Trafford’s Trading Club

Director José's nickname is "greedy fat pig."

As the name suggests, fat pigs are naturally the fat that Director José can frown on anybody who sees them.

But even so, women willing to climb into Director José's bed are able to drain a hundred-metre dragon, and most of these women are still from a good family - because he is the head of the city's official violence agency.

More than once, foreign media have claimed that the police in this country are more violent and dark dictators than the bloody clubs.

Director José apparently interpreted this statement well in the foreign media.

Thirteen years ago, Director José didn't exist as a greedy crocodile.

However, since the beginning of an operation called UPP and the so-called "bloodless" liberation of numerous slums by the State's violent institutions, it has been the take-off phase of the “greedy fat pig” 's wealth.

As for why, of course, it was for some kind of world Olympic event that had just been held a short time ago.

In order to give the world a sense that the security coefficients in this country, and especially in this city, are not as bad as those reported by the media, the country's political system is a treasure - and, of course, the results are remarkable.

As to whether such an effect can be sustained in the end, it would be wise to do so.

But that is irrelevant to Director José - because his wealth has accumulated to an alarming degree, and even if he throws away the official position at his disposal, he will be able to become a delightful millionaire abroad and continue to enjoy life for all.

But Chief José, who had a smooth sail, was clearly in a very restless mood these days. For example, the lady secretary in front of the hot office was thrown out in white just a few minutes ago.

You know, this director José enjoyed being the hottest secretary, kneeling under his desk, giving him a very pleasant service —— basically, of course, he thought it was because he was so fat that if he really put his secretary's legs up for action, he might die suddenly.

Looking at the wronged secretary lady, people just assume that they didn't see the same. A toy that is no longer spoiled is naturally worthless. As to why José was so irritated, I think it was because of the intense killings that took place in the last few days.

From the boss of the club, to local councillors, to important businessmen in the economic sphere, the anger behind the death of a man with enormous energy, I'm afraid this “greedy fat pig” cannot bear it either.

At this point, Fatty Director Jose suddenly opened the door of the office, and when people were wondering whether Jose was going to walk out on the sidelines or just walking out, the tyrant-like director had buzzed: “Tonight the chancellor is going to go to the city theater to watch the performance, and the safety measures are enough for me! If there's a slight leak, I won't make it easier for you! ”

Speaker, but the real big man in this country, no wonder Director Jose is in such a bad mood at the moment - I'm afraid he usually leaves the top bosses of the country in the dark because of the frequent murders of important people.

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“Theatre standing--! ”

The bus uploaded an empty message, and Caroline leaned against the window and glanced at the city theater outside the car. This totally glorious building is brilliant enough to allow Caroline to regain her gaze slightly inadvertently.

Just accidentally seeing a few police cars parked here had to attract Carolyn's attention - the police even started pulling a cordon here.

Probably some big guy's gonna be here tonight, huh?

The theatre is, under the impression, used as a venue for some notable national cultural events, as well as for programmes such as "A Music Festival”.

Caroline shook her head.

Although she can instantly become an elegant lady to accommodate the needs of her Guests, there is no change in the interior - of course, so-called elegance naturally disappears when a man rips off her clothes.

So she had only one idea of the place that such a nobleman would use to showcase herself: when would she be able to afford to live in a place as big as a castle?

The passengers in the car obviously noticed, as did Caroline, the police force that the theatre had begun to deploy, but there was no discussion. Little citizen doesn't care about the country… besides, is she herself a practitioner on the edge of the law?

The bus then passed a closed section of the road.

A high wall was erected on one side of the road, completely blocking sight there. Caroline is a little tired of looking at these long walls —— walls like this, naturally, are not meant for defense.

The only thing it does is cover the wall —— yes, the wall, where she grew up, the chaos.

Caroline sneered and the crowd in the car was used to it and seemed to have nothing to do with itching.

“… Hospital, here we are--! ”

Carolyn stepped out of the car and looked up to see that the medical facility was terribly the best building in the city. The daylight is a little dazzling, and the sun shines on the dense glass, making Caroline uncomfortable with frowning, except for the air-conditioning that comes out in front of the hospital door.

“I want to hang up… well, internist.” Caroline went straight to the crowded front desk.

It took her over half an hour to get her number, but by the time it was her turn, it was probably afternoon time. Caroline thought for a while and walked straight towards the inpatient section.

The main reason I came to the hospital this time was to do a detailed examination - she didn't know if she had lost her fertility, but at least to get a sense of her physical condition, even if it was taken away later and then examined, at least she knew what was wrong.

As for walking to the inpatient department, naturally it's for visitation.

Not a talented but blind or legless young musician, because Caroline is not a fairy tale Cinderella, so there is no such thing as a novel encounter - Caroline never believed in something that could be consumed like love.

It's not the kind of lover of a dog blood movie, and naturally it's not a sick relative.

It's even more unlikely that a child who was adopted with his head clamped by a door panel for a while would need hospital care to survive - even if it did, Caroline felt she would end up giving up because of too much medical bills.

Caroline thinks her soul hasn't accidentally risen to that magnificent level just because she didn't want to, just because she picked up the baggage in a moment of goodwill, using her own savings, even taking on debts, etc.

“It's just a dying companion...”

Inglés in the district used to call her Nia, including Caroline. Nia is more than twice as old as Caroline, 35 or 6 years old. A woman of this age, if not well maintained, is probably the rank of a grandmother.

However, Nia, who lived in the ward, was dreary, dry and had fallen hair, and could not be seen as a wife in her sixties.

Her condition was complicated by the fact that she had had multiple abortions, which eventually triggered uterine lesions and switched to cancer. There are also symptoms of cirrhosis due to disrespect for one's body… even the body's immune system seems to be having problems.

She's basically spending her last life in this hospital waiting to die.

Nia is kind of a ‘senior' who took care of Caroline when she ran away from home, and after knowing about Nia's illness, there would be a day or two in a month - basically when she couldn't start her own business.

“I bought flowers, plug them in first.” Caroline glanced at Nia in bed.

This is probably the last scene of one of the saddest lives of a sex worker. Caroline couldn't even see more hope for survival in Nia's eyes.

She does not seem to have children, nor does she naturally have a lover, and I'm afraid there is a question mark for the family. Anyway, a few times, Caroline had never heard of anyone besides herself visiting this dying man.

In fact, whenever I saw Nia's face, Caroline was scared for a while and suddenly felt that the person lying in the hospital bed had become herself. That desperate look at the ceiling without winking made her legs weak and hard to breathe.

“Want an apple? Shall I cut one for you?” Caroline opened the chair and sat in front of the hospital bed.

Nia didn't speak, but just turned her eyes and fell on Caroline, as if she'd noticed someone she knew.

“They said they could give me a surgery. If I succeed, I have a normal chance to survive. ”

Caroline, who was concentrating on the apple, suddenly heard a dry voice, staring at Nia and looking at her - Nia was also looking at her at the moment.

For the first time, Caroline didn't see death in Nia's eyes.

“But I don't have enough money.” Nia said again slowly.

“You... you want me to help you?” Caroline instinctively defended Nia's gaze at the moment, hesitating: “You know, I can't get much out of it. If it's too much, I... I can't help it. ”

Caroline subconsciously moved the position, blocking the handbag behind the chair - the card she was carrying with her.

“I know." Nia shook her head hard.

Her eyes made Caroline feel really bad, and Caroline subconsciously looked elsewhere.

Nia slowly said, "I want you to find someone for me. He's a lawyer and I used to be a customer, and he can help me. ”

“Lawyer…” Caroline was surprised: “Looks like a rich man? ”

Perhaps it's not necessarily any love story… Caroline is so guessing.

“My property, I want a lawyer to help me sell it. I want to try this surgery anyway. ”

This dying woman had a strong sense of survival in her eyes, and Caroline frowned, "Your house, I'm afraid, is worthless. ”

Old houses in those slums, they're basically unsold. Even if it does, it's obviously not enough for Caroline —— the hospital burns money every moment.

“I also have a house in the West Side. ”

Caroline was very surprised.

The West Side is a newly developed area, dominated by noble residential areas where the prices are high and the wage class simply cannot afford it... The house, Nia, had her own big house early in the morning.

This dying woman had already fulfilled her long-standing goal… she was just dying and had to sell her house for survival at this moment.

Caroline has a kind of unspeakable pain.

Later, it was time for her to check. Caroline vaguely performed a number of examinations at the behest of doctors and nurses, the results of which would take a week to be known.

Caroline didn't care about it at first.

She just knew that she finally agreed to Nia's request and tried to find the man who had a snowflake with Nia when she was younger.

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So... am I crossing or what?

Looking at the endless darkness in front of you… or what you might call chaotic nothingness, the fish eggs have stood here for a while and scratched their armpits - itching here.

He is situated on a huge platform that stretches out on one side. The floor tiles on the platform exhibit a color like jade, but the material is clearly not jade.

Fish eggs strongly confirm this - because he has a piece of jade on him.

Fish eggs frowned again, turning around, looking up... a huge palace. What exactly is the style, Fishballs can't say. But the palace is much bigger than any picture he's ever seen of it.

A huge majestic hall built on a huge platform that floats in the chaos of nothingness... If you hadn't seen a superhuman battle before you came to this place, Fish Egg John thought it might be a dream, right?

He subconsciously pinched the brand on his pinch... undoubtedly came to this place because he picked it up, but the key is...

The point is, where the hell is this?

He's been in this place for a while now, and his phone doesn't have a signal, but it's obvious he can still watch -- over half an hour!

How do we get back?

Is there something horrible going on in there?

At this moment, a shadow suddenly flew out of the attic of that huge palace, getting closer... the fish eggs exhausted their eyes and finally saw the true face of the shadow.

A very cute young girl wearing a blue jumpsuit that is only prevalent in an island country and wearing a… yellow duck swimming ring?

The teenage girl had short hair and looked like she was only about twelve or three years old... she seemed to find someone suddenly coming out on the edge of the platform, so she landed quickly.

“Little sister, what is this place?” Fish eggs swallow a sip.

Heaven and earth conscience, he didn't have any special habits towards girls of this shape, he just wanted to know where he was.

Of course, watching this young girl come from the sky also makes fish eggs a little nervous.

“Crevices on both sides, empty lost paradise.” The young lady answered with no expression, then went up and down to gauge the strong fish eggs, suddenly frowned, without saying a word, and asked: “How did you get in here, uncle Shiba? ”

I'm Uncle Shiba. I'm so sorry...