Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 442: If there are widows, there will naturally be scoundrels, this is the imperial order!

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The minute hand of the ancient pendulum clock at the club had just passed a little more than a circle, and Su Zijun, the boss and guest who had been far away, had reappeared.

The boss is still the same boss, but the guest who came back again, his face is not as good-looking as when he first came.

It's like a pressure cooker that is cooking something, and it exudes an aura of: I'm going to explode... all the time.

Su Zijun suddenly murmured and said: "It is impossible to take out 300 billion evil souls! This is just an excuse that you can't do. You can buy everything... It really is a bluff."

Luo Qiu just smiled and didn't say anything about this obviously aggressive words, and it was the second time. He didn't intend to respond at all, "Miss Zijun, it's still early, do you want to sit down and have something to drink?"

"No need." Su Zijun glared at Luo Qiu, and strode towards the door.

Seeing Su Zijun leave, You Ye came to the boss, and said with some regret: "Oh, I just made a drink that looks like blood, and I plan to let Miss Zijun taste it."

"Can this be called out too?" Luo Qiu asked curiously.

You Ye smiled and said: "I'll just try it. The traditional method is a bit difficult, but if you use molecular cooking technology, you can do it."

"Um… "

Just received a large transaction fee of 22,000 evil souls, which is indeed a large transaction fee, the boss is naturally in a good mood.

Having nothing to do, Luo Qiu came over and said with interest: "Let's cook, you can help me today, but don't laugh at me."

Long Xiruo was starting to mend her part of the seal at the second seal point. Just halfway through the process, she saw Su Zijun walking towards him with a frowning expression on his face.

"Didn't you say you have to go for at least four or five days? How did you come back?"

Long Xiruo stopped and asked curiously.

However, Su Zijun found a rock, propped himself up and sat on it, and offended people when he opened his mouth: "Old woman, have you ever dealt with that profiteer? I mean, have you ever done business?"

Long Xiruo originally planned to chat with Su Zijun, but when she heard this, she frowned and said, "Why are you asking this?"

Su Zijun glanced at Long Xiruo, and said abruptly: "That profiteer said that if he has the ability, he can open Penglai."

On the contrary, Long Xiruo seemed to be in denial...but more surprised, "Penglai is just a legend!"

Su Zijun said indifferently: "It is said that the first true dragon of Kyushu was born in Penglai. According to legend, Xuanyuan of Kyushu also came from Penglai. There is also a legend that the immortal is in Penglai."

"It's a legend after all."

Long Xiruo finally started again and continued to mend the seal, but he said: "For countless years, because of this legend, countless people have died and disappeared. Why bother to go to such lengths for such illusory things... Instead of spending those unnecessary You might as well care about the little guy below, what did you do to her?"

"It's nothing." Su Zijun said indifferently, "I'll fatten her up, can't I?"

Long Xiruo didn't say anything... She knew Su Zijun's bad character better than anyone else, so she shook her head and said, "Try not to provoke that place. I feel that that place is far more complicated than you and I imagined. .”

"I have my own measure." Su Zijun replied indifferently, then looked at somewhere in the corner of the cave, frowned and said, "What is that?"

Long Xiruo didn't look at it either, and said casually: "The thing that sneaked up on me last time, I was busy repairing the seal, so I didn't care. I'll deal with it later."

It was a huge pile of rotting flesh.

Su Zijun remembered that scene, after the huge meat ball succeeded in attacking Long Xiruo, the old woman fought back and killed it, almost cutting off half of its body, and then the river poured in.

"There should be another one, right?" Su Zijun walked in and looked at it... But the pile of rotten meat was too ugly, and Su Zijun quickly avoided it with a look of disgust.

"I don't know, it must have been washed away by the river." Long Xiruo said indifferently, "It's probably dead, I didn't feel its breath."

Su Zijun sniffed suddenly, "There is no smell of this thing nearby... But it was made by Xiang Liu, let me ask. This time he also found a cooperator, so I must ask clearly, the land of China is not just let it go. coveted place."

"When did you become so active?" Long Xiruo looked at Su Zijun in surprise.

Su Zijun said indifferently: "Although Xiangliu has subdued the law, his co-workers also sneaked up on me. I haven't settled this account yet."

"Okay, you go." Long Xiruo also knew Su Zijun's petty vengeance and shook his head, "I'll go back to the hospital after I've repaired this place."

Before Su Zijun left, she glanced at the pile of rotten meat. She had noticed the existence of this pile of rotten meat since she came in.

As for postponing the topic about it here, it is naturally because: Su Zijun wants to use a reason that can handle Long Xiruo to go to the depths of the spiritual vein to meet Xiangliu.

While super fierce, she is also a scheming girl.

The sound of the TV.

Show off the magic, Domi, transform! ! Force u force u force u!

"Xiao Zhi, lower your voice!"

"Got it, Mom!"

Xiao Zhi held the remote control in both hands, pressed the volume down button with some baby fingers, stared at the TV intently, but at the same time asked: "Mom, what's for dinner?"

"It's still early, after I finish grinding these soybeans, you can watch TV for a while!" San'er stopped and wiped his sweat.

The tofu shop in this small town is not big, the front is open for business, and the back is where people live.

"Give three yuan tofu."

Suddenly there was a shouting sound in front of the store, and San'er turned around with a smile, "Three yuan, right, okay..."

But the smiling San'er soon became the non-smiling San'er. He just lowered his head, quickly cut three yuan worth of tofu, packed it in banana leaves, tied it with a straw rope, and put it on the table. "Three dollars."

I saw that the man shouting to buy tofu was a man in his thirties, about 1.75 meters tall, and a bit strong.

The man didn't say anything, he just took out his wallet and took out the change, and also extended his hand.

San'er reached out to pick it up, but found that the man held the money tightly, and he didn't intend to let go.

Not only did he not intend to let go, but the man then reached out and grabbed San'er's palm brazenly, "Tsk tsk, the back of this hand is so slippery! It's like tofu, but ah, this palm is covered with calluses, isn't it?"

"You, you let go! You... what are you doing!" San'er withdrew his palm vigorously, and stared fiercely at this man... the famous rascal in this town.

"Xiao San'er, no one told you, do you look good when you stare at people?"

"You put the money here, I'm going to close the door!" San'er didn't want to say more, and quickly started packing up the store to pull the shutters here.

But when the gate was only halfway pulled out, the man stretched out his hand to block it, "Don't worry, let's talk again, hasn't the sun set yet?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about!" San'er tugged on the brake switch vigorously, only to find that he was unable to move it.

"Then do something else, don't chat..." The man squinted his eyes and smiled, "There are still many things to do when the sun goes down."

"Zhang Kun, can you go... If you don't go, I'll call the police station!" San'er hid far away.

"Are you calling my brother-in-law?" Zhang Kun smiled and said, "No need, we both finished drinking at noon."

After speaking, Zhang Kun walked directly into the tofu shop, and said with an evil smile: "San'er, you really don't think about it? You see, you are a little woman with a child of a few years old, and your life is very good Bitter, right? Why don’t you follow me.”

"Zhang Kun, you go... please go!" San'er's face became anxious, "I... I'm going to call someone!"

"What are you shouting for?" Zhang Kun said with a sneer, "Are you a widow who started hooking up with men again? I think it is! You haven't had a man for two or three years, so you must be unbearable!"

"You... you spurted blood!!"

"Mother!"

At this time, Xiaozhi came out. The little girl heard the voice and walked out naturally. Just looking at Zhang Kun in front of him, he shrank back in fear.

"Oh, little squeak."

Zhang Kun smiled immediately, and immediately hugged Xiao Zhi, "Look, uncle, I haven't seen you for a few days, isn't it beautiful again?"

"Zhang Kun! Let her go!! Let her go!!"

"Didn't I just take a look? What are you in a hurry for? I don't eat people!" Zhang Kun said, "Xiao Zhi, uncle will take you to eat delicious food, okay?"

Seeing that San'er was about to rush up to snatch his daughter back... It seemed that Zhang Kun also wished for San'er's behavior, but at this moment, the table in front of the tofu shop suddenly rang a few times.

Someone knocked here a few times and said, "Is there still selling here?"

Standing in front of the door was a downcast man, a head taller than Zhang Kun...a foreign man. (.)