Trafford’s Trading Club

It's all metal in the room and everything looks cold.

Floor, air, body.

How many, 30? Forty or more... the room is full of corpses.

They're not very old. They're between seven and eleven?

There's only one left.

One who can also stand up... holding a silver fork for eating, with blood dripping down on the fork... feeling suffocated.

Suddenly, a metal door in the room that couldn't be opened suddenly opened and reflected strong light.

Before the strong light, there were several tall shadows, and the light stretched out the shadows, like the devil's tentacles, all of a sudden into the room.

“Are you the kid who survived this room... an hour and seven minutes before the oxygen ran out, not bad. You can go to the next room. The next round will be shorter and you will have to work hard to regain strength, otherwise you may become a failure… just like these losers who have fallen at your feet. ”

Dang...!

That's a silver fork, the sound of a landing.

……

……

With suddenly open eyes and a moment of deep breathing, greed is like trying to breathe all the oxygen in the world directly into your body.

Alive.

……

When Nero woke up, the lobby of the club was still quiet.

She sat up and measured the area.

“Yo, beautiful lady. And... the righteous little brother. ”

Kind of greeted the maid who was reading a book not too far away - of course, Unight had a very polite response.

“Congratulations on waking up, Miss Nero.” Night smiled, got up and walked in front of Nero, "I've connected your arm, the nerves are well restored, there should be no omission. Of course, if Miss Nero feels uncomfortable, I can continue to adjust. ”

After pressing his palm against his otherwise broken shoulder and then slightly twisting his arm, Nero looked quite happy: “This technology is much better than it would have been, and it doesn't feel weird at all. It really helped a lot, I thought I'd eat with one hand in the future. ”

The maid smiled and returned the box to Nero for her soul.

“The cost of evacuation and the cost of treatment have been deducted.” The maid said softly at the moment: “Of course there is more… Do you want me to recommend you something of equal value? ”

Nero rocked the box, “That's expensive... there's only one left. But anyway, there seems to be a lot of ‘money’ around here. ”

“Well, I hope you make some more money.” The maid smiled.

“Of course.” Nero also smiled, then stood up and moved his neck and limbs. "Ah, I'm a little hungry. Can I eat here? I miss your craftsmanship, beautiful lady. ”

“If you don't mind, just a moment.” The maid nodded.

Hosting guests is inherently one of the duties of a maid.

“It's okay, there's no place to go now anyway, I've always had good patience.” Nero sat down and stretched out his lazy hips: “By the way, can I take a shower? If there's one left, can I borrow the bathroom here? ”

“What a generous guest.” Yu Night calmly said: “But if it's just a bath, it looks a little bit more... so be it, as a gift for this sale? ”

“All right!” Nero stood up directly.

But at this point.

“Why…”

Momo's voice.

The sound made Nero look at Momo at the same time as Unight - he hasn't left for a short time. Why didn't he leave, to wait for Nero to wake up, or what he was waiting for, even he couldn't figure it out.

He really can't think of a reason to stay… he simply wasn't expelled by the maid. Just... why?

“Mr. Mommer, what can I do for you?” Unight asked softly, "Oh, the tea is cold, I'm so sorry, I'll get you a new one right away. ”

“No!! ”

Momo looked away a little, his palms squeezed a little harder... even though he had seen the horrible power of this beautiful maid, even more frightened at the moment, "Why can these things be discussed so easily? Is it... is it really just... just ‘currency’? ”

Unight's palm touched his cheek, turned away and looked at the box placed on the table with Momo's gaze, “Mr. Momo is talking about the soul.”

Mo silently nodded.

"But the last time I told Mr. Mommer, there were some rules for the deal. ”

“I know!”

Momo got a little excited, "but I still can't believe it! Even if I saw it with my own eyes, I still can't believe it! Why... why do seniors' stores make this stuff! Why... Senior Him... He is clearly such a generous person, and Miss Yunight is clearly such a noble person! Why... why do you do this cruel thing?! ”

“Thank you very much, Mr. Mommer.” The maid said softly at this time, "I'm glad you complimented my master. But... what you see is what this store really looks like, there is no falsehood. Anyone who comes here and gives what they want can get what they want. We trade in all the precious things, and the most people have ever used is the... soul. ”

“What do you… Seniors collect souls for…” Momo suddenly feels a little cold.

Even though the store is still different from the harsh cold weather outside, the chill starts from the bottom of your heart.

“With regard to the confidentiality of our store, I'm afraid I can't answer your question.” The maid said softly, "Of course, if Mr. Mommer really wants to know, he can do the same. ”

“Oh, I want to know! I want to know!” Nero next to him opened the box with his soul.

“Miss Nero, you're naughty.” The maid smiled.

“What a horrible look.” Nero shrunk his neck and carefully covered the box.

But at this point, I suddenly remembered the bell at the entrance to the lobby - not with a guest coming in, but with Momo running straight out of here.

Unight glanced softly.

“Don't you want to stay for dinner and celebrate my escape?” Hello? "

Nero shouted two words, then looked at Yu Night and shrugged his shoulders: “Looks like he really walked away... but then again, beautiful lady, is it a little harsh? ”

“Because there is no need or intention to deceive.” Unight said softly: “The gentleman seemed to have misunderstood before, but it would be better to correct it as soon as possible. ”

“I'm going to take a bath.” Nero stood up after a beating.

“You take your time.” Midnight bowed gracefully to Nero.

……

……

He also doesn't know why he came out like this... Momo lowered his head and went all the way forward, feeling like a deserter.

Running across several streets in a single breath, with the special qualities of a monk, this amount of movement only slightly warmed his body, and the wind blowing on a cold day turned into a cool breeze.

Momo exhaled, and the white fog blew out of his lips and nose, and the street was not cool at the moment.

This seems to be... where Nero fought those two powerful fighters.

Now that the fog has dispersed, the streets have been sealed off at the same time, and the front and rear seem to have raised the line of alert, while the traffic police, who are not on New Year's Eve duty, are here to watch.

Journalists were interviewed here, but were blocked off the street by traffic policemen… while some nearby residents also stepped out of their homes.

Momo heard some conversations in the crowd.

The public does not know much, seems to have had a car accident in a family of three, none of which was spared… but in the distance, that accident, that is, the car that happened, has been covered by the traffic police with a huge black tent, and there is no way to see its damage.

At the same time, Momo saw two men who felt different from the civilian police in general and the traffic police… From the two men, Momo noticed some familiar smells.

They also had a small badge on them… I remember that Captain Breeze of the Authority seemed to have similar ornaments on him.

“Are the people of the Authority… are they involved in this matter? ”

Momo looked into the crowd and quickly left the crowd.

He has heard Master Chang River Taoists say that the existence of the Authority deals with the two realms of the management of Taoist demons, and in many cases also plays the role of the afterlife department, such as dealing with some deranged demon tribe to destroy society, or arresting some indiscriminately murdered demonic Taoists.

I wonder if this thing will eventually be traced back to my predecessors... Momo subconsciously thought of it.

However, he quickly patted himself on the cheek with his hands and mocked himself: “What else do you want him to do now...”

……

Those who initially fainted in the fog have been awakened, and what will happen afterwards is no longer Momo's intention.

Is there always a way to deal with something like that in an authority that has the backing of the state?

Qingdao beer.

Bought this on the way back… Momo rarely drinks.

By this time he had returned to the empty room of another B&B where he had later accommodated the exhibitor and sat at the corner of the room, with several empty canisters of Easy Pull.

“Let's go tomorrow... I don't know when you'll wake up.” Momo's eyelids look heavily at the exhibition on the bed, "sometimes he really envies you and doesn't bother with anything. ”

Fatigue grew stronger.

Suddenly some noise shook Momo from his impending sleep… it was the sound of the outside wind blowing the ejar into the foot of the bed.

Momo opened his eyes, a little confused - but soon after he was completely awake.

Because he saw a stretched figure in the moonlight, which was reflected on the floor of the room… Momo suddenly pulled towards the terrace outside the glass door.

In the light of night, a human figure stands here at this moment.

“It's you!” Momo said instantly.

The man who suddenly appeared here was, of course, the mystery man in a bronze mask whom he met not long ago beneath the ancient well of Song's ancestral home!

As on that day, the other side still stood in a rudimentary bronze mask.

Momo suddenly grabbed at the black wooden sword placed next to him and became nervous as he was ashamed of his alertness... how did this mystery man find himself on both occasions?

However, as Momo's hand reached the moment before the wooden sword, the mystery man raised his fingers and the wooden sword placed next to the wall was instantly blown away by a finger wind.

Momo was frightened and angry, yet the mystery of the bronze mask had at this point again, with a yellow charm clamped very quickly between his fingers and his hands raised.

When Huang Futong turned into a ray of gold, like a rope, he instantly tied Momo up the whole person - Momo fell directly to the ground at the moment.

“I don't know what happened to you, but now you're like a bereavement dog. ”

The bronze mask walked slowly into the room and into the bedside exhibition.

“Stop it! What do you want? ”

“I'm just retrieving something necessary.” The bronze mask man said softly at this point: "You think it is his luck to receive the royal decree. But for me, whoever gets it is the same… just bring it out smoothly. ”

“Who the hell are you! What's the purpose? ”

Momo, who fell to the ground, showed kneeling and then stood up, inspiring all his powers, trying to open the strap on his body - yet, with his powers, he could not earn this gold light!

And the mystery man looked at Momo and said, "You're brilliant, and there should be more room for development. It's just the world that binds you. Soon... Soon you will see an era that suits you. ”

“What?” Momo mumbled.

In fact, Momo has never felt a little bit of killing in this mystery, either below the well or this time.

Otherwise, from the outset, he doesn't have to wait until he realizes it, but he can just tie himself up, not like he is now.

“The man doesn't seem to be here.” The mystery man whispered at the moment: “So nobody stopped me this time... is it a hijacking? ”

But Momo, while unable to escape at this moment, rushed towards the mystery man in the simplest and most ruthless way.

“What excitement do you seem to be getting today?” The mystery man said softly at the moment: “But it's best not to spill air on others. ”

The bronze mask slapped Momo in the chest and smashed him all over the wall.

Momo vomited a breath of blood and fell into a coma.

“Almost everything is ready, it's not even close...”

At this moment, the mystery man silenced, one hand at a time, lifted Momo and Exhibit directly, jumped out of the window and quickly disappeared under the night.