Trafford’s Trading Club

Lorraine took a look at Uncle Mouse Demon's photos —— their wedding photos that Aunt Mouse Demon flipped out.

After reading it, Xiao Butterfly demon carefully placed it on his backpack and bent over slightly, "Sister Zijun, how are we going to get in? ”

Because even though Little Butterfly Demon is a relatively small type, only half of Miss Su Zijun of Dry Blood is obviously shorter.

Su Zijun looked at the sky - it was dark. They waited until the evening when the pet center closed.

I didn't intend to come - Little Butterfly listened very well to Longxiao's instructions not to go to remedial classes for a while, but didn't say not to let her take the college exam, so she has been studying hard at the end of the night.

She was also introduced to reading a book recently when a human guest brought the pet for treatment.

Looks good!

Book title: Club XXX!

But.

Let's go, I'll show you the world of adult monsters.

So they came into this almost abandoned industrial park.

“Demonic power is generally used to gather demonic beads, not much, and the normal amount for a month can be used as an admission fee.” Su Zijun walked towards the cargo hold where all the doors and windows were closed and said: “As for the consumption inside, they were settled with demonic beads. ”

“The normal amount for a month is just the admission fee?” The little butterfly threw up his tongue.

Ever since she mastered the technique of mathematics, Little Butterfly Demon doesn't have to count her fingers in a simple algorithm... she knows what the so-called normal amount of a month means.

That's a constant in mountain forests and places where energy is more than cities. Today, in cities, the ratio is generally 1: 2.3, and in some areas, such as heavy industrial zones, or heavily polluted areas, it has to be increased.

That is… if you are a monster living in a city, it takes two or three months of demonic power to accumulate a separate entrance fee.

“The world of adult monsters is so expensive...”

Su Zijun said coldly: “Like you, relying solely on normal absorption of moonlight is of course expensive. ”

Little butterfly didn't say anything... she doesn't know too much about the human world, but she does know a lot about the basics of the demonic world - she knows what else is out there.

This reminds her subconsciously of the mantis monster who had hunted her... eating other demons is a way to boost demons quickly.

The Mantis Monster is gone, and now working in the hospital of Sister Long, the fear of being swallowed by the Mantis Monster every day seems to have been quite a long time.

But if you don't find that place in the beginning, and you don't meet the boss, it doesn't look like there's going to be a later life.

The little butterfly suddenly remembered the old man and the big lady in the bakery, and the owner who gave him honey twice, thinking about the risk of losing consciousness.

“Here we are.”

When Su Zijun stood in front of an iron door, he turned back to God and quickly placed his palms on his lips, then breathed deeply.

“What do you do?” Su Zijun frowned.

Luo Zheng's mouth was like what it contained. “Admission fee. Sister Zijun, wait. Oh, I'm not very skilled at spitting demons, and it's still two months. ”

“... what are you doing throwing up for two months? ”

“And your admission fee.” Lorraine took it for granted.

“... you invited me? ”

“Yes, Sister Zijun, I'm sorry you brought me out.” Little butterfly winks, "the old bakery lady taught me when she took me in, and if she was her best friend, don't count so many things. ”

Su Zijun smiled slightly.

Little butterfly put the two spit demon beads in the palm of his hand and measured himself: “Sister Long is good to me, Sister Zijun is good to me too. There aren't many people in the world who are good to me anymore, so..."

She sent a demonic bead to Su Zijun. She laughed like a light breeze with some water fog in the mountains. “… I also want to be nice to you. ”

You are the monster of that dimension...

Su Zijun looked at the crystal-clear beads on the palm of his little hand and blew out his mind.

All of a sudden, Su Zijun seemed to turn around in panic. “What's wrong with you! I don't need a friend! Besides, I, Su Zijun, want to go in, who dares ask for my admission fee, swallow your damn beads back, huh! ”

Not too tall, half Miss Drought, lifted her skirt gently and stretched out her legs.

Put one foot on this iron door.

Boom - The iron door opened and the explosive noise in it came out of nowhere. At the same time, only a boy, wearing thick smoke makeup and many nail clothes, walked out in an instant.

“Who dares kick the door here? Die!”

Boys' voices are not loud, or even shady… but there is a horror coming - at least, when the little butterfly demon hears the sound, instinctively, he starts to get a little scared.

“I kicked it back and forth no more than a hundred times. Do you have a problem with that, Ghost Baby?” Su Zijun suddenly laughed.

The boy in front of him... the ghost baby looked stunned, instinctively rubbing his own eyes, his voice instantly shivered: “Son, son... your sister! You, you... Welcome back! ”

The ghost baby hurried a ninety degree angle bend.

Big sister?

The little butterfly's head twisted, and the Xinhua dictionary, which had long been eaten into its head, began to read quickly.

Big sister, the meaning of the head, gradually became clear.

“Cut the crap, I'm looking for Sun Xiaosheng. Get that guy out of here!” Su Zijun snorted coldly and the aura opened.

Ghost Baby rushed to wipe the cold sweat: “Well... big sister, the boss is not here, he went to the concert tonight...”

“Concert?” Su Zijun frowned. "What is it? ”

“It's like some kind of chariot or a squad.” The ghost baby shook his head: “I don't know...”

Su Zijun sighed for a moment and shook his head: “Forget it, it's okay if that guy isn't here, don't make me sick... Little guy, come with me, take whatever you like! Whoever dares to ask you for a fee, just pick up the glass bottle and blow your head off. Nobody dares touch you! ”

Sister Zijun, who are you...

……

……

I don't know what to say.

Probably a time of adolescence, when there was a history of shame even now... when there was an obsession with a chariot band.

Boss Lo brought the maid to the concert - of course, Tai Yin is behind it.

In order to attend this concert, Tai Yin is naturally dressed as an exploding head - if it weren't for the presence of a very dark host and a blacker-hearted maid, I'm afraid Tai Yin would have had to sway with the people on the scene.

YO ~ ~ ~

“Too shady.” Mr. Lo suddenly shouted, "That's the ticket you booked in advance, definitely don't want to miss the concert, right? ”

“Master, exactly.” Too shady nodded his head and smiled, “Master, isn't it wonderful? ”

“The pure sound effect is okay, but...” Lochu glanced around and ended up on a large cardboard at the entrance, the cardboard of the band's characters.

Boss Lo sighed: “I think you really are a mistake. ”

“What?” Too Yin stunned... suddenly had a bad feeling.

Rochu shook his head and said softly: “I was just beginning to wonder how that band could have been so easily approved to come here for a concert, and the media hadn't even reported it... I finally know. ”

“What?”

“It's Germain… not Germain. ”

“Also, that is...”

“This is the Village Band. ”

Let's take a look at the environment again.

Not the kind of gymnasium that Boss Lo imagined could hold at least tens of thousands of people, but a... night! Yes, sir!

The clown moved his lips and seemed to want to say something. Just looking at the bandsmen on the cardboard, and they're all dazzled.

Why is this happening?

Why is this happening?

Ming Ming had his favorite band for the first time, and was clearly pardoned by his master. The two kinds of joy should have been added to the larger joy...

But... why is this happening?

As a ‘master' of a faithful rock music culture, he can't do that kind of free admission thing - buying real gold and silver even though the money was‘ picked ’up' from humans.

“That damn ticket dealer! What did you tell me? Lao Dao... Lao Dao, I'll fight you!!! ”