Trafford’s Trading Club

Vika squatted and moved under the long table on the side of the banquet hall where various foods and drinks were placed.

He felt that even this was too unsafe, so he quietly took a silver plate and stuffed it into his clothes.

"Is this useful?" Vera beside her couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Vika said quickly: "Nokia has not produced products for a long time. It is better to have this than nothing... Are these guys from the Dicapi family crazy?"

Vera took a look outside and said quickly: "I don't know if they are crazy or not. I just know that you must be crazy to buy me such a skirt. Do you know how inconvenient it is?"

"Oh, I will pay attention next time... No, I don't hope there will be a next time."

Vera frowned at this time. In the chaos, she saw the guy who poured wine on "The Unknown Girl". At this time... he sat down

There were already two calm people sitting at the table where he sat, "Is it them?"

Vera said in astonishment

Vika, who didn't dare to poke his head out at all, said nervously: "What are they yours?"

Vera pondered for a while, squatted down, took off her high heels, and then tore the hem of her long skirt until the tear almost reached the root of her thigh. Then she glanced at Vika: "Where are your weapons?"

"Oh, yes, my weapon." Vika quickly dug through his clothes, "I found it."

I saw him hurriedly taking it out, and what he was holding in his hands was... the remote control

It seems that he also realized that what he took out was a bit bad. Weika quickly stuffed it back into his clothes, and then took out it again. After a lot of hard work, he took out a short one that was no bigger than a palm from behind.

"How about this?"

Vera sighed. She reached out of the table and touched another iron plate. She handed it to Vika's hand and said blessingly: "The great revolutionary pioneer Vladimir will bless you."

"But I have never been to Lenin Square to mourn him, Vera, Vera, Vera..."

But Vera has already rolled out of here.

Vika, who dared not go out at all and had never been to Lenin Square, felt that even if Vera gave him an extra iron plate, it would still not be safe.

So he took another piece and stuffed it into his clothes, a total of three pieces.

He feels that he is too damn smart

…

"Why are you interested in these things?" Yuri suddenly looked at the other person and asked

The clown mask in front of him had its own smile. Yuri couldn't help but have the idea that whatever the club owner would say next would be a mockery.

"Sit in a warm place and listen to cold stories, feel the coldness of winter in front of the fireplace..." Luo Qiu said slowly at this time: "This is what you said before, Mr. Yuri, I think it's good."

Are you really making fun of me? To go back to what he had said before... But Yuri had no dissatisfaction. Perhaps, he had already decided in his heart that if the other party did not use ridicule, he would not realize his wish in this way.

"I never knew your name." Yuri shook his head and laughed to himself.

He also looked at the situation around him. Ordinary people would be frightened in such a bad and dangerous situation, but he felt that he was not

He just knows that his life is short. He also knows that he has died once. Every minute and second he lives now seems to have nothing to fear.

But he didn't get an answer from the other party, and a familiar voice cut into the conversation between him and the club owner.

Yuri already felt someone pressing his shoulders, and soon the other person put his arms around his neck and strangled him.

It's not too tight, but it doesn't look very loose either. It's the kind of tightening that has a stronger smell of intimidation.

At the same time, his temples also felt like they were being pressed against by something cold.

"Sir, please stop your men's behavior immediately...before things get out of hand."

Anna...the person behind Yuri is surprisingly Anna

Yuri closed his eyes. He tried to erase the smile on the clown mask in front of him from his mind. He also said: "Anna, don't you want to see who I am?"

"who are you?"

The moment she was called by her name, Anna frowned.

Yuri said calmly at this time: "I have taken off the blindfold, you only need to take a look, wouldn't you know?"

Yuri stood up. He reached out and gently patted Anna's arm around his neck. "Relax. You are calm, confident, and the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Why do you want to destroy it with such ugliness?" Where is the beauty you possess?”

Anna hesitated for a while and looked around. She found that since she took this guy hostage, the guys in white suits had stopped and were approaching her one after another.

The battle in the banquet hall suddenly fell into a stalemate

Anna took a deep breath, moved her head from the other person's temples to the back of the other person's head, and said in a deep voice: "You can turn around now."

Yuri turned around

Ana's pupils widened a little for a moment, and she subconsciously opened her lips

Yuri raised his hands slightly, whistled, and said softly: "Anna, look, I even resisted, right? Why, don't you recognize me? Or maybe I just shaved, Have you forgotten what I look like? In the past, didn’t you help me shave?”

"impossible……"

Anna murmured in horror, but her finger pulled the trigger almost instinctively.

But her wrist felt severe pain at this moment. A bright knife was inserted into the back of her hand... almost piercing the back of her hand.

Anna screamed and fell to the ground. A man in a white suit, who was still quietly approaching, rushed over and threw Anna to the ground. Then he grabbed her hands and put them behind her back. , completely subdued

"Boss, what you just did was too dangerous."

The old butler put on his clothes to cover the knife inserted in his waist, walked to Yuri's side, and frowned.

While marveling that this old man could actually fly like this, Yuri just shook his head. He walked up to Anna and looked at Anna who looked at him in horror.

He put his hand on her face, rubbed it, and said softly: "I'm back... You said you wouldn't forget it, will you be more profound now?"

Anna shook her head slightly in disbelief... It was really Yuri, the guy who once had a genius for painting, but was so poor that he was left to live on the streets.

He... what happened to the Dikapi family?

The important thing is, why didn't he die?

"Boss, what should we do with these two guys?"

Suddenly, the voice of Deepika's men came from behind Yuri. He turned around and saw the club owner who had given him everything he had now, being guarded.

"Be polite, these two are my most important friends" Yuri waved his hand.

bang bang bang bang bang

He then took it from Edgar's hand, and slammed it towards the ceiling to knock out all the contents inside, saying without any surprise: "Listen, in two days, I will hold a real "Unknown Girl" "For all the shock you suffered during today's filming, I, the heir of the Dikapi family, Yuri, will provide you with adequate compensation." (To be continued)