Trafford’s Trading Club

Brown short boots, tight jeans, and a coat of the same color as the boots, as well as a hat and scarf, and he didn't bring the painting tube that was always hanging on his body.

After putting on clothes suitable for winter, Nero, who was walking slowly in front of Boss Luo, was probably just a girl with white dyed hair in the city, who looked a bit different.

No one can think more about her past, present and future.

Walking in the bustling city, Luo Qiu found that Nero had a different kind of excitement than before.

In front of the cupboard of a cake shop on the street, she pressed her hands on the shop window glass, almost pressing her face against the glass, staring at a matcha cake that had just been put up.

"Want to eat?" Luo Qiu asked curiously. He had eaten the breakfast in the hotel suite about half an hour ago, and the amount was very large.

Nero nodded, obeying his body's instinct, clapped his hands and said, "Boss! Please give me a piece, I have no money."

This poor yet magnanimous smile made Luo Qiu helplessly walk into the cake shop, and then walked out with the packaged matcha cake.

"Thank you, boss!" Nero walked happily while eating the cake.

Like a little girl enjoying the winter sunshine... I wonder if she would be able to maintain this poor and magnanimous smile if danger suddenly appeared at this time, as if she wanted to tell the world what kind of person she was?

"It stands to reason that Miss Nero shouldn't have any financial difficulties."

Nero said matter-of-factly: "Such a situation would not have happened before. As for the club, it basically has its own secret offices all over the world, and there are many in this country. After all, among the twenty-six seats where the club has the right to speak, , it seems that several of them are from this country. But as you said, as a member of the Divine General, how can someone be short of pocket money when walking around? I am talking about the Divine General, boss, you understand Bar?"

She faked her death during the battle with Cook, and is now probably temporarily marked as dead on the list of the Michael Club. Naturally, Nero cannot continue to enjoy her benefits as a divine general as he did before.

Seeing Nero happily finishing a piece of matcha cake, with some cake residue remaining next to his lips, Luo Qiu took out a handkerchief and brought it to her.

"Thank you." Nero was not pretentious, he took it and wiped it on his lips a few times.

"Do you still want to eat?" Luo Qiu asked with a smile.

"If possible, please give me one more~"

Boss Luo nodded. This was the time Nero had bought. She didn't seem to care about playing in this way.

So another matcha cake was delivered to her as a girl. Seeing Nero still showing happiness, Luo Qiu finally found some connection between Nero at this time and the Nero he had contact with in the past.

"Is food important to you?"

"yes."

Nero stopped, holding the less than average piece of cake in both hands, and suddenly whispered: "If there is anything in this world that will never betray you, it must be food. If there is anything in this world, it will never betray you." If there is anyone who will sacrifice for you unconditionally, it must be food... Before people enjoy life, emotions, or even show hatred, sadness, etc., before all biological signs, it is not because they have food. ?"

She looked at Boss Luo, "Since it is such an important food, of course I ate it with gratitude."

Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Is it delicious?"

Nero said softly: "As long as it can fill people's stomach, it is delicious."

Although this was the case, she was not in a state of enjoying delicious food, because whether it was a small piece of cake or a big meal, Nero would eat them to the point of swallowing them whole.

It seems that time to enjoy food is a real luxury for her.

Therefore, after she swallowed the second piece of cake, it was obvious that she had swallowed it. Boss Luo stretched out his hand at this time, and a bottle of mineral water in the refrigerator of a convenience store across the road disappeared and fell into his palm. At the same time, on the cashier of the convenience store, there was Inexplicably, there were three extra dollars.

"Wow... I'm saved! I almost became the first club general to choke to death!"

Of course this is just a joke.

Nero wiped the water on his lips with his sleeve, looked at Luo Qiu and blinked and asked: "Boss, how much time is left?"

"A little over five hours and seventeen minutes."

"Five hours..." Nero suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands and directly pulled Luo Qiu up, and said with excitement: "In this case, don't waste time! Boss, do you want to accompany me? Come on!"

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Shouting excitedly, his eyes were shining with enthusiasm, and his face was a little red with excitement. Nero tightened his legs even more at this time.

"Up...up!! Yes!! That's it!! Boss, you're so good!!! Harder! Harder! I'm almost here! It's about to come out...Coming out! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to tossing it!"

So the big gun, which released an extremely hot thing, was raised and appeared in front of Luo Qiu and Nero as the victory screen of this arcade mecha game.

Comparing the huge game consoles competing on the same stage, the opponent's unwilling voice came out, "Opposite side, let's play another game!"

"Who is afraid of whom!" Nero stood up directly, stretched out his fingers to pull down his eyelids, made faces at the other party and stuck out his tongue.

The two people opposite were probably around thirty years old, and they may have cultivated their minds. However, they were so angry that they grinned unexpectedly because this was a very old arcade game.

And here is also the memory of a generation. The game hall has been eliminated by the times. In this game hall, Luo Qiu once witnessed the birth of a soul.

And now, there is no doubt that I am immersed in the declining atmosphere of this game hall... It is unusually cold here.

Across from the arcade are two people who came here to reminisce about their childhood days. Maybe their skills back then were very good, right? Luo Qiu held the pink joystick and was taught how to play by Nero himself.

"I didn't expect Miss Nero to be so familiar with this product of the times."

Nero rolled his eyes and said: "Is it just a good place for you? In many places outside, this kind of game arcade is still very popular... Wow!! Boss, take it easy, you are too forward, be careful of landmines! "

This was the first time for Luo Qiu to sit in such a place and play such a game... It was quite novel.

Time was passing by little by little, and the combination of Nero and Luo Qiu defeated the two uncles opposite them again and again.

"No way! I can't beat you at all! You guys are so powerful!"

The two uncles finally surrendered with helpless expressions. One of them even bought some drinks from the game arcade counter and divided them between Nero and Luo Qiu.

Boss Luo looked at the can of Coke placed in front of him with some surprise, but Nero had already drank it unceremoniously, "Sure enough, blowing Coke after exercise is the most enjoyable!"

"Well, right!" Dadi laughed.

Seeing Nero and the two uncles drinking coke at each other like they were friends they met at a roadside supper stall, Boss Luo finally reached out to accept the kindness.

Time is running out here again.

But Nero continued to sit back in front of the machine with great interest, and at this time the two uncles had also left together.

They may be good friends from childhood to the present, or they may have met here and formed their current fate.

Luo Qiu leaned next to the machine, "The game coins are almost used up, do you want to continue?"

"If you use it up, then use it up." Nero didn't look back, concentrating on it, "I won't be reluctant to part with it."