Trafford’s Trading Club

But the clock quickly took off his palm, because it was enough that he felt a slight tremor on his body as well.

Still too young, this guy.

“You, you...” Cheng also frowned.

Ever since his first meeting at KC, he has had the feeling that the big boss has hidden some unknown secrets.

Especially when he remembered the details of the evening over and over again. He found that it seemed that Mr. Chung had not been affected.

“Do you… do you…” Cheng also subconsciously said some words.

But before he could say it completely, he woke up, suddenly stopped his mouth and looked at this slightly disturbingly - at a time also very mysterious to him, Mr. Chung.

And the clock fell and laughed, “Let's have a little bit of the simplest discussion. ”

Then, looking at the reaction of Cheng, he continued: “I don't feel the reaction of those who listen to the scene… is it too unusual, like, obsessed. ”

Cheng's face began to look slightly more difficult.

The clock went down and said, “It's a cloud debrief. Before you were discovered by Li Zifeng, you were an unidentified singer, just a singer selling in those shitty nightclubs. ”

Cheng's face is even uglier.

The clock smiled softly: “If you have such strength, why hasn't anyone discovered it before... I hear you've floated north? Since you have floated north, at least to prove your ambition, there would not have been such a hidden situation. So, why exactly? ”

The clock closed its eyes, “Why, overnight, can you let anyone who has heard you sing be conquered by you… and still be conquered like a demon. But more importantly, the people who watch it live on the Internet, instead, curse you, and only the people on the scene agree with you? ”

Cheng also subconsciously grabbed the bag with the guitar.

The clock went cold and said, "Is it because… because of the power of this guitar, not enough? ”

“Enough, stop it!! ”

The only thing I saw was sitting there. At this time, I suddenly stood up and raised the guitar that I would never leave. I smashed it in the face toward the clock!

This was quick and violent, and Cheng and his brain couldn't help but flash past what happened when he was in jail for intentionally hurting people.

As fierce as it was… all these years of cultivation seem to have broken the power overnight.

He was like a wolf who had been invaded.

Whatever ability this guitar possesses, its own materials are extremely hard things. How can ordinary people stand it when they smash their heads all at once, at least they have to break the blood flow!

When the clock fell without panicking and missed his head, he skilfully dodged the process, and then grabbed the other side of the guitar smoothly, suddenly pulling hard!

Cheng was also in an unstable shape. He was suddenly pulled down and the clock dust fell. At this time, an elbow hit his abdomen. Cheng also painfully covered his stomach and knelt on the ground.

Old Master Chung, who comes from the army, naturally does not make his children and grandchildren look weak... including the three young ladies who are women, the two sons and daughters of the Zhong family have been thrown into the army since they were young.

There is no martial arts of the tablet crackling stone in the novel, but at least the fighting skills are enough for the third generation of the Zhong family to cope with a lot of sudden situations.

The clock dust fell. He grabbed the guitar with his reverse hand and pressed it against Cheng's neck. He couldn't lift his head. "The family is strict. He has been working out since he was a kid. His hands may be a little heavy, but he shouldn't have hurt his muscles and bones. Just a little pain. ”

Cheng also bit his teeth, but couldn't move anymore.

……

As well as pressing the process, the clock dropped dust and poured half a glass of wine. After a while, it also felt like Cheng had given up his resistance. The clock dropped dust and said softly: “Calm down? So can we talk about this? ”

“I have nothing to talk to you about! ”

“You have a hard mouth. But in general, this kind of thing is only safe if you know it. However, in view of the present situation…"

The clock shook its head; “The smarter thing for you is… in fact, haven't you noticed the fact that we're all the same kind of people? ”

“What kind of people? I don't know!” Cheng reacted violently again!

“Really?” The clock fell and smiled coldly: “Then I'll smash this guitar for you... I don't think the guy selling this guitar would care. After all, that place is just for the money. ”

Cheng also attaches such importance to this guitar… how can you escape the unaffected clock dust in your eyes?

“You too... don't you...” Cheng was also terrified.

The clock suddenly loosened its hand and said softly: "The place has existed for a lot longer than you and I combined... so why do you think you're the only one who's ever bought something in that place? ”

“Are you really...”

The clock smiled softly: “As I said, you and I are the same kind of people… all guests from that place. ”

……

……

Rochu still loves this old wall full of climbing tigers and this old house, which is 60 or 70 years old.

“Haven't been here for a while. ”

The owner entered the house easily… in a room.

Luo Qiu remembered that before the summer vacation, he was still here with Zhang Yuanrui spelling out Qin Fang's ‘homework’: “This place hasn't moved yet. ”

Lochu smiled again and sat down, right in front of this old bench.

The maid who had been listening to the master said softly: “I didn't expect Professor Qin Fang's house to end up in the dust of the clock. ”

“" Miss Qin Chuyu probably doesn't know either, "said Luo Qiu softly. She also intends to dispose of the professor's legacy as soon as possible. Doesn't make any difference to her who buys it... but the clock will stay in the city, and I'm afraid it's no coincidence. ”

Thinking about something deeper, the boss said softly: “It seems that the fate of the Guest has been disturbed since the beginning of the business, perhaps not until the moment of true extinction...”

It just calmed down.

Rochu's finger tapped gently on the stage, “Unfortunately, I can't hear Miss Tsai singing this time. ”

Rochu also stood up and smiled slightly: “There have been a lot of hearts and minds coming out lately… but this is also the case this time, so it's something interesting to hear. ”

Night nodded softly, "Master, the clock dust should start to feel strange. ”

Rocciu mocked himself: “O clock dust... my first few guests. Honestly, it wasn't very mature, and it didn't seem unpredictable. ”

Lochu shook his head: “The deal, now that you want to come, there must be a better way. ”

Rochu has always been used to waking up, so he thinks... who hasn't done anything stupid when he's young?

No, that's not normal.

“But master, the assets behind the Zhong family are enormous.” Yu Night calmly said: “Now that he has this idea, there is a chance that he will really get together with a lot of 'Guests' in the future. ”

“It's like the Michal Club, isn't it?” Rochu asked softly.

He shook his head and did not intend to wait for Yunight's answer. Instead, he set the professor up here, not throwing away some bone products, and said, "So what? We just buy and sell. ”

Rochu shook his head: “Even with my personal hobby, the world would have turned however it was supposed to. As for the future..."

What happens in the future?

Perhaps it's like these bone products that people from a more distant future will judge.

And as the current owner of the club, if not surprisingly, he would watch it quietly for a much more distant time than the distant future.

“… it doesn't matter. ”

The boss put the bone products back where they were. Finally, he said: "I should have bought this place from Qin Chuyu. I am still too young. ”