Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 1960 I Make Money With My Hands
The time has unknowingly turned to the evening. Since the live broadcast of the summit meeting in the afternoon was suspended, the world's public opinion has been amazed.

The most searched keywords on the web are:

Who is he?
Is the black card real?

The discussion on this matter has overshadowed all the extraordinary organizations that have been shown to the world... What's more, because the 99 black cards are scattered all over the world, it is also dubbed by this year's sand sculpture netizens: the era of big black cards .

Hey, have you dug up the black card today?
……

……

"It's a big aunt!"

The sound of pears.

Aunt Ren and Lizi from the third-rate magazine left the venue early because of the suspension of the meeting... A lot happened today, and Ren Ziling did not return to the newspaper office, but drove Lizi home directly.

"Welcome back."

At this time, the maid was wearing a pink apron, holding a wooden shovel in her hand, and greeted her with a smile... Lizi had already smelled the aroma of food coming from the kitchen, and instantly moved her index finger, covering her mouth Fingers, looking eager to see through.

"Is everything going well today?" The maid asked softly after taking the handbag for Aunt Ren herself.

"Don't mention it." Aunt Ren dragged her body and walked forward a few steps at this time, and then threw herself on the sofa, and said weakly: "You also watched the live broadcast... Do you think it will go well?"

"Let me prepare a towel for you to wipe your face." The maid said softly.

Aunt Ren got up immediately, and quickly waved her hands: "No, no, no! You haven't passed the door yet, you can just do these things... Lizi! Why don't you get me a towel?"

Lizi was still waiting to eat, so she pointed to her own face and said, "I don't seem to have been trained either?"

"Okay, okay, I'll marry you tomorrow! The Dahonghua Bridge will carry you!" Aunt Ren stared straight at her and said, "You can come to my room tonight for the bridal chamber!"

Li Zi shuddered suddenly, and ran to wash the towel in a panic.

The maid couldn't help smiling, as if amused, she poured Aunt Ren a glass of water.

Ren Ziling suddenly asked, "Where is Luo Qiu, isn't he in the room?"

The maid said casually: "I ran out of some seasonings at home, so he went out and bought them."

"Oh..." Aunt Ren nodded, looking thoughtful.

"Is there anything special? I can call him and ask him to come back earlier."

"Actually, it's not something important, it's just..." Ren Ziling shook her head, then sat up straighter, looked at the maid and said, "You also watched the live broadcast in the afternoon, right? The band that appeared at the venue this afternoon The guy in the mask, I've... actually seen it once before."

The maid looked a little surprised, her small mouth was slightly opened, and her expression was in place: "Have you seen it?"

"Well... I saw it once." Ren Ziling nodded, "It should have happened last year, but I still remember it vividly. At that time, I had a headache and sneaked into an illegal group by pretending to be a believer. Later, I was discovered and almost I can't get out... It was the mysterious clown mask that saved me today. At that time, I thought it was some kind of martial arts master... I didn't expect it to be such a big shot!"

As she said that, Aunt Ren sat down with her pillow in her arms, and said while thinking: "You were not at the venue at the time, Lizi and I were there at the time, and we were so frightened that we were shivering... So many extraordinary representatives, one by one The look of not even daring to look up, really makes people..."

"How do you call someone?"

Aunt Ren shook her head, and immediately said excitedly: "Actually, don't tell me, it's quite refreshing to see these extraordinary representatives look deflated one by one... Is this probably the mentality of the little people? I know so It's not right, but it's just... I really want to come again a few times, it's cool! It's really cool!"

"That's it..." The maid said with a slight smile at this moment: "So you like this kind of thing, maybe you will have a chance in the future."

"Ha, I'll just talk about it! How is it possible!" Aunt Ren smiled and said, "I don't know him well... But to be honest, I always felt like I had seen them somewhere, that couple. "

As she said that, Ren Ziling subconsciously looked at the maid, carefully sized her up and said, "It seems that you and the clown girl next to the clown masked man are quite similar in figure... Oh, why can't I remember their voices?" What does it look like?"

"Maybe I'm that clown girl." The maid said with a slight smile.

Aunt Ren patted the maid on the face affectionately, "I thought you couldn't joke! If you are a real clown girl, then I will post it! Tomorrow I can punch the kindergarten of the Shenzhou Administration Bureau and kick the magician Association Elementary School Monk!"

"What elementary school monk?" Li Zi came out holding a wet towel.

"You said you were an elementary school monk!" Aunt Ren rushed over with a smile at this moment, scratching Lizi's waist.

That's how they started fighting.

No matter what happened outside, it didn't seem to matter when I returned home... This, a place like a safe haven.

……

At a later time, Luo Qiu came back with a small bag, and saw that the maid was not preparing dinner at this time, and the room simply turned on a night light.

"Miss Ren and Miss Lizi were probably too tired. After coming back and washing up, they fell asleep directly."

The maid came forward and said softly.

Boss Luo smiled and said, "Scared them out today, just sleep well... tonight, it should be very peaceful."

"Not really." The maid pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Miss Ren looks quite happy."

"Happy?" Boss Luo was taken aback... Sometimes he really couldn't figure out Aunt Ren's brain circuit and the small theater in her brain.

"It's a secret." The maid chuckled lightly.

Boss Luo smiled, and immediately said, "Is everything ready?"

"Well, it's ready, and it's on the table in the master's room." The maid nodded, "It's all introductions to some interesting sub-worlds I've experienced before."

"I'll look back."

……

……

Song Dynasty Hotel.

Not long after the meeting was temporarily suspended, the Taoist Association's party had already returned here smoothly under Song Haoran's arrangement—and Song Haoran also arranged a conference hall.

Compared with the dispersion of the Yaozu Association, the Daoist Association will be more efficient in convening - this time, under Song Haoran's initiative, many elders from various sects came.

"...This time, a total of 37 reclusive seniors chose to cross the catastrophe in order to hit a higher level." In the quiet conference hall, only Song Haoran's voice slowly remembered: "The latest statistics are out. There are a total of 32 seniors who were martyred in the failure of this tribulation, and they are..."

With the appearance of each name, the faces of the elders present from the Taoist Association became more and more serious.

After reading the name of the martyrdom, Song Haoran looked around, and said in a slightly low voice: "This time, there are also three seniors who succeeded in crossing the tribulation. Although the remaining two failed to cross the tribulation, they are safe and sound." It's...a lucky thing."

"Three have succeeded, which is already a good result." Taoist Baijie said slowly at this time: "Before the spiritual energy recovers, I am afraid that one person will not succeed, otherwise these seniors will not have been hidden until now... ...Everyone, since three seniors have succeeded, this is a great joy for our Daoist Association."

"President, even if these three seniors succeed, they have only reached the same level as you." A Taoist shook his head at this time: "And the one standing before you, President, is the one who seems to be broken." The unbroken fairy road. For so many years, only Lai Caisheng borrowed the catastrophe of the common people and turned the world around to escape. The fairy road is... still difficult for us."

"Isn't there a black card?" Another Taoist said abruptly at this time: "The person who appeared today...maybe there is a way to reopen the fairy road in Shenzhou. As long as I can find the black card, I will have another chance! "

Taoist Baijie looked at these people expressionlessly, but did not speak.

In the end, he just glanced at Song Haoran—about the Taoist Association's reaction to the black card, in fact, on the way back, he had already had a brief discussion with Song Haoran and several other representatives of the Taoist Association.

"Seniors." Song Haoran said in a timely manner, "Please listen to me."

"Xiao Song, tell me."

For this young man who is benevolent to the major sects and is very pleasing, the elders of these major sects still look very pleasing to the eye and are willing to give him a chance to speak.

"The matter concerning the black cards is of great importance." Song Haoran said solemnly: "Now, it can be said that the eyes of the whole world will soon be focused on these 99 black cards. However, these black cards have now been scattered all over the world. Seniors, you naturally understand... to find these 99 black cards in this world is like finding a needle in a haystack, it is very difficult."

"Xiao Song, to hear what you mean, do you mean that our Taoist sect is going to give up looking for black cards this time?" A dissatisfied voice said.

"How?" Song Haoran shook his head, "Every black card means an opportunity to trade...and this opportunity brings any wish that can be fulfilled as long as the price is paid. We cannot guarantee that , whether these desires of the holders will bring about a situation that is not good for our Taoism. We Taoist monks, with the upper body and heavenly heart, can follow suit and sail against the current, but in the end it is still directed at the original heart. Cultivate the body, cultivate the mind, and cultivate Sexuality, our generation of monks can resist the temptation of the black card, so as to sharpen ourselves. We are looking for the black card, just to restore peace in the world, and to prevent Gongsun Shiyu and his ilk from borrowing the power of the black card to cause another disaster The land of Shenzhou. Therefore, we must find the black card... find it, and take good care of it!"

All the parents of the Taoist sect think that Xiao Song is really a fucking talent, he can play tricks on his friends, and he can speak nicely... He can even speak in such a dignified and likable way!
"That's right, we don't need to use the black card, but it must not fall into Xiaoxiao's hands! The righteous way of helping Shenzhou, we are all responsible for the Taoism!"

Song Haoran glanced at Taoist Baijie at this moment.

Taoist Baijie had already squinted his eyes at this time, as if he had a completely laissez-faire attitude.

Song Haoran understood, and took the opportunity to say: "Seniors, I suggest that from now on, the Daoist sect should set up a team dedicated to collecting black cards... But our opponents must be the world's major extraordinary organizations, so I hope Those who can be selected into this team are all true elites from various sects."

"It's easy to say, if I'm not old, I'll do it if I can! I think so, I have a closed disciple who is just right for me, Xiao Song, you can take him well for me!"

"There is also a disciple in the poor way..."

Tonight's private meeting of the Taoist sect will probably be spent in finalizing the list... Song Haoran thought to himself.

……

……

It's just the time of nightfall.

Nan Xiaonan was hiding in an alley, watching the commotion on the Internet with her mobile phone.

To be honest, she also wants a black card.

But compared to what she was going to do, the black card was nothing.

As long as she can find the door corresponding to the key, she can even directly become the owner of these 99 black cards... Oh, it's the employees.

For this test, Nan Xiaonan has already risked everything... She doesn't even want her own image anymore.

Why do you say this way?
Let's take a look at what this sub-world academic witch looks like at this time.

He was wearing a kind of earthy yellowish white short-sleeved shirt, jeans, and black water boots—yes, the kind of black waterproof boots worn by fish vendors in the vegetable market.

Not only that, she was wearing a cheap black rubber apron and even yellow rubber gloves, and sat on a small stool as high as a palm... Washing the dishes!
What I was washing was the dishes and chopsticks belonging to a small restaurant in this urban village.

She felt that she could be called Aunt Nan at this time!
After a while, a figure appeared at the entrance of the alley... After looking in, he walked in. It was Mr. Jin from the second-hand electrical appliance shop.

Mr. Jin seemed a little surprised to meet this girl in this place who even wanted to bargain for a second-hand electric fan.

Standing in front of the big red basin with tableware, Mr. Jin frowned, looked at Nan Xiaonan who was squatting on a stool that couldn't be any shorter, and couldn't help asking: "You...how come here?"

"It's you?" Nan Xiaonan raised her head in surprise, then wiped sweat from her forehead on the clothes on her shoulders, "The owner of the second-hand shop! Why are you here?"

"I'm going to buy something." Mr. Jin said indifferently, and then said again: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Nan Xiaonan shrugged and said, "I'm going to work, what else can I do? The [No.[-] Mansion] at the end of the street is full of technicians, so I have no choice but to find a job temporarily to pay for the rent and food!"

"..." Mr. Jin was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Are you really planning to apply for a technician?"

"What's wrong with the technician!" Nan Xiaonan frowned at this moment and said, "Who are you looking down on? I make money with my own hands, and I don't rely on anyone. You don't care if I'm a dishwasher or a technician! It's up to you!"

"That's not what I meant." Mr. Jin shook his head, "I'm sorry to bother you."

As he spoke, Mr. Jin slowly retreated from the alley. Nan Xiaonan rolled his eyes at this moment, and began to wash the bowls and chopsticks in the basin vigorously again.

But after a while, Mr. Jin suddenly turned back, "It's hot, don't suffer from heat stroke."

After turning back, Mr. Jin put down a bottle of mineral water beside Nan Xiaonan.

"Hypocritical." Nan Xiaonan snorted coldly at this moment.

Mr. Jin didn't say anything, he just left silently...and this time, he really left.

(End of this chapter)