Trafford’s Trading Club

At eight o'clock in the evening, the first car drove quickly through the suburbs. novel .

In a large field and wasteland, the bulletproof car stopped before a hill. The flat ground suddenly began to rise, revealing a huge steel plate covered with dirt and grass. The steel plate was tilted open, which turned into a Special entrance.

The bulletproof car then drove into it... Not far ahead was a rocky mountain.

After 'entering the ground', there are lights and a straight asphalt road. After about two hundred meters, there is a huge gate. When the gate is opened, what can be seen is a huge shipyard built in the mountain.

There is only a thirty-meter-long small aircraft here... It looks like a fighter plane, and the entire dock seems to be serving this special fighter plane.

A dozen maintenance workers wearing gray uniforms and hats were currently working on the huge fighter plane. The bulletproof car finally stopped at an entrance on the side.

The Prime Minister hurriedly stepped out of the car when someone came to greet him.

Mr. Prime Minister just nodded, then his face darkened, and he quickly walked into the entrance. The person who came up to greet him was wearing a star-studded military uniform... In terms of military rank, he was obviously not low-level.

"Are you ready?" The Prime Minister's pace became faster and faster.

The officer next to him followed quickly and said quickly, "After receiving your call thirty minutes ago, we have already started preparations... But we are still in the adjustment stage. It is estimated that it will take another hour to reach the best level." value."

"One hour is too long, try to shorten it as much as possible." The Prime Minister frowned and said: "The people who kidnapped the Queen this time are inhuman creatures. Those old guys from the Knight Agency actually watched the Queen being kidnapped and left! That old bastard Pugins He actually told me that he didn't estimate it either... These guys are still unreliable, and we can only rely on ourselves."

While he was talking, he and the officer were already riding the elevator, and finally arrived at a control room where they could view everything in the dock. All the people in the control room stood up at the same time, facing the Prime Minister and saluting.

"Let's work." The Prime Minister waved his hand, then took off his coat, pinched his sleeves, and at the same time took the headphones handed to him by the staff. "Switch the screen to the adjustment room for me, let me see the performance of these warriors. state!"

"yes!"

On the console of the front screen, a woman also wearing a military uniform was tapping rapidly with her fingers. Soon, a set of pictures appeared on the screen.

A picture of the so-called adjustment room.

There are a total of twenty machines, which are like huge game cabins and t-scan machines. They are now neatly placed in a huge and empty room. On top of each such machine, there are people lying on it. Lying on each side were people wearing tight-fitting fabric combat uniforms... either men or women.

They are all very young, appearing to be around twenty years old.

"It's so beautiful." The Prime Minister looked at everything on the screen, "This is our own power... [the-fianna], it's time to show this power in front of those proud and arrogant knights."

"Mr. Prime Minister, even if the soldiers of the Corps have been adjusted...but we still can't know where the Queen is hiding now?" Although he had great confidence in everything in the base, the officer had to consider some very important things at this time. human factors.

"It doesn't matter, I can find the queen's position." Mr. Prime Minister said confidently: "Okay, as long as this crisis is resolved, then in the future, matters in the inhuman realm will no longer be exclusive to the knight agency... Ancient glory? This The group has been swaying our old fogies, and it’s almost time to think about retirement.”

As he spoke, the Prime Minister took out a black box about the size of a cigarette box, looked at the officer and said, "Use this to track the source of the signal. It can help us lock the correct location."

"This is..." The officer was startled for a moment, as if he had thought of something.

Could it be that the Prime Minister has been secretly tracking the Queen's movements... and installed a tracker on her body.

"It's not her." The Prime Minister waved his hand, "Don't think too much, just do as I say... I don't care about the myth of doomsday or the myth of tomorrow. Before sunrise tomorrow, I want these thugs to never see the dawn again. !”

The officer stood at attention and saluted!

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"Very good, very good, so good...Looking at your hair, I think this queen has really taken care of you."

In the room, the bearded but powerful Judas was currently holding a small animal that was small to him and teasing it, which was clearly Her Majesty's pet.

Only Tip, the abandoned disciple of the secret medicine master, is here... This thin man with glasses, with a gloomy face, stared at the little thing who seemed not afraid of strangers at all, and was acting like a baby in Judas's arms. Frowning, "Judas, when did you become so caring?"

He just glanced at Tip and said casually: "I'm actually the same as you."

"Like me?" Tip was stunned.

Judas looked at Tip sitting at the table sorting out various bottles, cans, and various props. "You mystics need to prepare so many props for battle. You can't afford to be careless every time, right?" ?”

"Yes, this is common sense." Tip nodded.

Judas said calmly: "I'm different. I only fight with my fists, so just keep my inner peace... This way I can calm down."

"Isn't it because you are essentially a man who likes to play with cats and shovel shit?" Tip complained: "At least you should take out your gloves and wipe them, so that I can feel that you are really preparing for a fight?"

"Why are you so nervous?" Judas shook his head instead, "Although tomorrow is very important, we have not experienced life and death... Is it because we were attacked by the female secret pharmacist when we were in the theater?"

There was a reason why Tip was so angry that he even showed up. This was related to his past experience. He was framed by his opponent for cheating during the Magician Association's Secret Medicine Master certification examination, and even injured the examiner by mistake. In the end, he was Deprived of the permanent qualification to become a secret medicine master.

In the theater, the female herbalist said in an understatement that he didn't even want a herbalist apprentice. Naturally, it aroused a thorn in Tip's heart, and he was able to endure it.

"Hmph..." Tipu frowned slightly, "If she dares to show up again, I will definitely let her try the power of my ten secret medicines."

"I advise you not to get into trouble." Judas shook his head. "From the situation in the theater, it seems that the man and woman are not interested in our affairs... Tip, the world is very big, although the leader is very small. Strong, but there are certainly those who are more powerful than him... Did you see that invisible barrier? Even the leader couldn't break it with a full punch, and instead injured himself."

"Perhaps it only has the power of defense, and he is just a scumbag from Zhan Wu." Tip snorted coldly: "There are so many defensive props... Doesn't the Magician's Association have the [Sevenfold Circle of Blazing Sky" that is known as 'absolute defense'? Ring]? In addition, I heard that the Thirteen Clan of Vampires also secretly hid the [Blood Glory] used by Cain, the ancestor of vampires, and it is also said to be an artifact that is difficult to break with physical attacks."

Judas smiled bitterly and said: "Please, these are either legendary artifacts or priceless secret treasures... If we encounter one so easily, then I should consider buying a lottery ticket before sunrise, maybe I can still win the lottery. Even if I fail tomorrow, I should still be able to enjoy my retirement."

"Good-for-nothing old thing!"

"Kid."

In fact, Tipu is not very old... Although he looks middle-aged, it is only because of his long-term dealings with secret medicine that his body has been eroded by a lot of toxins, so he looks much older than normal. , Tipu is only seventeen years old.

He was once hailed as the most talented genius in the world of magicians in the past century. Well, he is really only seventeen years old this year.

Bickering... is probably a way to 'relax'.

Suddenly the sound of harmonica playing sounded outside the house... Outside, under a tree, Caesar was sitting on the grass, playing the harmonica, and Catherine was leaning on him.

Look at the moonlight and look at the night clouds.

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When Lancelot woke up, his lips were moist... When she woke up, she found herself lying on the ground with a coat underneath her.

The one Her Majesty is wearing.

At this time, the Queen was moistening her lips with a wet handkerchief... She even rested her head on the Queen's lap.

"Queen...how can I let you?" Lancelot struggled to sit up.

But the queen held her body down, blinked and said, "Look, child, now you are not even as strong as an old woman like me, why are you still trying to be brave?"

"But?" Lancelot opened his mouth.

The Queen smiled and said: "I participated in the war when I was a teenager. Although it was just a women's support group, I still have some experience in taking care of the injured... Although I haven't done it for many years, I am a little rusty. Your right hand It looks like it's seriously broken... was it caused by them? I can only help you fix it, after all, the conditions here are really limited."

Lancelot struggled to lift his arm. There were two wooden strips wrapped with cloth strips on his arm. It was obvious that the wooden strips were removed from the wooden chair.

"No..." Lancelot shook his head.

The fracture in his right hand happened earlier... One day ago, holding the 'Indestructible Lake Light' in his right hand, he received a direct blow from Farrell, the most powerful knight in the legend. Not only was the sword broken, but The force of the shock also directly broke the hand bones.

Thinking of the 'Indestructible Lake Light', she thought of being deprived of the power of inheritance... her eyes couldn't help but look sad.

"It seems..." The queen looked down at her and said softly: "You are working really hard in the place that I can't see."

"I...I lost my knight's power."

At this moment, Her Majesty the Queen covered her eyes with her palms and said slowly: "Now, the darkness you see is only temporary. When my palms are released, the light will appear in your eyes again. Right in front of me. But I don't want it right away, and you know why."

"Why..." she asked subconsciously.

The Queen said: "Because the darkness can make you quiet, and you can no longer see your own weakness... so you can cry as much as you want. But when the light appears, you need to be ready... child." "

Lancelot said nothing.

But the Queen could feel the moistness coming from the palm of her hand.

At this time, outside the stone chamber, there was a faint sound of musical instruments, the sound of a harmonica... Her Majesty the Queen heard it.

The palm of her left hand still covered Lancelot's eyes, but now her right hand held something... a black card.

This was given to her before she left when she saw the respectable and terrible teacher again at the theater.

Little Elizabeth, if you encounter something that cannot be solved, just make a wish on this card, and the teacher will appear. But accordingly, you have to pay something valuable.

"teacher……"

Her Majesty was lost in thought.

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When we came out of another theater, it was already more than ten minutes after eight o'clock in the evening and we had not seen the complete "Turandot", but the club owner and the maid duo successfully watched the famous "Turandot". Phantom of the Opera].

The weather this month is still very cold on the streets of the foggy city.

Many passers-by were wrapped in clothes and walking in the wind. Of course, for the boss and the maid, there was no meaning in feeling the cold.

Elegance is elegance...the way the maid lady went out today.

But doesn’t it seem a bit thin relatively?

"Owner?"

Suddenly, the maid lady felt the cold, the kind of cold that she could feel personally. She could not remember that it had not been long since she had felt this way when she was a weak child.

Being able to make her body feel nothing, it becomes like this. I am afraid that she is the only master in the world.

"I suddenly discovered that the stronger the power, there are many interesting things that I can't feel." Luo Qiu just smiled, then took the maid's hands, put them to his lips, and breathed in the hot air.

Gently massage it to bring warmth.

"For example, like this." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Do you think I'm too bad?"

"You can...be a little worse to me."

Luo Qiu smiled and said nothing, but took off his coat and put it on the maid... Although it seemed a bit loose, there were many similar situations on the street.

Those lovers who are passionately in love probably look like this.

The street was very lively. The maid wearing the master's coat leaned on Luo Qiu's body, holding her handbag and walking silently with her head lowered.

The pair then stopped in front of a performance by street artists.

It was a band playing on the street... The reason Boss Luo stopped was because he saw a former customer.

"It's Mr. Cheng. So he came here to study music?" the maid looked at with slight surprise.

The oriental young man holding the guitar, playing and singing.

He was playing and singing in the crowd, wearing a peaked cap, playing and singing "remember-me" to himself.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and said: "He has something of his own..."