, tell me, who are you? ”

“I… I am Jessica, the most loyal believer of the Michal Club… no, no… no! I'm Jessica... no...”

“Jessica, how long has it been since you've heard the gospel of my Lord? Son, you've been out too long, the temptations of the world have clouded your heart, son. Remember, who are you? ”

“I am… I am…”

Jessica stopped her hand and blurred, slowly picking up her phone. Despite her thin struggles in the eyes of Buddha, her consciousness has been replaced little by little.

Jessica tried so hard to control her body, but what she said was not what she wanted to say: "I am… the child of the Lord… I am the believer of the Lord… I am…”

Somebody... help me.

……

“Yes, you are our child, everything about you, your thoughts, should exist for the sake of our great Lord. ”

“Yes…”

“So now, son, tell me where you are, and I'll send someone right away to retrieve that shipment, and of course you. You don't have to worry. Soon, soon, you'll meet your mother in heaven. ”

“Meet…”

What ‘Mr. Sun' on the other end of the phone doesn't know is who took Jessica's phone directly from her hand at the moment.

Feeling that Jessica's answer was somewhat imperfect, ‘Mr. Sun' 's voice continued to sound: “Jessica, good boy, tell me where you are. ”

“Well... are you the Sun Sir? Oh, one of them, Mr. Sun? ”

It's not Jessica's voice, it's something else, something ‘Mr. Sun’ hasn't heard! He frowned, not panicked, but blurted, “Who are you? ”

……

Who are you?

Such a problem, which seems to have been one of the most heard by the new owners of the club in the past two months, has basically become a problem.

The club that appeared in this box was just looking at Jessica sitting on the floor, looking at her hidden struggle, answering the phone in a more peaceful voice: "Me? I'm just a businessman. For the time being, this Miss Jessica is my guest. ”

“Oh, really?” ‘Mr. Sun’ was silent for a moment, "he said softly. We're also business people, and since we're all business people, I think we can talk about it. ”

Rocciu smiled softly: "Can I get you anything? ”

‘Mr. Sun’ said softly, 'It's simple, no matter how much Jessica gives you, we'll give you double or even more. All you have to do is return Jessica and what she has to us. ”

“Guests' purchasing power seems pretty powerful.” Lo Qiu closed his eyes.

‘Mr Sun’ said softly: 'Cut the crap. I don't know how much you know about Jessica... but if you do, you will regret negotiating with me here. But it doesn't matter, I like and dare to negotiate. Billions. ”

“A billion? ”

“The euro." ‘Mr. Sun' said softly.

"That's quite a lot," said Rochu. But this Guest, unfortunately, we don't charge money. ”

“What?”

“Turin, Italy. Alpino Street, 38… Um, Unit 4, study…” Boss Lo closed his eyes at this moment: “Guest, is the bottle of Margaux in front of you tasty? ”

“!! Who are you!!!! ”

The voice was frightened and frightened and panicked.

In an apartment at that specific address location, a man dropped a glass of wine in his hand on the floor. He stood up and looked quickly at the study where no one was but himself.

He even went to the window and lifted the corner of the curtain, like a snake, looking carefully at everything on the street outside the window...