Trafford’s Trading Club

It's easy to ignore pain.

The flowers outside the Municipal Opera House have long since withered and been cleaned up, and the commemorative words written by the mourning crowd on the outer wall of the Opera House have also been erased.

There is a constant flow of cars on the streets outside, and the renovation project inside the Opera House has also reached the final stage. In about a week, the Opera House will be able to resume operations.

St. Franco was standing on the third floor of the stands, looking around the entire opera house stage. He was so silent that he didn't find what he wanted.

When Roger hijacked the opera house that day, he died at the hands of someone unknown. When he finally arrived, a key that Roger was carrying had disappeared, but the document recording the nuclear warhead was still found.

Since the document was finally found by Saint-France, it means that the fact that Roger actually had a nuclear warhead was not exposed. If so, why has the key not been found?

Judging from the situation at that time, since Roger could not be found on his body, and there was no situation where the secret was known and taken away, then all Saint Fran could think of was that Roger finally hid the things in the opera house somewhere in.

That's why he immediately asked people to secretly monitor this place, and immediately funded the renovation of the opera house as a philanthropist.

No one came during this period. Later, the government used some means to interrogate the gangsters that day. Finally, they obtained the information and captured all Roger's remaining members. It can be said that the possibility of the key being leaked is extremely slim.

"Where on earth..." St. Franco placed his hands on the wall of the stand and frowned.

Although the search of the opera house cannot be said to be a thorough digging, it was to the extent that all the seats were inspected.

"Father."

Suddenly, there was a shouting voice from behind St. Fran. He turned around and the person coming was Kesni.

St. Franco looked at his watch at this moment, and then said calmly: "You are late."

Kesini said apologetically: "I'm sorry, father, something happened on the way. I cleaned up a few trash fish before coming here."

"Is it someone from the anti-narcotics department?" St. Franco frowned.

Kesni said: "They have been biting you hard recently, but today I have stopped all business according to your instructions, and also told the big guys not to sell anything for the time being... They have all agreed. Take it. I will lurk for a while when I come down.”

St. Franco nodded, then sneered: "The country next to me is really capable of making false accusations... Something happened to them and they actually put the blame on me. It doesn't matter, sooner or later I will destroy their economy!"

"What are we going to do next?" Kesini asked seriously.

St. Franco continued to sneer: "Let the people in the factory work overtime and give me mass production!"

Kesini was puzzled: "We have stopped business, but we still need to mass-produce?"

St. Franco said calmly at this time: "Since they have put all the responsibility on me, then I have to make things that did not exist exist. If they don't do business here, I will do their business. The side business...just collect a little interest first! Are there a large number of drug-addicted patients in the hospital who are like zombies? I will make their whole society become real 'zombie'!"

Saint Fran said, suddenly laughing strangely, then walked up to Kesni and reached out to lift her hair, "Go and dress up, and then accompany me to meet someone."

Kesni showed a puzzled expression.

Saint Fran said: "Go and meet a magician who has been widely spread among the upper class recently."

Kesni said: "Father, are you talking about the messenger of God from the 'Baji Cult'?"

St. Fran nodded, "'Baki Cult'... I was looking for Baki, but recently such a messenger of God suddenly appeared, and he didn't show his true face... Interesting, interesting."

Kesini said quickly: "Father, do you think this messenger of God is Baki himself?"

St. Franco shook his head: "Not necessarily. I have to see it in person to know. If he is really Bucky, based on my understanding of this slippery man, he can't hide it. However, no matter whether he is Bucky or not, he can't hide it." Regardless, one thing is certain now."

Looking at Kesni who was listening, St. Fran said expressionlessly: "This is the church that currently has an inestimable influence... Its believers are almost all people from the upper class. Recently, even some high-ranking officials have quietly Also joined in.”

Kesini said in shock: "Even the officials...how could the government allow this to happen?"

St. Fran sneered: "This is the strange thing. The government...especially the security department seems not to care about this matter at all. It really makes me wonder who else is behind this church." I’m supporting you.”

"If this is the case, then it is indeed necessary to make friends with this messenger of God." Kesni nodded: "Father, your ultimate goal now is to ascend to the throne of the president of this country, if there are a large number of upper-class people and high-ranking officials behind you to support him. …”

St. Fran stretched out his hand to caress Kesni's face, and suddenly said: "I heard that this messenger of God likes the dedication of female believers very much. Go and dress up."

Kesni nodded silently.

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manor.

The original villa of Mr. Besson, an ordinary rich man, has been replaced by a magnificent manor. Of course, this manor was also provided free of charge by another believer for the 'Messenger of God' to live.

There are almost all young and beautiful girls here. It is like a daughter's kingdom, especially the place where believers are blessed, and it has been remodeled like a temple hall.

At this time, in the blessing hall, the 'Messenger of God' sat on a specially built huge seat, surrounded by several beautiful girls.

These beautiful girls were carefully selected, and they were also required to wear gauze skirts to symbolize purity.

There are also various styles. Recently, they have even begun to make a fuss about etiquette. Even Mr. Besson, who was the first to be named as the servant of God, has now begun to sort out the daily words of the 'Messenger of God' and began to Edit Church Doctrine.

I didn't expect that...

Bucky, who was sitting on the 'god's throne', now made such a sigh. At first, he just wanted to live a comfortable life, but he didn't expect that he would develop to this point and actually become a 'messenger of God'.

He doesn't even need to do anything every day. He just needs to use the blessing spell, and he can wait for the believers' beliefs to be credited. Then he only needs to use these beliefs and the club to buy something.

For example, buying the kind of meat that makes you want to stop, for example, recently bought a charm spell, so that these believers can face themselves more piously from the bottom of their hearts. However, it seems that after using the charm spell, the believers still have faith. , but the quality seems to have declined.

However, the number of believers is currently in a period of growth. Compared with the increasing number, these declining qualities are insignificant for the time being, right?

"I wonder if I can buy a demon to play with when I have more faith?" Bucky was rubbing his chin, getting ready to move.

Of course, he didn't want to play with ordinary demons. Because of the relationship he had with Lucifer, Bucky had played exciting sex games with several low-level demons and human descendants, but they were all based on his own It's almost the same. It took me more than half a month to regain my breath as a price.

If you want to play, of course you have to play at Charlotte's level... It's best to be Charlotte herself.

Bucky now stood up from his 'god seat'. It seemed that due to the continuous purchase of that kind of magical meat recently, Bucky felt that his body had become unusually strong.

He originally had no muscles, but now that he has taken off his clothes, you can already see the sharp muscles.

Several beautiful girls were sitting on the ground at this time, leaning in front of Bucky's legs. There was only admiration in their eyes... Anyway, there was no one at the moment, and Bucky was thinking of studying with these beautiful girls here. When he was alive, there was a very crisp sound of footsteps coming from below the hall.

Yu Ye, dressed in a maid's uniform, walked slowly, her black leather shoes making a loud sound on the floor.

Bucky glanced at the beautiful girls around him and found that they seemed to be petrified... Bucky shook his head, then took off the mask on his face and walked down from the 'God Seat'.

"Isn't this the most noble Miss Youye?" Bucky opened his hands, of course not intending to hug the maid, but just an expression of welcome...

I don’t know, when the Power of Faith has made enough money, when it can no longer just buy Charlotte to play with, whether it can also...

A trace of greed flashed in Bucky's eyes.

But in an instant, Bucky felt a suffocating feeling, as if death was right in front of him, making his heart beat wildly and his body break out in cold sweat.

You Ye looked at Bucky calmly at this time, "Did you think of anything strange just now?"

Bucky trembled suddenly and said flatteringly: "I was just thinking that your boss is really a lucky man to have such a beautiful servant like you by his side!"

The maid smiled slightly and didn't look at Bucky. She just looked up at the decoration style here.

Bucky quietly broke into a cold sweat at this moment, and rolled his eyes: "Miss Youye, actually there is no need to immobilize these girls when you come here next time. They are already my charming slaves, even if There will be no reaction when I see you... They are just my toys now."

"I'm afraid the next time will be a long time later." Youye shook his head at this time.

Bucky was startled, thought of something, and was shocked: "After a long time? Why...Miss Youye, are you leaving? This is not okay! If you leave, what will I do in the future?"

Youye said calmly: "My master only asked me to be your assistant. Judging from the development of your church, some results have been achieved, and your fanatical believers will also assist you well, so I will I don’t intend to provide you with any free help.”

"This... this..." Bucky frowned, and after weighing it quickly in his mind, he finally nodded helplessly: "Okay then..."

You Ye then continued: "But don't worry, although we will leave here temporarily, we will never leave you without something to buy."

With that said, Youye waved his hand, and then a tablet suddenly appeared in front of Bucky.

Bucky took the next step and looked at Yuye with some confusion.

"It's just specially prepared for you. After you open it, there will be some things that I have calculated that are useful to you. If you want to buy it, just click on it. This tablet will be regarded as belonging to our store. A mobile purchase port."

"So convenient..." Bucky was surprised and began to try to operate the interface of the tablet. He also found that there was a series of numbers in the upper right corner of the screen. Bucky subconsciously counted, "One, ten, hundred, Thousands, ten thousand..."

"No need to count." The maid said calmly: "The number above is the number of faith units you currently have. This tablet is linked to your crown, and it can automatically calculate the amount of your faith units. In addition, you can see now It’s just a price list for general products, and there is also an interface for special products that need to be negotiated separately.”

Bucky fiddled with it for a while, and suddenly found the kind of magical meat he liked to eat on this general product, and immediately clicked on the icon without hesitation.

A box with the purchase quantity actually pops up... The maximum quantity at a time seems to be 99.

Bucky thought for a moment, directly purchased two copies, and then pressed the OK button. In the past, one copy of this thing was sold for 50 units, so there was no problem with two copies for 100 units.

When Bucky finished shopping, a circle of light suddenly appeared above his head, and then two pieces of fresh flesh and blood fell directly. Bucky took it with one hand, and there was a joy on his face, "This is really It’s so convenient!”

But Bucky's face quickly stiffened, and he frowned and said: "Miss Youye, is there a bug in your terminal? Why did I deduct 107 units of faith here? Two copies are obviously only 100 units. ah!"

"What's extra is the delivery fee." Youye looked at Bucky and said coldly: "Bucky, have you ever heard of free delivery service? Or are you dissatisfied with me in any way?"

"No, no! I promise not!" Bucky shook his head quickly.

"It's best if you don't have it." The maid smiled sweetly at this time.

Bucky's breathing was rapid again. It wasn't because he had any thoughts about this beautiful smile, but because he knew very well how terrifying it was behind this woman's smile...

"Okay, let's stop here today and make good use of your mobile terminal. If it breaks, repair fees will also be deducted."

"I know." Bucky nodded.

The maid turned around and left. Bucky breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, before leaving, the maid suddenly turned around and said quickly: "By the way, I forgot to tell you one thing. That is, this terminal is not What is given to you is only rented to you. The monthly rent is eight hundred faith units...then, come on."

Bucky felt something was wrong as he listened, and it wasn't until You Ye left that he realized, "Fuck!! You still need rent!!!"