Trafford’s Trading Club

“Piece of shit! Piece of shit!! Four of them can't get one of them back, one of them with a wound! ”

Zhang Kun is angry! If you look at the little brothers in front of you, you'll be even more angry!!

“Boss, you don't know, the gringo is playing too hard! The guys with the iron crow aren't up against each other. Look at him. Look at his shoulder. I think it's obsolete. ”

Zhang Kun frowned and the most seriously injured guy had not yet woken up, but Zhang Kun himself also had some cold back when he saw the location of the wound from his stripped clothes.

“You, take him to the doctor!” Zhang Kun waved, but hurriedly changed his mouth: “No! Don't go to town! You drive a motorcycle to the next town, not here. What did the doctor ask you? You hit it with a bike! Got it!”

“I know, boss! ”

Zhang Kunzi had no intention of using the two wax pills he had obtained from the mystery man... such a good thing, he felt it was not worth it for his little brother!

“Marego Walk! How dare this gringo fight like that!” After watching the two leave, Zhang Kun sat down angrily, and the other two penises hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

“Brother, I don't think this gringo is easy... should we go mess with him or not? ”

Good and evil are always the standard for their actions.

And he said, “Besides, brother, if you really look at Saner's pussy, our brothers will help you tie it up quietly. Why don't you just play around then? When you get tired of playing, throw it back. This little widow, how dare you say it everywhere! If you do it, you do it for nothing! ”

“Is that funny?” Zhang Kunleng snorted, “a bunch of things that don't understand anything! Get out! Get out! Leave me alone! ”

The two younger brothers looked at each other and their wrists were also badly hurt. After listening to this, they were willing to stay there and went to find a place to heal the injuries themselves.

Zhang Kun drank a bottle of Jiujiang here, peeled off a few peanuts and ate... eating and eating felt tasteless, he swept everything on the table all over the floor.

“You seem to have failed. ”

“You again! ”

The moment he heard the voice, Zhang Kun glanced over - not surprisingly, the guy in the coat was still in the window position - and of course, the window position this time was his home.

Zhang Kun walked up angrily, “I did everything you asked me to do. What happened? I got nothing! My men are still wounded! You didn't tell me this gringo was so difficult!! ”

In his coat... Nero laughed twice at the moment, “Are you nuts? If it wasn't difficult, would I pay you for that medicine? Do you really think it's a pie falling from the sky? ”

Zhang Kun suppressed the fire: “Tell me honestly! What the hell is this gringo doing? ”

Nero laughed twice again.

"'What are you laughing at?" said Zhang Kun angrily. ”

Nero mocked: “Laugh at you, you piece of crap. Laughing at the way you look like you have nowhere to vent here at this time... Geez, I just passed by that tofu shop and heard the movement inside, it's really intense, man and woman, shush. You want to go check it out? Maybe these two aren't over by now. ”

“You...” Waiting for her eyes as big as a cow, Zhang Kun reached over the window frame to grab Nero's neck.

But he doesn't know exactly how horrible the person he wants to catch is. Nero didn't even use his hand directly, he just pressed Zhang Kun's arm with a cartridge and pressed his arm directly against the window frame... Sinking!

Zhang Kunton's cold sweat felt like his arm was about to break. He looked at each other in horror... this guy, he was stronger than he thought!

Nero said softly at this point: “I don't give a shit, I let you do these things at first, just to make the woman in the tofu shop unbearable and choose to be separated from Cook. But you are too useless to fail, then there is no way, I can only change my attention temporarily. ”

“You... what do you want me to do? ”

"If Cook had been around all day, you wouldn't have gotten Sanger all day, believe me? ”

Of course, even if Cook wasn't here, you wouldn't get a third son... and she wasn't going to point that out.

“You want me to... kill him?” Zhang Kun's eyes flashed a harsh look, obviously just hesitating... not out of fear.

“No, you can't handle him.” Nero shook his head: “But just help me lure him out… of course, it would be better if you could provoke him. In the end, I'll deal with him myself! ”

Angry or even mad Thousand Thorn Gun Lord... think of Cook in that state, and Nero can't help but make a low laugh.

This anger and madness, if Cook was awake, would not have been possible —— and Nero knew too well how difficult it was to break Cook's near-perfect mood.

Nero pushed Zhang Kun straight to the ground with the cartoon and turned around: “If you still want your benefits, if your three sons want, do as I say, otherwise... the consequences will not be known. ”

Zhang Kun rose up frightened, at this time he could still see each other's tracks... to go nowhere!

……

“Ah... look forward to it. ”

Through the moonlight, Nero sat on the edge of someone else's rooftop, stretched his lazy waist, and then suddenly turned around.

She pulled the leather coat off of herself and only stopped when the zipper reached her belly. As for the inside... it's not a common women's underwear, it's a wrapped white strip.

It turned out to be a bandage to strap the chest.

She reached inside her chest and snapped a black card out of it. Nero stood up and pulled his zipper back before playing gently on the black card with his finger. “Boss, boss, can you hear me? ”

But Nero waited a while, nothing in front of her, and the black card seemed to be unresponsive, and she had to mutter: “Well... is there a distance limit? Ah, I have to go back and say it's so troublesome... No! ”

But then Nero turned around and stood behind her, not the club's new boss, Rochu. Who else?

“Hello, Miss Nero.” Rochu said softly, "Excuse me, can I help you? ”

“There's business on the door.” Nero squinted his eyes and licked his tongue slightly over the black card. "Do you want to do it? ”

“Of course.” Boss Lo nodded, "We will not refuse the Guest's request. ”

“Aha, what a good boss.” Nero blinked and said, “I was thinking, if I can't hang out that day, will you sell yourself? You're gonna protect me, right? ”

“Of course, as long as the Guest asks.” - Extremely official reply from Boss Lo.

“Thank you.”

But Nero didn't mind, his fingers crossed his lips, sending this mysterious boss a worthless kiss for the second time...