Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1945 Domineering and... Countdown

But this killer cleaner who appeared suddenly was beyond the imagination of the Song family guards. Even though they had sealed off every floor in time, they still failed to catch the killer cleaner.

Not only was he not caught, but the guards on three floors had already been knocked down along the way.

The surveillance even lost the trace of this cleaner... Fortunately, there were no other guests in the Song Dynasty Hotel at this time, otherwise it would have probably caused a commotion.

at this time.

In the cleaning room on a certain floor, he was frowning to clean the stains on his body.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that he would miss because of such a thing.

"The last time I was hit by a car that drove out suddenly, but this time..." He couldn't help frowning greatly, "The next time someone tells me that Dimensional Watchers are born orphans, who died prematurely due to many disasters, I will At once……"

The more I thought about it, the more uncomfortable it became, and I was actually vomited all over by a woman's vomit... The smell of alcoholic fermentation couldn't be washed away.

Humph.

He snorted coldly, and after casually changing into a new cleaner's uniform, he opened the door and walked out.

Unexpectedly, in the corridor, there stood a young man wearing only a pair of loose trousers, barefoot and shirtless... His gaze contained murderous intent.

"It seems that you are very confident in yourself." He chuckled and walked out slowly, "The other bodyguards are not fully armed, at least a few of them are together."

Song Haoran approached expressionlessly.

The cleaner killer shook his head, and immediately reached out to take out his hand - in his hand was a black pistol... It was probably snatched from the Song family's guards on the way out.

"The power of this toy is not bad." The cleaner killer narrowed his eyes at this time.

He has almost never used this kind of thing, but with his ability and control over his body... he wants to shoot accurately, but it's just a matter of thought.

The trigger is pulled.

Unexpectedly, however, there was no gunshot... The cleaner killer frowned subconsciously, and then had to throw out the pistol he had seized—it was out of bullets.

"You're lucky." He looked at Song Haoran approaching and said indifferently.

"It's more than good." Song Haoran said indifferently: "My Song family has always been lucky... Our luck dares to make our enemies despair."

The cleaner killer chuckled, "I have seen countless lucky people, but this kind of people always die faster, because they consume all the luck they should have in their lives at a very high speed... I can't catch Song Ying tonight , it seems good to catch you, at least it can be used as a replacement."

After finishing speaking, as soon as he got short, he took a very strange step, really slow but fast... quickly shot at Song Haoran!
Song Haoran didn't move at all, he didn't even put on the airs that martial arts should have, just quietly watched the cleaner killer rushing towards him!
Between the lightning and the flint, a strong light passed through the window in the corridor and directly shot in.

Accompanied by the emergence of strong light, there is even the sound of propeller roaring!

The killer cleaner's eyes were fixed at this moment, and he frowned subconsciously - he recognized what was outside the window of the Song Dynasty Hotel at this time!
It was a...helicopter!

It wasn't just the helicopter, four gunmen stood directly inside the hatch opened by the helicopter, and one of them even had a machine gun out!
"You..." He was suddenly furious.

"Do you know what revenge is?" Song Haoran showed a cold-blooded smile on his face: "The so-called revenge should naturally be all-consuming, unscrupulous, reckless... repay a thousand times!"

Sweep!

Bang bang bang bang bang—! ! !
A machine gun, plus three rifles, the bullets crazily strafed the hotel's exterior walls and glass windows like a torrent... I didn't care about the damage, I just knew that the gunshots were like New Year's firecrackers, especially loud !

It wasn't until the outer walls of this section of the floor were beaten into a hornet's nest, and the glass shards covered the floor, that the shooting stopped!
Song Haoran walked slowly in the gunpowder smoke, stepped on the glass slag with bare feet, and came to a man covered in blood... that killer cleaner!

He has not fallen down at this moment, but his body is already full of holes.

"You don't fall down like this, and you can still endure the pain. It seems that you are also extraordinary." Song Haoran said indifferently: "That's just right, I can still play with you... I didn't intend to interrogate you, but you gave me this chance I will cherish it very much.”

A ball was shot directly from the helicopter outside the wall at this time... The shot ball instantly exploded a large white net, directly wrapping the blood-covered cleaner killer.

Then several floor guards rushed out from behind and pinned the cleaner killer to the ground.

Even at this moment, this bloody killer still had amazing strength, and the guards couldn't even suppress him with strength.

Song Haoran snorted coldly, directly fetched two high-voltage electric batons, and thrust them into the guy's chest.

Like an electric fish, it shocked the cleaner killer until his entire body trembled...but it took a full 2 ​​minutes to shock him until he passed out.

"Young master, how to deal with this guy?"

Song Haoran gave the guard a cold look, "How do you deal with the person who wants to assassinate Sakura...you have always dealt with it, do you need to ask me?"

"However, this may be a transcendence, I'm afraid..."

"If you want to attack my Song family, I will kill Chaofan too!"

"Okay! I'm also worrying that I haven't chopped off Chaofan's hands and feet. I just have a chance!"

A bloodthirst flashed in the guard's eyes.

How can I forget that the Song family's village has always produced desperate mercenaries who are active on the modern battlefield.

"Clean up the things here." Song Haoran waved his hand: "I'll go and see Sakura, and I'll interrogate this guy myself later."

"Young master, the Daoist sect and the administration?"

"I'll handle it."

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"Secretary Song, I don't remember that in your report, there was a statement about carrying these powerful weapons! You seem to have overdone it, right?"

In a reception room of the hotel, Song Haoran was indifferently looking at the two bureaucrats who had heard the news.

The area where the accident occurred was not where the Authority was stationed.

The Song Dynasty Hotel occupies a rather large area... A group of seniors from the Daomen Association were arranged to live in a more inner and quieter area.

But when something happened, it was impossible for there to be no movement at all—especially when Song Haoran used such a modern weapon in an exaggerated manner.

It's one thing to just react, but they didn't expect Song Haoran to solve the matter so quickly.

"These weapons are all the private property of the Taoist Association." Song Haoran said indifferently: "As the secretary of the association, I have the responsibility to protect the safety of the senior members of the association."

"But this attack doesn't seem to be aimed at the association's experts, Secretary Song?"

"Perhaps the attacker just touched the wrong place." Song Haoran said casually, "Who knows... Besides, I have followed your administration's order and replaced the guards with yours. People got in, didn't they? If you can rely on me, maybe the person lying on the ground is me."

"Song Haoran!"

"Remember, I represent the Taoist Association." Song Haoran said expressionlessly, "If you really want to be held accountable, please send someone who is qualified... It's getting late, you two, please go back."

"We can leave, and you can talk about the use of heavy weapons later, but I hope you can hand over the killer you caught!"

"Of course, I will leave the killer to you tomorrow." Song Haoran smiled slightly: "Tomorrow, before sunrise."

"Song Haoran, how dare you!"

"I won't talk nonsense with you."

The young master of the Song family chuckled softly, looked at the bureau agent in front of him, and said suddenly: "You know who I am, then you should know what I have on hand. If I remember correctly, you should be from Hunyuan Qi Dao Sect, right? Your sect still owes me a favor, do you want me to use it now?"

"You...you! Arrogant and domineering, arrogant...it's simply unreasonable, unreasonable!"

Slip away.

The remaining agent from the Administration Bureau had no choice but to smile bitterly and said, "Secretary Song, I hope you can do what you say. Hand over the attacker before sunrise."

He also couldn't get tough with Song Haoran—originally, most of the agents sent by the Shenzhou Administration Bureau to defend the Song Dynasty Hotel were disciples of those sects from the Taoist Association.

As for him, there was an elder of the sect living in the hotel of the Song Dynasty at this time - one side was the regulations of the management bureau, and the other was the elders of the sect, and he was only in a dilemma when he resisted.

How can there be such a guy who has such unfathomable luck that most of the Taoist monsters in the entire Shenzhou owe their lives?

I'm afraid this guy saved the galaxy in his previous life.

"When the time comes, I will naturally offer my hands."

"But this matter...especially the weapons you carried privately, I will still report it...I hope you can understand that I am just following the rules."

"Of course, I will also hand over the weapons used this time to you."

"alright."

Knowing that Song Haoran's attitude is completely perfunctory, even if he handed over the weapons this time, with the Song family's wealth, wouldn't there be more?

He was too lazy to stay here at this time, so he said some polite words and left directly.

There are still a few hours before the summit will begin... If there is another attack at this time, he will really be unable to escape the guilt. He has to go back to the area where the senior masters of the Daomen Association live and send more defenses.

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"How's Sakura?"

Song Haoran came to the door of Song Ying's room.

"Miss Sakura must have been a little frightened. Besides, she was still drunk and fell asleep again... Maybe she won't have any impression of what happened just now after waking up."

"This is the best." Song Haoran nodded.

He walked into the room, covered Song Ying with the quilt himself, and after being with him for a while, he went out and said calmly: "From now on, call three more snipers... I want the sniper's aim. With the weapon, it sweeps across every person around Sakura."

"I'll arrange it right away."

"What about that guy?"

"It has been sent to the basement."

"Three hours is enough."

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Perception is recovering little by little, but this is definitely not a good feeling.

Cleaner Killer... He slowly raised his head, and what he saw was a silver steel table, and at this time, besides a bloody chainsaw, there was another There are also two palms and two soles.

his hands.

And his feet.

His eyes condensed instantly at this moment, revealing an incomparably crazy and violent look in his eyes.

How dare a mere mortal...

"Will you wake up so soon? I'm planning to wake you up."

He looked for the sound.

It was that invincible young man.

At this time, Song Haoran simply put on a white shirt, and sat down beside the steel table leisurely...even directly picked up a severed palm on the table.

"Recently, I've been practicing martial arts... martial arts and other things with people." Song Haoran said calmly, "I've gained a bit of experience. These hands seem to be a pair of very powerful palms."

"You won't ask anything from me." He sneered, "but I will remember your appearance."

"Actually, I don't plan to ask any more." Song Haoran casually threw the severed palm in his hand - directly into a stove, and stood up.

He walked directly in front of the killer, looked at it, and said indifferently: "This is the first time I have seen a person who can be indifferent when he wakes up and sees his own limbs and feet. If you don't open your mouth, then I really don't intend to speak. So, I don't intend to waste time."

He sneered and laughed loudly: "I said, I will remember your appearance."

"Whatever you want." Song Haoran slowly pressed a silver pistol against the opponent's forehead, "I know you are extraordinary, and the person who ordered you here is also extraordinary, but so what? I can never leave this place for the rest of my life. City, then come in if you have the ability, I have more than a hundred ways to kill you... If you want revenge, come here."

boom!
The killer didn't even have time to reply, so Young Master Song fired directly, and the bullet shot into the opponent's skull in an instant.

But it's not over yet.

Song Haoran then fired another shot at the opponent's left chest, followed by another shot at the right chest, and finally shot another shot at the bridge of the opponent's nose.

In the end, the killer fell directly to the ground... his eyes were not closed.

Song Haoran said indifferently: "Then just watch, look at me with death in peace, I don't care."

At this time, the subordinates hurried forward and asked hesitantly: "Young master, you said you would hand him over to the management bureau, and now he is dead?"

"I didn't say that I would hand it over." Song Haoran said indifferently, "This guy must be extraordinary, and after draining the blood from his body, he should be handed over to the people in the administration... If he can still survive like this , and I consider myself unlucky."

"By the way, this thing was found from him."

At this time, his subordinates brought a signboard that was neither gold nor jade to Song Haoran.

Holding this sign, Song Haoran asked in surprise, "What is this... something like the killer's identity certificate?"

"I don't know." The striker shook his head, "This is the only thing on his body. Since it is carried with him, it should be very important... I will check later to see if there is any killer organization in the underground world that uses this brand Mark it."

Song Haoran nodded, and casually stuffed the sign into his pocket, and left alone after having the traces in the basement dealt with.

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Finally, Song Haoran returned to Princess Chuyang's room again... At this time, Princess Chuyang was still meditating and ignored Song Haoran's return.

Young Master Song didn't speak, and after taking off his coat, he continued the unfinished exercise.

"The meeting is about to start in less than two hours, why don't you recharge your batteries at this time." Princess Chuyang said indifferently.

"Since there are still a few hours left, why don't I use them." Song Haoran said with a light smile, "If you don't make yourself the strongest one, how can you face all the dangers that strike you?"

"Then go outside the corridor." Princess Chuyang said indifferently: "Your sweat smell has affected me."

"Really?" Young Master Song said with a playful smile, "I thought it was a man's smell, did it fascinate you, Xiao Chuyang?"

Princess Chuyang suddenly got up...to leave.

First Young Master Song chuckled, and started training alone, sweating profusely in a short time.

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Outside the Song Dynasty Hotel, on the roof of a tall building hundreds of meters away, a figure put down the binoculars at this moment... His face was gloomy.

"Could it be...how is it possible."

As a detached person, it is too much to be killed by humans in the sub-world...

"No...this place might do it."

He doesn't even know whether the soul can be completely preserved in this strange forbidden city once the death of a detached person occurs.

Just as he was contemplating, a sense of danger of being stared at by something instantly caused his body to react instinctively... he instantly lowered his body.

There was only a bang, and a small hole appeared in a water tank on the roof at this moment...water flowed out instantly.

A very powerless feeling arises spontaneously.

He was startled, and the level of danger to this forbidden city has once again increased by several levels.

This is obviously a sniper attack from the Song Dynasty Hotel... Maybe he didn't know that he was here, but just looked around all the time, and just happened to see this place.

He crawled, and under continuous sniping, he struggled to climb to the top of the stairs... This is the humiliation he has never felt since he became famous!

"Damn it, this task is not a welfare task that can easily earn contribution!"

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Before dawn, Luo Qiu was woken up from sleep by some soft voices.

Walking out of the room, Boss Luo saw Ren Ziling, who was definitely not Ren Ziling, sitting upright in front of the table.

Why do you say that it is definitely not Ren Ziling's Ren Ziling?

Just because in Boss Luo's memory, the number of times he was able to see Aunt Ren in a formal dress... is too numerous to describe.

A dark black hip-wrapping skirt, her hair curled up.

At this time, the maid was carefully applying makeup to Aunt Ren, while Li Zi was dozing off aside, sucking her fingers, and making strange sounds like [吃入], [吃入] from time to time.

"So early."

"Hey, did you wake up?" Aunt Ren bowed to Boss Luo with an apologetic face, "I've tried not to talk...but we have to enter the venue in advance to prepare. But this hair can't be done anyway. Well, fortunately, there is Youye Xiaobai! It’s a great help!"

"It's easy to do." The maid smiled slightly, and seemed to enjoy the work at this time, "You will be the most beautiful in the audience today."

"I'm just doing an on-site interview, and I'm not attending a wedding... Really." Aunt Ren shook her head, "If it wasn't for the requirement to wear a formal attire, I...fuck, this is me?!!"

Looking at herself in the mirror brought by the maid, Aunt Ren jumped up suddenly, feeling as if special effects had been added to her at this time, and her whole face was shining brightly.

Li Zi, who was awakened by the sound of "Fucking", immediately widened her eyes, "Sister Ren, you seem to be shining!"

"Tsk tsk!" I saw Aunt Ren holding the mirror and looking at it non-stop.

The maid smiled slightly at this time, and pinned a brooch on Aunt Ren's chest with her own hands, "This will be perfect."

"This brooch is so beautiful!" Aunt Ren's eyes lit up again, "Could it be a ruby?"

She has made many indirect remarks, and knows that this daughter-in-law-to-be is a rich woman... Although she doesn't know where her son should be, to be taken care of by a rich woman-but such a considerate and beautiful daughter-in-law-to-be, let's take care of her, she is very open-minded!

"Of course not." The maid said casually: "It's just an ordinary red agate. It's a collection from the past. If you carry it, it will look much more dignified."

"Okay! I won't lose it, I'll return it to you later." Aunt Ren nodded, and didn't pay too much attention... She looked at the time, and immediately pulled the pear up, "Okay, don't say Come on, son, go back to sleep! We're going out now!"

"Be careful on the road."

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Revelation 21:18: The wall was made of jasper, and the city was pure gold, like clear glass.

Revelation 21:19-20: The foundations of the city wall were adorned with various precious stones: the first foundation was jasper, the second was sapphire, the third was onyx, the fourth was emerald, the fifth was onyx, the sixth It is ruby, the seventh is topaz, the eighth is beryl, the ninth is ruby, the tenth is emerald, No.11 is amethyst, and No.12 is amethyst.

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