Trafford’s Trading Club

After careful searches and research, the agents on the street finally came to an amazing conclusion: they lost it and let Bucky escape in public.

The message was like a ignition line, which burned into the command group of the operation, and finally detonated the team leader in charge of the operation.

The team leader believed that he had posted all the abusive words he had accumulated over the decades on the members of the action team, but he was still unable to quench them.

He drank two glasses of ice water in a row before regaining a little calm - but still like a defeated rooster.

“Fifteen operatives, four of them senior agents, were ambushed all around, as well as intelligence provided by sources..." The chief of the operative team slapped the table hard, “The last report I gave you was the wrong one?! ”

The captain's eyes stared so wide... that after José's death his position was empty, not knowing how many guys were staring.

His command of the operation coincided with a great opportunity to show credit and prove his strength, but he did not expect that the operation would fail at the most critical juncture.

For this reason, the captain, who tried so hard to get to the top of the team, stared at a man in the room who was eating takeout in a nutritious way and was extremely dissatisfied: “Bucky didn't catch it, don't you seem surprised at all? ”

The man picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth, and the etiquette was impeccable. If we didn't know who this guy is, the ops would think this guy was descended from some nobleman.

“I've helped you, done my part. So whether I caught it or not... doesn't seem to have anything to do with me? ”

“Doflamingo!” The team leader couldn't help but bite his teeth off.

“Who are you calling?” The man raised his head slightly with a strange smile on his face: “My name is St. Francis, and I'm a PhD born at Yale University. ”

“You…” the chief of the operation stared at this slow man with the utmost ferocity, and there was nothing he could do.

He knows that he really can't order this guy - otherwise, this guy who appeared in the hostage-taking incident last night as a serious felony, would not be sitting right here today watching his own operation.

Correctly, he is the person behind the action team leader who is a big national figure, or a collaborator with whom he has any ties of cooperation, and this time only comes in the name of assistance.

But even so, the chief of the operation is still... so angry!

“Dr. St. Francis!” The captain bit his own pronunciation at this point and said, “Bucky's gone, what do you think of this? ”

Dover… St. Francis said softly: "Well, it's Bucky, he's got a lot of luck that's hard for ordinary people to understand. Or, I'm not surprised that he was able to leave safely during such a capture. ”

The action team leader knocked on the table, "I'm asking you, what else are we going to do to lure him out? ”

St. Francis shook his head: "No. The arrests have revealed the rebellion of Bucky's men. Bucky is a coward, but also a highly skeptical guy. He doesn't feel safe at all times, so once in prison, he doesn't think about leaving. By the same token, this time the man who received him betrayed him, he would no longer seek any of his men to continue to receive him - unless, one day, he believed that all traitors who betrayed him, or hid them, had been cleaned up. ”

“Who are you, and I'll just have to watch his ass? ”

“That's your business now.” St. Francis shrugged, "this reaction to Bucky's men has revealed the flag I've been putting next to him. In the future, he could have traced this calculation to someone who was me. ”

St. Francis stood up, "I'm not afraid of Bucky, but if this guy starts that kind of weird luck, it could get me in some kind of trouble -- so, next, you're on your own. ”

St. Francis pushed the door away - the door opened and a blonde dressed in a professional suit immediately greeted her: the woman appeared as St. Francis' secretary.

Less than half a day later, a famous school graduate, and Dr. St. Francis, who had built a special tree in several fields, appeared quietly in the country's politics.

And the next thing he does is run for a senator.

The door to the conference room had been closed, and the Chief of Operations had swept the documents off the table and ended up sitting in a complicated mood.

Are you kidding me?

With such a brutal, murderous and countless repeat offenders, it is even more likely that in less than half a day you will be a candidate for the Senate and enter the center of power of the State in the future?

“Has this country… fallen to such a degree? ”

The chief of the operation team appealed for a long time and looked at the temporarily assembled screen. Finally, he felt that his energy had run out. He picked up the microphone with great difficulty and went down with death: “Close the line, come back and deploy the next capture plan...”

……

……

Maybe you're a monster with big blood plates on your limbs!

Maybe you're a rotten, hairy zombie!

Such a voice, as if it had been bolstered by some kind of power of the will of the great universe, actually echoed in the lobby.

Of course, this feeling is simply a delusion.

Speaking of which, due to his departure from his homeland, Mr. Lo never wore the mask that he had specially prepared. Now, of course, he no longer needs that mask as a cover - even if he meets someone he knows.

Even though Bucky had seen the boss and the maid with his own eyes last night, at this moment, in the lobby of the club, Bucky's acquaintance seemed to have never appeared.

The ability to temporarily seal a perception of oneself from the other person's perception seems to have appeared unconsciously, and Lochu has not thought of the time to detect the specific appearance of this ability - in general, the boss, besides being an energy-saving person, is a casual type.

But... how can I imagine myself as a monster?

How much vengeance should there be on women to compare them to pink skeletons, like zombies?

Lochu has never had a narcissistic experience, belonging to the kind where even if he walked down the street, he wouldn't deliberately look at his reflection on the mirror of a street shop window - even so, far from the ugly sky, can you describe it as a monster?

“Looks like the Guest experienced something before… well, something special.” The reason the boss is the boss is because, even so, he still has a good temper and patience.

But Bucky doesn't seem to think so.

Because he really thought he was too smart to see the young men and women at first glance - although he didn't know where they were coming from.

But since Lucifer exists, it's not incredible to have something similar.

At this point, seeing these young men and women look ‘stunned', Baghilian sneered: “Stop pretending and reveal yourself! Isn't it hard to keep this up, like you guys? I'm not one of those people Bucky hasn't met, and even if you're really a monster and a rotten zombie, I can talk to you. Even that would make me feel at least a little sincere. ”

Monster * 2. Zombie * 2.

Boss Luo was silent and the maid kept a charming smile, smile and smile until the master had no voice.

“Why aren't you talking? ”

Bucky frowned: "Isn't it monsters and zombies? What else is disgusting? Okay, I don't mind either! Even octopus monsters, I've seen them before, will not despise you. But better not be a dirty monster, I can't stand the smell... By the way, you woman, forget it, it's a female, this perfume is pretty good, to cover up the stench on your body? Where'd you get it? I'll bring some of the guys I know later. I can't stand the stench on them every time. And by the way, breath! ”

Monster * 3. Zombie * 3. Octopus monster * 1. Muddy monster * 1. Female * 1. Stinky * 1. Breath * 1.

Seeing that the men and women were still silent, Bucky shrugged his shoulders and pulled the stool away again and sat down.

His hand rested on the back of the chair, slightly flanked by his body, with a somewhat slutty smell.

He said softly: "Relax, it's no big deal if it's discovered. But if you want to make a deal with me, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed. I've heard Lucifer say that every once in a while, there will be some stunner coming from her hometown to this side of the world. These foolish things are not good enough to seduce human beings, they are not even real enough to see, and sometimes they foolishly target prey that has already been marked by advanced demons, and they don't even know how to die. ”

Bucky accidentally revealed his collar - not just when the button on the collar opened, but a black tattoo, if hidden.

It appears to be a skull bone, then surrounded by black wings on the left and right sides.

Seems again - I am the one who was marked by the high demons!

“We did come to this place for the first time… thank you so much for reminding us, distinguished guests.” Boss Lo smiled slightly.

Bucky waved at this moment, looking like I was coming over, "It's okay, after all, I've been through this a few times before, I'm just more experienced. You two must be the new demons, right? What do you think, new here, familiar with this place? If you need anything, don't let me know. After all, Lucifer and I are also very good friends, her home visitors, I have to take care of them anyway. Besides, anyway, you helped me a little bit, let me avoid the chase of those guys... by the way, I said so much, the mouth is a little dry, then who, pour me some drink! ”

Then who * 1.

Dang...!

What was left on the floor —— the source of the sound -- seemed to be a staircase on the side of the lobby.

Bucky looked at the past curiously and found himself seeing an old man dressed as a pop in the 1960s and 1970s with a giant exploding head, which suddenly became a bit of a surprise.

The exploding old man quickly bent over and picked up a vinyl record, then sweated coldly: “Well... I... I... I... I forgot a few songs in a while and couldn't make them, so I was going to come down and find this disc so I could go back and get the game a BGM... I, I, I didn't hear anything, I really didn't hear it!! Old, old, do I get back to work!!! ”

As he said, the old man blew out a long shadow, blinking an hour at the end of the stairs.

Warrior!! A true warrior!!!

A true warrior, daring to face the bleakness of life...

I'm a role model!!

Is it bad to live...

Warrior, this time next year, I will go to your grave to weed and burn incense...

The head of the explosion held the vinyl record he had found, and with amazing admiration, he crashed into a machine installed in a room on the second floor and disappeared.

……

It wasn't until a few seconds after the old man disappeared that Bucky rubbed his eyes and always felt that he hadn't misread - ran out of the shadows?

But if it's the devil, it doesn't seem like anything strange.

Bucky looked at Boss Lo and wondered, "Do you have any special people here? But why such a strange old man with such an aesthetic? Will you still love your children and your elders? By the way, after all this time, don't you have any beverages to greet? You guys are really far off! ”

“Sorry, we neglected.” Lochu was slightly indebted and apologetic, "he said, not paying attention to the Guest's needs and your habits. ”

Bucky said, "It's okay! Anyway, newbie, I don't know anything, I don't know how to teach, I'll be fine later! ”

“You're right.” Boss Lo is even more humble: “We really need to reflect. ”

Bucky squints his eyes at this moment... Well, it looks like this time the newcomer is quite knowledgeable, not at all like those stunned blue ones he met a few years ago. He comes to his thighs crying and screaming every time he has to do violence against himself and finally sees Lucifer's mark.

Now that we know each other so well, we can head back to Lucifer —— anyway, inside the Flaming Red Lips Bar, besides some of Lucifer's own ‘employees', several guys were led by Bucky.

Like the witch who chased Cage away last night.

“No need to reflect on anything.” Bucky and Hyatt said, “I'm a big guy. ”

“No, no, no, no.” Boss Lo shook his head and insisted: “In order to make the Guest feel at home, I think a slight change in the layout here is necessary… It is also very important for the conversation to continue happily and to use the environment that the Guest is familiar with. ”

“Alas, I said no more trouble.” Bucky laughed and said: “As for me, one of the advantages of being a person is that I really like to carry new people, especially people like you who know things so well... eh, how does it feel getting hotter? Did you not turn on the air conditioner? ”

“It is indeed warming, distinguished Guest.” Boss Lo suddenly punched a finger, “so let's start consulting in hell, shall we? ”

“Oh, okay... what?” Bucky blinked.

Then he saw the floor of the lobby, one brick after another, and as the floor was pulled apart like a puzzle, an orange red light began to fill the surrounding area, followed by a rolling heat wave.

The floor brick eventually disappeared completely, Bucky lowered his head and saw the orange bright liquid flowing slowly, even bubbling.

In the air, the sulfur smell of the stinging nose comes at this point —— almost for a moment, Bucky even feels suffocated by the sulfur smell of the stinging nose.

His stiff neck raised his head forcefully - the young man in front of him did not know when, his whole body suddenly cracked open and eventually turned into a monster of immense proportions.

As for that woman, who was even more perfect than Charlotte, who totally threw out a few blocks, suddenly put her hands on her hair, tearing it apart so slowly.

She's like a butterfly coming out of a pupae -- a fleshy, blurred head, coming out of a ripped crack in her scalp.

Originally a lovely sound, it was made with a rusty gear bite mixed with a scratchpad - it brought a special drink.

That's purple bubbling smoking liquid in a bowl with flesh and blood on its skull.

“This is a special drink formulated with lizards, cannibal brain marrow, sulfur, and mouse plasma. I hope you like it…”

Looking at the slowly approaching ‘vessel’, Bucky suddenly covered his mouth in shock, feeling no such pain after hangover.

At this point, there was a roaring voice over his head, "Guest, don't you like it? I can have my servant give you another one. ”

Bucky raised his head subconsciously, but saw himself above, and three identical heads appeared - three heads connected to a huge body - over which there was a lot of circular, teethy breath.

Drop by drop, it flows out of the monster's three mouths, and it falls on Bucky - like he's been poured over and over again in a basin - and it's green, like a stomach fluids sticky object.

Bucky stubbornly reached out and wiped off the sticky things on his face, then took a deep breath and screamed, “Help!!!!!!!!!!!!! ”

He stood up instinctively, but when his body left the stool, he instantly lost gravity and fell straight down. It was almost at this moment that Bucky grabbed the foot of the stool and left his body hanging in the air.

“Guest, forgot to tell you, those below are real magma. ”

The giant monster above makes a deafening noise right now.

Seems to verify this assertion that the ‘vessel’ with the strange special drink suddenly slipped out of the hands of the fleshy maid.

Pfft...!

It fell into the magma and instantly melted.

“Help... Help!!!! I'm going back to jail!!!!! ”

The saliva flies with the snot, and Bucky Cerser shakes his legs tightening this only stool suspended on the lava.