Trafford's Trading Club-Novel

A foreigner?

Zhang Kun put Xiao Zhi down subconsciously... This place was not a popular tourist spot, the foreigners would rarely travel to this town---Only a few of them did. Zhang Kun had only seen them several times in so many years.

Foreigners were troublesome. Zhang Kun’s brother-in-law was a police officer but not a high ranking one. Although Zhang Kun was not a good guy but he knew clearly how to distinguish between friends and enemies. If he clashed with this foreigner like a lion defending its territory, he would be accused of damaging international friendships. If so, even his brother-in-law couldn’t save him. In addition, his brother-in-law had turned a blind eye to his behaviors these years... if he caused a big trouble this time, his brother-in-law would surely place justice above family loyalty.

"San Er, greet your customers." Zhang Kun picked up one bag of Tofu and smiled, "I will buy some Tofu... tomorrow." After speaking, he took out two coins from his pocket... two RMB. He put down the coins on the table with a winning smirk on his face.

’Don’t worry. There is still time...the Tofu shop won’t disappear and San Er won’t leave either. No need to get into trouble with the foreigners.’

Seeing Zhang Kun leave, San Er hugged Xiaozhi right away and comforted her before stepping forward. She recognized this man, she was the one that had saved him by the riverside. Not knowing what to say she didn’t think of meeting him again, she mumbled, "Thank... you."

The man shook his head and reached for a coin on the table. He then threw the coin out suddenly. San Er didn’t know what the foreigner wanted to do but she heard a voice after that. Turning her head, she found that Zhang Kun was lying on the ground and shouting at the ground in a distance. It seemed that he stumbled and fell face-first into a pile of... dog sh*t.

Many local businessmen couldn’t help laughing. San Er laughed with hands covering mouth but she had a feeling it was the foreigner who made Zhang Kun stumble. So, she stopped laughing turned her head back.

Zhang Kun’s face was full of shit. He had no dignity left to continue staying on the street. Therefore, he rushed back with his head lowered.

"Have... you been to the police station?" San Er started the topic first.

"Yes." The foreigner said, "But they couldn’t help me."

"Oh... why!" San Er was shocked---In her opinion, it must be a big trouble if the policemen couldn’t solve it.

The man added, "That’s alright. I regained some memories now. My memory was a little vague and I needed some time to recover." After words, the man took out his wallet and opened it on the face of San Er, "This is my ID card as well as some money. I want to rent this place for a short period while recovering memories."

San Er was stunned... She heard that foreigners were straightforward, but she hasn’t thought that the man was so frank. San Er looked at his ID card and read his name in mind---Mark.

"Excuse me." The foreign man... Mark, stepped in and didn’t wait for San Er to say yes. He was looking around.

"Wait, I didn’t say yes..." But Xiaozhi tugged a piece of her mother’s clothes. "Mummy, will this uncle protect us?"

"I have no idea..." San Er shook her head. She had a feeling that there was something strange happening in her life... She had thought of rejecting Mark. Yes, she had.

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...

Deep underground, Su Zijun felt quite comfortable staying together with the energetic leyline. She was filled with pure spiritual energy---However, as a high leveled monster, it didn’t make any difference even if she was filled with spiritual energy for hundreds of years. One more important thing needed to be done---She came to Xiang Liu.

Chains from all directions were binding Xiang Liu’s arms and legs one by one---Su Zijun was familiar with the scene. She was treated like this when she entered that strange club.

"Xiang Liu, raise your head." Su Zijun said to Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu’s face was pale... He looked like a patient who was suffering from mental torture every day. He smiled coldly when he saw Su Zijun, "Who are you... are you princess? Did you come to see my pathetic state? But, I like this place very much."

Xiang Liu shook the chains, "But these are very noisy. I can’t even sleep."

"Some questions. If you satisfy me, I will let you be a little more comfortable." Su Zijun said.

Xiang Liu squinted, "Princess, are you begging me for help?"

Su Zijun sneered and pinched Xiang Liu’s neck with sharp nails, "I can make you more comfortable or let you die, believe it or not."

"Go ahead." Xiang Liu chuckled.

"Black clouds covered the world, flying dragon in golden armor, on lunar Feb 2nd, the dragon raised its head..." Su Zijun asked, "Where did you hear this sentence?"

"From an inscription." The purple eyebrow of Xiang Liu became smooth. His eyes were shining with a cunning light. "And, I know more about this."

"Where is that inscription?"

"I swear, I will hand the inscription over in person if princess frees me. Alright?"

"I have said that I am not Long Xiruo." Su Zijun’s eyes shimmered with cold light, "I will help if you want to die." Her fingers opened and pierced into Xiang Liu’s body using her sharp nails, "I will drain your blood and make you die slowly... Anyhow, your life now is even worse than dying."

Xiang Liu shouted at once. At the same time, blood was running crazily from the wound... and the blood was gradually transforming into a big blood ball. Xiang Liu was cunning and sinister, but now, he was regretful. The girl from the fallen royal Xuanyuan family was not the former princess anymore. She was much more malicious.

"My princess, you will never know the location of that inscription if you kill me."

Su Zijun snorted, "I can kill hundreds even thousands of wandering ghosts. I have many ways to dig it out."

Xiang Liu didn’t know the relation between the inscription and killing hundreds of ghosts... But the fact was that Su Zijun wanted to kill him now. Xiang Liu was calculating how much blood had flown into that blood ball... and for how long he could control his fear.

Time passed, Xiang Liu couldn’t stand it anymore. He moved lips... the chains binding him rotated and lashed toward Su Zijun quickly.

Su Zijun clapped her hands and had to step backward under the attack of the chains.

The blood was flowing back to Xiang Liu’s body and the chains returned to their original place.

Su Zijun was terrified. But Xiang Liu laughed, "Hahaha! Princess, it will not be easy to kill me. It won’t let me die. Hahahaha!"

"Then you can just stay in the dark forever!" Su Zijun snorted and waved her hand. Her finger shot a drop of blood into Xiang Liu’s mouth.

Seeing the shocked Xiang Liu, Su Zijun smiled, "I can kill you but I am just lazy to do so. You have swallowed my Bloodthirsty Curse. It will burn your blood three times a day, leaving you a fate worse than death. Enjoy it!"

A hot painful sensation was burning his body after Su Zijun spoke. Xiang Liu couldn’t help making a whine.

Su Zijun had returned to the ground. Looking at the sky, she realized it was not dark. "So sleepy..."

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...

The female secretary knocked on the door---to the office of the director of Feiyun Entertainment.

"Mr. Cheng, Li Zifeng from the supervision department wants to meet you."

Cheng Yun frowned. He planned to hold a press conference to publicize his new company but he had to cancel it due to the "naturally formed pits". Although it was caused by nature, he was really worried as a golden spokesman because his real boss was feeling troubled too.

"For what?"

"It’s about the project proposed days ago."

"Let him in." Cheng Yun said.

Later, Li Zifeng met with Cheng Yun---He was an old employee of Heaven’s Shadow Entertainment. Heaven’s Shadow Entertainment found a new boss and reunited, hence most of the employees did not change---Of course, this was decided by the second young master---Zhong Luochen. According to him, they should be nice to these old employees. So, Cheng Yun smiled to Li Zifeng, "Li Zifeng, what’s the matter?"

Li Zifeng was more than thirty years old. He was mature in this industry. He smiled, "Mr. Cheng, I discovered a pretty good person. We can package him and debut him formally!"