Trafford’s Trading Club

Rainy night.

Mr. Ofey held on to the black umbrella, looked at the lights in front of the compound door, and then walked in silently - a hidden office in the department under Mr. Ofey's administration.

From the outside, it's just a relatively upscale apartment building, but it's got a nice interior.

The lights in the hallway are dim because they haven't been replaced in a long time. Droplets drip from the tip of the umbrella, forming an intermittent line of water beads.

And wet footprints.

He opened a door, then walked in, then opened the cabinet of the wall, then entered the elevator hidden there, and finally came to the basement office of the apartment building.

The bright light made Mr. Ofey feel a little better when he was depressed, and the large number of security personnel busy with the green working environment was also a vibration.

“Sir!” The Secretary has been waiting for the entrance for a long time.

Mr. Ofey nodded at this point, took off his trench coat and walked all the way into his office - Mr. Ofey was working overtime tonight, so after a press conference, he rushed home for dinner, then accompanied his son for a while, then rushed here.

There was an expedited document on his desk - something that Mr. Ofei had already known about on his way here, but he looked again carefully.

After that, Mr. Ofey frowned and the secretary lowered his head and waited. Mr. Ofey was holding his hands together, leaning against the back of the chair, and looking at the light above his head.

The document was sent by the President because the Government of a neighbouring country had raised the issue of accountability - a diplomatic issue.

‘Zombie bath salt', a new type of drug originating from Mr. Ofey's side of the country. This kind of thing started a huge wave a few days ago in a neighboring country.

A large number of people taking such medicines have been found in hospitals… Deaths and injuries have been severe, causing enormous social harm.

“In order to put an end to this sin, I hope that we can work together to fight the source of ‘zombie bath salt' … and put the blame on us.” Mr. Ofey whispered slowly, "Behind the scenes of this country are a bunch of pig heads? Can such a fallacious statement be made? ”

“Sir, they have created public opinion in the country.” The Secretary was helpless at the moment: "The point of departure was actually simple and had a great impact on the credibility of the local government if it did not shirk its responsibilities. And... this stuff, it was on our side the first time. ”

Mr. Ofey suddenly sneered: “They're a big poison-producing country themselves. How dare you say that... What do our intelligence agents say? ”

“They visited the hospital for a while, but it had been sealed off by local government and military personnel and access was very strict," the secretary said. As a result, no special findings have been made in our hands for the time being… However, we have found that many bodies were indeed removed from the hospital that day. Also... it looks like a big tree has suddenly appeared. ”

“The tree? ”

“and then disappeared again.” The secretary shrugged, “I don't think the incident was caused by pure drugs, there must be something inside. ”

Mr. Ofey squeezed his shoulder: “What can naturally be explained by pushing the responsibility out so hastily? I just saw this presidential order and I had a headache. ”

“What does Mr. President mean? ”

Mr. Ofei sighed: “We're about to have a general election...”

The secretary seemed to understand something, with a heavy face, "So… what do we need to do? ”

Mr. Ofei thought for a moment: "Give me some information on the drug investigation side, do as the President says… Now that he has made this determination, he should consult with some people. ”

The secretary nodded: "According to intelligence, this‘ zombie bath salt 'was flowing out of a woman's hand, but it is not yet clear to whom it originated. And the woman responsible for supplying the seller with the goods is also very mysterious. ”

“Give as much information as you can about this woman.” Mr. Ofey waved.

“Understood." The secretary said immediately.

“Anything else?” Mr. Ofey looks up right now, "I wanted to make a few calls. ”

The secretary said at this time: "There is such a thing. Recently, an emerging religious group emerged suddenly that believed in the Baki gods and seemed to join quite a few, mostly wealthy people. Sir, I'm afraid there's going to be a big problem with this group for a long time. ”

Mr. Ofey bluntly said, “Yes, it has not happened before about this new religious group. This kind of guy doesn't make a big deal out of it. Let us put this aside for a moment, and we shall now give priority to this document by the President. ”

The secretary nodded and thought so, walking straight out of Mr. Ofey's office.

Mr. Ofei rubbed his eyebrows and his face became a little dull, "Bucky God? Didn't I tell you not to be so aggressive? If we continue like this, even I..."

But when I think of Dr. Frankie's survival, Mr. Ofey has another headache.

Mr. Ofey shook his head hard and began to concentrate on his work.

It was just that he suddenly remembered the ability of the Baki god's messenger to rise and give blessings, and his heart felt a little moved, “Suddenly the strange tree, suddenly disappeared again. The guy who attacked people like a movie zombie... can't there really be a zombie? ”

It seems necessary to meet this messenger of God personally, and Mr. Ofei has made some reluctant decisions.

……

At a time when Mr. Ofey was in distress, the messenger of God he called the troublemaker, was playing a fun game in a villa.

Four glamorous women in lingerie were playing in the room, while God blindfolded the adult and started playing the game of arrest, punishing nature for a single blow - recently this messenger of God felt his energy was infinite.

Beautiful heaven, God made... this is what Bucky feels.

All of a sudden, Bucky jumped out, really got him to a woman, they fell into bed instantly, Bucky happily up and down his hand... but he quickly felt something wrong.

The reason it's not right is that the woman he jumped on, instead of the reactions he remembered, didn't move. Bucky feels like he just ran into an empty shell.

Bucky suddenly took off his blindfold - it was on his mask.

He later bought a mask from that black, black, black maid that wouldn't fall off easily for a weekday camouflage. To that end, he paid a great deal of heartbreak for the beliefs of many units.

“Oh… it's beautiful and noble Miss Yogurt! ”

Bucky looked clearly at what was happening in the room at this time, and the bodies of the four women had been completely rigid, as if they had been deprived of time, and had stopped altogether, while the maid in the room, wearing a black dress with narrow feet, was smiling.

Bucky rushed out of bed.

On the floor covered with soft white carpets, Bucky leaned back and quickly climbed into front of Unight, with tremendous greed in his eyes.

Instead of looking greedily at Yunight, the beautiful man, he looked at what Yunight had in his hand - a plate.

The plate was covered, but Bucky had been able to smell the kind of thing in the plate that couldn't bring impulse to many of his women.

Meat.

Bucky doesn't think he's a greedy person, he thinks playing with women is the happiest thing - but now, it seems that there is a fatal hobby that has taken precedence over playing with women.

That's meat.

Meat eating meat eating meat eating meat eating meat, eating meat made at night... after eating it, you can make yourself feel incredibly comfortable and full of energy meat!

“Want some?” The maid smiled.

As dogs crawled to the ground, their hands held up their bodies, while Bucky raised his head and opened his mouth, licking his lips and nodding his head constantly.

“Fifty units.” The maid said softly.

Bucky promised without saying anything, with little consideration… With the increase in the number of believers, the number of faith-based units that he now earns every day is constantly increasing, not to mention fifty units, even five hundred that he can afford.

“Deal.” The maid smiled.

Just under the smile of the night, Bucky saw the lost in the desert.

He watched as the maid slowly unveiled the lid on the silver plate - filled with brown muscle tissue and infiltrated with inky green blood.

This meat is raw, completely untreated!

Unight flipped his palms at will, poured the meat from the plate down, and Bucky hurried to catch it, then shoved it straight into his mouth and the wolf swallowed the tiger.

But the blood dripped from between his fingers, and Bucky didn't let it go. He lowered his head and started licking these "leaky fish."

Looking at Bucky so embarrassed, Unight was smiling softly: "What a greedy child. ”

“Delicious! More, I need more! ”

“Then earn more faith.” The maid's voice was full of allure.

“I earn, I earn... yummy! Delicious! I earn...” Bucky has fallen into a state of fanaticism... like those who gave their lives to get his blessings.

“What an obedient child.” The maid nodded with satisfaction.

Only at this point, behind Bucky, a faint image, if any, is slowly becoming clearer.

“No wonder Lucifer gave you the highest covenant… Marmen, the legendary greedy demon. ”

I don't know when the maid left with this harvest of fifty units of faith.

In the room, four girls had not recovered, and only Bucky was still chewing the meat that had been poured on the ground.

After leaving the villa, Yunight took a look at the rainy night and whispered: “I don't know if the owner had a night snack... so boring. ”

Boring. When did this happen?

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Pff--!

When the door opened for a moment, in the lobby of the cold house, the servants stood in two rows and said in unison: “Welcome Miss Sakura home, welcome Master Qiu home! ”

Song Cherry is in a very good mood at this time. Just say that everyone has a red envelope and become a loose money girl.

This was the sixth day after the incident, after various examinations, and under the operation of the Song family, the pedestrian Lo Qiu had to leave the hospital.

“You're back.” Song Tianyu walked out with a crutch and smiled all over his face.

Master Song sent out the servants who were in line to welcome him, and went on to say, "I've prepared some nourishing food for the kitchen, almost ready to eat. ”

“I'm going to take a shower, Grandpa. I'll see you in the dining room!” Song Cherry waved and walked straight to his room.

Master Song took a benevolent look before he said to Lo Qiu: "Song, I didn't expect you to come back to Song's house, so this is what happened. Are you scared? ”

“as an unforgettable experience.” Rochu smiled.

“Looks real good, nice.” Master Song nodded and then said: “Come, before you eat, come with me to the Ling Tang to add incense to the ancestors and tell them you are back safely. ”

Not called Song Cherry... Though Song Tianyu loves Song Cherry as a granddaughter, in essence, he still wants to weigh a little more.

Ling Tang, traditionally a place where women rarely step in, belongs more to men.

Luo Qiu felt that there was nothing wrong, and there was no speculation. He just followed Master Song's footsteps and came to the spiritual hall of the cold house for the second time.

But what surprised Lochu was that in this spiritual hall, he also saw a man other than a Song man.

Mr. Blind.

Seeing Mr. Blind turn around at this time, Lo Qiu thought: “Master Song, I don't think it's as simple as Tim Xiang. ”

Song Tianyou was stunned by this unusual name, but was not overly concerned, but slowed down: “Yes, that's right. There is one other thing besides the incense of ancestors this time. That's what Mr. Blind wants to see you about. ”

After a pause, Song Tianyu went on to say: “I should have arranged to meet you earlier, but there was some inconvenience in the hospital. Second, Mr. Blind had some other things to do these days, so I dragged it to today. ”

What Mr. Blind does is naturally explore what lies beneath the cellar of the ancient castle.

Lo Qiu nodded and nodded at Mr. Blind, wondering if he could ‘see', just as soon as the courtesy had arrived.

He walked past Mr. Blind and before coming to the Lingtang spiritual table, Uncle Wu sent the prepared sandalwood. Lochu dedicated three weeks of worship before inserting it into the incense furnace.

At this point, Mr. Blind suddenly said: "Young Master Rochu, do you know that every time you worship, the Songs' luck is increasing wildly? ”

Lochu slowly turned around.

Mr. Blind faced Lochu at this time, and said positively: “Young Master Lochu has only worshipped his ancestors for three years. Every time he worships his ancestors, the Song family's luck is strong. Three years later, this luck is more than double that of yesterday. ”

“Luck, what is this?” Lochu blinked, curious to ask, "is it the Feng Shui thing? ”

At this moment, Mr. Blind suddenly opened his closed eyes, and the cloudy eyeballs, at the moment of the display, were closed directly… Mr. Blind took a small step back.

He took a deep breath and hugged his fist: “Behind you is as if the heavens and the earth were powerful… Qingxia Zi has offended the noble people, please forgive me. ”

Master Song's attitude toward Mr. Blind suddenly came as a surprise...

PS: Later, don't wait, I'll wake up tomorrow to see... I guess I'll write it down to a point or two, that's all.