Trafford’s Trading Club

Facing Nero's question, he... Hades did not directly deny it, which is tantamount to affirming that at least Nero can think so.

"Hmm...is this really the case?"

But after receiving this affirmation, Nero became surprised. She let go of the Yama sword, letting it still pin the shadow of Hades, and then walked around to the other party and looked at it carefully.

Hades became calmer at this time... Nero suddenly reached out, stretched out his hands to pinch Hades's cheeks, and then pulled.

"You still like to bully me...big sister."

Hearing this, Nero jumped back a step with a ghostly expression on his face, and his gaze on Hades became suspicious.

Instead, she was unsure and asked hesitantly: "Are you really Joe?"

He nodded slowly, "Sister, long time no see...your name is Nero, right?"

Nero's eyes became sharp in an instant. She quickly observed her surroundings, as if she was discerning something. She remembered that she had never formally introduced herself.

No matter when I was with that kid Joe or when I was fighting with Erha, I never revealed my identity. The other party was able to tell me in one word. It was probably because of some kind of ability that can distort thoughts, or maybe I already knew it from other sources.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, he knew it originally.

Originally...you knew?

"How do you know my name?" Nero asked expressionlessly.

"Of course you told me personally." When Hades said this, he looked into Nero's eyes. The certainty and sincerity in his eyes were what Nero resisted the most.

She frowned, "I don't remember ever introducing myself... I even suspected that I fell into your trap from the beginning without realizing it."

"It was indeed you who told me personally...at that time." Hades slowly shook his head, "You know, big sister, [Mr. Death] took me away in the end."

"What did you say?" Nero raised his head suddenly.

But the figure of Hades in front of him gradually faded.

"Yam Demon Sword!"

Upon seeing this, Nero let out a low cry, and the Yama sword that had pinned Hades' shadow began to tremble instantly, and a strange red light flowed on the blade. But even so, in the end, it could not prevent Hades from disappearing. ……leave.

Where the Yama Sword was inserted into the floor, there was no shadow anymore... Nero walked to the Yama Sword, stretched out his hand to lift it, and stood with a look of confusion on his face.

After a while, Nero turned back and glanced at Teacher Pulin who fell on the ground. He didn't know what he was thinking when suddenly, Nero picked up Joe's body that had been discarded on the ground long ago.

Then, she reached directly into her body and took out a pale fist-sized light ball from her body. She rubbed the light ball randomly on her clothes a few times before removing the light ball. The ball was inserted into Joe's body.

Then she herself became the size of a mosquito and flew into the collar of Joe's clothes... At the same time, the Yan Mo Dao also turned into a wisp of black smoke and disappeared.

She just waited until Teacher Pulin slowly woke up.

…

When Teacher Pulin shook his body and got up, his eyes were confused. He looked around confusedly, and then he gently rubbed his forehead for a while. At the same time, Teacher Pulin also saw a man lying on the ground. Joe at every turn.

He quickly walked to Joe's side and subconsciously reached out... only to find that the gloves had been taken off during the battle. He hesitated for a moment, then quickly put on the white gloves again, and then hugged Joe.

Seeing Joe regaining his life, Teacher Pulin seemed to be relieved and remained silent. At this time, he didn't even care that the black cover book had disappeared.

When Joe's eyelids were twitching and he seemed to wake up at any time, Teacher Pulin quickly carried Joe into the small town hospital.

At this time, because Teacher Pulin entered the state earlier and triggered the power of the [Devil's Bible], which caused widespread death, both those who were preparing for medical treatment and the busy doctors and nurses in the hospital fell to the ground one after another. on the ground.

But their lives are also recovering, and they believe they will wake up soon. Teacher Pulin looked around. He knew that the person who caused this situation was himself, but he didn't know what made everything here return to its original state.

Could it be the girl with white hair?

The [Devil's Bible] that accompanied him was presumably taken away by the white-haired girl with mysterious origins, right?

Teacher Pulin lowered his head and thought for a moment before finally placing Joe on the seat in the hospital lobby.

He looked at Joe's face silently. Suddenly, Teacher Pulin stretched out his hand and held Joe's neck directly...with slight force.

His fingers have even felt the bones in Joe's neck, and he is even sure that if he uses a little more force, he can crush Joe's throat... The child's body has always been so fragile.

When Teacher Pulin finally slowly let go of his hand... He looked at Joe, backed away little by little, and finally disappeared in front of the hospital door.

At this time, someone came... It was a police officer. The police found Joe lying on the chair. After taking a few glances, he was surprised to find that this was the child that Mr. Smith reported to the police as missing?

"Strange, why did you end up in this place and fall asleep?"

…

In the operating room of the hospital, the doctors and nurses suddenly came to their senses. The doctor even found that he fell to the ground without knowing when.

He raised his head and glanced at the operating table above his head, and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He knew that he was performing an extremely important operation on Mrs. Debra, and any deviation could lead to the death of Mrs. Debra!

But to the surprise of the doctors and even the nurses who woke up, Mrs. Debra's condition seemed to be improving, at least not as if she had a better chance of failure even if the operation was performed.

"What happened?"

At this time, the lights in the operating room were still on, and Mr. Smith and Mrs. Elura were still waiting anxiously in the corridor outside.

At this time, it was already past midnight...it was half past midnight.

At this moment, Mr. Smith suddenly heard some kind of sound, which seemed like a breathing sound, but also like a speaking sound... whispering in his ear, making him at a loss what to do.

Looking at the numbers that jumped every minute on the phone screen, Mr. Smith felt that time was so long for the second time. This reminded him of the first time he felt this way.

At that time, he looked at the time on his phone like this... At that time, his body was completely pressed against the overturned car, and his legs were crushed to death. He could not escape at all. He was looking at the time on his phone at that time. Time, painfully and helplessly begging for help.

Because his mother, Mrs. Elura, was in the car at the time, suffering a head injury and bleeding, and passed out... Debra's lower body shed a lot of blood due to the violent impact. He knew that his wife was in labor!

As for his son Joe, the seat belt was deformed due to the strong impact and wrapped around his neck... He could even clearly see Joe's face that seemed to have turned purple.

When Mr. Smith woke up again, he was already on the hospital bed. I heard from the doctor that someone was driving by and they immediately called the police and ambulance. Because of the timely rescue, Mr. Smith and his family miraculously survived. Mrs. Debra’s second fetus was finally saved. .

"Mom, do you remember when we woke up from the hospital half a year ago?" Mr. Smith suddenly asked.

Mrs. Elura was startled at first, and then she grasped Mr. Smith's arm tightly. She thought Smith was intending to use this method to comfort herself, "Of course I remember. I think I will never forget it in my life... Don't worry, Debra is going to be fine.”

Mr. Smith shook his head at this time and said: "I mean, did you hear any sounds at that time... It felt like someone was talking to us. In fact, we had already discussed it when we were in the hospital. Is this the topic?"

"I thought about it, and it did happen." Mrs. Elura was stunned, "But then, I forgot... Is there something wrong, Smith? I remember the doctor said that it was just because of a serious injury. It’s just an auditory hallucination.”

"I heard it." Mr. Smith took a deep breath at this time, "I heard that voice again."

Mrs. Elura couldn't help being surprised, and then firmly held her son's hand. She didn't say that she saw the black cat.

But she knew what the black cat she saw was because she was already this age... People of this age actually have feelings.

Mrs. Elura also believed that in this hospital, some people who were about to die would be as sensitive as she was.

"It's okay, it's okay." Mrs. Arula comforted Mr. Smith softly, as if she was comforting herself... She looked at the operating light that was still shining with red light, and murmured in a low voice: "It's okay. "

"Sir, look, isn't this your lost child? We found him sleeping on a chair in the hospital lobby."

I saw two policemen walking slowly at this time. One of the doctors was still holding the sleeping Joe... Mr. Smith stood up all of a sudden. This was probably because this extremely bad night could make people feel a little better. It's a matter of peace of mind.

"Out!"

Mrs. Elura suddenly made an anxious sound.

The light outside the operating room suddenly turned green, and not long after, the surgeon walked out of the operating room... He took off his mask and looked very tired.

Mr. Smith and Mrs. Elura came forward at once, and the doctor said seriously: "The patient's condition has stabilized for the time being... We have tried our best, and the operation was considered a success. The next step is for the patient himself."

"What's going on?" Mr. Smith firmly grasped the doctor's arm.

The doctor said helplessly: "The operation was successful, but the patient is not out of danger yet... Now it depends on the patient's own will to survive... The patient will be transferred to the intensive care unit later, and you can go and watch her."

This was obviously not good news. Mrs. Elura suddenly fell on Mr. Smith's chest, and her face became pale.

After Mrs. Debra was sent away from the operating room, the two of them followed her until she entered the intensive care unit... As for the matter of rest, no one mentioned it, except Joe, who was still asleep.

But Mr. Smith could no longer hear the sound outside the operating room door just now... He looked helplessly through the glass at his wife Debra who was unconscious due to anesthesia in the ward.

The reflection flashed past the glass, and Mr. Smith suddenly shuddered... He turned around, but saw nothing.

But the reflection that flashed on the glass seemed to be a black... cat.

…

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Mosquitoes fly leisurely like chaotic lines in the night sky.

On the ground, Teacher Pulin, who had brought back his white gloves, was still alone. When he came to a traffic light, he chose to stop. It was clearly a green light and he should go through it.

In fact, just half a day ago, an old man collapsed in front of this traffic light. The old man died before the ambulance could reach him.

Teacher Pulin stood here silently as the red and green lights changed again and again. If it hadn't been late at night, he would probably be regarded as a weirdo standing like this, right?

In the night sky, the flying mosquito had circled around the area countless times. Finally, it had to stop on the street lamp and lie down boredly. It was not until Teacher Pulin took another step that it became sick [ . ] It seemed to fly up again, making an annoying buzzing sound, and followed Teacher Pulin.

Teacher Pu Lin didn't seem to notice anything following behind him, so he continued walking slowly. He seemed exhausted, and his walking speed also slowed down... I don't know how long it took, Pu Lin. Teacher Lin suddenly stopped.

At this time, he came to a very old house... In fact, this house was not only old, it even looked like no one had lived in it for a long time.

Teacher Pulin walked into the door of the house and pushed it gently. The door made a creaking sound and then opened, followed by an old smell. It has indeed been a long time since anyone lived here. Will it? There were piles all around, but there were very clear footprints on the ground.

Mosquitoes also flew into the room. Teacher Pulin still didn't notice. His body became more and more stooped, and even reached the point where he could not walk. He had to hold on to the wall, and finally came to a layer of skin that had been covered with insects. On the chewed up sofa.

As soon as he reached it, he fell into a deep sleep.