Trafford’s Trading Club

Gringo?

Zhang Kun subconsciously put down Xiao Zhi, who was holding his hand... Because it is not a major tourist attraction, there are very few foreigners who will come to this town, but not none. ?

I have seen Zhang Kun at least ten or twenty times in these years.

Gringos are very troublesome in the local area. Brother-in-law Zhang Kun is from the police station, but he is not a leader. A scoundrel also has a scoundrel's way of being in the world. He can clearly distinguish which people should not be messed with, which people are best not to be messed with, and which people are not afraid of being messed with.

If there is a conflict with this gringo here just like a lion trying to consolidate its territory, it is not something that his little policeman brother-in-law can handle if he is slapped with the label of harming international friendship.

Besides, his brother-in-law just turned a blind eye and pretended to be deaf and dumb when it came to his affairs... But if he really made a fool of himself, he wouldn't just take advantage of this small amount of affection and act out of righteousness.

"San'er, greet the guests." Zhang Kun reached out and picked up the wrapped tofu, smiled and said: "I will come to your place tomorrow... to buy tofu."

As he spoke, he took out two steel coins from his trouser pocket...two one-dollar steel coins, and patted them gently on the table.

He looked like a prostitute returning victoriously.

Don't be in a hurry, there is no need to cause trouble for a foreigner, anyway, the future is... long. This foreigner can leave, but this tofu shop cannot.

Naturally, San'er couldn't leave.

Seeing that Zhang Kun had gone a little further, San'er quickly picked up Xiao Zhi, comforted him softly, and then stepped forward.

She recognized this man as the man she fished out from the river. She never thought she would meet him again, and she didn't know what to say.

But something had to be said, “Thank you…thank you.”

But the man shook his head, reached out and took out a steel coin from the table, pinched it with two fingers, and then suddenly waved his hand and threw the steel coin away.

San'er didn't know what the foreign man was going to do, but he heard something right away. She subconsciously poked her head out, only to see Zhang Kun lying on the ground on the road not far away and yelling curses.

He seemed to have fallen down suddenly, and then his face got stuck on the... dog poop on the road.

Many local people running businesses on the street looked like they were holding back their laughter but did not dare to laugh.

San'er also subconsciously covered her mouth and smiled, but she felt that this foreign man might have done it, so she suddenly retracted her head.

Zhang Kun, who had a confused look on his face, was naturally too embarrassed to stay on the street. He lowered his head and ducked into an alley with an unlucky look on his face. He was probably going to curse his mother.

"You...have you been to the police station?" San'er thought it would be better to say something first.

"I've been there," the foreign man said calmly, "but they couldn't help me."

"Ah...how could it be possible!" San'er said in disbelief. In her opinion, if something cannot be solved by the police station, it is really a thorny problem.

The man suddenly said: "But it doesn't matter. I have already remembered who I am, but some memories are still very vague. Maybe I can remember it after some time."

As he spoke, the man reached into his casual suit and took out a wallet. He opened his wallet in front of San'er, "This is my ID card. There is still some money here, think of it as rent. I will stay with you for some time until my memory recovers."

San'er was stunned...I heard that foreigners are more straightforward, but they are not so straightforward, right? Traditional ethics were relatively deep-rooted. She subconsciously looked at the ID card on the wallet and silently recited the name of the foreign man.

mark.

"I'm sorry to bother you."

But before San'er could react, this foreign friend... Mark had already walked in directly and began to look at everything here.

"Oh, wait, I haven't answered yet..."

But her daughter Xiaozhi suddenly tugged on her mother's clothes, raised her head and said, "Mom, will this uncle protect us?"

"I don't know..." San'er shook his head.

She always felt that some strange changes had occurred in her life... She had thought about rejecting Mark's request.

Have thought about it.

…

…

Deep underground.

The spiritual energy in his spiritual veins was so abundant that Su Zijun felt so comfortable bathing in it.

But it is not that she has never experienced this kind of spiritual energy washing to her level. Even if she stays in the spiritual veins and washes away for a hundred years, the effect will be minimal.

She had more important things to do. She came to the imprisoned Xiang Liu.

Chains seemed to be alive, forming out of thin air from all directions, entangling Xiang Liu's limbs and body. The scene in front of him was quite familiar to Su Zijun.

She had been treated like this when she first stepped into that strange shop.

"Xiang Liu, raise your head." Su Zijun came to Xiang Liu and ordered calmly.

Xiang Liu looked a little ugly when he raised his head, and his face was pale... like a patient who couldn't sleep and suffered mental torture all day long.

But when he saw Su Zijun, he sneered and said: "Who is this...isn't this a princess? Why, you come to see me in despair? But, I quite like this place."

Xiang Liu shook the chains and said, "These things are quite noisy. Oops, I can't sleep."

"Let me ask you a few questions. If you can satisfy me, I might make you feel more comfortable." Su Zijun said calmly.

However, Xiang Liu narrowed his eyes and suddenly said: "Princess, did you also ask me for help?"

Su Zijun sneered, his fingertips suddenly sharp, and gently pressed against Xiang Liu's throat, "I can make you feel more comfortable, and I can also make you feel more uncomfortable, do you believe it?"

"Tell me about it." Xiang Liu chuckled.

"Black clouds cover the sky and the earth, and a golden-armored flying dragon appears. On February 2, the dragon raises its head..." Su Zijun asked in a deep voice, "Where did you hear this sentence?"

"Of course I read it on an inscription." Xiang Liu's purple eyebrows suddenly became smoother, and his eyes seemed to be in line with his true intentions, cunning, "And it's not just this sentence, there are more, I also know it. "

"Where is that inscription?"

"If the princess can let me out, I swear that I will put the inscription on it with both hands. How about that?"

"I said, I am not Long Xiruo." Su Zijun's eyes showed a cold light, "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

Her five fingers suddenly opened, and without thinking, she inserted her sharp nails into Xiang Liu's body, "I will drain your blood and let you die bit by bit... Anyway, you are worse off than dead now." , and even more so, he wants to die!"

Immediately, Xiang Liu's screams rang out, and his blood flowed out crazily through the wound, and then flowed... right in front of him, it gathered into a blood ball and gradually grew in size.

Xiang Liu, who had always been cunning to the point of being vicious, was suddenly dumbfounded, and then he remembered that the Xuanyuan royal family who had fallen for themselves was no longer the princess she used to be, and her methods were as vicious as they could be.

"Princess, kill me, and you may never know where the inscription is!"

Su Zijun snorted coldly: "At worst, I'll kill thousands or hundreds of their lonely ghosts! If you don't tell me, I'll find a way to find out!"

Xiang Liu didn't know what the relationship between wanting the inscription and killing thousands and hundreds of lonely ghosts was...but it was a fact that Su Zijun wanted to kill him.

Xiang Liu looked at the gradually increasing blood cells, calculating how much more blood he could shed, and how far Su Zijun could do it... and how long he could suppress his fear.

Time passed like this, and Xiang Liu seemed to have reached his limit. He was extremely weak and moved his lips... But at this moment, the chains wrapped around him suddenly turned and whipped Su Zijun. past!

Su Zijun slapped her hands, recalling the sound of jingling metal and stone, and at the same time, she was forced to retreat step by step by the attacks of these chains.

The blood that was drawn out suddenly flowed back into Xiang Liu's body, and after forcing Su Zijun back, the chain returned to its original appearance.

Su Zijun was surprised, but Xiang Liu laughed loudly: "Hahaha! Princess, it seems that it is not easy for you to kill me! It will not let me die! Hahahaha!!!"

"Then you stay here and never see the light of day!" Su Zijun snorted coldly, waved her hand fiercely, and a bit of blood shot out from her finger and went directly into Xiang Liu's mouth.

Seeing Xiang Liu's startled look, Su Zijun sneered: "It's not that I can't kill you, it's just that I'm too lazy to do it. What you just swallowed was my bloodthirsty curse. Three times a day, your blood will be burned to make you You know what life is truly worse than death! Enjoy it!"

As if to verify Su Zijun's words, a hot pain suddenly spread throughout his body, making him unable to help but cry out in pain.

But Su Zijun had already left with indifference.

Su Zijun returned to the ground and took a look at the sky. It was not dark yet. He felt that the day had been really long, "I'm so sleepy..."

…

…

The sound of knocking on the office door was the director's office of Feiyun Entertainment, and the person who walked in was the director... naturally the female secretary.

"President Cheng, Li Zifeng from the production department wants to see you."

Cheng Yun frowned. He had originally planned to hold a press conference two days ago to build momentum for the new company, but he did not expect to encounter such a strange thing as a sinkhole and had to cancel it at short notice.

Although it was said that this was caused by external factors, his real boss, the Second Young Master, was obviously a little upset in the past two days. Naturally, he, the gold medal pony, felt a little sad in the past two days.

"whats the matter?"

"I seem to be here to talk to you about several projects I have planned before."

"Let him come in." Cheng Yun said calmly.

Soon after, Li Zifeng came to Cheng Yun, an old employee of Tianying Entertainment. After Tianying found a new owner and reorganized, most of the employees stayed and there were no changes. Of course, this was what the second young master Zhong Luochen meant.

According to the second young master's wishes, the attitude towards these old employees must be good, so Chengyun smiled at this time and said calmly: "Li Zifeng, what do you want from me?"

Li Zifeng, who was in his early thirties and already had some experience in this industry, smiled and said: "Mr. Cheng, I found a very good newcomer a few days ago. I feel that we can package it hard and let him make his official debut! "(To be continued.) 8