Trafford’s Trading Club

Obviously, the old man was hesitant in his footsteps, but even so, he ended up in front of the club owner.

The maid pulled the chair open for him and Old Feng sat down somewhat restlessly.

“I... am I dreaming?” Old Feng sat down and said this subconsciously.

Rochu waved and let Unight retreat to tea before saying: "You can think of it as a dream, a real dream. Of course, whether it's a fiction or a reality ultimately depends on you. ”

Old Feng raised his head and looked to the right from the left side of the club lobby. He turned his head and looked back. He looked at the many and strange settings here. Finally, he focused his eyes on the mysterious guy opposite him.

The old man smiled bitterly on his face, "I believed a long time ago that there was karma in the underworld. And now that I'm here, I feel what it's like to be here, I'm even more convinced of that. ”

“What do you mean?” Rochu has come to be interested in knowing what the old man who needs to spend the rest of his life in prison will think about.

Old Feng sighed: “Thirty-five years ago... when I was young and cheerful, I made a big mistake. But I didn't have the courage to face it, I chose to escape. I thought I could escape... I did escape for a long time. ”

Old Feng had a happy smile on his face, "At that time, I made a living from craftsmanship and later married a wonderful wife. And a new life will soon come to our home. ”

But he shook his head quickly: "I thought my life was lucky. But I know that there are some wrong things, even if you escape, that will eventually be remedied one day. If you don't take the initiative, maybe God will come and collect you, just sooner or later. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Lochu nodded, "Old man, did you find it difficult for your wife to give birth and die, in return for being late? ”

Old Feng smiled, but bitter.

Instead of continuing the conversation, he pleaded, “I've done the wrong thing for the rest of my life. God didn't kill me. He just kept me alive. I dare not resent it. Because that's what I deserve. ”

Sighing, Lao Feng suddenly lowered his head, the words were clear and clear: “What do I have to give you to... to get back what I lost? ”

“Just hoping to meet your daughter?” Rochu asked softly.

“I dare not ask her to forgive me. That's what I deserve.” Old Feng raised his head and finally thanked him. At this time, he looked older. “Even if it was just a far side, it could be one side. ”

“On one side…” Lochu stopped for a while and reached over the table, revealing several cards with a strange pattern, "all of which you can pay for. ”

Old Feng suddenly opened the first one, “Memories? ”

He shook his head… Memories are probably the most precious asset for a man who can only live in prison.

There's no love, no career options, much less happiness.

Because in this place of atonement, it is no longer possible to possess these things: because his sentence is life.

With the daughter's memories, with the wife's memories, with her own sanity... with her own health, with her own life, and finally with good deeds.

“Good deeds? ”

“Well, good deeds, not much time, just a year. ”

Lochu nodded: “Actually, I do suggest that the Guest choose the option of doing good for a relatively small amount of time. Because the shorter the time, the higher the chance of completion. Of course, the shorter the time, the shorter the purchasing power. But, old man, you just want to meet, that's about it. However..."

“But what?” Feng Guichun suddenly got nervous... he knew that what he was doing was not saving the world's living bodhisattva.

“However, I do not recommend that you choose the last act of goodness.” Lochu slowly said: “As far as I know, the people you killed and their relatives are still alive. ”

Old Feng looked ugly and smiled bitterly with his head down: "You mean, I'm only going to live for one day, for the relatives of that person, it's a sin... right? ”

“Well...” Lochu said softly after swinging in a sitting position: “Let's put it this way, a lot of things have faded away over time. But no one can be sure that one day will come to mind. Accidental remembrance of someone you hate can also cause heartache. If this grief is present in the course of the year, according to the spirit of the contract, you can only be considered a breach of contract… sorry, we need to deduct it from you elsewhere. This deduction, I'm afraid, is something you don't want to see. So the last option is kind of a gamble. ”

“It looks like the best option, but it's basically impossible to complete...” Old Von shook his head, but thanked him: “But thank you for reminding me of these. ”

Boss Luo was silent for a while, then said softly: "Nothing, it was just a while ago... well, there's been a lot of reflection lately. ”

Old Feng sighed again: “I don't dare bet... I ran away like that and it was a gamble in my life, but obviously I lost completely. If only half a year of my life would allow me to meet my daughter, I would like to spend more time, three years, even five years, I hope..."

He took a deep breath: "The day she married... even if it was just in the corner. If I could see her in the blessing and happily marry her, I... would have nothing to do with it. ”

“That's five years. ”

“Done!” Old Feng nodded.

“Thank you for coming, my guest. ”

Lochu stood up and gave the most honorable courtesy to the guests in the deal.

……

Waving, Old Von has disappeared from the club.

The sheepskin rolls that had just been signed were now automatically rolled up in the air and eventually fell into Rochu's hands.

He handed the parchment to Yunight.

But the maid didn't have time to speak at the moment, and the foolish, moving prick next to her had grabbed at her and said, “Congratulations, master, another deal has been made. I just didn't think that this Feng Guichun request was really that simple. ”

“It's pretty simple to just meet.” Lochu smiled softly.

Tai Yin busily said: "Master, I will find the Golden Lord in greater need next time! This is just a small start! Well, I won't bother the owner and Miss Unight, I'm going out to work! ”

Rochu suddenly said, "Tai Yin, what are you doing? ”

Tai Yin took it for granted: “Of course, in order to save the owner's cost, I went straight to get Feng Guichun out? It's just until his daughter gets married, that's all. Just walk around with the guards and you'll get him out in minutes! ”

“Well, you do things quite simply. ”

“Where, Old Dao, I'm just thinking about my master.” Too shady for modesty.

Unexpectedly, Boss Luo suddenly turned his head, "But I want to do it another way. ”

“Master, please! I will die for sure!! ”

Boss Luo chuckled: “Let Feng Guichun come out and... you go in. ”

“What? ”

Too shady... Too shady to open his mouth.

……

……

Too shady to open his mouth and then mechanically close it up again, the food in his mouth is like chewing wax for him... although the inmates here say the dining room is actually very good.

“Dude, what's wrong? Is it not appetite?” Zhou Xiaokun next to him approached him at this time and asked softly.

Too Yin swept this guy... he knew that in Zhou Xiaokun's eyes, even in everyone's eyes, he was actually Old Feng.

Who let him sit in this dining room like old von?

“Nothing, I just...” Too shady sighed, staring at the incandescent lamp on the ceiling of the prison dining room, softly: “I'm just a little sentimental. ”

“I understand. Dude, don't even think about it. ”

Zhou Xiaokun could only pat this brother on the shoulder and silence with him.

Too Yin glanced at Zhou Xiaokun.

You know shit!!!!