Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 648 Name
Eighth.

This was what the people who brought her to this place were wearing white uniforms and wearing powerful lethal weapons.

And she is just a five or six-year-old child who needs to look up to see the chins of these people in white clothes.

A little girl wearing the clothes prepared for her by these people, and has been cleaned——I met a lot of people on the road in this place, all wearing white uniforms, and she couldn't tell what these people were doing.

Because for her, everything here is beyond what she can recognize.

That's right—since both parents died tragically, this world has gone beyond her cognition.The little girl looked at the dress on her body—it was just a robe-like decoration that was put directly on her body, without any distinction between top and bottom, or even a bag, simply covering her body.

There is a brooch-like thing pinned to the chest, with a line of numbers written on it.Her mother had taught her numbers when she was alive, so she recognized what number was written on it: 1031.

"Go in and live here from now on. As long as you abide by the rules, you can survive. As long as you become strong, you can stand out. This is the only advice for you... Welcome to the eighth institute."

They opened a door in front of her and pushed her straight into the place - after which the door shut itself.

She leaned against the closed door of the room with a little fear, and looked at everything in front of her eyes - there were many people dressed like her here.

From those who were around her age to those who were about eleven or twelve years old, she found that there were quite a few children here, and it seemed that she couldn't count them all at once.

But none of these children seemed willing to approach her. Even though she had been in this room for several minutes, they all just looked at her silently.

As a newcomer here, she tries to get in touch with these children who came here before her.

"Don't come near me."

"Go away."

She has failed many times, and finally she understands that the people here...don't like others to be near.Even if they were in the same room, everyone kept a certain distance... as if they were marked sites one by one.

"Come here."

She heard such a voice—it was another girl who was a little older than her, about ten years old. The girl also wore a badge on her body, which read: 791.

And the eyes of the children next to her suddenly became strange... She looked at these eyes and suddenly remembered the vicious dogs looking at her with hostility.

She finally walked to the side of the ten-year-old girl named her, uneasy.

"Don't bother with them, they're not targeting you, they're just targeting everyone here." That's what the ten-year-old said—the first sentence.

"Why?" She was quite puzzled.

The ten-year-old girl smiled and said, "Because there are no friends here, and no one who wants to share or play with you—of course, including me."

"I don't understand..." She shook her head.

"You will understand later." The other party told her like this, with a kind and irresistible feeling, "As for why I called you? It is because I am smarter than them. Listen carefully, never From now on, you and I are collaborators, do you understand, 1031!"

"1031?"

"Yes, your name, 1031." At the same time, the ten-year-old she pointed to her badge: "As for me, it's 791."

So she shook her head, "My name is not 1031, my name is Cui Yun'er! This is the name my mother changed for me!"

"Really?" 791 shrugged and said, "Then forget about the name, anyway, in this place, you can only call 1031... I can tell you in advance, if you don't respond when the people outside call 1031, You will suffer a lot. Do you understand? 1031!"

"My name is Cui Yun'er! This is the name my mother changed for me! My name is not 1031!" She said loudly, tears rolling in her eyes.

"It's up to you." 791 said indifferently: "Then we are not accomplices anymore. When you understand it, our relationship will continue."

Later, she encountered the so-called bitterness described by the 791 mouth-it was the second day she came to this eighth institute.

She was locked in a small dark room, ignorant of daylight and black clothes, no matter how much she cried, she could not get any response, and she had nothing to eat or drink until she was dying , was released.

"You understand now?" 791 came to her again, "So, tell me now, what's your name?"

She shrank her body, even lowered her head, and whispered in fear: "1...1031."

"Very good, 1031." 791 smiled, and in the second of her astonishment, she lowered her head and covered her lips with her lips, biting her lips and bleeding out at the same time.

"What are you doing!" She panicked again.

But 791 smiled and said: "Contract, from now on, we are accomplices... 1031, join me and kill everyone here."

Kill... kill all.

……

……

It was already morning when she woke up—Nero sat up on the unusually soft hotel bed, and the quilt slipped off her body, revealing the shocking scars all over her body.

She reached out and touched her lips, then smiled, stretched her waist vigorously, and said in an exclamation tone, "Who is so happy. Sure enough, it's different if someone protects you... Right, boss! "

Nero tilted his head, looking at the club owner sitting quietly with his eyes closed on the sofa in the corner of the hotel suite.

Hearing the voice, Luo Qiu opened his eyes.He found that the guest had no intention of avoiding anything at all, so he was sitting cross-legged on the big bed, holding his chin in one hand, and looking over him unscrupulously.

Luo Qiu then smiled and said: "It seems that Miss Nero had a very good sleep."

"Of course." Nero nodded, "Because of having a reliable boss like you, of course I was able to sleep very peacefully, and even had a good dream. I am so grateful."

"You're welcome." Luo Qiu said indifferently: "In addition, there are still 7 hours of protection time for the guests."

Twenty hours of protection time, Nero spent 13 hours - used to sleep, and still naked/sleeping...

"Is this sleep really extravagant?" Nero stretched again, then got off the bed with the thin quilt in his hands... He walked up to Boss Luo, tilted his head and sized him up, "Boss, a little Isn't it attractive?"

"Miss Nero has a good figure." Boss Luo nodded and said, "Very fit."

"Legs...do you like them?"

Nero suddenly lifted his foot, then lightly stepped on Luo Qiu's side, and slowly lifted the quilt on his lap.

Unlike the skin left by many scars on the upper body, the skin on the thighs has a very toned and smooth color.

When the quilt was lifted to a certain extent, one could even see the veins of blue blood under the almost jade-white skin.

"Want to see more?" Nero narrowed his eyes, "It can be regarded as a thank you for a hard night, boss."

"3 minutes." Luo Qiu said abruptly.

"What?"

Luo Qiu said again: "The time to end the protection has been shortened by 3 minutes, my guest."

"It's really difficult..." Nero sighed and shook his head, "I'm actually quite confident in my body. But now it seems..."

Nero turned around, and then looked at his shoulder sideways. The quilt was completely under the cover. The scar like a spider web on the back was extremely eye-catching, "It still feels... ugly, right?"

"If Ms. Nero doesn't like it, I suggest you buy the service from the small shop." Boss Luo said indifferently, "It's not expensive to remove these scars."

"Boss, isn't this script right?" Nero laughed and said, "The atmosphere was so good just now, maybe if you said something cool, I might be captured?"

"There is no discount in this way, customer." Luo Qiu said indifferently: "The black card is already your discount certificate as a customer."

"I think I still hate businessmen." Nero shook his head, and just put down the bed sheet from where he was.

She was just wearing a pair of underwear, as if she wasn't there at all, and said hello: "I'll take a shower first, can you call for breakfast service?"

"Of course." Luo Qiu smiled: "I wish you a pleasant bath."

"You can come in and take a look at any time." Nero shrugged, "I don't count as closing the door~"

……

The hot water flowed all the way from above, Nero closed his eyes and turned off the nozzle after a long time, watching the water dripping from his wet hair.

"Sure enough, if I relax completely... I'll still be dreaming..."

She shook her head, pulled her hair back, and wrote a few numbers on the foggy mirror with her fingers—1031.

She wiped it off with her palm again, then shrugged, took a towel and hung it around her neck, and walked out of the bathroom, "Boss, is breakfast here? I'm hungry!"

So... are you really not going to get dressed?
Boss Luo sighed.

(End of this chapter)