Trafford’s Trading Club

In fact, Bucky felt that his cooking skills had improved a lot recently, especially in frying steaks, which was even more rapid.

Because most of the time the meat bought from the maid is raw - even though he couldn't stop eating raw meat, Bucky, who was used to enjoying it, thought for a moment, why not make his experience better?

Although the maid will leave, doesn’t she have a club pad on hand? Everything that can be purchased can still be purchased, it's just that there is an extra delivery fee. Bucky, who has gradually become richer, does not feel real heartache.

On the contrary, through this mobile terminal, he could avoid too much contact with the black maid, and Bucky even felt relieved.

Bucky was in a very good mood at this moment. After the maid left, he went directly into his private kitchen, turned on the stove fire, and then put a piece of cut meat into the pan while humming a little tune. , while starting to cook this unusually delicious food.

Sprinkling salt - After sprinkling some salt grains on the meat in a very coquettish manner, Bucky suddenly twisted his waist, then raised his hand, and the meat steak on the pan was immediately thrown away, but turned over, and then Fall again.

Continue to behave like a slut and sprinkle some salt.

But at this moment, the phone next to him rang, but Bucky did not move, still concentrating on cooking his own delicious food - because one of the beautiful girls who had been waiting in the kitchen came out at this moment, and The phone came to Bucky's side and was placed thoughtfully next to his ear.

"Oh... Besson, what's the matter?" Bucky asked casually.

Bucky likes Mr. Besson more and more - of course, Bucky likes Mr. Besson's enchanting wife even more.

Although there are more and more people willing to sacrifice themselves recently, Bucky even feels like he is too busy - but he still occasionally meets Mr. Besson's wife for a friendly competition of life.

"Meeting someone?" Bucky was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Oh...I remember, I promised...are we already here? Well, let them wait for a while, I will come over later. .”

After that, Bucky continued to fry the steak while thinking about something - the person who came to visit this time was called Saint Fran. He seemed to be a doctor with double qualifications who had returned from abroad, and he seemed to have some financial resources. I heard from Besson that Dr. St. Franc seems to have the idea to participate in this year's presidential election, and has had private contacts with the heads of multiple parties, but has not yet determined which party he will run as.

With the secret help of Mr. Offee, an important member of the country, the Baki Cult has developed rapidly... If even the future President...!

"Ha ha!"

Bucky laughed out loud happily, feeling that he had simply reached the pinnacle of his life!

"Girls, get ready, let's go meet the guests!"

Bucky put out the fire and opened his hands. The two beautiful girls beside him immediately took off their aprons for him, while the third beautiful girl carefully put the fried steak into a plate. among.

But Bucky's good mood was as fast as eating an expired French snail, even though his favorite 'magic meat' was right in front of him.

…

Bucky, who was sitting in front of the table with a white scarf around his neck, opened his hands, and the maids brought him knives and forks, and took off half of the mask on his face to make it easier for him to eat.

However, when the knife had just cut off a small piece, Mr. Besson had already brought today's guest to Bucky.

"Sorry, I was just busy with something."

Although he is now the 'Messenger of God', Bucky will still show humility to strangers who have not yet joined the club.

"It's okay. I'm interrupting you. I didn't know you were dining. In fact, I can continue to wait." The same polite voice said.

But the sound made Bucky feel like he was being crawled by a poisonous snake - Bucky slowly turned his head and looked at the guy who was led in by Besson from the door, the so-called Dr. St. Franco!

What the hell is he talking about, isn’t Brother Ming, the man with whom he was imprisoned for playing with women? ?

"Hello, Mr. Messenger of God." Saint Fran looked at the 'Messenger of God' in front of him, then quickly put his hand on his chest and bowed slightly, "It's an honor to meet you. .”

It doesn't seem to be Bucky... There is a lot of difference in body shape - this 'Messenger of God' gives him the feeling of being strong, but when his prison brothers reunited at the opera house last time, Bucky was obviously drunk and seduced. The puffy appearance of an empty body.

Saint Fran did not raise his head after bowing half of his body - this was some etiquette taught to him by Mr. Besson after he came in, saying that the majesty of the 'Messenger of God' cannot be seen by mortals casually. If there is no God The envoy's promise was that he was not allowed to look up.

St. Franco did as he was told and came in with him, as did Kesni, who had been carefully dressed up.

Bucky was screaming in the middle of the scene. When he saw this old friend he had been hanging out with again, he really had the urge to go up and give this girl a kick in the crotch!

At that time, he escaped from the theater and originally planned to go back to his base camp. Who knew that there was civil strife in the base camp and he was directly killed. If he hadn't been hiding some unknown secrets (between him and Lucifer, the Queen of Hell) contract), I'm afraid it's really going to be gg.

And all this is because of Brother Ming, this rebellious boy!

"Messenger? Messenger?" Mr. Besson suddenly called softly next to Bucky.

Only then did Bucky come back to his senses and heard Mr. Besson whisper from the side: "Messenger, this Mr. Saint-France came here with sincerity, do you think?"

"Yeah, I got it." Bucky nodded now.

Only then did Mr. Besson stand up and clear his throat: "Mr. Saint-France, please raise your head now. The envoy has given permission to continue meeting with you."

"Thank you very much." Saint Franco looked up with a smile.

But the 'Messenger of God' stopped looking at him, and slowly began to eat his steak, as if he was leaving the person alone.

Saint-France didn't mind either - he never lacked patience, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hide in prison and study several different majors to enrich himself.

Saint-Fran stood aside quietly, his respectful look almost comparable to that of Mr. Besson. .

"I heard from Besson that you have asked to see me several times." Bucky was already halfway through his meal before he suddenly stopped and asked, "Why do you want to see me?"

"I want to see the power of miracles." Saint Fran explained his purpose very directly.

"Oh? The power of miracles?"

Bucky put down his knife and fork at this moment. The maid beside him quickly brought a brand new napkin and wiped his lips for him. Then he said calmly: "I heard from Besson that you are a doctor with double degrees and a highly intellectual person." .What, you don’t believe in science?”

"I believe in science, and I also believe in miracles." Saint Fran replied calmly at this time: "Because I believe that miracles are also a kind of science. A discipline that we humans have not been able to analyze so far. But all things exist It must have a meaning, so instead of saying why we believe in miracles, it’s better to say why we don’t believe in miracles.”

"That's a very interesting answer." Bucky smiled... What the hell is this, so hard to pronounce?

"Thank you for your appreciation." Saint Fran smiled modestly.

This even made Bucky wonder if this girl was really the Ming brother he knew, or... was this actually Ming Ge's twin brother?

No, no, no, the key members of the Imperial Headquarters all knew each other very well. If Brother Ming had twin brothers, he wouldn't have heard anything about it.

"Well... you want to see a miracle. Actually, it's not impossible." Bucky stood up now.

The maids also untied the napkin from his collar. At this time, St. Fran suddenly looked at Bucky's neck. There was a small pendant tied up with a black rope.

——This is the key to activating the nuclear warhead, and it’s on my body!

Recalling that moment at the opera house, when Roger attracted himself and Moriah, and showed the key unscrupulously, St. Franco's pupils suddenly shrank.

Why here?

No... this person is definitely Bucky. Even if he is not, he is still a guy who has a close relationship with Bucky - and the other person knows that he is coming.

But why did this messenger of God carry the key with him without concealing it at all, as if he was not afraid of others knowing at all...

No, it’s not that he’s not afraid that others will know, but he’s afraid that even he himself doesn’t know!

"Is there something on me?" Bucky felt that something was wrong with Brother Ming... St. Fran.

St. Franco smiled quickly at this time and said: "No, I am just a little surprised. Because I originally thought that the 'Messenger of God' might be a frail old man, but now when I look at it, I really didn't expect that your body, the messenger, is so strong. "

"Really?" Bucky smiled proudly, while inhaling, tightening his abdomen and raising his chest, "Many people said the same thing about me."

"The messenger just said that it is not impossible for me to see real miracles..." Saint Franco took the opportunity to ask questions and took two steps closer, "Excuse me..."

But he was quickly stopped by the maid next to Bucky.

"I'm sorry, I was really too excited. If there is any offense, please forgive me." Saint Fran retreated to his original position apologetically.

It is indeed the right key, exactly the same, I saw it right just now... Saint Fran thought to himself.

"If you want to see it, then show me your piety!" Bucky suddenly said in a deep voice: "The glory of our Lord will only shine on those believers who praise and love Him day and night. them."

St. Franco was not too surprised by this answer - because in his opinion, the church itself was suspected of making money crazily. It's just that he has never been able to figure out how the believers could voluntarily donate so much when this kind of church didn't even happen to have a clear eye.

But Mr. Besson had a different reaction - because he knew that the messengers basically came up to directly bless those who wanted to join the club, allowing them to directly experience the power of God?

"Of course!" St. Franco smiled slightly at this time, "However, today's preparation is really a bit inadequate. How about this? Messenger, in order to show my respect for you, I plan to hold a banquet at my home. I will definitely show you my pious heart at that time.”

"Banquet?" Bucky asked curiously, "What kind of banquet is it?"

St. Fran looked at Kesni beside him and said: "It's my daughter's birthday dinner. In two days, she will be twenty years old. Oh, I'm thinking, if my daughter can experience the greatness of miracles on her birthday , then she will be happy throughout her life. I hope the messenger can grant my little wish."

Hearing what Saint Fran said, Bucky looked at the girl next to him carefully.

Almost at the first sight, Bucky was somewhat attracted by Kesni's beauty, which was softened by enchantment and lightness, like a white rose with thorns.

It is obvious that she has been carefully dressed up and made up, and her eyes are distant, which is very able to arouse the curiosity of men. .

"Is this your daughter?" Bucky asked slowly... He remembered that although there are many women in this group, they have always been non-marriage-because Brother Ming once said before that some descendants Time is a stumbling block in the road.

"Her name is Kesni, she is my adopted daughter, Mr. Messenger." Saint Fran smiled.

Bucky nodded, while debating in his mind whether to attend the banquet or not. Because he really knows the essence of this guy Ming Ge who is transformed into Dr. St. Fran - this guy's banquet is always a banquet without a good banquet.

But, after so many years, this guy has always looked arrogant in front of me. When have I ever seen such a docile brother Ming!

Bucky felt as if he had eaten ice cream on a July day. He felt refreshed both physically and mentally. Besides, he still had a club pad in his hand. At most, he had to buy a few life-saving things. If he just left it, it would be listed in the general merchandise list. Above, there are also many treasures worth buying.

So, it seems that there is no need to be timid at all...

"Mr. Messenger, what do you think?" St. Fran asked still gracefully at this time.

Bucky cleared his throat and said: "Your invitation to me is very good, Mr. St. Franc. But I can't agree to you now... Of course, I am happy to give my blessing to this beautiful Miss Cosney. It's really a blessing." It’s because I’m too busy with my mundane duties...right? If I can make it there, I’ll let Besson contact you as soon as possible.”

"That's really great!" St. Fran nodded very gratefully.

…

…

After leaving this luxurious manor and getting into the car, the smile on St. Fran's face gradually faded, and then he unbuttoned his collar.

Kesini said at this time: "This is the so-called messenger of God. He doesn't seem to have much ability, and his ideas are very greedy. I can smell his vulgarity even from a distance."

St. Fran said calmly at this time: "Did you see the so-called believers in this manor along the way?"

Kesni nodded.

"This messenger is not that simple." St. Fran shook his head: "Otherwise, the believers in these manors would not be like that. It is as if they can die for their own gods immediately."

Kesni fell silent.

St. Franco suddenly said: "If he comes over at the banquet in two days, help me get something from him... No matter what, you can use any method, but you can't let him find it. I still I’m not sure who is behind him and what his intentions are.”

Any means...?

Kesni nodded.