Trafford’s Trading Club

The optical door opened and the first tower of the Magician's Association slowly walked out.

This is a private delivery room that shines in the Association's tall tower, so when Dragon Eve walks out with Little Butterfly Demon, she doesn't see anyone.

As for Fafner, after being packed, he was thrown aside by Shinryu Kanshu - the Lord of the Glory Tower wanted to say something, but eventually swallowed up the words in his stomach.

“Teacher, if you're not in a hurry to get to the battlefield site, allow me to take care of the association first… well, two hours will do. ”

“Oh, you go.” If Long Xi nodded at random, she wouldn't really give this cheap disciple any face, and she knew that Shining must have a lot of headaches at this time.

After all, there were so many things going on two nights a day - too many troubling problems for a role like a guardian in a region.

This is probably why this Shinzhou Jinlong is in the modern state of Shinzhou, and when the Shenzhou administration appears, the relationship grows more ‘tired’.

It's just that… the atmosphere of the association seems a little different at this time, and the dragon who just walked out of this private room immediately noticed this.

And the glory, almost, felt the association at this time, seemingly overshadowed by a sense of sadness.

Immediately after he had enquired from an Association magician, he came up with a shocking message that the Association's master of the secret steel tower had died and that the legendary werewolf hero Kulolololoa himself had returned the body of the master of the secret steel tower.

“Bring Kololoa to me. ”

If Long Xi saw a knife machine on her glorious face at this time, she knew that the guy with the good personality was really angry.

Naturally, she's embarrassed to ask again - at least not to remind herself.

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……

Fogdu, somewhere at the pier.

By the time the daily patrols had left, only two more had been left to look at, and the docks had become particularly quiet in the middle of the night - and, of course, the light pollution of the city had not spared this little quiet spot.

Just that they didn't care, the two of them stayed in the cabin watching the correction, eating Walkers' chips, drinking beer, and watching the reenactment of the season's [XX Big Bang], occasionally made some sand-sculpted laughter.

A yacht is now quietly approaching this remote pier.

The yacht looks like something from a rich man… it looks far enough to see some worthwhile interiors - at a time when the interior of the yacht, with a bunch of guys in combat uniforms, is getting ready to log in.

And there's an old man with no blood on his face, like a candle in the wind, who seems to be dying at any moment -- an old man who has, of course, disappeared for some time, Mr. House, who mysteriously disappeared.

Looking at the approaching pier, his dead-eyed look seemed to restore a bit of anger... he was close to the opportunity to get himself back from the dead - almost to his destination after crossing the entire hemisphere.

At this time, on the yacht's deck, Nan Xiaonan was blowing the sea breeze, silently chewing on a chocolate that didn't know what brand it was.

“I don't think you used to like sweets very much. ”

There was a man's voice behind him... Nan Xiaonan didn't turn back, the voice knew the person behind him, it was Qin disguised as‘ Tang Tianlin '.

“People are abandoned by the world if they do not make some appropriate changes.” Nan said something casually.

He didn't know that his identity had been discovered long ago, or even that Nan Xiaonan was not from the same institute as him, but a visitor from different spaces... he just looked at the woman in front of him thoughtfully.

Years have passed, unfortunately, as it was in the back.

As the yacht approached, he finally said: "Prepare to disembark… there will soon be accurate news of the [complete] man. ”

“Hope everything goes well.” Nan shrugged his shoulders and walked past him without any hesitation.

Shortly afterwards, in their hut, when the theme song of the TV show [The-History-of-Everything] sounded again, a figure of a road had crept into the pier and quickly disappeared into the night.

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……

The sedan slowly entered the entrance to the hotel… 9: 00 a.m. - in fact, it could have arrived earlier, but the guests in the car asked for a tour of the city.

Kim Chung Won has no problem with this - the better he can serve this Master Qiu, the higher the reward he will receive from Chen Peter, right?

“Here you are, gentlemen... at the Alex Grand Hotel.” Jin Zhongyuan opened the door for the two people in the back seat and did what he could with enthusiasm.

After Boss Lo got out of the car and lifted the maid out of the car, he took a random look - this time of the morning, there were a lot of guests ready to check in.

There are already a lot of people waiting in front of this Alexander Hotel, and it looks quite lively.

They say it's an old hotel with quite a bit of history —— of course, because it's a long time old, and it uses the same name: a hotel.

Suddenly, a burst of noise came from the sky, only a helicopter slowly slowed down and landed towards the apron.

Jin Zhongyuan casually [ooh] looked a little more - people were a little curious, mostly so, and then they stopped paying too much attention.

Probably the only door room waiting in front of the hotel will pay more attention to the movement of this helicopter - because the door knows that the last time a guest chose to arrive by helicopter was last month.

And last month's guest, generous and noble, was a noble guest who couldn't be offended.

Soon, someone arrived to receive the guest by helicopter - only a swollen man slowly stepped off the helicopter with the help of the doorman.

Because of his posture, the man seemed to be impressed the first time.

Jin Zhongyuan also saw it, and the subconscious said: “Really soon I saw it again... right, Master Qiu? ”

Boss Luo naturally noticed the man who came down from the helicopter. At this time, he just smiled casually and curled his arms slightly, allowing the maid to easily come up and walk into the Alexandria Hotel.

Kim Chung Won holds his luggage and follows it closely behind him... He has hosted many distinguished guests - because Chen Peter often introduces some guests who cannot be cared for locally in the Song Dynasty Hotel to him as a guide, so he comes into contact with more celebrity gentlemen and naturally has a higher eye than the average person.

But he didn't see where the nobility of Master Qiu was —— but the companion of Master Qiu really revealed a kind of awe-inspiring nobility from the bones.

But even so, even if you can't see what noble places they have, it makes Kim Chung Won feel even more nervous than hosting a royal member who once hosted them.

Not noble... noble?

Jin Zhongyuan shook his head and suddenly thought of the man who had arrived in a helicopter with a swollen posture - simply, Jin Zhongyuan felt that this man was essentially different from the celebrity gentleman he had come into contact with… more like an ordinary man, then suddenly he had a lot of money.

Maybe it was a lucky guy who won the six lottery tickets and then squandered -- thinking about it, Kim Jong Won suddenly remembered that this man seemed to have left the train station in the first place, right?

When did he change to helicopter… just for a high-profile appearance?

Maybe it's really just a vulgar outburst.

Kim Chung Won didn't pay much attention. When he was about to arrive at the reception desk, he took the lead in front of Mr. Lo and the maid to check them in.

Coincidentally, the swollen man who arrived by helicopter, also at the reception of the doorman, also came to the reception desk and was preparing to check in.

Mr. Dillings… Kim Jong-woon heard the receptionist calling the swollen man.

Dillings... This is a name Kim Jong Won has never heard of.

But it's not surprising that there are so many millionaires in Britain that they don't know - not to mention if they're really just a lucky guy who won the first prize.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Dillings, your room is not ready yet... you have at least three hours to wait. Because the guest in the room hasn't left yet. ”

“Oh, that's unfortunate news.” The swollen man... Dillings didn't have much of an unhappy look on his face, he just shook his head slightly: “But obviously my time didn't want me to waste on this waiting. ”

“I'm so sorry… I'm going to check right now to see if there are any available rooms of the same type.” The waitress at the front desk hastily said.

Dillings smiled and said, "It's okay, but I just want the best room... I've changed my mind and arrange a presidential suite here. ”

The waitress opened her mouth, seemingly unexpectedly… and then looked rather embarrassingly at a colleague who was checking in for another Guest - a colleague who was handling the Presidential Suite at the hotel.

Jin Zhongyuan listened all the time. He didn't have any expression on his face. He just grinned in his heart.

“I'm sorry, Mr. Dillings, the presidential suite has been booked.” Miss Waiter can only look at Dillings with a smile at the moment, "and this customer is right next to you... I think there is another room, of course, for a lot of money, why don't you take a look? ”

Dillings still doesn't feel cheerful, more like a joke, "Miss, do you think I'm going to be worried about money? But now that someone is here, I can only give up. ”

She appreciated the customer's understanding and started running the business in a hurry... she glanced and noticed that Mr. Dillings seemed to have a pity in his eyes.

Well... it's a shame you can't stay in the presidential suite, but the world of the rich is amazing - she thinks.

“If you don't mind, this suite, we can give it to you, Mr. Dillings. ”

Jin Zhongyuan couldn't help but be stunned... because he was speaking at this time, Master Qiu, whose identity was mysterious. Kim Chung Won turned to look at Mr. Luo unexpectedly, even sending a question signal.

“You're giving me the room?” Dillings was obviously very surprised by the incident and asked stunned.

Boss Lo smiled. “Of course. ”

Dillings frowned and asked inexplicably, "But why are you giving it to me? We don't seem to know each other? ”

"Consider it a gift on the train… Mr. Dillings, thank you for buying me and my girlfriend drinks and the joy you share," said Rochu casually. ”

“Oh... so that's it.” Mr. Dillings nodded with a hint of apology: "I'm sorry I didn't recognize you at first. I've been having a bad memory lately and often forget something. ”

“It's okay.” Rochu waved, “Well, have a nice holiday. ”

Dillings may be a religious man, and he smiles at Boss Lo and says, “The Lord will certainly bless you both. ”

“Hope so.” Boss Lo won't let it go.

……

Kim Jong Won quickly changed the room to the next level according to Master Qiu's intentions - he didn't ask curiously until he walked into the elevator: "Master Qiu, why would you want to give the room to the outgoing account? ”

And Rochu was equally curious, “Mr. King, why do you think he's an outburst account? ”

The elevator is open and you can still see the hotel lobby at this time. Kim Chung Won casually refers to Dillings, who is still at the front desk, shrugging: "Look, this gentleman has been looking at the decoration of the hotel, right? ”

“True." Boss Lo didn't deny it.

Jin Zhongyuan went on to say: "Although the decorations here are quite luxurious, there is still a big difference compared to the real top rich houses, even if it is ordinary… rich people, rarely say that they show amazing looks because of such decorations. Normally, this kind of expression is only shown when ordinary people come for the first time... well, I've never seen the face of the world. ”

“Mr. King, you seem to know a lot about observing someone.” Boss Luo suddenly laughed.

Jin Zhongyuan was somewhat proud: “I have been working to guide the wealthy people. With more time in contact, I naturally know something, but it's nothing. ”

Lochu just smiled politely and looked at the crystal chandelier in the hotel lobby that was getting closer as the elevator slowly climbed.

Dillings was also looking at this chandelier at the moment, wondering what was going on… Perhaps, as Kim Jong Won said, the really wealthy rarely said they would pay attention to this level of decoration.

Alternatively, people rarely pay special attention to such a crystal chandelier.

Crystals sparkle with light… some people think it's like a diamond, so many times people use it to impersonate a diamond.

Probably.