Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 87
"Gone?"

During the break between classes, the girls were sharing little secrets with each other.The sound is not loud, but if you pay attention, you can still hear it.

"It's been two days. The phone and wallet are still there...but the person is gone." The thin female classmate whispered.

"Maybe you have been drinking somewhere?" The good classmate said his understanding and comfort: "Isn't this very good? Your dad beats and scolded you and your aunt whenever he was drunk."

The thin girl sighed and seemed unwilling to discuss this matter more.

Suddenly, a bang sounded from the seat next to him.Another female student, the class representative of the Chinese class, Luo Yu.

She looked at the people who woke her up these days—the period from the start of the class to the end of the get out of class was the one who slept on her stomach.

"Mo Xiaofei, your composition hasn't been handed in yet!"

Mo Xiaofei rubbed his eyes and was obviously stunned for a moment. He looked at the representative of the Chinese class, "Can you be later..."

Completely forgot about it.

"It must be paid before school at the latest."

"Understood." Mo Xiaofei said with his eyes turned to other places.

Luo Hu nodded and walked away, but the fragrance of his daughter's house remained here.Mo Xiaofei stared at the other side's back in a daze - for some reason, he always felt that he couldn't see the other side's appearance.

It's not that I really can't see, or I don't know what the other person looks like.

But, there is always a hazy feeling.

This is not particularly beautiful, but a very strong girl.He used to be very timid, and the quality that he did not have in himself was more attractive to him than between the opposite sex.

Now I... can I see you clearly?
Mo Xiaofei muttered to himself.

But he quickly shook his head, and now he has more important things to do.Taking a deep breath, Mo Xiaofei continued to lie down and fell asleep... If he doesn't sleep now, he will only lack energy at night.

It may be because of the frequent use of telekinesis, Mo Xiaofei always feels particularly sleepy.

When he was about to fall asleep, Mo Xiaofei glanced at the thin girl.

Don't worry about it, when that guy finishes repenting and knows he was wrong, he will come back to you...

His eyes sank into the darkness of his closed eyes.

……

……

In the dimness, the acid of the sweat mixed with the slight blood, and the rust smell of corroding iron.

In this inaccessible abandoned factory, the number of people who were hung up by iron chains has grown from the first few to the current twenty or thirty.

in just two days.

Youye looked at the men or women who were being hoisted up, chuckled lightly, and finally walked to Luo Qiu's side.

He was flipping through a brand-new softcover, page after page, about the people who were hanged - what they needed to 'go to jail' for, and what kind of 'punishment' they deserved.

"The young master who was hit and run, the husband who likes domestic violence..." Luo Qiu, who suddenly closed the soft copy, put it back to its original place, "They are all people who can get away with the law."

Youye picked up the soft leather and looked at it page by page, unlike Luo Qiu's, she just flipped it over: "It's also some distance away, it seems that Mo Xiaofei is really 'hardworking' Well...I just don't know how long I can support it."

Luo Qiu was looking at those who had been tortured and finally got a chance to breathe, so even if they were hanged like this, they could fall asleep without eating for two days.

"Do you want to rescue these people?" You Ye suddenly said: "If they disappear, Mo Xiaofei will only use his abilities more... Besides, they also need to be rescued now."

The maid is reminding the boss that there is ready-made business here.

It's just that the club leader who had other plans in mind shook his head.

Luo Qiu said indifferently: "There are more and more people missing, the police will only pay more attention, and sooner or later they will find this place. Mo Xiaofei didn't mean to kill these people... It's not necessarily a matter of letting them suffer before they are rescued. What a bad thing."

You Ye suddenly asked, "Master, since Mo Xiaofei injured Officer Ma, don't you intend to teach him a lesson?"

Luo Qiu looked at the other party: "Because the prisoner could easily get out of bail, he was so angry that he asked Uncle Ma to argue... It was precisely because of such questioning that Uncle Ma finally concealed this matter. Since he made the decision himself. Hide it, then respect his decision."

Luo Qiu finally looked at these 'prisoners' who finally fell asleep, "He thinks that such a young man is just a little extreme, but the essence is not bad... The crime of assaulting the police is too great."

Luo Qiu shook his head rather dullly, and suddenly asked, "By the way, it's been three days since Yang Taizi came last time?"

Yui nodded.

Luo Qiu suddenly said: "I want to go to the barren mountain last time and try that revolver... Go and prepare some bullets for me."

The maid nodded again.

She knew that the new owner at this time was not purely out of interest.

……

……

Black Soul No. [-] was just about to smash this annoying paper crane, and when he completed the achievement of the Twelve Kills, he stopped abruptly.

The No. 12 paper crane in front of him was suddenly surrounded by an indifferent, gray light group, then flew away, and finally fell into a white and delicate palm.

"Miss You Ye!"

Dark Soul No. [-] did not dare to neglect, and almost used the fastest speed to come to the club maid who appeared silently here.

Looking at the Zhihe who was constantly struggling in her palm, Youye seemed to sense something quite familiar.

"This is already No. 12. It seems that the guy hiding in the dark is really determined." Black Soul No. [-] said: "Just with this paper crane, there is really no way for the subordinates to find it." source."

Youye said indifferently: "You don't need to worry about the next thing. Just protect this young lady."

Youye's eyes swept into the ice room, looking at the deputy editor Ren who was sitting by the window, but this time there was no mung bean smoothie.

"This subordinate knows." Black Soul No. [-] respectfully said, and then hesitantly said: "Miss Youye... Should you report this matter to the new owner?"

Youye said indifferently: "If this kind of trivial matter also needs to worry about the master, then what's the point of us being servants?"

Feeling the enormous pressure of the club, second only to the supreme master, Black Soul No. [-] quickly lowered his head.

"It's already dinner time." You Ye suddenly said: "I'm going back to prepare dinner for the master, you can continue your work here."

"Yes……"

Saying that, You Ye clenched her palm tightly, and the paper crane in that palm instantly turned into a cloud of flying ashes.

The sapphire blue eyes are looking at a certain suburb of the city at the moment, and the maid's face at this moment is a touching... sneer.

……

Suburbs.

Yang Taizi suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood and his face was pale.

Not good!

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PS: There is one more update at twelve o’clock, Jiang Zi.

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