Trafford’s Trading Club

There were seven Golden Master information cards, which were placed flat in front of Lochu.

This is what Black Soul sent twice before and after the 18th... of course the Black Soul Messenger dares not urge the boss. So if the boss doesn't mean anything, these golden cards can even stack up here like this all the time.

I don't know if my former boss was used to stacking cards, but obviously since this session.

Return to the club's own trading rules.

It is a Guest who walks in on his own and has the strongest desire to buy. The golden lords found by the Dark Soul Messengers are guests who can develop into powerful purchasing power - and, of course, as golden lords, because they have more or less more purchasing power than the average person.

Once the boss has chosen the Golden Lord, the Black Soul Messenger moves further to amplify the desire of the Golden Lord.

But there will also be situations like Ting Dongsheng's earlier - the customer will be in a fantastic state, a little push, and he will be able to meet his requirements to come to the club.

The Black Soul XVIII is obviously a veteran of the Black Soul Messengers... smart she might consider this behavior where the new owner will pile up the Golden Master Card.

So catching a Guest who's about to change will naturally go unnoticed - because that's part of the performance.

“Dai Yu, Xu Zhao, or Ding Dongsheng... Mmm, Zhao Ru. ”

Of these seven cards, there are obviously four names.

A wanted remedial owner, a policeman, an emotionally unstable girl who had just died in love, a student who had a record of a transaction, and a woman who was temporarily hiding in an out-of-the-box settlement, also as a fugitive.

And, of course, there are three other strange names.

But.

“This old employee seems to be very good at the same thing, digging as much gold as possible. ”

“This is a common tool for Black Souls XVIII.” The maid pouring tea whispered softly: “Between relatives, between enemies, between contradictory parties. The contradictory spiral is the abyss, which easily drags people into it. ”

Lochu laughed and suddenly he put all the cards in his hand together, like a poker card, messed them up and washed them several times before spreading them all over the table.

He just looked at the maid and said, "Come on, smoke one. ”

Night looked at her master slightly puzzled, but she would never fail to respond to her request.

The maid didn't speak, she stretched her hand across these cards at will - and, of course, she wouldn't spy on who and whom they were all flipped over.

It's like turning decisions over to an accidental game.

The maid pulled up the middle one and flipped it over. Unight took a look and whispered the name shown on the Golden Master Card.

“Zhao Ru. ”

Lochu pushed on the table, pushed away with a chair, then stood up, and took this gold card from Yunight's hand, smiling softly: “Old employees work so hard, we can't be lazy. There has to be a response. ”

……

……

The sun is shining on the playground in jail.

His feet were stretched out like this, and his thighs were pressed gently on both sides. As for the back, Diarrhea Three is knocking him on the back.

He's already been promoted to prison. The 18th class master handle is too shady. He's eating watermelon at this time. This is his little brother coming in to make a tribute.

Ghosts know how to get used to it, too shady just have to come up with a tribute.

“Harder! Didn't you eat? Still no milk? Do you want me to let Zhang Fatty squeeze you out? Humph!”

At a time when this Dark Soul Messenger was living like a Turkish Emperor here, the Dark Soul did not know that, outside the high wall, a true Dark Soul Big Man was watching him coldly.

“There seems to be no threat. ”

Black Soul XVIII also looked casually and shook his head, quickly disappearing - as an old man, it's not weird to focus on new people.

Black Soul XVIII is almost certain that this new messenger has no possibility of threatening her status - although, with a new owner, the former status may no longer exist.

She stopped abruptly as Black Soul XVIII intended to continue to wander around the city looking for more golden lords.

Paused Black Soul XVIII hands crossed, while sticking themselves in front of him, the look became extremely focused.

At the same time, only one card with a faint white light appeared, and slowly landed in front of her: this is the Golden Lord's information card.

When the card slowly landed at a line of sight with her, Black Soul XVIII lowered its head, respectfully reaching out and picking up this information card.

As soon as the card is in hand, it turns into a dark color.

The eyes of Black Soul XVIII suddenly lit up... I sent seven cards and finally one was answered, which is not a waste of effort.

After accepting the black card, Black Soul XVIII looked back at the high wall of the prison and gave a frivolous laugh, which really left the place.

……

“Master Feng, is this the right strength? ”

The three diarrhea knocking on the back laughed in a festive way.

But all of a sudden Too Yin had a cold tremor and sat up all of a sudden... he just felt like someone was spying on him.

Isn't it the master?

Master, don't you like what I'm doing here?

The more the shady thought of it, the more likely it was, his face changed slightly, he stood silently, lowered his head and walked to the cabin where he lived, and didn't even chew on the dry little brother behind him.

When Zhang Fatty saw this, he slapped him hard on Diarrhoea III's head. He scolded, “Diarrhoea III, did you piss off Master Feng? ”

“Me, I didn't. Wow! ”

“No? How did Master Feng suddenly change like that? Tell me, did you do something wrong? ”

“I really didn't. Wow! ”

“Zhang Fatty, don't fight Diarrhea III, it's none of his business. ”

At this time, Zhang Fatty's back fluttered... that was Zhou Xiaokun's voice.

Zhang Fatty knew that Zhou Xiaokun's relationship with Old Feng was particularly good. At this moment, he stacked a smile on his face and said: “Brother Zhou, you are here... do you know why Master Feng is unhappy? ”

Zhang Fatty thinks this old man who has been in jail for more than a decade must be the best. Zhang Fatty can get out of jail in a couple more years, and feels like he needs to take good advantage of the opportunity.

If I could learn a few tricks from this old man, it would have been dragon swimming in the ocean after I got out!

“Of course I know why my brother's upset.” Zhou Xiaokun shook his head and sighed: “You guys, don't look at my brother like this now, he wasn't like this before. It's just a little irritating lately, that's all. ”

Zhang Fatty picked up a watermelon and swept the stool, "Brother Zhou, come, sit down first, eat watermelon, moisten your throat, we have something to say slowly. ”

Since when has Zhou Xiaokun been treated so politely by these prison guards? There was a slight feeling and I couldn't help but say: "My brother, it's all about his daughter. ”

“Daughter? ”

“Let me tell you something, my brother actually has a daughter outside...”

Zhou Xiaokun slowly told a lot of stories and finally sighed: “My brother's daughter doesn't want to see him, I'm afraid they won't recognize him for the rest of their lives. You said," Dude, he's bitter, he can't do this... What are you guys doing? "”

“What's wrong with me? Brother Zhou?” Zhang Fatty looked at me blindly. "Shit, Diarrhea San, what the hell are you crying about? ”

“Boss... you, didn't you cry too? ”

Zhang Fatty hurried to put a cluttered sleeve on his face, which stood up and sighed: “I didn't expect the Master and the smeller to be sad and hear the story of tears! ”

He looked at the direction of Tai Yin's departure and slapped himself in the chest. “Master, don't worry, your business is my fat man's business! I'll make sure your daughter sees you! Don't worry, Master! ”

Zhou Xiaokun was stunned. Instead of asking how this fat man was going to help, he was curious: “So, when did you become my brother's apprentice? ”

“In the future.” Zhang Fatty hummed: “It must be! ”