Trafford’s Trading Club

The rainy night is torrential.

Mr. Aoife held a black umbrella, glanced at the lights in front of the compound, and then walked inside without saying a word. This was a secret office of the department headed by Mr. Aoife.

From the outside, it looks like a relatively high-end apartment building, but there is something going on inside.

The lights in the corridor looked dim because they hadn't been changed for a long time. Water drops dripped from the tip of the umbrella, forming an intermittent line of water drops.

There are also wet shoe prints.

He opened a door and walked in, then opened the cabinet on the wall, then entered the elevator hidden here, and finally arrived at the office underground of the apartment building.

The bright light immediately made Mr. Offee's depressed mood feel better, and the busy working environment of a large number of security personnel also lifted people's spirits.

"Sir!" The secretary had been waiting at the entrance early.

Mr. Aoife nodded at this time, took off his windbreaker, and walked all the way into his office. Mr. Aoife had to work overtime tonight, so after finishing a press conference, he hurried home for a dinner. , and then stayed with his son for a while before rushing here.

There was an urgent document on his desk. In fact, Mr. Offee already knew the general content of the document on the way here, but he still read it again carefully.

After this, Mr. Aoife frowned, and the secretary had to lower his head and wait. Mr. Aoife clasped his hands together, leaned on the back of his chair, and looked at the lights above his head.

The message was sent by the president because the government of a neighboring country had issued an inquiry. This was a diplomatic issue.

‘Zombie bath salts’, a new type of poison originating from Mr. Offee’s country. This kind of thing caused an uproar in the neighboring country a few days ago.

A large number of people taking this drug were found in the hospital... resulting in heavy casualties and huge social harm.

"In order to eliminate this crime, we hope that we can cooperate in attacking the source of the 'zombie bath salts'... the responsibility has been passed on to us." Mr. Offee breathed out slowly, "There are a bunch of pig heads behind the scenes in this country. ? Can such a ridiculous statement be made?"

"Sir, they have already caused public opinion in the country." The secretary said helplessly: "The starting point is actually very simple. If we do not shirk responsibility, it will have a great impact on the credibility of the local government. And... this kind of thing, It did appear on our side first.”

Mr. Ao Fei suddenly sneered: "They are also a big drug-producing country. How dare they say that... What did our intelligence personnel say?"

The secretary said: "They went to the hospital to investigate, but the hospital has been sealed off by the local government and the military, and access is very strict. Therefore, our manpower has not found anything special for the time being... But we checked Yes, a lot of corpses were indeed transported from the hospital that day. In addition... it seems that a big tree suddenly appeared."

"Big tree?"

"Then he disappeared again." The secretary shrugged and said, "I feel that this incident was not caused by pure poison. There must be something behind it."

Mr. Offei squeezed his shoulders and said: "To push out the responsibility in such a hurry can naturally explain something. But when I saw this presidential order, I had a headache."

"What do you mean, Mr. President?"

Mr. Aoife sighed and said: "The general election is coming soon..."

The secretary seemed to understand something, and his face was solemn, "Then... what do we need to do?"

Mr. Ao Fei thought for a while and said: "Give Poison/investigation some information over there, and do it according to Mr. President's wishes first... Since he has made this decision, he should have discussed it with certain people."

The secretary nodded: "According to intelligence, this 'zombie bath salt' came from a woman's hands, but we still don't know exactly whose hands the source of the goods is. And this person is responsible for providing the seller with The identity of the woman in the cargo is also very mysterious.”

"Give me as much information as you have about this woman." Mr. Offee waved his hand.

"I understand." The secretary agreed immediately.

"Is there anything else?" Mr. Offee raised his head at this time, "I want to make a few phone calls."

The secretary said at this time: "There is such a thing. Recently, a new religious group has appeared suddenly. It believes in the god Baki... and it seems that there are quite a few people joining it, and most of them are rich people. Sir, I'm afraid this group will cause big problems in the long run."

Mr. Ao Fei was expressionless and said calmly: "I know, things about this new religious gang have happened in the past. This kind of guy can't cause any big trouble. Put this matter aside for now, let's give priority now. What we have to deal with is Mr. President’s document.”

The secretary nodded, thinking so, and walked directly out of Mr. Aoife's office.

Mr. Ao Fei rubbed his eyebrows and his face became a little gloomy, "God Bucky? Didn't this guy tell you not to be so public? If this continues, even I will..."

But when he thought about Dr. French's survival, Mr. Offee had another headache.

Mr. Offee shook his head vigorously and began to concentrate on his work.

But he suddenly remembered the ability of God Baki, the messenger of God, to rise back to life and bless people, and he couldn't help but feel a little touched in his heart, "The strange big tree suddenly appeared and disappeared suddenly. It was like a zombie in a movie that attacks people. Guy...could it be that there are really zombies?"

It seemed necessary to make an appointment with the messenger of God in person, and Mr. Aoife made the decision reluctantly.

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While Mr. Aoife was distressed, the messenger of God, whom he called the troublesome guy, was playing a happy game in a villa.

Four seductive women wearing only underwear were playing in the room at this time, while the God Envoy covered his eyes and began to play the game of catching people. The punishment was naturally to hit the recent God. The messenger felt that his energy was really endless.

The paradise of beauty, the angel... Bucky thinks so.

Suddenly, Bucky flew out, and he really hit a woman. The two fell on the bed instantly. Bucky moved his hands up and down happily... but he soon felt something was wrong.

The reason why it was inappropriate was that the woman he pounced on did not have the reaction he had in his mind. Instead, she remained motionless. Bucky felt as if he had just encountered an empty shell.

Bucky was stunned and quickly took off the eyepatch that was placed on top of his mask.

He later bought a mask from the black maid that would not fall off easily to facilitate his daily disguise. For this reason, he very heartbrokenly paid for the faith of many units.

"Oh...it's the beautiful and noble Miss Youye!"

Bucky saw clearly the situation in the room at this time. The bodies of the four women had completely stiffened, as if time had been taken away from them, and they stopped completely. In the room, a maid wearing a black jumpsuit with narrow skirts appeared. Smiling.

Bucky quickly climbed out of bed.

On the floor covered with soft white carpets, Bucky raised his head and quickly climbed in front of Youye, his eyes filled with incomparable greed.

He was not looking greedily at the beautiful person You Ye, but at the plate of food and things held in You Ye's hands.

The dinner plate was covered, but Bucky could already smell the smell of something on the plate that could give him arousal no matter how many women he had.

Meat.

Bucky doesn't think he is a glutton. He thinks that playing with women is the happiest thing. But now, compared to playing with women, there seems to be a fatal hobby that has overtaken him.

That is eating meat.

Eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, eat meat, eat meat made by Youye...meat that makes you feel extremely comfortable and full of strength after eating it!

"Want to eat?" The maid smiled slightly.

Bucky, who was crawling on the ground like a dog, holding up his body with both hands and raising his head at the same time, opened his mouth, licked his lips, and kept nodding.

"Fifty units." The maid said softly.

Bucky agreed without saying a word, without much thought... As the number of believers increased, his daily income of faith units also kept increasing, not to mention fifty units, even five hundred He can afford to pay for each unit.

"Deal." The maid smiled slightly.

Under Youye's smile, Bucky was like a lost person who saw a source of water in the desert.

He watched without blinking as the maid slowly opened the cover on the silver dinner plate, which contained a brown muscle tissue with dark green blood oozing out.

This piece of meat is raw and has not been processed at all!

Youye flipped his palm casually and poured the meat on the plate. Bucky quickly reached out to catch it, then stuffed it directly into his mouth and started devouring it.

But blood still dripped from his fingers, but Bucky didn't let it go. He lowered his head and began to lick these 'fish that slipped through the net'.

Seeing Bucky in such a miserable state, You Ye chuckled softly: "What a greedy kid."

"Yum! Yum! More, I need more!"

"Then please earn more faith." The maid lady's voice was full of supreme temptation.

"I make it, I make it... It's delicious! It's delicious! I make it..." Bucky has fallen into a kind of fanatical state... like those believers who would sacrifice their lives to get his blessing.

"What an obedient child." The maid nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, behind Bucky, a vague shadow was slowly becoming clearer.

"No wonder Lucifer gave you the most advanced contract... Mammon, the legendary greedy demon."

I don’t know when the maid left, with the faith of fifty units gained from this time.

In the room, the four girls had not yet recovered, and only Bucky was still frantically chewing the meat that had been poured on the ground.

After leaving the villa, Youye glanced at the rainy night and whispered: "I wonder if the master had a late night snack... It's so boring."

When did the feeling of boredom appear?

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Snapped!

The door opened in an instant. When it opened, the servants stood in two rows in the hall of the humble abode, saying in unison: "Welcome Miss Ying home, welcome Master Qiu home!"

Song Ying was in a good mood at the moment, so she directly said that everyone had red envelopes and became a virgin who spread wealth.

This was already the sixth day after that incident. After various inspections and the Song family's manipulation behind the scenes, Luo Qiu and his party were able to leave the hospital.

"You're back." Song Tianyou walked out with a cane at this time, with a smile on his face.

Master Song dismissed the servants who lined up to welcome him, and then said: "I asked the kitchen to prepare some nourishing food, which is almost ready to eat."

"I'm going to take a shower. Grandpa, let's meet in the dining room later!" Song Ying waved her hand and walked directly to her room.

Master Song gave Luo Qiu a loving look and said, "My child, I didn't expect that you would encounter such a thing just after you came back to the Song family. Are you scared?"

"Consider it an unforgettable experience." Luo Qiu smiled.

"The complexion looks really fine, not bad." Mr. Song nodded, and then said: "Come, before you eat, come with me to the mourning hall, add incense to the ancestors, and tell them that you are safe. came back."

He didn't call Song Ying... Although Song Tianyou liked his granddaughter Song Ying very much, in essence, he still favored sons over daughters.

The mourning hall has always been a place that women seldom set foot in. It belongs more to men.

Luo Qiu felt that there was no problem, so he did not refuse. He just followed Master Song's footsteps and came to the mourning hall of the humble house for the second time.

But what surprised Luo Qiu was that in the mourning hall, he also saw someone other than a male from the Song family.

Mr. Blind.

Seeing Mr. Blind turn around at this time, Luo Qiu said thoughtfully: "Master Song, it seems that it is not as simple as adding incense."

Song Tianyou was stunned for Luo Qiu's unexpected name, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he slowly said: "Yes, that's right. This time, in addition to offering incense to the ancestors, there is also another Something. That is Mr. Blind wants to meet you."

After a pause, Song Tianyou continued: "Originally, we should have arranged for you to meet earlier, but firstly, it is inconvenient to be in the hospital, and secondly, Mr. Blind also has other things to do these days. , so I postponed it until today.”

What Mr. Blind wants to do is naturally explore the things under the cellar of the old castle.

Luo Qiu nodded, and also nodded towards Mr. Blind. He didn't care whether he could 'see' him, it was just a matter of courtesy.

He walked past Mr. Blind and came to the memorial tablet stand in the mourning hall. Uncle Wu brought the sandalwood that he had prepared. Luo Qiu paid homage three times attentively before inserting it into the incense burner.

At this time, Mr. Blind suddenly said: "Master Luo Qiu, do you know that every time you worship, the Song family's luck is increasing crazily?"

Luo Qiu turned around slowly.

At this time, Mr. Blind faced Luo Qiu and said sternly: "Young Master Luo Qiu has just paid homage to his ancestors three times. Every time he pays homage to his ancestors, the Song family's luck becomes stronger. After three times of paying homage, the luck has doubled from yesterday." many."

"Luck, what is this?" Luo Qiu blinked and asked curiously, "Is it a matter of Feng Shui?"

At this moment, Mr. Blind suddenly opened his closed eyes. The moment his cloudy eyes were exposed, they closed directly... Mr. Blind took a small step back.

He took a deep breath, clasped his fists and said, "Behind you seems to be the general trend of the world... Qingxiazi offended the most noble person, please forgive me."

Mr. Song's attitude towards Mr. Blind made him speechless in surprise...

ps: I’ll add it later, no need to wait, I’ll watch it when I wake up tomorrow... I estimate I’ll have to write it until one or two o’clock, or more.