Trafford’s Trading Club

The sky suddenly sounded, blankly, and a lightning flashed over the night sky.

A winding lightning bolt has no trajectory to look for, but it has an end point - and the end point is that statue of Him on Mount Christ.

He opened his hands and lowered his head slightly, looking at the world from above, as if to illustrate one thing: God loves the world.

However, lightning came to him and fell on him - in fact, it was only 14 years ago that the statue was struck by lightning, and the statue was damaged and repaired later.

So it's not surprising that he was struck again by lightning —— at least, at this time of night, without the presence of tourists, at least there would be no casualties.

It was just a sudden breeze in the neighborhood and the sound of the lightning blast that woke the caretaker from the dream. The caretaker hastily put on his shoes and ran forward. If the statue was damaged by lightning, he had to notify someone to fix it as soon as possible.

There was still a distance before the statue, and although the caretaker had arrived first, he had still not been able to reach the first scene. So he did miss something.

At this point, the lightning coming from the sky suddenly converged in front of the statue, in the middle of that huge, open arm, and turned into a sphere flashing with electric light.

There seems to be something brewing in the sphere… Several light points are expanding in the sphere - suddenly the lightning sphere cracks apart like a foam, and the light brewing in the middle has expanded into a human high light sphere, slowly landing beneath the base of a giant statue.

Three shadows in total, human appearance, blonde hair. Two of them wore silver armor, a hand elongated trite and had wings on their backs. And the one headed by Vegetarian shoes, spotless, white skin as snow, as beautiful as a woman, and eyes as stars.

And it has three extraordinarily soft white wings.

“Why did you rush to the Lord in this world?” One of the silver nails suddenly opened his mouth.

"This is what my father meant, and he wants us to bring back Noah, the sinner. If you succeed, you have to go somewhere and do something. ”

“Noah... is he here?” Another silver armor suddenly shouted.

“I don't know, but my father suddenly gave me the divine revelation, told me about it, and told me the coordinates here...”

But right now.

“Angel… Angel!? ”

Behind them, the hasty caretaker suddenly panicked to leave his phone on the ground -- the plain clothes shoes, the beautiful, incredible six-wing angel with his legs off the ground, slowly floating towards the caretaker.

“My God... I don't have eyes. ”

The caretaker felt that his worldview was collapsing rapidly until the arrival of the six-wing angel - floating in front of him.

He felt the warmth coming from the gentle glow of the other side, a solemn feeling that made the caretaker feel more awe than ever before in his heart, and he stunned and asked: "Who are you…? ”

“Gabriel. ”

He put his hand slowly over the caretaker's forehead, tight only for a moment, and the caretaker was in shock and unconscious.

It… Gabriel retracted his palms, then lit them in his eyebrows, then waved two slight lights at two silvernail angels and hit them in the eyebrows.

“I have waited for a long time to walk, the world is changing and the pollution is severe… Familiarize myself with this memory as soon as possible and make it easier to move.” Gabriel said softly.

“At this point, there are so many smells that make me wait… there is a hell of a smell here.” A silvernail angel suddenly frowned.

“It is the devil…” Gabriel looked somewhere, through the obstacles, almost sweeping through the vast cities beneath the Mount of Christ, "ignoring these demons, now the main thing is to capture Nanoah. ”

So they quickly put their wings and silver armor together and made garments that fit the current trend with wonderful force… just their body was so perfect, they looked like sculptures, but they were like international models walking on stage T.

……

……

Some older cars are parked at the side doors of the university campus at this time, which is closer to the entrance to the dormitory complex. In the car, Boston looked at Hailey, whose body was shaking constantly.

Of course he knew that this guy wasn't shaking at the moment because he was scared —— on the contrary, what Hayley looked like was because he couldn't hold onto the anger in his heart… a freak with a powerful factor of violence hidden in his body.

Boston sneered, holding down the hidden pistol with one hand, and putting a knife on Hailey's leg with the other, and sneering in Hailey's ear: "Go... the guy who's been treating you like a double, controlling you, pinching you, treating you like a puppet, he's right here. ”

Hailey slowly moved his gaze, staring at Boston, his eyes filled with blood, like a man who couldn't sleep for days, and he suddenly lifted his knife.

Boston was a little nervous at the moment, and a layer of sweat had already appeared in his own hand holding the pistol. It was only then that Hayley shoved the door open and walked out, which made Boston a little relieved.

To be honest, he was a little freaked out by Hailey's horrible gaze... but Boston soon settled down. He quickly picked up the car keys and followed them.

Better the two brothers can kill each other... The simple idea of Boston is that Hayley can kill Arnold - someone who does it for himself, someone who bears the blame, and the cops can't find him, and then the sky flies like a bird, why not?

Of course, he followed suit, because he wasn't sure Hayley would get it. Otherwise, he'll have to do it himself.

……

Arnold came back a little late because after the memorial service, a faculty mentor approached him and discussed a lot with him. As a brilliant graduate, the mentor is happy to assist Arnold in all aspects.

Nor was Arnault impatient, and he thanked the mentor for leaving after discussing various future developments in detail.

When he returned to the boys' dormitory building, the dormitory manager walked past Arnold dressed as if nothing had happened and secretly gave Arnold a note.

On the way up the stairs, Arnold opened his eyes and simply wrote two lines: the woman in bedroom 403 had made two calls in the past, and a second time she had made a phone call at the telephone booth.

Arnold squinted his eyes, then quickly tore the note apart and threw it in the trash can on the stairs - Arnold stayed a few seconds in front of the door of the 403 dormitory and changed his smiley face before opening the door.

He heard the water coming from the bathroom.

Arnold glanced and walked around the bedroom. He came to the table and picked up Caroline's phone, took it apart quickly, saw that the tracker was still there, and quickly put the phone back on, then sat down and turned on the TV.

At this point, Caroline washed out, came out of the bathroom, just wearing a little vest and shorts, her hair still wet —— and suddenly Arnold showed up, Caroline was a little surprised, “When did you get back? ”

Arnold smiled slightly: "Just now. Look at you in there, I didn't yell at you... well, you don't usually take a bath this early either. ”

Carolyn shrugged her shoulders, took a bottle of beer out of the fridge and drank it. “I just got bored and did some exercise. It's just a little hard to sweat... What do you say, nothing happened to the auditorium meeting? ”

“What will happen?” Arnold still smiles and looks at Caroline?

Caroline nodded and leaned against the refrigerator door, not close, “Well, nothing special... by the way, would you like something to eat? I'll make it for you? ”

“I ate on my way back.” Arnold shook his head.

Caroline nodded her head again... she suddenly remembered the words 403, at which point she bit herself in the teeth and walked towards Arnold.

She came to Arnold's side and placed the beer bottle on the table with her fingers stretched out gently over Arnold's cheek.

Certain small movements between men and women can easily convey what they want to do next. Arnold didn't speak, he just closed his eyes and felt the touch of Caroline's fingers...

He had no idea what was going to happen next - he wouldn't mind spending the night with Caroline if he had a further relationship that would make it easier for Caroline to reveal her hidden secrets.

Perhaps, of course, coercion can be resorted to directly by means of violence. In Arnold's view, however, such a technique is too low-level - a one-time questioning may yield the desired answer, but it may also be confusing to the other party.

Because you never know if someone in your heart who hides fear and hatred of you will tell you the truth - a pit before death, dragging each other to death, is more in line with hateful people.

“Has anyone ever said that you're actually really charming.” Arnold slowly opened his eyes and pressed his palm against Caroline's back, holding her fingers in his arms.

Caroline grabbed Arnold's head smoothly and put her finger in his hair, pressing gently, "Last time something was not done...”

“Really...” Arnold squeezed his eyes and put his face on Caroline's belly... he probably guessed what wasn't done last time, because he knew Hayley's special taste - Hayley would feel for Caroline, not particularly strange.

They started wrapping it gently, and Caroline pushed Arnold onto the couch, and Arnold reached out and tried to untie Caroline, but let Caroline grab his hands and put them on her chest, biting her teeth gently: "Let me do it. ”

This is a very tempting scene.

“Your heart beats so fast.” Arnold smiled softly.

Caroline smiled and began to lean down, her left hand beginning to touch Arnold's clothes from her waist, moving all the way to his chest, while her other hand reached into the crevice of the couch.

She whispered in Arnold's ear: “I think you're too tired to enjoy yourself...”

Arnold appealed comfortably, feeling only Caroline's fingers touching her skin rhythmically and having an unspeakable feeling of comfort - yet, suddenly, a tingling sensation made Arnold stare into his eyes in horror.

Even with an incredible fear!

Along with the severe convulsion of his body, Arnold fainted... Caroline stood up at this time and patted Arnold's face with her hand. He found that he was not moving at all, so he was relieved.

She watched herself secretly remove the shock rod from the sofa crevice for a few seconds, listened to the crackling current, suddenly struck a chill, then hurriedly turned off the shock rod and stuffed it directly into her trenched chest... 403 gave her this shock rod, which was actually the right size.

After unconscious Arnold electricity, Caroline stood up, she wiped a face and separated her hair... she didn't follow the instructions of 403 to do it, and she only took Arnold's dizziness temporarily, but she didn't think about it and got it.

When Arnold didn't know when he was going to wake up, Caroline hit another spirit, and she quickly picked up a bag and stuffed it with something she thought was useful to herself.

“Are you kidding me? I'm not playing with you lunatics!” Caroline cursed herself as she stuffed things.

“Who did I offend? There's been no peace since that day! What do I care about Boss Nemar's death? Why me? If you kill Livia, you kill her. Why did you set me up? I'm sick of it! Fuck you!! ”

Speaking of excitement, Caroline turned around and kicked Arnold in the coma. Caroline took another breath and started checking Arnold's clothes.

Of course, she easily touched Arnold's wallet, and Caroline slapped Arnold again and opened her wallet: "Think of these as returning some interest! ”

She's broke, she doesn't have a lot of money on this Arnold wallet, but at least she can get a ticket or something —— Caroline's got an idea, and she's away from this place tonight.

God knows when that maniac Hayley and Arnold will suddenly trade back?

God knows if 403 can protect itself?

God knows when he's going to go through that ‘foresight' scene... Caroline decides not to play this dangerous game anymore... Wanted criminals are better than dead.

“I'm going...” Caroline suddenly stopped her bursting nag because she saw something in Arnold's wallet - the giant bank card she'd lost!

Turning around, the card eventually came back into her hands - Caroline glanced up and put the card directly on her mouth, kissing her heavily.

“You're still the best! ”

……

Outside the window, the two strippers were watching the scene quietly - until Caroline kissed the card, and Wolfgang couldn't help but frown.

“God, this vulgar woman, why does she have the blood of a dimensional observer… I feel the will of the world malign me…" But Wolfgang quickly realized something was wrong with her and looked at Noah around her and said: "Oh… I mean, malice to you. ”

“The creator is imperfect. ”

Noah responded with a calm, waveless voice, "Even us. See if she's stupid, greedy, ignorant... and if she's looking at herself. Just because you can always see something you don't like from her, like yourself at a certain moment, doesn't it... like you hate yourself at a certain time, always so impatient? ”

Wolfgang shrugged, “What about humans... by the way, this is your designated bride, isn't it time to take her away? ”

Noah shook his head: “The observer's awakening is sensitive and any point of external force intervention could lead to the failure of the awakening… so we just have to wait quietly and let her walk along the established trajectory. Fate... will guide her. ”

“What if it fails?” Wolfgang has a different opinion: “How do you know that external forces will fail if they care, not cause it? ”

“Unless we have the same power as destiny. ”