Trafford’s Trading Club

It has been almost a day since the target suddenly disappeared and no trace was found.

The young master, known as the Young Master, is now in a luxurious hotel suite, with open curtains that allow him to put about a quarter of the city's things into his own sight.

The subordinates sent out have not come back yet - they will not come back until there is news.

On that day, I met that strange white haired human woman, and after a fierce battle, I beat him slightly with the power of the young master's last vulgar wolf... Of course, if a dozen of his subordinates did not hesitate to drag each other down at the cost of sacrifice, the end would have to be rewritten.

“It is not the Taoist art of Shenzhou… which party would it be? ”

“I care more about something in this city than this. ”

Unlike the Young Lord, another voice sounds in this room - a vulgar wolf, like a shadow, attached to the Young Master, at a time of darkness gushing from behind the Young Lord.

It's like a half-bodied werewolf, but you can only see the red eye —— a wolf-like shadow, much bigger than that.

Young Master frowned: “You mean Shinzhou Jinlong? ”

“No, there is no resentment between our clan and the dragon. I'm talking about... Sirius.” The wolf's black shadow was faint: “Don't you feel it yet? The feeling of trembling in your veins? Though weak, I'm sure the real Sirius of the Sirius must be around here somewhere. ”

Young Master's gaze seemed a little complicated, muttering: “The real… Sirius. ”

The coyote suddenly laughed, “Are you scared? The coyote was born as a coyote... once the contemporary coyote chose to devour the coyote... coyote. ”

“Wolf, you talk too much.” The Young Lord said softly: “Since this is my destiny, I will accept it frankly. As long as Sirius can return to my people, even if it makes me...”

The hotel suite door suddenly opened, and a man with big eyebrows in weird clothes quickly walked in - before the coyote on the young master had gone back.

“Young Master, we've traced the white woman! ”

“Let's go.” The young master's purple pupil flashed a tiny bit of color, swinging his sleeve and turning to walk out of the hotel suite first... the secret treasure of the clan must be reclaimed!

……

It seems that Nero bought these protective times just to be able to wander around the city.

Nothing particularly amazing has been done. She's like an ordinary woman living in a city, sitting in something familiar with her ears to spend time with.

After coming out of the games hall, Nero spent two hours walking around a mall - just not for sale.

Lochu wondered why she didn't buy it.

She simply replied: 'Cause I can't take it.

Then she pointed her finger at her forehead and laughed and said, "But here, you can take it away.

Less than three minutes left, the two arrived in a riverside park built by the river - at a time when Nero was buying two ice creams from an ice cream house in the park.

Nero is measuring these two ice creams, which seem to be hard to pick up.

“It doesn't matter if I don't eat.” Boss Lo said softly.

Nero sent the one in his left hand and said seriously: "Boss, this one is smaller, yours. ”

I didn't lick it with my tongue, Nero just sent the ice cream ball to his lips, mostly in a sucking way, and it was still eating so fast.

There is a fundamental difference between these cold things and hot food books.

“Wow... it's so cold!” Nero slapped his forehead, "Boss, don't you like the smell? Why did you eat a little? If you don't eat it quickly, it'll melt away. ”

"Miss Nero... the time has come," said Rochu. ”

“Walk with me again.” Nero walked ahead, "no need to protect, just walk through this place, I don't think you can waste much time, boss? At least I'm an old customer. It's not a gift, is it? ”

“Of course not.” Rochu followed with a smile.

The two men walked loosely and slowly along the green passage near the river, and Nero suddenly asked: "Boss, when did you become this boss... Well, don't say it yet, I guess! Before I came out, I had some information from the club. There are rumors that your store existed earlier than some of the club's old immortals... So, 500 years ago? ”

Lochu shook his head.

“Six hundred years? ”

The boss still shook his head.

“Could it have been... a thousand years ago?” Nero weirdly gauges Rochu, "so you're the real old one? ”

Nero's question has some secrets about the store, and if you're going to be honest, it's going to reveal something about two different owners - Lochu didn't intend to reveal it - at least before Nero was willing to learn about it by purchase.

“Forget it, it feels impossible to guess. ”

Nero shook his head and turned to look at where the river was flowing, "Boss, did you change your mind about the world after you said you had acquired extraordinary power? I don't doubt your ability to buy in the store, as long as the Guests can afford it, they can do anything - in other words, boss, you can do anything… at least that's what I think. ”

She stepped on the stone pier of the riverside railing, like trying to make her gaze a little farther, "How would you feel... like that? ”

“Why do you ask?” Rochu asked curiously.

“Just curious.” Nero calmly said, “I also have extraordinary power, which I thought was the case in this world. Since I got the Yan Demon Knife, things have become very boring... it's already such a boring world for me, how hard can this boredom be for you boss? ”

“Is that why you prefer pranks?” Lochu does not answer the question back.

“There are other reasons… do you know why?” Nero suddenly turned around.

Standing on the stone pier, she bent down slightly, looking down, her hands behind her back, “If you want to know, I can tell you, but what do you buy my answer for? ”

"Don't you hate businessmen, Miss Nero? ”

“That's why it's necessary to bargain.” Nero closed his eyes.

The God of the Yan Demon Knife, whom Lochu was familiar with, would return, and at this moment she was no longer the ordinary girl walking in the city, but the one with extraordinary power.

Nero stretched out his palm and the Yan Devil's knife, integrated with her body, slowly emerged from her palm. She turned her shoulders and stretched out her lazy waist, "Well... enough rest and plenty to eat, then I'm ready for a big fight, boss. Want to watch the war? ”

Lochu looked in a certain direction… this direction, if you use the words of the demons, is that there are several powerful demons rapidly approaching.

And he looked at Nero and he said, "Can I help you? ”

Nero shrugged: “I don't have anything to pay for now. Boss, if you say this at this time, is it a traitor... so you want me to sell myself to you? ”

“Then I'll watch the war.” Lochu smiled.

Nero jumped off the stone pier and walked past Mr. Lo, but suddenly stopped when he was about to walk.

Rocciu gave a puzzling expression.

Nero smiled badly and quickly grabbed Mr. Lo's unfinished ice cream and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

Still eating too fast.

So she patted herself on the forehead again and walked forward. “It's better if I finish it myself," she replied. "I can't bear to split it it up."

She's a jumper, the sky's gone away.

Lochu found a park bench and sat down. There was no one nearby... so watch the game here.

Nero angle of view... toggle.