Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 78: dusk

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"What? Osmond?"

Master Kista of the Ceausescu family slapped the table angrily like a mad bull.

At present, the lawyer who was bought off early is saying some information that is difficult for him to accept.

"Mr. Kista, this is indeed Master Jonathan's last will, and it will be announced after his legal death."

"No! He's just the offspring of an eloped daughter! He's a stain on the Ceausescu family, how could he inherit 90% of the Ceausescu family's inheritance!"

"Mr. Kista, Mr. Jonathan has completed the project of the will under my witness." The lawyer shook his head at this moment and said: "The will needs to be kept secret, and I told you that it has violated my professionalism... Please, Kista Sir, don’t tell others that I told you this, just take it as my reward for your help.”

After the lawyer finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

Kista sat down again, unable to calm down. Although Ceausescu's heirs are not necessarily direct relatives, which has happened no less than once in the past traditions, he thinks he is the best among the heirs of this generation.

"It was actually given to a bastard..." Kista gritted his teeth.

The young talented man's face was as ferocious as a poisonous snake.

"Yes, you contributed a lot to the Ceausescu family, but in the end you only got 10% of the wealth... and it was shared equally with everyone else. Your grandfather is really partial."

At some point, a young woman's voice came from the balcony of the room. Kista turned to look.

Wearing a black robe, even a black robe can't hide that plump body... a woman dressed as a nun.

"nun?"

This is the room on the fourth floor of the castle. Kista really can't figure out how this woman appeared on the terrace... Maybe she hid herself before she entered the room, and even eavesdropped on the conversation between herself and the lawyer

"Mr. Kista, it doesn't matter who I am..." The nun paused and said softly, "The important thing is, don't you want to get the wealth of the Ceausescu family?"

"Who the hell are you?"

Looking at the woman who suddenly appeared strangely, and she was dressed like a nun—the nun didn't lead people to be good, but was here to discuss the inheritance of a big family? What are you kidding

"Mr. Kista, don't you want to know the true criteria of the Ceausescu family for judging the heir?"

"You..." Kista frowned.

He keeps exercising all the year round, and also learns western boxing. He thinks he is a young and strong person, and he is not afraid of this petite woman. He squinted at the nun in front of him: "...know what?"

"Then it started a long, long time ago..." There was a slight smile on the face that only showed the lower half of it, "an ancient legend."

"It seems that the original Patriarch must have loved his wife deeply, right?"

Speaking of the source of the Ceausescu family's seal, Luo Qiu said with a sigh, but he immediately remembered another thing, "Isn't it because the Impaler became a vampire because he once made a wish in a past club?"

"certainly."

Luo Qiu frowned and said: "In Western legends, vampires are immortal... Isn't this debt never to be recovered?"

You Ye said: "Vampires live on blood, and they have to obey their bloodthirsty instincts, so they can theoretically survive forever. That's why the Impaler needs to be sealed, isn't it?"

Luo Qiu was stunned.

He suddenly understood something.

No matter how much blood the cruel Impaler swallowed because of the war and how powerful he became, if he was dismembered and his body was separated, how many years later... he would still starve to death, right

"Behind the group who killed Duke Piercing back then... was there any shadow of the club?" Luo Qiu asked suddenly.

"The former master didn't say that." You Ye smiled and said: "So You Ye dare not guess... But you know one thing."

"What is it?"

"The wife who was head of the Ceausescu family would not be tempted innocently." You Ye said indifferently: "Among the twenty-one surviving black soul envoys, there is an envoy who is on vacation and came to Pass through this old castle."

The new manager of the club was silent for a while.

It endowed the Impaler with the great power of immortality.

It may have been behind the event that the Impaler was killed and dismembered.

A black soul messenger once came to the castle...

The wife of the head of the Ceausescu family was tempted and secretly drank the blood of the impaler, causing tragedy.

Ceausescu's successor rules passed down from generation to generation...

There will always be a day when the Impaler will die due to weakness, and before that, the club can continue to obtain the souls traded from the Ceausescu family members to seal the devil.

Perhaps this is the tip of the iceberg among the countless dark sides of the club's past

Luo Qiu suddenly shook his head and said emotionally: "The former boss is really good at doing business."

But You Ye asked: "Master, do you think something is wrong?"

Luo Qiu shook his head again, and said indifferently: "It's nothing, I just feel that the novice teaching came a little early...but it's better to be early."

You Ye smiled and said nothing.

Luo Qiu looked at the ancient castle thoughtfully at this moment, and suddenly said: "Who is that guy jumping around in the ancient castle?"

You Ye said: "Probably the members of the Black Order... they are really good. It seems that after hundreds of years of recuperation, they have recovered a lot."

Black... Priest.

In the evening, there was a light rain.

Mr. Jonathan of the Ceausescu's family suddenly became anxious for all the young people of this generation - young people under the age of thirty.

With the support of the old housekeeper, the gray-haired Mr. Jonathan led eleven young people from the family to the courtyard between the east and west wings quietly.

They passed through the flower fence and came to an ancient well in the middle of the rose wall maze.

The butler took an ancient key from Mr. Jonathan and walked to the edge of the ancient well. He groped around the shaft of the ancient well, and finally pulled out a brick, revealing a keyhole.

When the key is inserted and twisted, a sound like a millstone turning can be heard.

The ancient well in front of me suddenly split from the middle, and then opened to both sides, only to hear Mr. Jonathan say in an indifferent voice at the same time: "Go in, everyone... the successor, I will be inside, and among you Pick it out."

The mysterious scene in front of them caused hesitation on the faces of everyone, but it was more about the longing for the huge wealth of the Ceausescu family.

Kista frowned.

Osmond is not here... Jonathan didn't call Osmond!