Trafford’s Trading Club - Chapter 2796 head

   Chapter 2796 Heading

The    TV news broadcasts a series of brand-new policies issued by the Huoyun government after Huoyun's promotion... The speaker is the mayor.

The    news live broadcast has been going on for nearly two hours.

   "Still watching."

  Di Qinglong came over, wiping his wet hair. After a whole night of practice, he looked refreshed... Thanks to having jumped to the super-order, his physical condition has also changed.

   probably looks less old in appearance and more youthful vitality.

   The middle stage of the sixth stage.

   This is a height that Di Qinglong never imagined.

   He didn't know if he was a late bloomer, or if he had some great luck last night - in short, no one would dislike his high cultivation, right?

  If you didn't stop to take care of the original blue and white, wouldn't it be more than just the middle of the sixth stage?

   He didn't really care about that.

   At this moment, Yuan Qinghua stared blankly at the mayor on the screen, who had some hints of the country, and he didn't know what he was thinking... He seemed to ignore the appearance of Di Qinglong.

   He didn't intend to disturb her, he just sat down silently, just glanced at the back of the woman's neck... The degree of alienation seemed to deepen.

   However, his strength has soared. If Yuan Qinghua eventually loses control, he should be able to suppress it easily and cause more casualties, right?

  —Why do you suddenly have such a thought?

  —Humans... After all, it’s hard to let go of such precautions, right?

   Di Qinglong pondered, but heard Yuan Qinghua suddenly say, "She looks so confident."

   "She?" Di Qinglong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came over, "You mean this Lord Mayor?"

  The original blue and white nodded lightly.

  Di Qinglong waved his hand and said: "This is Huoyun's strongest woman, she is not confident, I am afraid this Huoyun will not have a confident woman."

   "Do you like her too?"

"How could it be?" Di Qinglong shook his head with a wry smile, "Let's not say whether there will be any intersection between the two... As far as I know, the mayor may not look down on a man like me no matter what. right?"

   "You are a bad man." Yuan Qinghua said solemnly.

  Sometimes, Di Qinglong even wondered if Yuan Qinghua really lost her memory...or selectively forgot some things-for example, her feeling is very accurate.

   "Yes." He looked into her eyes and nodded: "I am indeed not a good man."

   Yuan Qinghua smiled slightly. Under the illusion of an ordinary face, this ordinary face unexpectedly had a shimmer that touched Di Qinglong, "I'm hungry."

  Di Qinglong said directly: "Then go out to eat, there are no ingredients at home."

  …

   "Sister Hua, where exactly are you..."

   In front of the traffic control light, the roof of the luxury supercar slowly opened... Di Qinglong was trying to breathe, but curiously looked at a young man riding a flying motorcycle who was also waiting for the signal in the narration.

   He seems to be looking for someone... Di Qinglong thought to himself.

As if feeling the gaze from the supercar, the young man on the flying locomotive frowned and looked at Di Qinglong subconsciously... He didn't intend to cause trouble, and nodded lightly, before the signal light came on. In an instant, the car flew out directly.

"that person…"

   "What's the matter." Di Qinglong looked at Yuan Qinghua curiously, "Do you know each other?"

   "I'm not wearing a helmet." The original blue-and-white color said.

   Lao Di was stunned. He wanted to laugh but didn't laugh, but he was suddenly greeted like this, and he felt quite relaxed.

   He pulled on the handbrake comfortably, slammed on the accelerator—but slammed on the brakes again.

  I saw in front of the road, like a mirage, stood a monk wearing a white cassock, with a handsome face and folded hands - the bald-headed and handsome three-burial master.

   His lips parted lightly, his eyes merciful, as if he was saying something.

  —【Enlightenment】

   The person in the car leans forward.

   "What happened?" Yuan Qinghua seemed to be a little frightened.

   "There's a guy..." Di Qinglong looked forward again, but saw that there was no one on the road, "It's nothing."

  —what happened.

  —what does the monk do...

  —【Wu Neng】…

  Di Qinglong took a deep breath and started the car again... Speed ​​up, and ride to the extreme. After all, it was a supercar sent by a rich woman.

  —If that bald monk reappears, just bump into it like this?

   he thought.

   But no monk appeared along the way, Di Qinglong calmed down a little, but he accidentally looked into the rearview mirror, but saw the strange bald head sitting cross-legged on the roof of the flying car behind him.

   "Stability."

  Di Qinglong said in a low voice in an instant.

   Before the original blue and white could react, the supercar had already made a huge roar, jumped directly, and soared into the sky... In the rear-view mirror, there was no other vehicle that could catch up.

   "If you're in trouble, go back."

   "If even taking you to dinner is just a hassle, then I shouldn't be here."

When    looked at each other, the clouds were gathering and dispersing.

   "I'm... a little cold."

  Di Qinglong silently closed the canopy of the flying car...the speed also slowed down.

  —【Wu Neng】…

  —again… this feeling.

  …

   In fact, the restaurant he frequents is not open today... Di Qinglong stopped in front of the restaurant a little irritably.

   "It seems that because of Huoyun's promotion, there is a high probability that the entire city will not be able to [wake up] in the past few days."

   The originally bustling streets seemed particularly deserted at this time.

   Yuan Qinghua looked at him without making a fuss, waiting for him to make up his mind.

   "Go to my shop." Di Qinglong said suddenly.

   "Shop?"

   "The habit of cooking food on fire in the store." Di Qinglong smiled and said, "The employees also have to eat, don't they? Anyway, they probably didn't come to work at this time."

"it is good."

  —[Wu Neng…]

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  —[Wu Neng…]

   lingered in his ears, gradually becoming clearer, as if it was an annoying fly, and he wished to pull out its intestines and tie them into twist knots and stuff them back in, so as to be a little more happy.

   This made Di Qinglong wonder if he was caught in some kind of trick by the monk who sent the plague...curse or something.

   He had to cover his ears with both hands, and immediately adjusted his breathing... This is a breathing method taught by the instructor when he was an espionage officer to concentrate and avoid distractions. It was mainly used for torture when the opponent was captured.

   Heart is like steel, ruthless... Seeing himself as a puppet, he hypnotizes himself to the point of cutting off all bodily senses.

  —Like, stopped.

   He sighed slowly and brought the food out of the operating room.

   Yuan Qinghua looked curiously, "This is..."

   "I'm sorry, maybe the employees are too lazy, so there is only junk food left." Di Qinglong smiled bitterly, "But it should be edible."

   Yuan Qinghua watched Di Qinglong's next actions with interest.

The first water of the instant noodles was poured out after two minutes, then the hot water was added again, and then dropped again after a minute. After adding some sauce packets and mixing evenly, I took the ham sausage and cut it into small pieces - added fried Egg.

   Fried egg is fried by Di Qinglong directly on the palm of his hand - half-cooked.

   "Are you really a hairstylist?"

   "Want to try my craft?"

   "I want to wash my hair."

   "Would love to serve you, ma'am."

  …

   warm water, gentle... fingers, completely fit into the scalp layer, with the strength that can stimulate the acupuncture points, the original blue and white can't help but let out a soft moan.

  She closed her eyes, her body trembled slightly, and there was the sound of water splashing in her ears... Her hair was getting wet.

  Illusion can only affect vision, but touch will not deceive people.

  It was a skin like a withered tree trunk, not only rough, but also extremely stiff... Di Qinglong's fingertips penetrated much more strength than usual, making everything as usual.

   is like life.

  If it is tilted to one side, if you want it to return to normal, you can only use more force to correct it.

   The injustice of fate wrestles with your efforts.

   But our opponent is never tired.

   He almost touched the woman's face, and the water flowed down his fingers to Yuan Qinghua's ear, letting the sound of the flowing water completely bury all the sounds in her world.

   This kind of contact seems to have touched a woman's defensive instinct... Her hands on her lower abdomen were unnaturally tangled together, and her fingers... gently scratched the back of her hands.

   "Spirit and desire can be separated." The man whispered.

   The woman's eyes were hazy, as if they were not open, only the eyelids trembled slightly.

   "Relax." Di Qinglong said softly again.

  The aroma of the shampoo is in the air, and the original blue and white unknowingly fell into a deep sleep.

  —[Wu Neng…]

   Di Qinglong's face changed slightly, and he gritted his teeth immediately. He quickly took a seal with both hands, and after placing a sound barrier beside the sleeping woman, he quickly walked out of his hair salon.

   Streets are still cooling.

Di Qinglong looked around, frowned, and jumped straight up... On the top of a high-rise building hundreds of meters high, a monk in white robes was seen sitting cross-legged under the water tower of the building, counting rosary beads. .

  Di Qinglong fell to the ground with a cold look, and walked over quickly, "You monk, what are you going to do, why do you always follow me?"

   "It's not that I want to follow you." The monk opened his eyes, "but we have the same destination."

   "What destination." Di Qinglong frowned, the monk was nervous.

   "West Heaven." The monk stood up, "Go west."

Di Qinglong's heart suddenly throbbed, and there was an indescribable daring to withdraw, as if being thrown into the clouds, his eyes were like water, the level was like a mirror, the whole world seemed to be only the sky and the mirror, bright and clear, only standing there. with monks in white.

   "I don't know what you said." Di Qinglong took a deep breath and kept his feet on the ground, "I warn you, don't follow me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

   He turned away.

   "Wai Neng, waiting for you..."

boom-!

  I saw Di Qinglong turn around suddenly, his figure flashed, and a punch hit the bald pretty boy's face, actually knocking the bald pretty boy to the ground.

   "I told you to stop bothering me, are you bothered! I don't know you!" Di Qinglong was furious and punched again, "I will really kill you!"

The fierce fist hovered in front of the bald handsome boy, as if it was just a warning—I saw the bald handsome boy with a nosebleed, but at this moment, he stretched out his hands and held Lao Di's fist, "Wu Neng, you are still so angry, It's not right to hit people."

boom-!

   The fist that was only a warning turned into a fist that broke the face again - the bald handsome boy was directly smashed into the floor with most of his head.

   Di Qinglong can accept that person shaking his hand - even if it is an aunt, it is fine if he has money, but a man absolutely cannot!

   "You fight, if it makes you happier..."

  —Who is this...

  Di Qinglong couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, then suddenly lifted the collar of the monk in white, and tried his best to throw him away—in the middle of the sixth stage, he didn't even know how strong he was at this time.

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the body of the bald-headed handsome boy was thrown far away like a cannonball... Not knowing where it landed, Di Qinglong sighed, and after sorting it out, he silently jumped back to the street. superior.

After a while, on the top fence of the building, his palms were sticking out all the time—the bald-headed handsome boy was lying on the fence and said to himself: "Wu Neng, one day, you will understand...Woman, how can west travel be fun? Four people, we can play mahjong, one man and one woman can only play poker."

  …

  —God of Plague.

   Lao Di suddenly thought of such a term.

   As soon as he saw the monk in white, he was inexplicably irritable. It stands to reason that as an espionage officer, he should manage his emotions well.

   In front of the hair salon, Di Qinglong adjusted his mood again... Not long after he left, Yuan Qinghua probably hasn't woken up yet, right?

   Look how comfortable she is sleeping.

   He returned to the shampoo area, but stood there in a daze... The woman on the reclining chair actually disappeared—the barrier disappeared, and the chair was broken.

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   Clinic, courtyard.

  The puppet girl [Xia Ji] was curious at this time, and pulled the chain that was connected to the sky... I saw that after the chain shook in a series, it finally caused the white clouds above the sky to churn at this time.

   The puppet girl tilted her head... There are really many magical things in the master's house.

   It looked at the capital outside the courtyard walls.

  Since it was made, it has only the memory of the city of white steel - it was activated in the hands of Cao Zhengchun, the sky in the foreign battlefield is always gray, there is no day and night.

   Unlike the sky with fire clouds, it is bright.

  It is not like the night of fire clouds, but the stars and rivers are brilliant.

   "This is the world of the human race..."

   "It's a beautiful sunset, right?"

   The puppet girl was startled, then raised her head subconsciously, only to see the upstairs window open - the man who spread all over was its current owner.

   Until now, [Xia Ji] is not very clear about the identity of the master... He seems to have many identities.

   "Master." The puppet girl followed her body's instincts well, put her hands together, and bowed slowly.

   A sparrow was looking for food on the eaves, and saw that Boss Luo tapped his fingers on the window frame, the little sparrow raised its head, spread its wings, and flew into the hands of Boss Luo.

   seemed to hear what Boss Luo whispered, and the sparrow fluttered its wings again...a height that a sparrow should not be able to fly.

  【Xia Ji】adjusted his vision, and soon 【saw】the sparrow flew all the way into the clouds, then landed on a behemoth, and then hit it with a peck!

  bo.

  In an instant, the clouds exploded, and then something quickly fell from the sky... The disturbed clouds were like vortexes, and under the brilliance of the sunset, they looked like orange-red paint that had been adjusted in water.

[Xia Ji] opened slightly, but subconsciously stretched out his hands - he saw a large [dog]-shaped spirit stone with foaming at the mouth, aggrieved face, and someone looking for a knife. Ji] Steady catch.

   "It's called Zhahu." Boss Luo chuckled at this time, "Can I ask you to take it out for a walk in the evening."

   "I see." [Xia Ji] nodded lightly.

   But this spirit beast is still foaming, is it really okay...

   "Water, water...give me water..."

The voice came from Zhahu's mouth... [Xia Ji] looked at this [dog]-shaped spirit beast in amazement at this time. The spirit beast that can speak has already turned on its intelligence, and it is not as good as the transformation stage. Bar?

   "Please wait." [Xia Ji] said quickly, and then said goodbye to Boss Luo upstairs before walking away with Zhahu in his arms.

  Boss Luo casually leaned against the window, looked at the disturbed clouds, and suddenly stretched out his finger... The fingertips slowly drawn, and the scattered clouds gradually became much cleaner.

   A figure hurriedly broke into the courtyard.

   Di Qinglong.

   "Doctor Luo, she...she's gone!"

   (end of this chapter)