Trafford’s Trading Club

The powerful kick sent the nun's body flying backwards, but she quickly regained her balance, spread her legs and landed on the ground, bending her body at the same time to offset the inertia of her body.

But this is not the end.

Lamias looked at the woman who was tall in the eyes of Easterners and was wearing a maid costume, but in the eyes of Westerners, she still seemed to be on the thin side.

It was actually able to explode with such terrifying intensity.

Lamias didn't dare to be careless - it seemed that being careless or not had no effect. Because the moment she stopped her body, the opponent had already attacked again.

As if he didn't bother to use his hands, this time it was another fierce kick.

Lamias just had time to cross her hands to block the terrifyingly powerful kick... This time, the intensity seemed to be even more terrifying. Lamias even felt as if the bones in her hand were about to break. At the same time, due to the second kick, Lamias was also unable to hold the silver-white pistol in her hand.

The pistol was even thrown into the air at the same time, drawing an arc, and finally fell into Luo Qiu's hand.

But in the blink of an eye, Lamias felt that she was completely at a disadvantage. But she remained extremely calm and focused on catching Yu Ye's movements.

So fast... almost inhuman agility. Lamias had to admit that even with the kind of high-intensity training she had received, she could not keep up with the opponent.

Lamias frowned secretly, stretched out her hand and directly grabbed the silver cross worn on her neck - if possible, she was not willing to use the thing hidden in the cross.

But the fact did not give her enough time. Her every move is completely under Yuye's control.

A terrifying blow hit Lamias in the abdomen again at a speed that exceeded her reaction.

She lost consciousness instantly.

"That's it."

Youye didn't ask why and stood directly behind Luo Qiu.

Luo Qiu looked at the nun in front of him, and at the same time weighed the pistol in his hand and said: "It has ten bullet chambers, and it is much heavier than ordinary ones. It should have increased the number of bullets but also retained the original It's very powerful...but it actually looks better if it's not loaded with bullets."

As he said that, Luo Qiu planned to flick the gun wheel in a handsome manner, but after weighing the feel of his hand, he found that he was not proficient enough to complete this action, so he simply dropped the gun and left it alone.

He drew a gun and pointed it at someone, but the gun was not loaded with bullets. Either he was stupid for making an own mistake, or he had no murderous intention in the first place. I feel that this nun is more inclined to the latter, perhaps out of a desperate curiosity to try the idea of ​​'who are these two weird guys?'

Boss Luo handed the modified revolver to You Ye's hands, and then said calmly: "Slightly modify her memory so that she doesn't see us... and I also plan to see what she actually wants to do. What."

Youye nodded, walked to Lamias' side, stretched out his hand and touched her forehead.

Luo Qiu said at this moment: "Ignore the Black Order for the time being."

"Yes." Youye nodded gently and said, "It has been freeing for a hundred years. It doesn't matter if it is ten more years. Rather, in ten more years, there will be more high-quality financial backers."

Luo Qiu was noncommittal, and then began to scan the ground. A few seconds later, Luo Qiu walked away a few steps, bent down, and picked up a speedloader from the grass. "I just saw it falling out of my skirt."

You Ye walked to Luo Qiu's side and held out the revolver with both hands. Luo Qiu loaded the bullet into it unskillfully, and then took aim at it casually.

"This lady didn't seem to want it back just now, right?"

"It belongs to the master." You Ye said what Luo Qiu really wanted to hear, "Just think of it as a trophy, or as compensation for the nun's collision with the master."

Yu Ye is so great.

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Lamias frowned secretly and rubbed her eyebrows at the same time, feeling confused. She looked around cautiously... there was no one around.

Years of good training made her feel something strange. Lamias subconsciously touched her thigh.

The weapon she carried was gone...but she stood in front of the entrance of the ancient well.

There is a three to five minute gap in between.

However, during this blank period, all she could think of was... that she seemed to be lost in thought.

So what happened?

However, the faint voice coming from the underground secret room made Lamias know that she could not waste time.

Lamias quickly ran through the long staircase and soon arrived at the door of the secret room.

There was a very strong smell of blood in the air, and several young people were killing each other. Even though there was a lot of blood on their bodies, they seemed to know no pain - only death was waiting for them.

Osmond was currently entangled with Kista. There were many wounds drawn by daggers on Osmond's body, and he was being pushed to the wall by Kista.

He was struggling to resist the dagger that Kista intended to stab into his heart...it seemed that he could no longer hold on.

Lamias walked over quickly without any pause or hesitation.

"It's you!" Kista glanced at him, showing surprise.

Almost at the same time, Lamias struck like lightning, slashing Kista's arm directly with her palm, and snatched the dagger from his hand.

Lamias's movements did not pause. In the next moment, she quickly grabbed Osmund's palm, while holding the snatched dagger, she stabbed it directly into Kista's chest. .

Blood Yin Hong.

Osmond felt his wrist begin to turn under the force of Lamias... turning the dagger inserted into Kista's chest!

Kista screamed, as if her mind had collapsed, and said sternly: "You...you said you would help me."

"Yes, the Lord said that those who commit suicide will not enter heaven." Lamias wiped away the blood spattered on her face at this time, "So I have helped you reduce the possibility of not entering heaven."

ah--! !

Seeing Kista finally fall down, Osmond suddenly felt a panic... Not only himself, but the nun who called herself Ramias also seemed to have met Kista.

"who are you?"

Lamias seemed not to hear, and walked directly in front of Jonathan. Jonathan, who was already dying, looked at the approaching nun and subconsciously moved his body.

"You...did you cause this tragedy...?" Jonathan asked weakly.

Lamias sneered... There was no need to say anything more with this laughter.

"What... is your purpose..." Jonathan was horrified and angry: "Is it for the devil...?"

Lamias said indifferently: "Am I sick? Release the legendary Impaler?"

"and you……"

Lamias suddenly took off the cap on her head, revealing her true face.

Seeing Lamias's appearance, Jonathan seemed to have returned to a long time ago for a moment, and said in a daze: "Mayfair... you are Mayfair..."

"I'm sorry, I'm just her daughter." Lamias said calmly: "Twenty-three years... it's time to repay your original sins. You were killed by your own grandson and watched your descendants go crazy one by one. Can you feel the grief and despair of fratricide, like falling into an endless hell?"

Lamias squatted in front of Jonathan, squinted her eyes, came close to his ear, and said very softly: "Feel this despair...feel the adoptive father who has a lover but is the most respected by him. A woman must feel the same despair when she is raped..."

In an instant, Jonathan's face turned ashen, and his cloudy eyes were filled with endless regret and guilt. He stopped struggling and let his body lie down.

His eyes were staring blankly at the ceiling, his lips were trembling, and he didn't know what he was saying... At the end of his life, he didn't know whether he was feeling regret or resentment.

At this time, Lamias made a prayer gesture with her hands, whispered in front of Jonathan, and then stood up.

Everyone has fallen...only myself and Lamias are left.

Osmond stared at Lamias in disbelief and said in disbelief: "You said...your mother is..."

Lamias said calmly at this time: "First of all, the letter I gave you was not fabricated, but was indeed written by my mother and your mother. The content inside is 100% accurate. It’s true. The only thing the letter didn’t mention was that I was born a few minutes before you.”

"You...you are my sister?"

"We just have the same mother body." Lamia said expressionlessly: "You are indeed Jonathan's child, but I am not."

"You did all this just for revenge... Did you deliberately give me the letter and let me break in here?"

"Although you still have this sinner's blood, half of it is your mother's blood. Shouldn't you witness the fate of this sinner with your own eyes?" Lamias sneered, "But don't worry, I won't kill him. You, on the contrary, will let you inherit all the wealth of this family."

With that said, Lamias took out her mobile phone from her clothes and said, "It's me... There's no problem. Please arrange for someone to come over."

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"Speaking of which, have you seen the appearance of the descendants of the Ceausescu family in the underground secret room somewhere?"

"They seem to have the same symptoms." Youye nodded and said, "The little white mouse had the same reaction."

Luo Qiu muttered: "You just let so many people take it without knowing it?"

"The problem should be related to diet." Youye put his finger to his lips and said: "Well, it seems that the Black Order has done a lot of advance work this time, not only including all the wealth of the Ceausescu family He even took away the impaler's left hand. On the other hand, the medicine with unknown ingredients may have been developed by the Black Order."

Luo Qiu, who had already said that he should ignore the Black Religion's words for the time being, did not say anything. He just looked at a ball of gray-white light on his palm.

The club has the most intuitive judgment about the value of the soul.

Gray is considered to be an above-average soul, and pink can be considered to be of high quality.

The deal between the Ceausescu family and the club did not continue. As for what would happen to the Impaler's left hand, what would happen to Osmond, what would happen to Lamias and the Black Order... In Boss Luo's opinion, Maybe it will be a long time later.

Volume 1 is finished.

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PS1: The first volume ends with this, thank you all for your support.

PS2: Okay, although there are only two chapters today, there are more than 7,000 words in total... I feel like I have worked very hard. I even went for an infusion today... _(:3」∠)_

PS3: Let’s fight again tomorrow=. =

PS4: So I’m praising this time on PS4. 'Insignificant astigmatism', 'Cheating without integrity', 'Cang Wu Yao', 'Xiao Meng Chu Jue', 'Lun Chen Dao', 'I am your Brother Ye', 'Shan Ao', 'saberamer', 'Rotten Phoenix' ', 'Look who wets the bed', 'Chen Yingbu', 'The nickname has existed 5 times', 'Frost dyes the maple leaves red', dear officials, thank you for the tip. I don’t know if I missed it, because the backend is checked monthly, and I also checked the display of the Author Assistant APP =. =