Trafford’s Trading Club - Chapter 880 - Volume 10 – Chapter 31: Net

Chapter 880 – Volume 10 – Chapter 31: Net

Volume 10 – Chapter 31: Net
Pastel was a delicious snack commonly found on the streets of Rio [1]. Firstly, spread the flour into a square shape, then wrap it in cheese. Afterward, add beef or chicken, etc., and fry it in a frying pan until the hue turns golden.

The hawker had fried several pax of Pastel, but no one contributed to the business. The reason was naturally the hostage-taking incident at the theater. It paralyzed the traffic on the most prosperous section of Rio at this moment.

Of course, the hawker didn’t care much about his sales at the moment. He was also following the latest information on the theater events on Twitter and the comments sent by people from various parties on the screen. Uh, yes, the so-called insider information is spread rampantly.

In short, Rio was chaotic this evening. But, those spectators who liked dramas happily participated in this unprecedented discussion.

“I want two pax of Pastel.”

“Okay… Wait a minute.” Although the hawker was a little reluctant because he was at the most exciting part of the story, the hawker still responded to the customer who came to his stall… a young customer.

Asians?

The hawker took a glance out of surprise. Behind this young man was a woman with a suit jacket wrapped around the lower half of the body. Maybe her skirt is torn or something?

But, how do they still have the mood to come here to buy food? Isn’t it time to watch the show in front and become a member of the spectator crowd?

The hawker was loading food into the container while absent-minded. His gaze was still fixed on his phone.

“There should be many people who are hungry over there. Maybe you can take a couple of fresh Pastels and sell them to the crowd. I think your business there should be better.” After the young man took the two pax of Pastel from the hawker, he smiled.

The hawker was taken aback for a moment, and then he patted his head: Damn it! Why didn’t I think of it as the best time for my business!? With so many people spectating, there must be many who haven’t eaten dinner!

“Thank you for mentioning it. Where did he go?” The hawker could no longer see the young man. Even the woman waiting at the side had disappeared.

But he didn’t overthink. He frantically made fresh Pastel with his swift hand, then put them into a basket. Then, he rushed into the crowd and shouted, “Freshly cooked Pastel, buy three… Sorry, buy four get one free!”

Looking at the hawker who was yelling hard for his sales, Luo Qiu took a bite of Pastel while the maid smiled slightly, “The ingredients aren’t fresh, but the sauce is special, so the taste is not bad.”

“So the street food is excellent.” The boss smiled.

You Ye took the handkerchief and wiped the oil stains from the boss’s mouth so that his master could be a clean and quiet foodie and spectator.

“Speaking of which, I forgot to return this pistol.” Boss Luo took out a pistol at this time, which Song Haoran had given him previously.

He shook his head, “Forget it. We will return it on the next encounter.”

You Ye suddenly asked, “Master, Mr. Song has that ‘thing’ on his body, will it be fine?”

Luo Qiu said calmly, “It’s just the soul remnant that just reborn. No matter what glory or power the soul remnant had in the past, it has now disappeared in the long river of history. In the future, whether it succeeds in becoming Song Haoran or Song Haoran succeeds in becoming It, that is the fate between him and it. But are there ancient ruins hidden deep in the jungle? It seems that we obtain many gains from this trip to South America.”

The maid no longer asked further. The master only cared about the story behind his father’s life rather than the so-called blood relatives.

“Speaking of it, I only did one business for a couple of days we’re here. It isn’t quite optimistic.” Luo Qiu pondered for a moment, “I can hear a lot of desires, so let’s just pick up orders outside of our interests.”

After hearing that, the maid nodded, put down the Pastel she only had a couple of munches, and stood up.

But Luo Qiu grabbed her to sit down again and said softly, “Don’t worry, let’s finish eating first.”

As he said, he also used his sleeve to wipe the gloss on You Ye’s lips and whispered, “I solidified the sense of taste for you so that you can remember the taste of all the food.”

“En.” The maid replied tenderly.

The boss raised his left hand and swiped, summoning a panel in the process. Within the panel was the scene of Caroline, who was stuck in a taxi on the road.

After just one glance, Boss Luo stopped paying attention and then looked towards the theater.

This glance stripped off all the outer walls of the theater, leaving only the theater’s structure in sight. There was no secret to this iconic building in Luo Qiu’s eyes.

…

Lluvia initially thought that after sending the three people, including Dr. Franky away, Song Haoran would hide and wait for the rescue from outside; or perhaps they would mix in with the hostages again to create more opportunities when leaving. But, Song Haoran asked Bucky to contact the thugs capturing Mr. Billy. He seemingly intended to ‘join up’ with these thugs.

“According to the rumors, Mr. Billy is a grateful person.” Song Haoran smiled, “I wonder how he will repay us after we save him?”

Lluvia couldn’t help but complain, “Military advisor, no matter how grateful that person is, he is still a politician.”

Song Haoran said, “That’s better. Those who hire us are often the politicians. Dad has accumulated a lot of customers over the years, but I also have to accumulate my customer base.”

O’Neill had no objection to Song Haoran’s plan. Instead, he was eager for bloodshed because he was interrupted earlier. He grew a little bit impatient, “If I go back and my wives know that I was kidnapped, they would laugh at me! I don’t want this to be a stain in my life.”

Lluvia was somewhat more conservative. He was full of worries, resisting Song Haoran’s adventurous characteristics.

Song Haoran suddenly held Lluvia’s chin up and said affectionately, “Also, don’t forget our plan tonight. Although my father requested us to terminate the operation, there is no such word as termination in my dictionary.”

“En…” In the end, she was no match for this man’s beast-like gaze under the noble man’s shell.

You will definitely become the ‘Iris’ king.

…

According to Song Haoran’s orders, O’Neill and Lluvia immediately lie in ambush at this time, waiting for the person pursuing Billy to appear. They would want to utilize the surprise factor to their advantage. As for Bucky, Song Haoran personally watched him while directing his actions.

“Hey, kid, you’re not a real government member, are you?” Bucky pondered.

“You’re not the police’s spy, right?” Song Haoran replied indifferently.

“Let’s strike a deal. If you let me go, I can give you wealth beyond your imagination. Brother, we are all here for the money. There is no need to lose our lives.” Bucky quickly suggested.

Song Haoran asked curiously, “You seem confident that Roger can win. Armed forces fully surround the theater. We’re encaged. Do you really think he can escape? Or do you really think that the hostages are enough to negotiate with the country?”

Bucky shook his head, “As you said, those chips aren’t enough for negotiation. Both parties are just delaying time. The releases of Moria and I are also intended to borrow time. But, we seniors watched Roger growing up. Although he is a fanatic, he isn’t a fool. He would never do things that he wasn’t sure about. So I think he might still have some crucial thump cards up his sleeves. The ace of spades that gives him the courage to go against the country!”

“You’re not as good as the rumored idiot.” Song Haoran nodded and said nonchalantly, “Do you know that Roger has buried a lot of explosives here, and he can raze this place to the ground in a few seconds?”

Bucky’s face changed drastically at the moment, and he looked at Song Haoran in horror. If it’s true… Motherfucker!

Why didn’t I climb the pipe to flee with the old man and the little couple just now!?

It’s too dangerous here! I want to go back to prison!

“Why do you think I’m kidding?” Song Haoran looked at Bucky playfully.

Bucky’s face was pale, and he smiled bitterly, “Roger would do it. In the hunt back then, this lunatic led all the enemies to his father’s side, using his father as a shield to escape. He would do anything.”

“I won’t let you leave. If you dare to leave now, I will kill you directly.” Song Haoran showed murderous intent.

Bucky’s face was gloomy, feeling that luck had left him, so he had to say calmly, “What do you want me to do!”

“Of course, things that suit your current identity.” Song Haoran smiled, “I’m a member of the ‘government forces,’ and you are the police’s ‘spy.’ We naturally need to work together, right? If you don’t want to blow up this place, let me maximize your value.”

Bucky sighed resignedly and full of hatred, staring at Song Haoran and said, “I see. So you and Roger are the same type of people. Your ambitions are too big and boundless!”

“Thanks for the compliment.” Song Haoran handed a dagger to Bucky. “I have always been kind to the collaborators.”

Bucky frowned and took the dagger in the end.

Bucky didn’t want to participate in any of Roger’s plans. He thought that prison was more suitable for him. Even if he didn’t know what Roger was planning behind the incident, the crime of hostage-taking was already quite heavy.

He was convinced that those officials with whom he had spent a lot of time getting a good relationship wouldn’t protect him afterward.

I’m sorry, Roger. I just want to be in jail peacefully.

Seeing Bucky’s gaze, Song Haoran knew that he had instigated this guy to back him up.

…

“Haven’t you caught the big fish? Your people are slow.” Crocodile frowned.

Roger said indifferently, “It’s just fleeing mice. They can’t get far. Anyway, there is still some time, so it’s better to treat it as a side dish.”

Crocodile snorted and looked at the senate president, who was being monitored in the corner. He grinned, “Speaking of which, I have a personal grudge with this old guy. Roger, let me have a chat with this old guy.”

“Oh?” Roger was a little curious.

Crocodile looked at the old senate president with a sneer, “I’m afraid this old guy has forgotten. Do you know how much trouble the bill he made five years ago caused me?”

“You mean that foreign trade bill five years ago?” The old senate president was amazed.

“You may not know that my business is foreign trade! With your care, my business has suffered a lot.” Crocodile sneered, walked directly to the old man, and grabbed his hair. He dragged the senate president to the door, “Give me 20 minutes, and I promise to let him come back alive.”

Roger waved his hand and had his man follow Crocodile, “Watch tight, this old man can’t help with any beating. Don’t let Crocodile beat the old man to death.”

“Boss, I got it!” A man nodded and immediately followed out.

Moria, on the side, shook his head, “This guy has beaten many people to death in prison. Why is he still so boorish after such a long time? Brother Doflamingo, why didn’t you speak? You have been silent since just now. Are you thinking of something bad?”

“I’m suddenly curious about one thing.” Brother Doflamingo looked towards Roger, “How did you find such a terrifying guy? It’s not that I don’t trust his existence, but how do you learn about such a person and get him to your side?”

Roger said calmly, “I will tell you later. Of course, I understand your character. You will never give up if you don’t figure it out. But, Brother Doflamingo, I want to remind you that this world is big. Sometimes and some things will far exceed your worldview. When you come into contact with some things, you will know how small the world was in the past.”

Brother Doflamingo frowned, “I don’t like this kind of rhetoric, but…”

But what? Brother Doflamingo couldn’t say it out because the intercom that Roger put on the table suddenly sounded. Then, there came the screaming sound.

Everyone could hear that the voice belonged to Bucky.

“Roger. We need reinforcement! Reinforcement… help…”

“What happened?” Roger picked up the walkie-talkie in one hand and asked directly. After waiting for more than 10 seconds, there was no reply.

He then called for the other men sent to capture Billy but also didn’t get a response. Roger’s face was as fuming as a volcano.

“It seems that this big fish broke the net.” Moria chuckled. “Billy? Crocodile and the senate president have some catching up to do. I also need to visit this guy.”

“Wait.” Roger frowned. “Things are a bit weird. We have 5 people, including Bucky and Batu. According to reports, Billy has only two bodyguards by his side, and their only weapon is a pistol. “

“What do you want to say?” Brother Doflamingo looked at Roger interestingly and suddenly said with a smirk, “You said Bucky is a betrayer? That coward?”

“Being careful helps you live longer,” said Roger indifferently. Then, he waved his hand and said, “Except for those who control the scene and the first line of defense in the concert hall, the rest will follow me. Moria and Brother Doflamingo too! In addition, tell Crocodile that if the president doesn’t show up after 15 minutes, throw the senate president’s body out through the window!”

Everyone acted.

…

Besides the conductor who died directly in front of everyone initially, there were also a few corpses in the concert hall. Unfortunately, these people were killed while Roger was having fun.

The corpses were randomly stacked in the corner.

Eight macho men armed with submachine guns stood in different positions.

How many guests were there in the concert hall? Naturally, the spectator’s count were dozens of folds of these eight thugs. But the question was, who would dare to challenge the ruthless muzzles?

These rich and wealthy pampered themselves for too long. They cherished their lives and didn’t want to fight for the possibility.

“Mom, I want to go home…”

There was the sound of a child weeping in the crowd. But soon, someone reached out his hand to cover the child’s mouth for fear of arousing the ferocity of this group of fanatics.

“God, save us…”

“Oh, God…”

“Anyone…”

“What the hell is going on with the police. Dear husband, I’m afraid…”

Panic and despair, as if they had gotten the best hotbed, were breeding at a terrifying speed and shrouded everyone’s heads.

Then, they did seem to hear some whispers.

Do you need anything?