Trafford’s Trading Club

At sea, super luxurious giant wheels are slowly driving in the Pacific Ocean.

This is a cruise ship that will soon be sailing like an island country called Neon.

At the top of the cruise, the open-air tea table, the loud piano sounds accompanied by the sea breeze, while the gulls flew in groups, and the young girls and beautiful wives were attracted to the charming, middle-aged man who played the piano.

The sound of the violin is so wonderful, as if it touches the weakest part of everyone's heart and gently flips it.

Despite the fact that there is only one woman in a black dress - especially weird - who insists on wearing a black umbrella even when the tea tower's sun umbrella is low, the table next to this woman in a black dress is full of people and almost all men.

She and the middle-aged gentleman who played the piano, left and right, caused this strange phenomenon at the same time, which is interesting.

When the music stopped, young girls and beautiful wives woke up in their dreams, but they couldn't see the beautiful middle-aged gentleman... and they couldn't help but show their faces.

As for the beautiful woman with the black umbrella, she doesn't seem to know when it's gone.

“Ah, the sea is so wonderful, so many beautiful ladies are grieving me, I am a sinner. ”

The lower deck, the stern part, the middle-aged gentleman looked at the ocean with such a sigh.

“Oh! I think those women surround you purely because you carry ten stone rings that can smash people to death, dear Wolfgang. ”

“Mrs. Charlotte, you're always so funny.” The middle-aged gentleman… Golden Wolfgang smiled and revealed his snowy, neat teeth.

Charlotte frowned, “You don't seem worried we won't find Lucifer? Do you have any idea how long we've been looking for? ”

“Almost three months.” Wolfgang counts the next time, "what a wonderful journey. ”

Charlotte sneered, “You know, three months. Do you know that in the last three months you have climbed into the bed of ten women and almost lured an underage girl to give her life to you... why am I artificial and you are more like a demon than we are? ”

“It's prejudice.” Wolfgang shook his head and disagreed: "Creation requires inspiration, and love is the greatest source of inspiration. You should believe that me and them are both sincerely fond of each other. ”

“But seven of them loved their husbands or boyfriends before you showed up.” Charlotte still laughs, “if Lucifer were here, I would have advised her to give you the hell of a place, and the columns of lust should suit you perfectly. ”

“I think.” He is serious: “Even the damsels of hell have the power to pursue true love. ”

If I hadn't known I could beat him, I would have torn him to pieces and thrown him down to feed him to the fish... Charlotte revealed a slight sense of sadness and sighed softly.

“Ms. Charlotte, as you have guided us, we have travelled from South America to the east… and it does not seem to have produced any results.” Wolfgang has converged a bit, "I thought," should you divine it again? ”

With regard to Charlotte's divination, Wolfgang has heard so much about it… The divination success rate of Charlotte, known as the lamp, is, in some ways, truly accurate.

“Oriental, yes.” Charlotte has no expression.

How can there be no divination, how can you hide and sneak divination every day? It's just that every time it's the West... Charlotte, who knows more or less about her divination ability, is also a little confused, whether it's East or West.

But if it's the East, if it goes down the road, it can reach the West, right? Anyway, the last thing she needs as a demon is time, just a day without Lucifer, and it's a little lonely - Wolfgang is obviously not a very good companion.

“Shh.” He suddenly made a loud gesture and then listened.

Charlotte frowned.

Wolfgang stopped listening and looked funny: “Beautiful Miss Charlotte, I seem to have heard two very powerful forces colliding at sea. ”

“Two shares?” Charlotte was surprised.

"Almost to the limit of the sub-world," said Wolfgang. ”

Charlotte looked in the direction Wolfgang had given, if at all.

……

At sea, the sword broke open the ocean, creating huge fractures hundreds of meters long - only, after all, at sea, no matter what the torment, at best, to cloud the sea.

The two shadows flicker between the waves and the waves, while the swordsmanship is sweeping and the waves are tremendous.

“Meizu, how many times have I told you, I don't know where your master is! You chased me overseas from Shenzhou. Is that enough? You loving fox!! ”

The woman in white holding the Green Lotus sword song ignored, the long sword stabbed out, each time a sharp blue sword was emitted.

Miyagi also gradually came out of the fire - she didn't want to really fight Qin Chuyu for you to die and live... the two defeats are really not worth it.

But this fox refinement can't be stopped once - how much time has passed since it was so easy to suppress each other and now divide the autumn color evenly?

“It's true that you're a lover habit! It's true that the reincarnation cycle has been rebuilt for generations. There is no such thing as you, no monastic avenue has been united. In order to enhance the strength of this world, it has exploded into so many worlds! Do you know that there is no way for you to be reincarnated again? If the world runs out of Shou Yuan, then it's really over! Is it worth it for a white one? ”

“It's useless to say more. ”

The palace stars suddenly vomit depressing blood - although Qin Chuyu almost magically used self-destructive for many generations to enhance the power of this only first generation, but reached a similar level to her, naturally she was not afraid - but counting the words of the Green Lotus Sword Song.

Speaking of which, after leaving Shenzhou, she was already a little overwhelmed.

“It's so bullying to be me, isn't it?” The palace stars are furious at this moment: “You know that you are poor and have no results for me, but you are a demon. Are you really so afraid that the white has fallen, use me against your demon?! Today, I've spent 100 years in jail trying to take care of my injuries, so I can teach you that your grandmother is still your grandmother! ”

“Huh.”

The palace stars were stamped with their hands, which led to life-long suspension of schooling, the seal of the emperor, the seal of Zhou Shan, the seal of the immovable king, the seal of the burning heaven, the stamp of the rotation, the instant five stamps in one, the sea area simultaneously turned a huge wave.

Qin Chuyu was fearless, holding a sword in the sky, and my sword could break the temperament of the blue sky.

Two horrific forces collided, and the sea level within a few kilometres suddenly fell half a foot, and then the waves swept away...

……

“Oh... my God, it's so good not to worry about the will of the world. ”

In the distance, watching the sweeping waves, Wolfgang and Charlotte came all the way from the cruise, were very impressed.

“I had no idea there was such a strong man in the human world...” Charlotte frowned with an umbrella, always feeling that this trip to the East was a bit ominous... should we fold it back?

“Look what it is. ”

After the waves, they were filled with water, and there was just a figure, floating over the water, slowly floating. Wolfgang's eyelids, recognizing that it was a woman, drifted off without saying a word and fished people up.

“Oh, beautiful Oriental lady.” Wolfgangton was stunned.

Charlotte rolled her eyes, but she looked around -- one here, the other you?

Not found.

“What are you going to do?” Charlotte couldn't help but ask, seeing that Wolfgang had some plans not to let go.

“As a gentleman, of course, it's about reaching out to beautiful ladies in difficulty.” Wolfgang smiled: “This must be the beginning of another beautiful exotic affair. Ah, my inspiration is starting to burst again! ”

“Don't forget what we came out for, don't cut the extraneous branches. ”

“Don't you think, Ms. Charlotte, that this mighty Oriental lady might have heard from His Highness Lucifer? ”

While knowing that this is essentially a Wolfgang pretext, Charlotte can't touch it either. At the moment, she can only remain silent and let this guy carry this woman back to the cruise ship.

……

Beneath the sea, the body wrapped in white fell slowly… she had lost consciousness, but even so, the sword was not loose.

Don't know where to sink.

Suddenly, a shadow, swimming towards her… The shadow turned around her and dragged her deeper into the ocean.

……

……

It took more than eight hours, from East Eight to Zero Time, for the plane to land slowly at the airport in the British capital - quite a comfortable journey.

The reason for comfort was that only two of the club's master servants, who had ordered relatively good business classes, were informed after boarding that they had been upgraded to first class VIP classes.

This probably won't be Song Cherry's attention... If you're nice to him without a trace, it's probably the young lady from the Zhang family.

“Does the master intend to tour the past along the way? ”

This is the first time Lochu has come to bring this country… The weather in Misty City is not as dusty as anyone has said, but rather very sunny, but it may just be lucky not to encounter the gray weather.

“Fine.” Rochu laughed.

Leaving China, freedom is naturally higher, but there is a slight feeling that you can waver freely - as for school enrollment, Rochu really didn't care, so the so-called study abroad at first was just a reason to leave.

Of course, admission to the university is true —— but the entrant is Yu Night, only that she took the place of Boss Lo under the guise.

As the university with the highest threshold in England, Rocchu did not believe that he could pass the examination at his own level… at the time.

“I think we need to find a hotel where we can stay for a while.” Rochu suggested, "Have you ever lived here before? ”

“The last one opened a shop here, maybe three months?” The maid recalled, "but it was 200 years ago, and I remember the sky wasn't as clear as it used to be. ”

At this point, he arrived at the exit, but suddenly dozens of nametags appeared - all raised in large Chinese characters, with the words' Lochu ’written on them.

This is no longer a question of being able to pay attention… but of being able to see.

Essentially unimportant, not knowledgeable and curious at the moment, Lady Lo walked alongside the maid to one of the famous brand holders - yellow-skinned black eyes - and wanted to be at least Asian.

“You must be Master Qiu!” The Asian first introduced himself: “Hello, despicable Peter Chan, the manager of the London branch of the Song Dynasty Group. ”

“Song dynasty.” Lo Qiu shrugged, you really don't have to know, and you can guess what happened.

“Exactly.” Chen Peter took out a hot gold card, "Young Master Qiu, this is the case. After you left, Miss Cherry has told us to treat you well. We already have the best room for you at the hotel, please follow me. ”

“You don't have to find a place to stay.” Rochu smiled at Unight.

The maid said softly: "This cherry lady has taken good care of the owner, not only to drop off the plane, but also arranged it here. ”

But Boss Lo made a gesture, “Ladies first. ”

“Gentlemen, I'll carry the luggage.” Chen Peter rushed up enthusiastically at this time, "the car was ready, just outside. ”

Rochu looked at the people with the famous brands, "These people? ”

"They're all company people, and basically every department has a little bit of a transfer," said Chen Peter. We're afraid you didn't notice, so people screamed a little more. ”

I don't know, I thought something big was coming... travelers around and greeters are curious to measure.

Boss Luo's presence suddenly decreased to the point that only these Song dynasty employees could notice, and only looked at Chen Peter politely: “Mr. Chen, please lead the way... and thank these employees for me. ”

“It's our pleasure.” Peter Chan hastily said.

Song Dynasty Group, which mainly operates a star hotel - the car that comes to pick up and drop off is naturally the premier delivery vehicle for local hotels.

“Mr. Chen is Chinese? ”

In the back of the partition, Rochu and Chen Peter began to chat.

“My father is Chinese, my mother is Indian...”

The chat time passed quietly, and unknowingly arrived at Kensington District, home to the Song Dynasty Hotel.

Pete Chen personally delivered the two to the presidential suite on the upper level of the hotel, complimenting the doorman - the manager of the hotel's operations department.

“Young Master Qiu, this is the most scenic room in the hotel, and you will be able to see the misty nights in the evening. ”

Rochu was quite satisfied.

The maid smiled: "Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you, but the next thing I know, I'll do it. ”

Chen Peter said graciously and then suddenly said: "Miss, we have arranged your room. ”

“My room?” The maid was slightly confused.

Chen Peter took a look at Rochu and laughed with a stiff scalp: “Yes, this lady, your room is on the fourth floor… but don't worry, it's also a great room and we will definitely give you the best service. ”

“This is the 17th floor.” The maid squinted her eyes. "It's all arranged...”

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