Trafford’s Trading Club

The sudden suspension of today's summit meeting completely exceeded the expectations of the world.

Who would have thought that the summit meeting would suddenly become a fighting meeting for the extraordinary of the world... but it seems to be a good servant?

Compared to Wen Zou Zou’s meeting, they seem to need something more exciting... Is a world-wide live broadcast of a duel of extraordinary powers from various countries more capable of causing a surge in human adrenaline than any sports competition.

"Then, let's tentatively call tomorrow's game [Power Contest]! Simple and crude!"

In the online world, I don’t know who proposed it first, and then quickly received countless approvals... The name [Power Assembly] soon replaced the official description and became the direction of discussion. .

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"[Power Conference]? What the hell... even the odds have already been made? Are these peripherals not afraid of losing their net worth?"

The Chiyan Pagoda master who returned to the hotel immediately sneered after hearing this... He even felt that the so-called "Power Conference" tomorrow was unnecessary.

This is clearly the stuff that those guys who don’t hope to be qualified for a board of directors have made out of life... such a behemoth as the [Magicians Association], it is almost an established fact to become a member of the Council, [Magic Association] fundamentally There is no need to show yourself through fighting.

However, the Chiyan Pagoda master did not object, and even showed interest.

because……

"Finally, I can just beat Stella this scumbag!"

In the hotel’s fitness room, the Chiyan Pagoda master seemed to have beaten chicken blood, and he was practicing at this time... As for what is the effect of this kind of physical exercise as a Faye...

"He is happy."

This is the original words of the Binghan Pagoda... As for your views on the [Power Conference] tomorrow?

"What's your opinion?" I only heard the icy tower master said indifferently: "Tomorrow's fight, as long as the true dragon of the East is on the court, then who goes there is the same. If the true dragon of the East does not play, then who It doesn't matter if it comes."

"In this way, the Frozen Pagoda Master means that China might become the big winner this time because of the existence of the Eastern True Dragon? The Frozen Pagoda Master's consciousness is that even you are afraid of the power of the Eastern True Dragon?"

"I didn't say that. This is fake news."

Oh... At this moment, the owner of the ice cold tower is doing an interview from a well-known media under the European Union.

In front of the camera, behind the master of Binghan Pagoda, people through the lens through the glass behind the master of Binghan Pagoda, can see the Chiyan Pagoda master wearing fitness clothes and beating sandbags wildly.

Emmmmm...

"Fake news, next!"

...

Thematic interviews like the [Magician Association] also occur in the major extraordinary groups-of course, these interviews will be broadcast more locally where the extraordinary groups belong.

Just think of the extraordinary representative as the national team, and then the media of the country interviews the national team of the country... It's probably a good understanding.

If you are more concerned about the extraordinary situation in other countries, welcome to watch public channels?

The TV screen in a hotel suite was suddenly turned off with the remote control.

I saw Father Stella brought out a suitcase at this time and fell heavily in front of Vasco and Sister Lavinia, "Here is a billion in cash! All, buy me and win! You also buy with me, I can win!"

This is really something that Stella, whom Vasco had known since childhood, would do... The old paladin subconsciously glanced at the suitcase that had been thrown open because of his excessive movements, and his brows frowned.

"You marry... Is this Zimbabwe?"

"What's the problem?!" Father Stella snorted coldly at this moment, and said boldly: "If it is not enough, I will triple it!"

The Paladin Vasco sighed for an instant, then shook his head, then turned his face away.

As for Sister Lavinia... Miss Sister dragged Father Stella away directly.

"Wait! Don't think you are a woman, I won't hit you, Lavinia?! You try to move me again? I arrest you to go to the Tokyo-Hot office for an interview?"

"Lord, please..."

The sound of violence came from inside, and Vasco sighed again, then picked up the phone, called the front desk to provide some gauze, hemostatic medicine and the like, and prepared for cleaning by the way.

After that, the Paladin Vasco decided to call the pope who was far away from the church headquarters to discuss the [Power Assembly].

...

Mr. Gareth also called Her Majesty the Queen at his residence.

It’s just that Mr. Gareth has already called for the third time, and the reply is that Her Majesty is walking her beloved pet. Her Majesty seems to be in a good mood today and is in good spirits. She is already in the garden now. It's the third lap.

——Can't answer the phone after walking the pet?

The sad Mr. Gareth almost broke the phone.

Finally, when the fourth call was made, Her Majesty's response came.

Her Majesty the Queen responded in this way: take part and show off the style of Britain, the people of the whole country will support you, Gareth, you are the pride of our Britain!

Mr. Gareth said he could not do it, could he resign now?

Her Majesty said again: Gareth, you are naughty again. I will set the alarm tomorrow and watch your performance on time. Come on.

fall.

The conscience of heaven and earth, this is really the first time Mr. Gareth has dropped Her Majesty’s phone call in history.

Finally, Mr. Gareth reluctantly picked up the good quality phone, and a text message came from Lancelot at this moment.

The effect is that she will be ordered to arrive in the forbidden city tonight.

Mr. Gareth not only frowned, but he murmured a little worriedly: "We are facing the strong from all over the world, only with the support of Palance Lot, it is really... if, if at this time, Farley If Mr. Er is able to represent [Knight’s Institution]...

What do you think?

No one knew where Farrell was right now.

Mr. Gareth only felt that the future was not bright, and he was worried that he decided to go to the bar in the hotel to get drunk. At this time, there was no one around him who could share the worries, and he could be called the orphan of this extraordinary summit meeting.

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"Master Seimei, Mr. Ge just came to give instructions. This time the armed struggle meeting will fully support us. No matter what, we must successfully qualify for a board of directors."

I saw a man wearing a yin and yang robe, kneeling before the chess board, playing Go for himself, and he didn't even respond to the speaker.

"Master Qingming? Elder Ge means...will lend the [Three Artifacts]!"

"What age is it, and [three artifacts]." I only heard Master Seimei in front of the chessboard shook his head and sighed: "It's not too shameful...The three pieces of broken copper and iron in the shrine are not for you. Blown out."

"Master Qingming!" The speaker suddenly became excited.

Master Seimei said calmly: "I will get the qualifications for the board of directors... Now, please don't disturb me, you go out first."

"……Yes."

...

...

They are all preparing strategies for the unexpectedly held [Power Conference].

The world also seems to usher in a carnival of discussion.

On the way home, Aunt Ren sat in the interview car and was looking at the construction of the [Power Conference] venue.

"Let the world see what is called Huaguo Construction?" Aunt Ren frowned, and then shook her head again, feeling meaningless. This thing can also be pulled out to make a program separately. Some TV stations really want to watch. Shameless?

"Hey, they dug the mud and rocky mountains that previously besieged our city as materials." Lizi took the mobile phone from Ren Ziling and watched the live broadcast of the construction site of the fighting conference, and said: "I I think it’s pretty good. There’s no waste at all when using waste."

Aunt Ren stood by the car window and looked out, "I don't know yet, what on earth will we do for live broadcast tomorrow... These gods are fighting, and they move mountains and seas at every turn. On-site shooting is too dangerous."

"Sister Ren, do you also know the danger?" Lizi asked with a look of surprise.

"What do you think about you?" Aunt Ren said grumpily: "I'm only thirty, and I still have a lot of youth!"

Lizi grinned and tickles her.

Looking at the arguing between the two in the rearview mirror, Old Q quietly swallowed, and immediately asked: "Boss, shall we go directly to the company now?"

"Not going back." Aunt Ren thought for a while and said: "I want to go back and see Xiao Xi...Wait, you'd better turn around first to see if there is a shop selling clothes open. I want to give Xiao Xi first. Buy some clothes."

"Roger that!"

...

Xiao Xi...Long Xiruo's private phone call was almost broken by the bureau.

Finally, the really annoying Shenzhou True Dragon could only connect reluctantly.

"...Whoever you like to fight, I am not interested in my old lady!"

"...Long Lord, are you uncomfortable? Why do you feel that your voice is a bit wrong, as if... it seems to be much younger?"

"...What is your name, job number, and how many years have you been in the administration?"

"My name is Liu Zi, and everyone is calling the six sons. I have been in the bureau for three years... Actually, at the annual meeting of the bureau last year, I spoke to Lord Long! I was wearing a white dress at the time. It's me!"

"Oh, six sons, right? When you go back to Old Piff, he will arrange you to go to the eighteenth place, so I told you to go... That's it, don't call again!"

Hang up the phone, then turn off the phone, and then throw it directly on the sofa... The true dragon of Shenzhou once again picked up the watermelon and dug it with a spoon.

At this time, the little butterfly demon who was mopping the floor asked curiously: "Sister Long, what does the eighteenth place do? I seem to hear you talk on the phone several times, saying that people should go to this eighteenth place?"

I saw the real dragon from China now with a sloppy expression: "The eighteenth office is the department in charge of washing toilets in the Administration, and it is used to accommodate those who offend me."

"...Sister Long, raise your legs." Little Butterfly Demon had no choice but to say so.

The true dragon of China raised his leg directly, looked around subconsciously, and then nodded in satisfaction: "Sure enough, you are professional in sanitation. Pian, are you interested in going to the bureau to take up a post? I Be the chief of your eighteenth place?"

So the big fierce butterfly directly put the rag on the face of True Dragon Shenzhou, wiping and wiping, wiping and wiping, "Sister Long, look at how dirty you eat watermelon, it's all over your face."

The true dragon from China reacted and wanted to fight.

Girls fighting are nothing more than just such a few tricks, but after all, there are also a few tricks. The true dragon of China was thinking about which trick to use, and suddenly heard some movement outside the door.

She frowned, rushed to the door and aimed at the door... actually saw Ren Ziling and her party, and stood outside the door.

The real dragon of Shenzhou was shocked, she turned around suddenly, her back was close to the door, and she looked at Luo Pian nervously.

"Sister Long, what's wrong?"

"Shh!"

Xiao Xi made a silent gesture at this moment, and then made a guilty conscience, her eyes rolled randomly.

...

Outside the door, after Aunt Ren opened the old sliding door, she was about to open the inner door, but found that the inner door seemed to be locked from the inside and could not be opened at all.

"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, are you inside?" Ren Ziling had to knock on the door and said: "It's me! Sister Ren! We are back, please unlock the door! Xiao Xi...Xiao Xi, can you hear me?"

"I... I heard it, please wait a moment, I'll be here...immediately!"

"No hurry." Aunt Ren replied with a puzzled face, and then looked back at the old Q and Lizi behind her, shrugged, "This kid doesn't know what to do inside...maybe it's afraid?"

Lizi was listening to the door panel at this time, but Ren Ziling knocked on the head directly.

The poor Lizi hugged his head and said, "There seems to be someone inside."

"How come." Aunt Ren shook her head.

At this moment, the inner door opened and Xiao Xi, a homeless girl who was left behind with twists and braids, suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Xiao Xi was wearing an apron and yellow plastic gloves on her hands. She was holding a mop for mopping the floor, and her face was dirty.

"Xiao Xi?" Ren Ziling looked at it with surprise at this time, and asked puzzledly: "What are you doing...?"

I saw Xiao Xi bowed her head timidly at this time: "I...I don't think it's good to eat and live here for nothing, so...so I plan to do something, so I just... just want to clean the house."

"Clean up..." Aunt Ren suddenly opened her mouth.

She subconsciously looked into the room, and saw that the floor was dry and clean as new, and the whole room exuded a scent of fragrance... This room has been uninhabited for a long time, and it has long been a musty smell.

At this moment it is completely new.

"You did it all by yourself?" Aunt Ren's eyes beamed instantly at this moment.

Xiao Xi nodded lightly at this time, and immediately shrank her shoulders and lowered her head: "I was very careful...I didn't break the contents of the house...you, don't worry."

"Fuck!" Aunt Ren screamed directly at this time, and then under Xiao Xi's surprised eyes, she hugged and lifted Xiao Xi directly, "You are such a lovely girl!"

With that, she put Xiao Xi down, and then rushed directly into the room, rubbed her fingers across the table, and then looked at Lizi and hummed: "Look! Lizi, take a good look! There is no ashes! Look at you, you are not ashamed! You have come to my house for such a long time, let alone sweep the floor! You haven't even washed your clothes, what do I want you to do?"

Lizi... Lizi blinked her eyes frantically and sold cute, "I... can I vent your 30-way energy?"

"What are you talking about! Xiao Xi is just a child!" Aunt Ren's eyes suddenly glared, then she rushed out, grabbed Lizi's ear, and pulled her into the house.

"Huh, I seem to smell the watermelon?" Lizi muttered suddenly at this moment.

Xiao Xi... Xiao Xi's expression changed slightly, but it was not visible.