Trafford’s Trading Club

The silver-grey leopard stepped on the clouds and stepped down, eventually landing in the courtyard - this is Mr. Smith's home - and the town, because of its remote location, was able to separate the houses between ordinary people for a long time.

When he landed, Nero let go of his mouth and threw Joe directly on the floor.

Of course she couldn't be gentle, so Joe fell directly and unfortunately in some pain... he climbed up from the ground, rubbing his hidden sore ass and spraying out the grass crumbs he inhaled from his mouth.

Nero turned into a black mist and then returned to the way he was - only Nero had a beer in his hand, and at this point he just chewed the cap off with his teeth and drank it.

Apparently, when she left Mr. Smith's restaurant, she dropped something off.

“Oh, the environment looks nice here.” Nero did the look-see, and the prelude said, “If something happens, it's not easy to be spotted. ”

Joe asked curiously, "What happened? ”

Nero closed his eyes and smiled: “For example, oh, the house is on fire. For example, a bandit broke in and killed all the people in the house. For example, a crocodile who had been hungry for ten days climbed in! ”

“Sister, you're so funny!” Joe looked naively and obviously the kid didn't even know he was scared.

Nero squatted down, his hands stretched out, each squeezing Joe's cheek side, pulling slightly harder - the bone collagen on the child's face was invincible, and when she let go of her hand, the torn face would Q bounce back to its original state.

Nero couldn't stop. He pulled it over and over again. He pulled Joe's eyes slightly red before he said: "Well, call out that Mr. Reaper you said. ”

Joe shook his head: “I can't see Mr. Reaper now. ”

“So you're kidding me, right?” Nero squinted his eyes, "he'll really eat you this time! Take a bite in your mouth and bite it off, and then your blood and your brains will blow up like balloons filled with water, and then they'll stain your body fluids all around. ”

Perhaps because this description is too detailed, it makes it easy for Joe to imagine. He looked white and turned around and ran into the house.

Nero didn't grab it at this time, and didn't even think he was going to move his footsteps, so he watched Joe run back into the house.

The door closed at once, and Joe poked his head out of the window next to him... but Joe found himself unable to see this strange and amazing older sister at this time.

He couldn't help but feel strange and watched for a while before trying to open the back door of the house a little bit, trying to see more of the yard... still nothing.

At this point, suddenly a horrible head dragged down his long neck above the door frame - Joe was really scared this time, and suddenly he fell back and sat on the floor.

Just as a black cyclone blew into the house, it turned into a human form again, and it was Nero who had just disappeared. Joe hurried up from the ground.

He was like a curious kitten, facing something unknown, hesitating to get close, and just stood there.

Nero completely ignored what Joe looked like at the moment, flipping things around the living room of the house.

“Who's there? ”

At this point, footsteps were heard upstairs, along with the sound of questioning… it was Mrs. Ellora's voice - the figure of Mrs. Ellora soon appeared at the stairs.

When she first saw Joe, she rushed down the stairs. Joe suddenly panicked and looked at Nero unconsciously, but at this moment he lost his sister-in-law again.

“Joe, when did you get back? Where's Smith?” Lady Eloula came to Joe and looked a little dirty and couldn't help but reach out and wipe her hands.

But at this moment, Mrs. Ellora saw her five-year-old grandson look at herself with surprise, which made Mrs. Ellora feel very confused.

Turns out, Nero, who suddenly disappeared, did not know when she appeared behind Mrs. Ellora - her hands even hallucinated into an elephant's ear, quietly hung behind Mrs. Ellora's ears.

Such a prank made Joe laugh all of a sudden, but it made Mrs. Eloula even more confused. She frowned: “Joe, keep your voice down, your mother is sleeping, she needs more rest, don't mock her. ”

“I'm going back to my room.” Joe just lowered his head, said a quick word, and slipped away from Mrs. Elora - running to her room.

Mrs. Elora opened her mouth and promised Mr. Smith an apology, failing to say anything at once - she shook her head.

Mrs. Elora soon walked into the kitchen and she needed to prepare some afternoon tea for Debra, who was pregnant.

But Lady Irola suddenly squeezed herself in the neck at the moment - she was feeling particularly tired lately, thinking it was to take care of Debra's relationship, but I don't know why she suddenly felt relaxed and seemed quite comfortable at this moment.

She didn't know why, but suddenly her mood got better... a dark fog slowly sank from Mrs. Elora's back at this point, and after landing, the fog began to grow taller... Nero appeared again.

It's just that at this moment she's got something else on her palms… a furry, grey smoke, about the size of a table tennis spider!

The spider is now facing Nero, opening his teeth and dancing claws... Nero blinked, his five fingers suddenly contracted, and he grabbed the spider directly into his fist, and suddenly pinched the spider into a bunch.

Next, she threw the mass in her fist straight into her mouth - swallowing the crushed spider directly into her stomach.

Nero touched his stomach, then vomited his tongue and made a nauseous appearance, “It tastes awful...”

She turned around, walked to Joe's room, didn't knock on the door, just walked in, and saw Joe sitting at the table, writing something.

Nero snuck behind Joe's back quietly, seemingly trying to scare the kid again —— and saw what Joe was writing on a little note at the moment.

[I-don 't-want-to-die.

She couldn't help but wonder, "What are you doing writing this for? ”

Joe wasn't scared this time, and after writing this note, he started writing another note, "Tell God. ”

Nero blinked, “Do you know where God is? ”

“In heaven.” Joe said slowly, "Mom said heaven is in heaven, God lives in heaven, so he's in heaven. ”

Nero thought, “So you tie the note to the balloon and let the balloon help you bring it up to heaven so God knows. ”

Joe nodded.

Nero sat directly at the table and picked up a note written by Joe, "Did God give you a response? ”

Joe shook his head and looked at Nero: “He may not have received my letter to him. Mr. Balloon may not have gone to heaven before the wind blows off somewhere else, so I'm going to write a few more letters. ”

“There's always one that can go to heaven... right?” Nero muttered to himself suddenly, staring at the little boy without blinking.

She got a positive and not a half-disputed look.

For a while, Nero ripped the note in his hand in front of Joe without expression… Under Joe's puzzling, open-ended reaction, Nero said softly, "Even if you put balloons all over the world in the sky, God will not receive your letter. ”

Joe looked at it, and he started crying -- this little boy was more interesting when he was crying, he was red, the tears were spinning in his eyes, and he couldn't move to smoke his nose.

He started writing notes again, one after the other.

Nero obviously didn't mean anything at all, as if it was a happy achievement to make this little boy cry. He opened the drawer at the table and turned over a bottle of chocolate beans and started eating them.

She may be a property rat… and mice are always hiding in the dark corners, with the ability to feed that no one can imagine - they even eat anything, as long as they survive.

“It's mine!” Joe is finally intolerant and protesting with a crying nose.

“Hit me ~” Nero smiled.

Joe bit his teeth and stood up and stared at this big sister with hatred - but his eyes quickly became frightened.

Still a smiling Nero looked as if she had rubbed something, looked back in the blink of an eye —— the moment she looked back, not at the drama of bullying a little guy, but like a killing machine.

There was nothing outside the window of the room - but a little sparrow was standing on the branches outside the window... and the sparrow stared at the room like that.

“Oh... I can't seem to help it.” Nero grinned and jumped off the table.

She poured out a few chocolate beans and stuffed them in Joe's mouth. "Kid, don't finish it. Save some for me! ”

Without Joe's reaction, she turned black fog, flew out of the cracks in the window of the house, towards this little sparrow - and, at the same time, the sparrow flew out of the branches as if it felt dangerous.

……

In the air, the darkness fogged into a silver-grey leopard, chased directly behind the sparrow - the leopard did not rush to catch the little sparrow, but did not rush behind it, knowing that the sparrow flew a few miles away and was heading towards an idle warehouse on the ground.

Warehouses are dim, and windows that are transparent everywhere are covered with cloth curtains - and even places are sealed directly with nails and boards.

When Nero, who became a silver-grey leopard, walked into the warehouse and saw the little sparrow, he stood on the head of an old tractor.

Sparrow made a sudden sound… a low human voice.

“Are you Druid? ”

“You think so, that's it.” Nero, a silver-grey leopard state, says freely at this moment: "You can think of me as passing through here, and then the righteous Druid doesn't matter, Mr. Reaper. ”

Sparrow didn't say anything this time, he just shook his head to the left and right, seemingly to better gauge this silver-grey leopard in front of him… It took a while for him to say again: “If there's nothing special, I hope you don't come any closer to the Smiths. ”

“Are they yours?” Nero questioned curiously.

“I'm just doing my job.” [Sparrow] said softly at this point, "I don't like too much conflict... I also know a few elders in Druids, so I don't like to fuck with you either. ”

“Oops!” Nero laughed and laughed: “I forgot to tell you, besides being righteous, I'm also an evil man, Mr. Reaper... Besides, I'm quite interested in this kid, don't let anyone touch my prey until I'm tired of it ~”

“Then there is no other way.” [Sparrow] shook his head at the moment, "Depending on the circumstances, I can only repel you... offend. ”

Say it, the sparrow flies off in a flash, and at the same time its body even starts to grow... but instantly, the little sparrow becomes a giant eagle three meters long with two wings spread out!

Sharp paws are now caught directly at Nero, the incarnation of a silver-grey leopard, with sharp eagle mouths like steel and even cold light.

It's not sudden, but it's fast —— it just doesn't get anywhere near this leopard that no one can guess.

I only heard Nero wrestling with the giant eagle easily and said: "Mr. Reaper, you look more like Druid. This deformation technique is still very good. ”

Being a giant eagle, it obviously didn't think that this giant leopard would be more difficult than it thought, but it added strength and still couldn't do anything about it… even in a situation where it couldn't reflect, the giant eagle was suddenly thrown down by a leopard.

Nero, who became a leopard, pressed the wings and legs of the giant eagle on each limb, and lowered his head, blowing hot air towards the back neck of the giant eagle, "Mr. Reaper, do you prefer to be fierce or gentle? ”

Without waiting for it to react... not even waiting for the other person to speak, Nero stretched out his paws at this point, and without saying anything, just behind this giant eagle, he ripped out a terrible wound.

A terrible scream sounded and the giant eagle's body began to twitch violently... Nero lifted his paws and gently licked the blood on them.

Become a dark soul for some time, but not for long - but she was raised as a god in the Michal club.

Tyrant... Nero!