Trafford’s Trading Club

Boom, boom, boom!

Alfa Romeo's body rolled all the way down the cliff and eventually landed at the bottom of the cliff, completely crashing into a pile of scrap iron.

The thick black smoke then rises from the bottom of the cliff.

In a small lookout tower on the nearby Panshan Highway, a man was turning his night-vision mirror. You can still see the flames burning beneath that cliff on a light green lens.

The man looked at it again for a while and finally nodded.

He dropped his night-vision mirror and removed his phone.

“BOSS, it's done, the car's blown up.” The man spoke while suddenly pressing another button.

Only heard another loud noise coming from afar... This explosion was definitely a Hennessy snake that had been scrapped by Song Cherry's car technique.

The man laughed.

'Cause it feels so good, blowing up a superrun in a flash! The explosion is romantic. That's not a mistake!

“You didn't leave your hands and feet behind, did you?” The voice that appeared on the other end of the phone asked with a little urgency.

“BOSS, I'm sure the Lucky Goddess is looking out for you.” The man laughed at this moment: “Because just before I acted, I didn't know where a bunch of punks came from. I drove several cars to intercept Song Cherry...”

The man said roughly once what he saw from afar, "… so that, although we do not know exactly what these people are from, since they appear at this time, they give us a new cover. In that case, we need to do a lot less, maybe not even do anything at all. Because of the direction of the Song family investigation, I'm afraid it will start with these little punks. ”

“Well... come back first.” At the other end of the phone, the man was silent at the moment: “Be careful, don't let anyone notice that there are a lot of Song family outposts nearby. ”

“Yes.” The man smiled, then turned off the phone and started packing up the stuff here.

Some food and water - because he's been waiting in this place for quite some time, plus surveillance tools.

After packing all this up, the man stretched his back... after this assassination he thought he should change his identity again.

He gets used to changing his identity every time he completes his job. For him, different identities can bring him a different life.

A period of work is followed by a period of beginning of life, and a period of end of life is the coming of a new job.

It's like a turn.

“Let's go to Iceland, shall we?” He thought so - because he didn't intend to go back to the boss, but rather to leave as soon as he collected the balance.

The target of this assassination was somewhat horrified… If you leave late, I'm afraid no one will be able to escape.

Iceland… all of a sudden there is a desire for that peaceful land.

He lifted the bag and was about to turn away from this little observation deck, but the moment he turned around, the man suddenly startled!

Because behind him, I don't know when a young man suddenly emerged… it suddenly appeared around the lookout tower that the man was measuring at the moment.

“Is this the detonator of the bomb, the car that just blew up…” the young man suddenly asked, looking at the man's left hand.

The man stunned and remembered that the detonator was still in his hand... the man looked at the sudden appearance of the young man with no expression, slowly moving his footsteps, and suddenly he said: "What detonator? No such thing!”

He threw what was on his hand on the ground and stepped straight down, crushing the detonator.

The moment he stepped on the detonator, the shooter hurried the bag from his hand toward the young man!

And while the black leather bag was being thrown out, the man made a pull... pulling a silver pistol out of the bag he was wearing behind his waist.

The man pressed his left hand against the wrist of his right hand, at which point the silver pistol burst out several bullets.

He was a famous fast gun, and at such close range, even close his eyes could shoot him - after three shots in a row, the man stopped abruptly.

Because he saw an incredible scene!

Bullets… Bullets at such close range are parked in the air at this moment!

The bullet he just fired, it was like it was in the gel, and it slowed down… it was still moving forward, but very slowly.

Finally, the three bullets all paused in front of the young man - from slowing down to stopping - was a visible process.

Boom, boom, boom--!

The male shooter then shouted at the young man again with a silver pistol in his hand - until all the bullets in a nest were shot out!

Six shots before and after!

But all six of them were stopped… almost all concentrated in front of the young man's heart, like the special effects of a film.

“You... what are you...” The male shooter's voice couldn't help but tremble at this moment, and his own unclear fear.

Bullets can't hurt a guy... what kind of monster is it?

“You know, throwing stuff around is a bad habit.” The young man shook his head and picked up the bag that had initially been thrown out by the man.

He picked up the bag, photographed the dust on the bag, and placed it on a wooden table at the observation deck... the shooter didn't dare move at this point.

“And these too.” Young people are looking at bullets that have stopped in the air.

He suddenly reached out and pulled out the bullets that had stopped in the air one by one… out of the air, and then placed one by one on the wooden table.

The bullets were erected and arranged to look like a whole row.

"'That's much neater,' said the young man. ”

Since the young man took the first bullet out of the air, the male shooter couldn't help but sweat, shake his throat and beat his heart dramatically.

Until the young man arranged the last bullet on the wooden table, and looked at him, the shooter didn't say anything, just raised his hands, “Don't... I'll cooperate! Whatever you want! ”

Even if he changed his nest and fired six more rounds, I'm afraid the result would be the same —— only one more row of bullets on the wooden table.

Male gunmen have done a lot of work, seen a lot of strange things - but what is happening now is not enough to describe it in a strange way.

The male shooter hates his calm personality at this moment... what are you doing so calm? At this moment, just standing in front of this horrible young man, his scalp is numb and he is powerless, but he still has to figure out how to deal with it.

“I actually like to solve problems non-violently.” The young man nodded this time: "Come on, sit down, let's talk. ”

The young man now points to a bench next to the wooden table.

Wooden tables and benches, almost everything in this lookout tower.

When the young man first sat down, the male gunman gathered courage and slowly sat across from the young man. Because of the proximity to the windowsill, the male shooter finally got a complete picture of the young man through the slight light outside.

He had to be surprised... because he recognized the young man!

Isn't that the guy who came out with Song Sakura a while ago? And finally, the Alfa Romeo he drove! But... but isn't Alfa Romeo already blown up and fell straight into the cliff?

How did he get here from so far away, blinking, and quietly appear behind his back? The male gunman swallowed his saliva at this point.

Outside the lookout tower, he made a simple alarm out of picked up wood and bamboo chips, but it didn't seem to have sounded!

Young man... Lochu picked up one of the bullets and grabbed it. The bullet itself remained hot because it had just fired and had not stayed in the air for too long.

“The bomb exploded at the bottom of the car.” Lochu said softly this time: “The car was driven out of the Song family's cold house, and there was no pause at all, so there was almost no possibility that it would be loaded halfway. Unless... someone can hide it from me. But I don't think it's possible either, that is… this thing was installed on two overrun bases early in the morning. ”

The shooter man looks around nervously at this moment, while feeling an inescapable sense of despair.

"Then there's only one possibility… the bomb was loaded before we left. I'm curious as to how you put these bombs under so many guards and surveillance in the cold house. And I'm afraid it's not just these two, is it? It's all Song Cherry's sports cars, right? 'Cause I'm not sure which one she's gonna drive. That would explain why the two sports cars were loaded with bombs... I suppose that's the way to go, am I right? ”

“No, no.” Male gunmen remain extremely nervous.

Lo Qiu nodded and muttered, as if talking to himself: “Then who would it be? A mole in a cold house? Or someone who's been bought? ”

“I don't know who he is!” The male shooter is quick to say this: “We're just in contact over the Internet and over the phone. As you can see, I am actually a gunman who collects money to do things...”

Lo Qiumez looked at the shooter's eyes with no expression. Such an indifferent look frightened him so quickly he lowered his head and dared not look.

“Well... no lies.” Lochu nodded at the moment, "I'm sure you don't know who's behind this. ”

“More...”

Thanksgiving is about to come out of the mouth of the shooter man, and he hastily swallowed it back up - because he finally realized how unconscious his cooperative attitude was and violated the rules of their line of practice.

The reason why so many people hire gunmen, apart from the fact that the gunshots themselves are quite brilliant, is because gunmen don't easily thank any information about their employers - gunmen who sell their employers, and they can no longer work in the industry.

But he said -- he said he would cooperate, so he said... give in to the power of the non-human.

“I know, I've said it all.” The shooter is nervous right now: “Will you let me go? ”

None of the bullshit principles have their own lives to come to matter.The principle is that under the circumstances of life, there is enough bass to say the words!

Lochu shook his head and said softly: “I said, let's sit down and talk… I didn't actually ask you any questions either. ”

This… recalling the words of this horrible young man, the male gunman had a fierce heart… the other party did not ask any questions! Those more are just words he casually said when he was thinking...

“Anyway! ”

It doesn't matter anymore!

The male gunman stood up suddenly at this moment, and he didn't even want to stay in this place for a moment - in front of this young man!

Every minute, every second, it's like countless snakes staring at him behind his back... that creepy feeling that he doesn't want to go through again in this life!

“I made an appointment with my employer when it was done… this is the address of the meeting!” The male gunman quickly pulled out a note and threw it on the table.

He saw this young man picking up the note, watching carefully, and walking back carefully, step by step!

One step, two steps... three steps!

When he retreated to the third step, he felt that a safe distance had been reached and instantly turned around and ran towards the exit of the lookout tower.

Lochu just glanced at it, seemed to have no intention of catching up, just took out his phone and entered the name of the address on the note on the map.

……

The male shooter ran out in panic at this point, which reminded him of some horrible things that had happened many years ago... The fear of this young man seemed to have a chain reaction, and it actually caught some unpleasant childhood memories in his heart!

He gasped and panicked. He just wanted to get out of the place as soon as possible and didn't even want to collect the balance... go to Iceland!

By the way, to Iceland, he's going to start a new life and forget about this unpleasant experience!

Great... that guy didn't catch up!

The male shooter cracked his mouth and revealed a smile of joy in fear... but suddenly, his foot tripped!

In the dark, something seemed to haunt his feet!

And then there was the sound of a banging road... in the mountains and woods of Panshan Highway at night, as if countless demons were laughing at him!

He screamed in horror, his body suddenly lost balance, and then the whole land slipped off the hillside!

His rollover finally stopped and he had scratches all over him - he rolled over the road on Panshan Road!

But at this moment, suddenly there were two strong lights behind me, and the sound of the horn honking... the shooter shouted and looked at himself unconsciously!

Those wrapped around him are just some vines with a lot of wooden plaques and bamboo chips... this is the original alarm he made himself!

Beep ——!!!

The sound of the trumpet honking.

Boo--!

A figure was hit by an unstoppable sedan from the highway and fell directly into the cliff.

……

After glancing down from the lookout tower's window deck, Rocho shook his head... in fact, he did nothing, just the shooter suddenly got scared and ran out, then suddenly slipped, then suddenly saw the car hit the cliff.

Everything was so sudden.

Lochu looked at his palms at this moment, and suddenly he was a little sudden... so much suddenly, it all seemed to come from his subconscious mind.

It affects the surrounding area in a small way, making everything seem to be shifting with your own thoughts…

Perhaps even fate will become obedient...

He was able to clearly sense this - since the appearance of Black Lochu and its dispersion.

“Trust me like this, can you control it...” Rochu looked away and muttered: “Altar...”