Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1291
At eight o'clock in the evening, the first car drove rapidly through the suburbs.

In a large area of ​​wasteland, the bulletproof car stopped in front of a hill - the flat ground suddenly began to rise, and what was exposed was a huge steel plate covered with mud and grass - the steel plate was slanted, and this is turned into a special entrance.

Only then did the bulletproof car drive into it... Not far ahead was a rocky mountain.

After 'entering the ground', there are lights and a straight asphalt road. After about 200 meters, there is a huge gate. When the gate is opened, what can be seen is a huge dock built in the mountain. .

There is only one small aircraft with a length of 30 meters... It looks like a fighter plane, and the entire dock seems to be dedicated to this special fighter plane.

A dozen maintenance workers in gray uniforms and hats were working on the huge fighter plane at this moment—the bulletproof car finally stopped at an entrance on the side.

The Prime Minister stepped out of the car in a hurry, when someone greeted him.

Mr. Prime Minister just nodded, and then with a gloomy face, he walked quickly into the entrance—the one who brought people up to greet him was wearing a star uniform... In terms of military rank, he was obviously not low.

"Ready?" The prime minister walked faster and faster.

The officer next to him followed quickly and said quickly, "After receiving your call in 10 minutes, I have already started preparations...but it is still in the adjustment stage, and it is estimated that it will take another hour to achieve the best results." value."

"One hour is too long, try to shorten it." The prime minister frowned and said, "The person who hijacked the queen this time is not a human being. Those old guys from the Knights Agency actually watched the queen being hijacked and left! That old bastard Pukins He even told me that he didn't get it calculated... These guys are still unreliable, we can only rely on ourselves."

While speaking, he and the officer had already taken the elevator, and finally came to a control room - here you can see everything in the dock - all the staff in the control room stood up at the same time, facing the prime minister and saluting.

"Go to work." The Prime Minister waved his hand, then took off his coat, pinched up his sleeves, and at the same time took over the earphones handed over by the staff, "Turn the screen to the adjustment room for me, let me see the pictures of these warriors state!"

"Yes!"

On the console of the front screen, a woman who was also wearing a military uniform tapped her fingers quickly - soon, a set of pictures appeared on the screen.

A picture of the so-called adjustment room.

There are a total of twenty machines, like huge game cabins, and machines that look like CT scans. They are neatly placed in a huge and empty room at this time, and each of these machines is lying on top of each other. Lying on each side were people wearing tight-fitting combat uniforms... either men or women.

They are all very young, seem to be around 20 years old.

"It's really beautiful." The Prime Minister looked at everything on the screen, "This is our own power... [The-Fianna], it's time for this power to be displayed in front of those proud and arrogant knights."

"Mr. Prime Minister, even if the soldiers of the corps have adjusted... But we still don't know where the queen is hiding now?" Although he has great confidence in everything in this base, this officer has no choice but to consider some serious issues at this time. human factor.

"It's okay, I can find the queen's position." Mr. Prime Minister said with confidence: "Okay, as long as this crisis is resolved, then in the future, things in the non-human realm will no longer be exclusive to the knight organization... The ancient glory? This The group has been swaying our old stubborn, it's almost time to consider retirement."

As he said that, the Prime Minister took out a black box about the size of a cigarette pack, looked at the officer and said, "Use this to track the source of the signal, it can help us locate the correct location."

"This is..." The officer was slightly taken aback, as if thinking of something

Could it be that the Prime Minister has been secretly tracking the Queen's movements...a tracker has been installed on her body.

"It's not her." The prime minister waved his hand, "Don't think too much, just do as I say... I don't care about the myth of the end, or the myth of tomorrow, before sunrise tomorrow, I want these thugs to see the dawn again !"

The officer stands at attention and salutes!
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"Very good, very good, so good...Looking at your hair, I think this queen really raises you very well."

In the room, Judas, who has a long beard but has a strong body, is currently holding and teasing the small animal to him - this is indeed Her Majesty's pet.

Only Tip, who is an abandoned disciple of the occult pharmacist, is with me here... This skinny man with glasses stared sullenly at the little thing who seemed not afraid of strangers at all, and wrinkled Frowning, "Judas, when did you become so caring?"

He just glanced at Tip and said casually, "I'm actually the same as you."

"Same as me?" Tip was taken aback.

Judas watched Tip sitting at the table arranging all kinds of bottles and jars, as well as various props, "You mystics need to prepare so many props to fight, you can't be sloppy every time, right? ?”

"Yes, this is common sense." Tip nodded.

Judas said indifferently: "I'm different. I only fight with my fists, so it's enough to keep my inner peace...it makes me calm down."

"Isn't it because you're basically an officer who likes to lick cats and shovel shit?" Tip complained, "At least you should take out your gloves and wipe them down, so that I can feel that you are really preparing for a battle?"

"Why are you so nervous?" Judas shook his head instead, "Although tomorrow is very important, it's not like we haven't experienced life and death... Is it because we were hit by that female secret pharmacist in the theater?"

There was a reason why Tip was so angry that he didn't hesitate to show up - it was related to his past experience. He was framed by his opponent for cheating in the occult pharmacist certification examination of the Magicians Association, and even injured the examiner by mistake. In the end, he was deprived of his permanent qualification to be a occult pharmacist.

In the theater, the female pharmacist said lightly that he didn't even want a pharmacist apprentice, which naturally provoked a thorn in Tip's heart, and he could endure it.

"Hmph..." Tip frowned slightly, "If she dares to show up again, I will definitely let her try my ten secret medicines."

"I advise you not to make extravagant incidents." Judas shook his head, "From the situation in the theater, the couple should not be interested in our affairs... Tip, the world is big, although the leader is very Strong, but there are absolutely no ones who are stronger than him... You have seen that invisible barrier? Even the leader can't break it with a punch with all his strength, and instead hurt himself."

"Maybe it only has the power of defense, and it's just a scumbag of Zhanwu." Tip sneered, "There are so many defensive items...the Magician Association has the [Scorching Sky Covering Seven Circles] called 'Absolute Defense'." Ring]? In addition, I heard that the thirteen clans of vampires also secretly hid the [Blood Glory] used by Cain, the ancestor of vampires, and it is also known as an artifact that is difficult to break through physical attacks."

Judas smiled bitterly and said, "Please, what you're talking about is either a legendary artifact or a priceless secret treasure... If it's so easy for us to meet one, then I should consider buying a lottery ticket before sunrise, maybe I can still win the lottery. Even if I fail tomorrow, I should still be able to enjoy my old age in peace."

"A worthless old thing!"

"Little devil."

In fact, Tip is not very old...Although he looks middle-aged, but because of his long-term dealing with secret medicines, his body has been corroded by a lot of toxins, so he looks much older than normal— —Actually, Tip is only 17 years old this year.

In the world of magicians, he was hailed as the most talented genius in the past century-well, he is really only 17 years old this year.

Bickering... probably also a way to 'relax'.

Suddenly there was the sound of a harmonica playing outside the house... Outside, under a tree, Caesar was sitting on the grass, playing the harmonica, while Catherine was leaning against him.

Looking at the moonlight and the clouds at night.

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When Lancelot woke up, her lips were wet... When she woke up, she found herself lying on the ground with a coat under her body.

It's the one Her Majesty wears.

At this time, the queen was using a wet handkerchief to moisten her lips... She even lay a pillow on the queen's lap.

"Queen... how can I let you?" Lancelot struggled to sit up.

But the queen pressed her body, blinked and said: "Look, child, now you are not even as strong as an old woman like me, why are you trying to be brave?"

"But?" Lancelot opened his mouth.

The queen smiled and said: "I participated in wars when I was young. Although it is only a women's support group, I still have some experience in taking care of injuries...Although I haven't done it for many years, it's just a little rusty. Your right hand It looks like a serious fracture... Did they cause it? I can only fix it for you, after all, the conditions here are really limited."

Lancelot struggled to lift his arm, and two wooden bars were wrapped with cloth strips on his arms—obviously, the wooden bars were removed from the wooden chair.

"No..." Lancelot shook his head.

The right hand was broken, and it happened even earlier... A day ago, holding the "Lake of Indestructibility" in his right hand, he slashed straight from the blow of the most powerful knight in legend, Farrell, not only the sword was broken, The force of the shock also directly broke the hand bone.

Thinking of the 'Lake of Indestructibility', she thought of being deprived of the power of inheritance... Her eyes couldn't help but look sad.

"It seems..." The queen looked down at her at this moment, and said softly, "You guys have really worked hard in places I can't see."

"I... I lost my knight's power."

At this moment, Her Majesty covered her eyes with her palm, and said slowly: "Now, the darkness you see is only temporary. When I let go of my palm, light will appear in your eyes again. In front of me. But I don't want it to appear right away, you know why."

"Why..." she asked subconsciously.

The queen said: "Because the darkness can calm you down, and you can't see your own cowardice...so, you can cry as much as you want. But when the light appears, you need to be ready...children. "

Lancelot said nothing.

It's just that the queen can feel the moisture in the palm of her hand.

At this moment, outside the stone chamber, the sound of a musical instrument, the sound of a harmonica...Her Majesty recognized it.

The palm of her left hand was still covering Lancelot's eyes, but at this moment her right hand was holding something... a black card.

This was given to her before she left when she met that respectable and terrible teacher in the theater.

——Little Elizabeth, if you encounter something that cannot be solved, just make a wish on this card, and the teacher will appear.But accordingly, you have to pay something precious.

"teacher……"

Her Majesty was lost in thought.

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When I came out of another theater, it was already more than ten minutes after [-]:[-] p.m. — I didn’t see the complete [Turandot], but the owner of the club and the maid duo managed to finish watching the famous The [Phantom of the Opera].

The weather this month is still very cold on the streets of the foggy city.

Many passers-by were wrapped in clothes and walked in the wind—of course, for the boss and the maid, it didn't mean to feel the cold.

Elegance is elegance... Miss Maid's outfit for going out today.

But isn't it relatively thin?
"Owner?"

Suddenly, the maid felt cold—the kind of cold that she felt personally—she hadn’t remembered such a feeling when she was weak and small.

If she can make her body feel nothing, it will become like this. I am afraid that there is only her own master in the world.

"I suddenly discovered that the stronger the strength, the more interesting things I can't feel." Luo Qiu just smiled, then took the maid's hands, put them on his lips, and breathed hot air.

Rubbing lightly, to bring in the heat.

"For example, like this." Luo Qiu smiled and said, "Do you think I'm too bad?"

"It can... be worse for me."

Luo Qiu smiled and said nothing, but took off his coat and put it on the maid lady... Although it seemed a bit loose, there were many similar situations on the streets.

Those lovers who are passionately in love are probably like this.

The street was very lively, and the maid in the master's coat leaned against Luo Qiu, carrying a handbag, walking silently with her head bowed.

The pair then stopped in front of a performance by street artists.

It's a band playing on the street... The reason Boss Luo stopped was because he saw a former guest.

"It's Mr. Cheng, so he came here to study music." The maid looked at it with a little surprise.

The oriental youth who is holding a guitar, playing and singing.

He was playing and singing in the crowd, wearing a peaked cap, playing and singing [remember-me] by himself.

Luo Qiu smiled at this time and said: "He has something that belongs to him..."

(End of this chapter)