Trafford’s Trading Club

Looking at the soulless, painful cheese, the chase of the wind is calm at this moment: “Hurry up, I don't have time to wait for you here... I only have 30 seconds to count, to start, or not to start. ”

Cheese shoulders tremble slightly... he can't even imagine how he should face that option when he loses a point.

Choose a close relative and die in front of yourself… what a crumbling nightmare is this?

“Now is not the time to be stunned... don't move, don't let anyone know I'm talking! ”

But at this point, a woman's voice suddenly crashed into her cheese ear, making her heart beat wildly.

“Can you hear me? If you hear it, tap it gently with your finger. Remember, gently, I can see it. ”

The cheese subconsciously tapped the floor.

The woman's voice went on to say, "I know you're wondering who I am, but this is not the time to ask. What matters is how to solve your current predicament. Listen, I don't know what the resentment is between you and this guy in front of you, but this guy's behavior is so despicable, I was going to stop meddling, but this time I really can't look... you try to stall with him, I want to find out where your relatives are being held... understand? ”

Cheese doesn't know where this woman comes from, he's never even heard the same voice... much less if she's really going to help herself.

But now he was grabbing a lifegrass and banging his finger on the floor.

“Remember, delay as long as you can! I'm going!”

The cheese raised its head subconsciously, but there was no moving shadow in the whole basketball hall… at this point, the wind chaser said, “What, have we made up our minds? ”

Cheese took a deep breath at this point and slowly stood up... thinking about what the woman had said and delaying it as much as possible!

So he watched the wind silently, but did not speak.

“What, to protest me with silence?” Chasing the wind sneers: “It doesn't work. I said thirty seconds is thirty seconds. ”

“Wait! ”

And the cheese goes, “How can I believe what you're saying? They're all in your hands, this rule... How can I believe it? What if I win and you don't let go? ”

"Do I need you to believe me? You love to beat... I love to kill or not! ”

The cheese snorted coldly: “Well, I can't compare... if you can do it, you kill them all and you kill me too! This way, you will never beat me in your life... because you will never have a chance again! ”

Chasing the wind haha laughed: “Funny! Six months ago, you lost to me once. I already won! ”

The cheese sank: “I had the heart to let you win… again, not necessarily. But if you want to live with me forever, do it! ”

Cheese took a deep breath, but closed his eyes and couldn't move, angry: “Do it! ”

The wind's gaze suddenly became cloudy. After a while, he shouted, "What do you want? But it's absolutely impossible to let me go. ”

Cheese, this is what slowly says: “Let me think… I want an absolutely fair game! In that case, even if I lose, I can take it orally. ”

“You want fairness?” The wind chased and frowned.

"Cheese," he said. Absolutely fair! You used to be more powerful than me, so just like last time, you must not use magic power, you can only rely on your own technology! If you use demon power, if you lose, you have to let them go! ”

“Do you need magic to beat you?” Chasing the wind sneered, “I said yes to that condition! All right, cut the crap. Let's go! ”

“Wait!” And the cheese said, “I have one more condition! ”

“Are you bored!! ”

“If you refuse, kill me! ”

“Say it!” The wind chase calmed down impatiently.

Cheese looks at Nini and says, "If I score more points than you at the end of the day, I want you to untie Nini! ”

“I promise you.” The chase waved and shouted loudly.

That was quick, unexpected by the cheese, and he was stuck in his stomach all of a sudden thinking about what he was going to say.

“Let's get started.” Chasing the wind chills at this moment.

The cheese had to be hard on the scalp: “Wait! ”

“What more do you have to do! If you dare to talk about terms again... I have no patience.” His face sank as he chased the wind.

“I… I want to warm up first!! ”

……

“Where the hell are we hiding people... Damn, there are too many people and the breath is too messy. ”

Outside the basketball hall, a tiny figure moves fast... her eyes sweep across everything in her sight, analyzing as much as possible where it fits into the background of the laptop.

“Oops, mind your own business this time...” She sighed suddenly because she remembered the last time she almost died because of her own business.

“Ren Sister... if you didn't see me in the background, wouldn't you be mad?” She sighed again helplessly and looked at the moon, which was quite bright this evening.

So she suddenly muttered: “I really want to eat handscratches... more soy sauce, more ham, more chicken willow, more eggs!! succulent pine!! Ah... I want to eat, I want to eat!! ”

“Ah, you have to be careful. Save someone!” So she took a deep breath and jumped onto the top of a green tree next to her.

She closed her eyes and slowly lifted her palms, then gently blew a chill in her palms.

The cold air was spinning in her palm, and it quickly differentiated into four clusters, spinning, spinning, four clusters of cold air rapidly converging, and then into four white velvet spheres.

She smiled. "Snow elf, do me a favor! ”

As soon as she waved her hand, the four elves flew into the air and moved in different directions.

……

……

It seems that no one is watching the sun… or the demons are running their own ways at this moment, for their own ends.

For example, the horse SIR went to the place where the fireworks were placed.

Ma SIR gasped at this moment and revealed his signature, "I am Ma Hood of the Criminal Police Brigade, this is my ID! Who's in charge here? ”

“I... I am.” A middle-aged man came out in a panic, “this is SIR. What can I do for you? ”

Mahoud said nothing: “I now command you to stop waiting for all fireworks to be distributed! ”

“This... why is this? Officer, you don't seem to have that authority, do you?” The middle-aged chief was discretionary: “If it wasn't for our TV leader, Officer, I'd have had a hard time accepting you. ”

“Fuck you!” Machoudton was furious: “When did you get here, give me this! When you go up, you go up again, yellow cauliflower is cold! I'm telling you, I suspect these fireworks are hidden, probably bombs! ”

“Bomb! ”

Several of the staff here looked at Mahoud in horror, and the middle-aged director was even more frightened: “Officer, this is not a joke... really? ”

“I found a fire truck a kilometer away that was supposed to be here for backup.” Mahoud Fei Fast Track: “All the firefighters up there are in a coma, don't you think? ”

“Ah!” The middle-aged chief suddenly startled, but said calmly: “But... Officer, even if you find out, you can't be sure? ”

“Fuck you!” MacHood grabbed each other's collar and strangled each other: “Even if it could be only one percent, would you let it go? Fifty-six thousand, sixty-seven thousand less in this gym! Tens of thousands of lives, aren't you in charge!! Fuck you!! ”

“Stop, stop, stop!! Stop everyone!!!” The middle-aged man hastily commanded.

Several staff members moved out of nowhere.

Ma SIR let go of each other and hurried: “I've called for backup and bomb demolition, they'll be here any minute! Now you tell me exactly how many fireworks have been placed at the scene and where they are placed! ”

“Officer... don't you know where the bomb is? ”

“If I knew, I'd run straight to you. What else would I be looking for? Cannons!! ”

Hot as a horse SIR, it really is a fire, any ghost talk can be trusted... this middle-aged man daisy tight, hastily nodded the name.

“Officers, however, there are a total of eighteen fire installations surrounding the gym...”

“Give me the location map first...” Mahoud takes a deep breath in the airway: “Eighteen? Let's start here... first! Also, I ask you to find me your highest officer immediately, and I need to terminate this evening immediately... No, no. ”

Mahoud suddenly frowned.

“Officer, what's wrong again? ”

Mahoud's face was ugly: “I assume there is a bomb here, then the person who planted the bomb must have been unhappy. If the activity stops, let's not say the crime scene panic tramples or something, I'm afraid it won't provoke this prisoner... if he suddenly detonates... damn it!! ”

“Officer, this... how is this good? ”

“Wait, don't rush... don't rush, these are assumptions.” MacHood takes a deep breath and calms himself down. "When was the fireworks originally planned? ”

The middle-aged person in charge looked at the watch and said nervously: “If it was planned, there would be... almost forty minutes. ”

“My people take as long as 20 minutes to catch up... can't they catch up?” Mahoud frowned deeply.

It is not possible to evacuate the population immediately… not to mention the cause of the panic, not to be able to evacuate completely in such a short period of time, but rather to provoke the prisoner.

This is a strange thing to do, and Mahoud suddenly jumps into his heart, and it's not supposed to be a heartbreaking terrorist attack - an attack that usually goes unnoticed, and when it does, it's a massive loss of human life and property!

Oh, shit!

The horse SIR had to scratch his head hard.

But at this point, he just felt his head all of a sudden, and then... then he fell unconsciously to the ground.

The middle-aged man raised his handheld walkie-talkie at this time, but his eyes were empty, muttering to himself: “How can I let you sabotage my best friend's plan...”

His eyes suddenly woke up and he twisted his walkie-talkie and said, “Come back, it's all right! Don't stop! It turns out it was a misunderstanding... really! These cops, they're all messing around here, and they can't find out! ”

After that, the middle-aged man looked at Mahoud who had fallen on the ground and revealed a slight fierce light... he took the rope next to him and put it around Ma SIR's neck, then tightened it hard!

But just as he tried his best, the rope suddenly broke open... he couldn't wait to get stunned and suddenly felt like he was being lifted by something and hit directly against the wall next to him!

Boo--!

The shock was too strong for him to faint in an instant.

There's two down here.

But a figure came out frowning: wearing a less suitable firefighter's uniform.

“Bomb…” he also frowned deeply.

Take a deep breath, this firefighter… Mo Xiaofei looks hard at one of the fireworks installed here.

His eyes were bright... but at the same time he was suffering from a slight headache - he was looking through something here!

“There don't seem to be... seventeen more! Police support hasn't arrived so quickly and I can't tell the audience to cause panic... at least I did something! ”

His eyes were incredibly strong.

He quickly tied this middle-aged man up and tried to wake up Mahoud, but he couldn't... it seemed his superpowers didn't have the ability to wake up the comatose.

Unhelpfully, he was able to move the horse SIR to a safe place and put on a gas mask - a piece of equipment that was stripped from a firefighter at random in the fire truck off the field.

Mo Xiaofei took a deep breath.

He remembered what he had said to the boss, so at this time he was silently suffering a stronger headache, allowing his body to... fly.

“Hope to catch up! ”

……

……

In the backstage of the flash and crowd gathering, Hung Guan is taking a deep breath that would be better able to relax himself - when the old card singer on the stage is about to come down, it's time for him to go on stage… there's not much time left.

He's not the only one here.

“Hasn't Cheng... arrived yet?” Hong Guan looked at the accompanying Cheng Yun and asked.

Cheng Yun shook his head: “I just got off the phone with the driver. He said Cheng suddenly got out of the car and didn't come back. Oops, I can't figure it out. Where is he? ”

“So…” Hung Guan sighed, with a somewhat complicated look in his eyes.

“You don't think too much, he's so big, it's okay.” Sung Yun consoled: “Don't think about anything, go up and sing a song! Remember, you're a roller! ”

That said... but Cheng Yun couldn't figure out why Master Er would let Hung Guan serve as the shaft - so many bosses in front of him have performed, the sound waves one race at a time, and Hung Guan is not Cheng, can it be done... I'm afraid it won't be a big joke.

Alas... I can't figure it out!