Trafford’s Trading Club

The real Girl Doe auction?

When Yuri said that, the shock of these invited collectors was no less than, or even more than, the way he had just poured wine on the stage.

As for the gun fight that just happened?

Probably for these people, it's already a family meal thing, nothing unusual.

“And the second Unknown Girl? Was the one you destroyed really a fake painting? ”

Now that this lunatic has blown himself up and is still a god of old, it is naturally easy to believe what he is saying.

He just drank some more wine and didn't eat the marijuana out of his mind, so he didn't joke around here with the whole family's honor.

“What's going on? The painting was obtained by the FC, and this auction was also initiated by it... but the painting was erected and you have it? Oh, I'm a little confused! ”

“Your purpose is just to need that painting, and do you really care what happens in it?” Yuri asked softly and said, “As for the painting… two days later, you will naturally see it. As for the location, my butler will tell you later. ”

After messing up this auction like a lunatic, Yuri owed herself in front of the crowd at this time with an abnormally unsatisfactory gentleman. "So, goodbye...”

He turned around and walked towards the door, but then suddenly turned around, as if he remembered something: "By the way, I've already told my people that it's only for the organizers of this auction. You see, my people are hurt a lot, and your men and horses seem to be fine. So I guess you're not gonna embarrass me, are you? ”

Irrespective of the faces of the many guests on the scene, Yuri waved her head toward the men in several white suits. One of them punched Anna directly in the neck and knocked her out. That's the way to take people and follow Yuri away.

“I'm so sorry to disturb you. In two days' time, we will definitely entertain you.” The housekeeper, Mr. Edgar, is doing his job.

Though impeccable in tone and even in action - it is uttered in an absolutely forceful manner.

“As for the location…”

Edgar quickly gave an address and smiled: “Anyway, the Decabees are still willing to make a friend with you. ”

At this point, three White Suit men pointed their guns at two men in waiter clothes and took them to Edgar. "These two guys have been hiding on the hoist for cleaning the outer wall...”

He went to Edgar and lowered his head and whispered, “It's the police. ”

Edgar's eyes narrowed slightly and swept over Yergo and Victor - two policemen who did not know how to get in seemed very calm at the time.

It is presumably knowing extra behavior and excessive speech that puts them in a more dangerous situation.

“Take it away first and keep it quiet. ”

Edgar bluntly said that he remained tolerant… The butler's grandfather seemed to be more like a big BOSS than everyone else here, and he glanced at the crowd and bowed down with the highest standards of courtesy, "Well, I'll go first, gentlemen. ”

……

“That's not true! Humph!!"

After the Decabees had completely left, in the corner of the party, a fat man slammed the table around him, “The Decabees! No, just a bunch of reckless men who only sell weapons. What's the big deal? Huh!”

That being said, it seems that the big fat man did not intend to continue talking here, and as soon as he waved, he left the ballroom with his own people first.

Watching this big fat guy leave, the rest of the guests seemed to default, didn't speak, didn't say a word and then quit the place —— just kidding, it was all after the shootout, and naturally they couldn't stay on the scene, the less trouble they had to leave.

Anna Fang, or Yefim Fang, dared not move at this time - as soon as Anna was taken away, another person took over the field at Yefim's behest.

Yefim had no intention of continuing to offend these apparently unhappy guests and naturally did not intend to stop them.

It seems that nobody noticed that very quiet table… they may have noticed, but subconsciously did not think anything was wrong.

“Auction for the real Unnamed Girl.” Lochu looked out the window at this point, and the bullet had already caused many glass walls to come out of a broken window.

At the same time that Lochu didn't choose to do anything, it seemed like an unknown number of things that Yuri would end up doing as a new guest.

Just for a while, Rochu suddenly reaches out and knocks gently on the table and says softly, “Aren't you going to come out? We're leaving. ”

The tablecloth on this table was suddenly turned over and a figure climbed out of the bottom of the table.

Slightly different from what I saw not long ago, the lady has torn her long skirt - it has become * * * * * * * and still feels more appropriate.

Vera first glanced at the scene and found that the entire ballroom was empty - except for the two people at the table... well, counting her, there were three.

She sat at the table all of a sudden, holding her hands behind her back, her upper body slightly leaning back, “When did you find me? ”

“Actually, I'll knock. ”

It never occurred to me that the owner of the club would say something like that.

Lockerbie made a gesture: "Haven't you ever seen a movie? The person who stays until the end doesn't have to be the person who stays until the end, knocks, scams, or new people come out. ”

Vera had to laugh, “Are you treating what happened here like a movie? ”

"I think it's much better than the movie," said Rochu softly. ”

“Who are you? ”

Vera bowed her head and sat on the table, naturally a little taller than Rochu and Unight on the stool, "Why was Yuri just sitting here with you, talking to you? ”

“Miss, don't you think it's rude to be too close?” This time of the night, the night was a stark reminder.

Vera shrugged her shoulders and sat herself up straight.

“Miss Vera, that's enough for today. ”

Rocciu stood up at this point, "I'm just a businessman, and Miss Vera, if you want to do business with me, we're always welcome. ”

She was amazed that she was able to shout out her name directly with the other person.

While she secretly guessed what this person was coming from, she asked silently: "Really? I don't even know what kind of business you do. I don't know if you have an address or anything. Is this kind of welcome too dishonest? ”

“Miss Vera will find me if she needs me.” Rochu said softly, "As long as you think of me in your heart, I'll be right in front of you. ”

Vera's eyes fluttered, seemed interesting, and seemed to feel a strange feeling - she was not interested in the man, just very interested in what he said.

The mysterious breath seemed to be spreading all the time on this person -- it was a fatal attraction for her to have an almost pathological instinct to explore.

She suddenly wanted to destroy the atmosphere.

Her nature is like this and she doesn't like being in a passive situation all the time. So she came down from the table and walked up to this mysterious guy and whispered in his ear, “Really? Even if I were in my room, would you show up? ”

“Yes, even if Miss Vera is in your own room, if you need me… we will be there for you.” Lochu didn't intend to move.

But there are some things that he doesn't want to go into very carefully here… but there are other things that he's interested in trying to explain, "because, in Miss Vera's body, there's a beauty that fascinates me. ”

“Thanks for the compliment. ”

Vera gently pulled the distance between them.

She instinctively hated words like beauty and appeared on her.

……

As the banquet hall door opened again, Vika came out of hiding and rushed to Vera's side, curious: “Who were those men and women? ”

“Weird. ”

And it's a weirdo who knows who I am —— that Vera didn't say it.

That conversation lasted until it disappeared.

Vika is rarely able to see Vera revealing this disturbing look - undoubtedly, Vera has a pair of perfectly proportioned long legs and is even more eye-catching because she has torn off her skirt, but for Vika this is far from changing the look on her face.

My God... in addition to the old stubborn ones in the house, there are people who can make this young lady feel the headache. Am I delusional... and so on started coming up in Vika's brain.

“I failed once, but I should have tried again and put a tracker on this guy...” Vera said, gently biting her fingernails and talking to herself.

This behavior has given Vika a sudden feeling.

What does it feel like?

Probably… die!!!

“What are you looking at?” Vera suddenly looked at Vika and frowned.

Vika shook her head quickly and said, "Wait till you tell me, you're the boss who pays me. ”

Vera took a white glance... Then suddenly she reached into her chest - she pulled out a tiny makeup mirror from a low-chest evening dress.

When the folded box opens, it doesn't appear on the mirror, it's more like a screen. Vera smiled softly and shoved it into Vika's hand, "Look at it and see where it's parked. ”

“This is…”

“Just where the Dickabee boss is.” Vera calmly said, "I snuck it under his shoe. ”