Trafford’s Trading Club

Faced with the invitation of the man in the gown, as in good faith, Teacher Pudding shook her head, “No thanks, I'm afraid of decay. ”

“Kids are afraid of tooth decay after eating too much sweets.” The man in the dress smiled and said, “You're wondering, who am I? ”

“I'm really curious.” Teacher Pudding nodded.

The man in the dress shook his head: “But I've lost interest in telling you… because so many times something like this has happened, all your reactions have been completely odorless to me. So this time, you should continue to be confused… of course you can call me Joe. ”

“Joe?” Teacher Pudding shrugged, seemingly thinking of something, subconsciously: “Mr. Smith's missing son, also known as Joe. ”

The man in the dress... Joe suddenly looked up at the sky and said softly: “In about ten seconds, there will be a group of guests... oh no, it's just a guest. ”

“??” Teacher Pudding revealed a puzzling look.

But Joe and the Black Cat are eating their own ice cream ice cream at the moment… time, time is running out - 10 seconds.

“What is that!” Mai Lada sounded shocked.

Under the night sky, there was only a huge machine with a metallic shine, and it was flying under the action of a thruster... Sci-fi had some movie-like scenes that made Mr. Pudding move his lips slightly... well, he knew there were a lot of strange things going on in the world, and he didn't care more about it.

“These are the hidden powers of the Black Church.” Joe gazed slightly at this moment, "The head of the Black Church, a very powerful human being… but human beings are a magical creature with a low starting point, but almost one of the highest potential. ”

“So?”

"So, in an era, it's no strange thing to have a human being, or a few people with powerful powers. ”

“Like me?” Teacher Pudding said coldly.

“You?” Joe shook his head: “You're not... technically, you're not the product of the era - why should I tell you this? This is a rather boring thing... all I want is your strength. ”

Probably the kind of confidence he has in the power to make things fade away and bring death to the world, there is not much shaking at this time... I have the impression that when he used to travel around the Quartet, there were also some magicians who didn't know the depth, or wizards, who wanted to seize his innate ability.

Then the headgrass was already high.

“Fix the head of the black cult first.” Joe sighed, "and then there was a more troublesome priest… a guy who took a little effort to suppress every time. ”

Teacher Pudding couldn't help frowning... Did they say Father Stra?

But at this point, the black cat jumped up instantly after swallowing the ice cream completely… Teacher Pudding clearly saw the black cat's hindlimbs with tiny wings.

……

The night sky, the Ultimate Warrior, is like the Knight's Square that is reuniting above the ancient battlefield... amidst the crowds of powerful Ultimate Warriors, there is a very different style, like a king, the King: the Emperor

Life can be calculated almost exclusively in hours, and there is no way to extend its life in the total length of the black cult, when the eyes are red, the ears, the nose, and even the eyes are bright red at this moment because of the spiralling psychotic forces.

What is true oil exhaustion… is that even the core is about to burn out.

“Cough... I can still insist...”

General Charles, also a legend, traces his life back to the first wave of immigration from the continent to the North American continent.

Undoubtedly, he is a pet of heaven, has a talent since childhood, knows how to exploit the potential of his psychotic abilities… He was discovered by the previous generation of Black Order chiefs, who have been secretly training to inherit the position of chief.

Nor did Charles disappoint his predecessors, quickly replacing them and successfully leading the Black Order to take root over the North American continent.

He stayed brief and worked hard to complete the century-old plan of the Black Orchestra - before his body had begun to collapse, he was almost the perfect head of the Orchestra, dedicating everything he had to the head of the Orchestra - until he understood that he had a day of death.

But his psychotic powers are still growing, as if there were no limits… this is Charles' most desperate thing, his body is already unbearable, but his strength is still rising.

“The world, it shouldn't be like this...” The cockpit of [Emperor], the ultimate warrior like the emperor, filled with infusion needles all over his body and down, consuming billions of yuan worth of precious pharmaceutical cultivators every second, at this moment only eyes ahead, like demons, “I want a new life... my whole life, I can't end like this, I want a new life... I want a new life...”

At this point, a black cat appears directly on the cockpit screen!

This black cat is stepping on the head of an Ultimate Warrior in front of him... as if he had passed the screen and looked directly at Chief Charles!

Suddenly, Charles felt a rare palpitation… it was the Kyung master of his powerful psychotic powers - judging the danger!

This black cat has the power to kill himself!

In a long life, a similar judgment has been made that Charles has managed to escape several deaths, also because of this... but at this point, even if he has escaped, the death he faces is still imminent!

“Nobody can stop me! Besides, it's just a cat!! ”

The angry head of the Order, at this time the cerebral cortex fluctuated wildly… a huge number of Ultimate Warriors, at this time commanded, the electronic eye instantly brightened the red light.

“I've had enough of the same lines, the same bald heads who just can't yell...” The black cat is throwing up.

Charles almost thought he heard wrong.

In the blink of an eye, the black cat jumped directly from the Ultimate Soldier standing, and its claws seemed to possess an incredibly sharp and sharp attribute. Those fighters who clearly outnumbered the so-called most powerful alloy in the world were easily torn apart by their claws!

As for weapons... at this moment, we are faced with a small black cat in the midst of the formation. The weapons equipped with the Ultimate Warrior have brought a devastating catastrophe for themselves!

Looking at the ultimate soldier who had fallen by mistake, or had his head torn by a black cat, or had been bitten by a black cat to an important line, Charles in [the Emperor] was staring at the moment... he was not the ultimate soldier who unfortunately took a lot of wealth and manpower to build, but was angry that someone was blocking his way back to life, and... he was still a cat!

“You know what? Not much to catch me up on. ”

Somehow, the black cat had already stood in front of the cockpit door of the [Emperor], and a pair of claws had been inserted directly into the hatch door, tearing it apart directly and violently!

In the cockpit, fragile Charles, suddenly exposed to the air… angry, fearful, incredible, rich expression fluctuated on his face, finally disorienting the president of the cultivation.

“Die -!! ”

In an instant, there was a huge storm forming over the entire town… and even the ocean, and it fluctuated like a hurricane!

When Charles shouted a dead word moment in his mouth, his brain grew... and the result of the increase was that the fragile brain, because of its strong skull, could not withstand this pressure and began to burst directly inside!

At this moment, the enormous psychotic force is as if it were a building of building blocks that had collapsed directly… Hurricane just formed and dispersed directly.

In the cockpit of [Emperor], Charles' body has completely lost its activity... his head has blown open and his blood and brains have stained the entire cockpit directly.

The black cat squeezed his nose somewhat reluctantly and shook his head: “What a shame, it almost compares to the power of the gods. You're afraid to die the most depressing...”

Shaking his head, the black cat eventually jumped into the cockpit.

……

……

Ultimate warriors fell from the sky one after the other... smashing into the streets and houses of the town, causing no ordinary damage.

Finally, [The Emperor] also fell.

The moment [Emperor] landed, the black cat had returned to the square and came to Joe's side... At this time, the black cat's mouth was returning with a white, cold, faintly revealing a glimmer of gold.

“Thank you, Hermes.” Joe said softly, waving his hand, the light in the mouth of the black cat flew straight into his palm - a small box with red and blue buttons, sucking the light in instantly.

The black cat didn't talk, so it was like doing something insignificant, starting to lick her paws, and then... wiping her face.

“What is that thing?” Teacher Pudding looked at Joe's box and felt a little strange.

Joe looked at him and said after a moment of silence: "A broken thing. ”

“Broken?” Teacher Pudding was even more surprised.

“It's broken, but it still works.” Joe laughed, "is something that a very interesting older sister left me, unfortunately... I'll probably never see again. ”

“Why?” said Teacher Pudding, surprised. "You also have the power of death to call the dead. ”

'Cause it's bad. ”Joe shook his head:“ So I can't go and have her time, I just... ”

Only what Joe didn't say, so by now, another person had broken into the town square… Holy Knight, Vasco!

But for the purpose, Lord Vasco, the Holy Knight, had a self-portrait of Father Stra himself, and the painting was quite refreshing.

“Evil man... it's you... are you playing with the souls of the inhabitants of this town?!” Vasco fully adheres to the character of the Holy Knight of the Episcopal Church, when the holy force erupts, "I would never, ever let evil sneak around! ”

“Holy Knight.” Joe looked at Vasco and suddenly laughed: “Speaking of which, I would also like to thank the Holy Church… After all, you have brought me some angels. ”

“What did you say?!” Vasco couldn't help but be shocked and angry.

But Joe didn't speak, reaching for Vasco, and the gap was like holding Vasco's heart, and this old saint, who was working out as hard as steel, fell down painfully.

At the same time, the self-portrait of Father Stra attached to Vasco was suddenly burned… When the portrait was completely burned, his body trembled wildly and shouted painfully.

Joe's palms pull together slightly, pulling apart… something seems to be about to be pulled out of Vasco's body!

But at this point, a little black shadow just jumped straight at Joe... the black cat Hermes, jumped straight up and collided with the little black shadow that jumped.

Separate… After the black cat Hermes landed, he looked subconsciously at his forelimbs and a deep visible bone wound had appeared.

The black cat gazed at the floor of the square and squatted on a much fatter layer of gold than it was.

Brother Tong!

Tong's eyes are glowing this time, looking at the black cat, his eyes are full of cravings for food.

“I don't necessarily taste good.” Black Cat Hermes shook her head and licked the wound on her forelimbs... the wound has healed.

At the same time, something seemed to bounce Joe's palm off… he retracted his palm and shook his head somewhat helplessly.

Vasco Saint's face is still pale, but the feeling of death has disappeared from his heart… all because of the palm of a hand that rests on his shoulder - from Father Stra's palm!

Father Stra was running in a serious black priest with a thick Biblical text on his hand - but Vasco clearly saw the old man's Biblical text and a Playboy magazine.

But finally, instead of stepping on flip flops and running out, this guy put on leather shoes and didn't completely throw away the face of the Holy Church.

“Stella?” Vasco stopped talking.

“Rest assured, for the sake of your sister...” The priest drew an oblique cross on his chest at this time, then nodded his head, “I'll give you a 20% discount on the appearance fee. ”

An old saint instantly reclaims the emotion in his heart and can't help but stab this old bastard in the ass with a sword.

But Father Stra did not talk to Vasco at this time, waved his hand, directly afraid behind Vasco, after putting on a clearer self-portrait of the painting style, hummed: “Junk Vasco, get out of the way, as a backdrop plate, you have to be conscious as a backdrop plate! Give me the passers-by amazement! ”

“Why don't you die!!” Wherever the Angry Old Brand Holy Knight can still stand up to the enemy in front of him at this time, there is a direct urge to draw a sword from this bastard priest to fight for his life and death.

“You go help Tong.” Father Stra spoke coldly.

Vasco frowned, then took a deep breath and quietly approached Atongo.

The priest looked at Joe now, at Miss Pudding again, and frowned, “Are you brothers? ”

Teacher Pudding shook her head, wondering if she knew or denied it.

Joe just laughed, “Father Stra, thank you for baptizing me, but unfortunately you failed to become my godfather. ”

“What the hell?” Father Stra glanced at Joe at the moment, "Don't get me involved here, I'll baptize dozens of newborns a year less! Why should I remember you? Don't compare me to a trash priest who likes beautiful boys! I like beautiful girls! ”

“You're always so funny.” Joe laughed happily.

Father Stra spit... it was real spitting, and still spitting at Joe!

But the drool, like a bullet, went with a broken voice!

……

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At the same time.

Small town, outside the square, upstairs in the bell tower.

Boss Luo appealed slowly at this moment, while also releasing his grip on the maid's hand... he looked at Yu Night and revealed a slight smile, “Just in time... there is one day left. ”

The reason for releasing the maid is that… there is no longer a need to share the vision of the time river variable with the maid by holding her hand.

The reason… is that this variable has stopped and restored stability.

“I'll make it up to you soon.” The maid said with no expression at the moment.

Seems a little unhappy… for this crazy evaporation time behavior.

But she was obviously still heartbroken, because the only day left had already begun to grow after the dialogue had just ended.

Boss Lo laughed: "Should be able to make breakfast… let me serve you, ma'am. ”

“My pleasure.” The maid laughed.

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PS: Next chapter… 2-3 points.