Trafford's Trading Club
chapter-32-1

In terms of the structure, what the club was about to do was similar to the virtual game world once produced by the maid and Tai Yinzi.

The club would have a product available for sales while having the interested customers buy independently.

Of course, this time, it wasn’t a product produced by the club. It just so happened that more than one person demanded the product.

Product: Survival.

For their survival, humans were often willing to give up many things. If I’m dying soon, what else can’t I let go?

This was naturally what the public thought.

The theatre was the breeding ground for fear and despair. Over time, the hostages’ desperation inched closer to the tipping point.

The hostages saw no signs of police forces. Worse still, they were isolated from the outside for a long time. Every second they spent here was hard to go through, as if they had been stuck here for years already. Nevertheless, the shadow lingering in their heart prevailed and incubated malicious thoughts.

Who can save me?

Even if it’s the devil…

…

Outside the theater…

On the roof of a building facing the theater, the maid finished up a delicious Pastel. She looked at Boss Luo at this time, “479 hostages are willing to buy ‘survival.’ A total of 263 customers served.”

Essentially, the club acquired the transaction by doing only one simple thing. Although the transaction quality wasn’t as good as the other deals in the past, the superiority in numbers ranked among the top three of other business deals.

“Do we still wait on, master?” The maid asked.

Naturally, she was in charge of taking the orders. The ordinary Black Soul Messenger didn’t have the maid’s complex computing power to complete 263 contracts while communicating with each customer in one go. The amount of mental energy needed was immense.

This was more than multitasking.

“The police have already commenced their action.” Luo Qiu shook his head at this time. “No one knows whether the police will anger the criminals during the rescue process. During the conflict, if the guests who have reached the contract are harmed, it is equivalent to breaking the promise. Therefore, don’t wait any longer.”

Of course, Luo Qiu could wait until the last moment, or even tomorrow, as long as he added something similar to a protective barrier to each customer. With that, his customers could remain intact even under the explosion.

It was just that the cost that he incurred would be great. Worse still, he had to eliminate the memories of such a miraculous thing in the publics’ eye. In the end, it would be a loss.

In addition, the price for the service was unexpectedly conscientious—the price each customer only needed to pay was “three months’ worth of lifespan.”

Is a three-month lifespan long or short?

Different people had different opinions. Some people often deplete their vigor after sickness. If they fail to recover by having good rest or supplements, their lifespan could be shortened by one or two years.

At the same time, the transaction only demanded one condition from the seller to be accomplished.

Life span was the cheapest cost. Strictly speaking, the seller earnt little. Fortunately, the number of orders was so large that it was still an acceptable transaction.

Boss Luo waved his hand, summoning several space distortions in front of him. In the whirlpool, something seemed to be emerging. It was all the high explosives buried in the theater by the thugs.

“Replacement.” Boss Luo snapped his fingers again.

A large amount of gray powdery substance was extracted from each explosive, with a new substance replacing the extracted portion.

The replacement was a much cruder black powder. If so many explosives blew up at the same time, the power was probably equal to 300,000 firecrackers.

The boss then reached out his hand and pushed slightly. The explosive packets that had been drawn out of the spatial vortex were slowly pushed back in. Then, everything calmed down together.

“In this way, even if Roger presses the detonator, there will be no casualties.” Boss Luo smiled, “The only thing left is their guns. You Ye, you may need to take a walk this time.”

The club completed the transaction with the least effort and earned the maximum rewards based on the situation.

Boss Luo shook his head at this time. He seemed to hear pleasant laughter in his brain. The altar seemed to comment with a loli voice in his brain: This is the right way to do it!

With that, Boss Luo satisfied the bottomless altar.

The boss smiled and looked at You Ye, who had changed back to her work clothes, jumping towards the theater in front. He suddenly took out the gold Hasselblad camera to capture this scene.

Let’s call this photo the graceful beauty under the moonlight.

…

To Bucky’s surprise, the other two of Song Haoran’s subordinates had incredible combat prowess.

Yes, O’Neill and Lluvia killed Batu and took Batu’s equipment. But it was surprising that the three enemies they eliminated easily were dangerous and armed terrorists!

They dealt with three enemies silently. Bucky couldn’t even hear any gunshots.

“Are you mercenaries?” Bucky suddenly came to this conclusion.

In the thug group, they would recruit ordinary people in great numbers, typically the jobless in society or poor children. These people would go through intense training to improve their combat prowess, but it was still subpar.

Only those mercenaries who experienced life-and-death battle, or soldiers trained in the army, could be proficient. Of course, O’Neill and Lluvia weren’t soldiers. Otherwise, Song Haoran wouldn’t have proposed cooperation.

“Guess what Roger will do next?” Song Haoran redirected the conversation, “Would he grow suspicious of you? Or would he not?”

Bucky’s face was gloomy. No matter what, he was betraying Roger. Of course, betrayal was common in the criminal world, just like how Roger directly betrayed his father before.

Even though it was expected, no one could accept it when the betrayal happened!

Roger would shoot Bucky directly. It seemed that Bucky was already forced into Song Haoran’s side. He just hoped that Song Haoran’s plan wouldn’t fail.

“I think he will send someone to confirm the situation again.” Bucky thought for a while, feeling that this was the most likely possibility.

Song Haoran said with a sharp gaze, “Why didn’t he come out personally? Is he short of time?”

“No way, right?” Bucky hesitated slightly.

“We’ll know later.” Song Haoran smiled indifferently, “Now, let me get to know the political party leader, Billy. Lluvia, please invite Mr. Billy over, and be polite. “

Within ten seconds, O’Neill and Lluvia brought three men in a sorry situation to Song Haoran. Two of them were bodyguards, and one of them was bleeding on his arm. It seemed the injury wasn’t serious.

As for Mr. Billy, his face was pale and seemingly too frightened. But, he was a party leader and slowly reclaimed some calm at this time. Mr. Billy, who was in his forties, was at the peak of his career and naturally had the leader spirit.

“Which department are you from?”

In Billy’s view, these people were extraordinary. They fought with the thugs and rescued him. Hence, they should be classified as non-hostile for the time being. But he wasn’t sure if the other party were allies.