Trafford’s Trading Club

Chapter 2095 The Iron Fache

Looking at the door of the room that had been closed again, Mr. Asaches rubbed his stomach and vomited a **** scum by the way, before he tightened his face and stood up slowly.

He sighed, and then carefully approached the door of the room...At the same time, he grasped the doorknob with his hand, and then slowly twisted it up.

The door lock that should have been locked can now be unscrewed.

At the moment he threw himself, taking advantage of the chaos, he quietly made some hands and feet on the door lock... The door opened slightly, but it was enough for him to see some movement outside the corridor.

There was only one guy standing at the door... this guy was smoking a cigarette with the door behind his back.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Azaches suddenly opened the door of the room without saying a word, then propped on the ground with his hands and twisted his feet directly on the man's neck, and moved him directly to the ground!

"you……"

The man at the door was shocked, but at this time he suffered from his neck being entangled and it was difficult to protect his knees...Athaches even grabbed his arm, making it difficult for him to turn over.

After a while, the man guarding the door gradually stopped struggling, and finally his body weakened and he passed out.

Mr. Asaches panted and got up in embarrassment.

[Free Capital Academy] Someone has taught a lot of self-defense techniques, but he hasn't used it for many years, not only is a lot rusty, but the most important thing is that he has a belly.

"It seems that I have really drunk too much beer recently."

Mr. Asaches shook his head, and then quickly searched the doorman...he really found something.

In addition to a dagger made of alloy, there is even a pistol.

Mr. Asaches licked his lips and quickly inserted the dagger and pistol into the belt.

He looked back at the room...Looking at the guy who was covered in gauze, he quickly said, "Man, I'm sorry, I'll go one step ahead... After all, I can't escape with this place. But don't worry. , I will definitely bring someone to rescue you later."

With that said, Mr. Azaches dragged the knocked out janitor into the room, locked the door of the room again, and found his way out.

But what Mr. Azaches didn't know was that he had just left here. The next moment, at the corner of the corridor, a man with sunglasses was slowly walking out.

Fache... the bodyguard leader who came to [Freedom City] with the President Baron.

Fache didn't even chase Azaches. Instead, he returned to the room and kicked the doorman who had passed out on the ground-the doorman suddenly opened his eyes and got up. .

He even rubbed his neck, "This guy, he is quite strong... just let him go like this?"

"I didn't intend to." He only heard what the bodyguard leader was looking for on the ground at this time... Soon, he found a syringe under the table that he turned over, and placed it under the light to look carefully. , "But it seems to be a little clever guy... It's just, it's not worth wasting a piece of [Holy Water] on him. Of course, I didn't intend to use it on him."

"In that case, that [Holy Water] is actually..." The man guarding the door instantly closed his mouth tightly.

He knew very well that Fache definitely didn't want a piece of [Holy Water] that was not used up to Mr. Baran's ears.

"Mr. President has already fallen asleep." Fache said calmly, "As long as he has an answer before he wakes up, isn't it a waste?"

At this time, Fache's phone rang. He picked up the phone and said calmly: "Have you left the hotel... Very good, I see."

Come on, Fache looked at the man keeping the gate again, and ordered: "Clean up here, and be optimistic about Robert"

"I know how to do it."

...

Soon, in front of the Francis Hotel, there were two cars with the mark of the security department parked...Four masters of the security department walked down from the car.

"Someone reported that someone here is illegally imprisoned and abused others."

"This... how is this possible? We are operating legally here!"

"I believe it is legal here, I believe everyone in the city, so I also believe in the person who makes the call... So, I just need to search briefly, and it won't take up your time."

"That... that's all right."

The manager on duty in the lobby can only agree to a few lords of the security department to search the hotel room... They searched all the way and soon came to a certain floor under the bag.

It was the bodyguard leader Fache who dealt with these masters of the police.

"Except for Mr. President's room, the rest of the rooms can be searched. We are willing to cooperate with your work." Fache said directly: "Mr. President is already asleep. I don't want this to disturb his rest. For two days, Mr. President was really tired because of the [Holy Meteorite] incident."

"I understand, Mr. Fache!" The investigator of the Public Security Department, how dare you put your head in front of the head of the personal bodyguard of the President [City of Dawn]... It is already difficult for people to cooperate with this kind of purpose. Up.

Soon, several investigators from the Public Security Department searched all the rooms, but found nothing.

"It seems that this is really a prank." The investigator of the Public Security Department apologized: "I heard that [Holy Meteo] will have some influence on the behavior of some people...Unexpectedly, the rumors are true."

"Perhaps, it's just to vent the anxiety in my heart." Fache said calmly: "Since there is no actual damage, the follow-up investigation is left to you."

"We know how to do it, Mr. Fache, don't worry." The investigator nodded, and then took off his hat, "Also, please say hello to Mr. President for me and thank him for his contribution to [Free City]... We Goodbye."

"I will send you."

...

Mr. Asaches hid in the shadow of the alley on the side street opposite the main entrance of the hotel.

When he watched the men in sunglasses send several investigators from the Sheriff's Office, and talked and laughed, Mr. Azaches was not too surprised.

How could the investigating officer of the Public Security Agency not know that President Bairan was staying in this hotel?

Just based on the integrity of the people of the Holy Light Kingdom, they will definitely come.

"Brother, it seems that it's not that easy to rescue you..." Mr. Azaches raised his head and glanced at the upper floors of the hotel, sighed, and dived into the alley.

After this time, the report call will no longer work.

There were only two people that Asaches thought of being able to help.

Durand, as the lord of the [Free City], and the unscrupulous campus principal who has a bad relationship with him...he decided to find that unscrupulous fellow.

And just do it if he thinks of it... Later, that guy with sunglasses will at least transfer the badly injured dude—even is it impossible to kill?

"Man, can you borrow a phone and call me? My phone seems to be dropped."

"So careless? But that's right, there are too many carnivals at night... Here, just call it!"

Mr. Asaches, who easily borrowed the phone from a passerby, quickly pressed the button... and then he was stunned.

A very real thing happened.

Out of his own phone number, apart from the 666 hotline of the Public Security Department, the only thing that Mr. Asaches could remember was the phone number of the Rose Residence.

Emmmm...

In desperation, Mr. Asaches only dialed the number of the mansion... But when he was lucky, someone answered soon.

"Hey, Kerri? Haven't slept yet...Let's not talk about it. Please check that unscrupulous phone number. I lost my cell phone! Tell me soon, I have an urgent need to find him!"

"Okay, I'll look for it right away!"

At the same time, in the [Rosem Mansion], the maid who had changed into pajamas, but had been sleepy, hurriedly ran out after hearing the ringing of the phone, quickly opened the address book and looked it up.

Soon, Klily picked up the phone again, "I found it, Boss Azaches! Boss Azaches? Hello, boss, are you still there?"

But on the other end of the phone came another man's voice, "Where is this?"

Kelili subconsciously said: "[Rosem Mansion] Ah...Huh? Who are you, where is the boss of Azathes?"

The person on the phone said: "This gentleman drank too much and just fell down... [Rosem Mansion]? Okay, I will send this gentleman back."

"Huh?" Klili was about to ask more, but the call was hung up.

But when she called back, it showed that the phone had been turned off.

Klili couldn't help but gradually became uneasy.

...

The passerby who answered the phone has fallen to the ground.

At this time, Mr. Assaches also pressed the two men directly to the ground, and even covered his mouth—the man with sunglasses holding the phone with his fingers at this time, squatted in front of Assaches and chuckled softly: " Asaches...I know your name."

"What do you want to do!"

The man in sunglasses chuckled lightly, but shook his head abruptly, and slammed his forehead into the face of Asathes, and Mr. Asathes had a nosebleed.

The man in sunglasses smiled, and immediately stood up and said: "Go, [Rosem Mansion]...it seems something has been done."

...

...

Sister Celion has always felt that if she was in the church but turned her back, it would be sacrilegious.

But... but that weird angel statue also seems unable to connect with the Holy Spirit.

The boy who claimed to be Medanzo never appeared again, and Sister Celion did not know how long she had been in this church.

In the middle, several times, she almost couldn't hold back, turned around to observe the weird angel statue.

She felt like a devil had lived in her heart. She even had a hunch that she would not be able to bear it if she continued to stay here.

"Can't look at the statue, so..."

Quietness is a state that is easy to make people think about it-Sister Celion looked at the door of the church with some confusion.

Just open it up a bit and see what's going on outside, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

Anyway, Medanzo just told him to look at the eyes on the angel statue. He didn't say, can't open the door of the church?

She hesitated for a moment in front of the door, and finally, the eagerness to leave finally defeated the fear of the unknown, and slowly opened the door of the church... and then completely!

The church... There is nothing around the church!

Because this church turned out to be floating... There was no sense of direction, Sister Celion held on to the door of the church in horror-she was completely shocked and everything she saw before her eyes!

People, thousands of people! Man, woman! Old man, child!

They were wearing white clothes, pants... They all appeared around the church with their heads twisted!

Above, below, left and right, front and rear... Countless people were hanged outside this church one by one!

scream--!

Sister Celion collapsed to the ground in an instant, her face pale!

At this moment, these thousands of...infinitely hanged people opened their eyes one after another!

Countless eyes looked directly at Sister Celion at this moment!

In an instant, Sister Celion seemed to see a huge holy light descending from the sky... In the next instant, the holy light shattered everything and directly annihilated a prosperous, huge, and vibrant city!

"I told you not to look at your eyes."

Desperate scream... Sister Celion, can no longer hear the mysterious boy's voice and sigh.

...

"you're awake."

The touch of the cold floor came, and Sister Celion looked at the Gard scholar in front of her with a blank look... and looked at this not-so-bright attic study.

Back... are you back?

Sister Celion said subconsciously, "I...Where am I?"

But at this time, the writer of Gale frowned and stared at Sister Celion's eyes and said: "Then, where have you been."

Sister Celion avoided Mr. Calvin's gaze subconsciously, "I...I don't know, well...it seems to be a pure white place, I...I was immersed in water, I...I can't breathe, I want to get up , But I can't get up anyway... Then I woke up and saw you."

"Think clearly, is there nothing else besides the pool?"

Sister Celion shook her head, "Mr. Calvin, what happened just now?"

"It seems that you didn't go there." The Gal writer sighed and said indifferently: "You should have just entered the subconscious space. Each of us has a complicated subconscious world. Don't worry, this is nothing but a complex world. It causes some side effects of the power of the sacrament in your body, but it will not cause any harm to your body, I promise."

"Mr. Robert...is healed?" Sister Celion asked quickly at this time.

She even turned her head to the side and looked at the Mr. Robert on the table-she saw that Mr. Robert's body, which had been burned so badly, had now recovered his normal skin.

Sister Celion's eyes widened.

"The sacred power remaining in your body is more than I expected, so the treatment is very successful." Mr. Calvin said slowly: "Robert, he has survived."

"He... when will he wake up?"

"It depends on his willpower." Mr. Calvin shook his head and said: "After all, he has been using [Holy Water], and the erosion of his spirit has been very deep."

"[Holy Water]?"

Mr. Calvin did not speak, but looked at the Sister Celion in silence.

"I see, I won't ask much." Sister Celion nodded, and then hesitated before saying: "Then...Then can I leave now? Anyway, the person has been cured..."

"You go back." Mr. Calvin nodded, and then said again: "But before you leave, please take this thing."

Looking at a long box sent by the Gal writers, Sister Celion asked, "What is this?"

"When you are in danger, please open it." The Gal writer said sternly: "This is treated as a tribute to you for helping me save Robert."

"I am saving people, not to pay back." The nun shook her head.

"Then please save some self-preservation power for the children who have been taking care of you." Galdian said abruptly.

"How could you..."

"When you were in a coma just now, you kept yelling some names." The Gal writer said casually: "I think it might be some children...at least, someone who is very important to you."

Looking at the long box, Sister Celion finally took it.

...

...

"[Mansion Rose], this is it."

In front of the mansion, Mr. Asaches had his hands locked in handcuffs, and at the same time he was tied with a strip of rolled up coarse cloth around his mouth.

The man with sunglasses... Mr. Fache glanced at the mansion building in front of him and was about to push the door.

"Wait, I seem to remember a bit."

A man accompanying him quickly said at this time: "Boss Fache, I remember where I knew this [Rosem Mansion]."

"Oh?" Fache stopped.

At this time, his subordinates straightened their faces and said: "[Mansion Rose], the hotel opened by the father of the saint of [Free City]! There has been a [Traveler's Guide to Free City] above!

"The hotel of the father of the saint?" Fache frowned, then shook his head, "not to mention the father of the saint, even the saint of the [Free City] has already been [Holy Fall], there is nothing to worry about."

After all, Fache pushed open the door and walked in first.

...

The moment the door was pushed open.

The maid lady who was sitting quietly in front of the window waiting, slowly opened her eyes, her dark blue eyes seemed to have a whirlpool...undercurrent.

"Really, it can't be stopped..."

(End of this chapter)