Trafford's Trading Club

Ye Yan unwittingly thought of the time where he was probably rescued by someone last time when he was caught by KingKong accidentally.

‘Twice... Are they the same person?’

Ye Yan frowned. He fished out a red string from his collar. There was a small lucky lock tied to the string.

The main reason he came back was to seek the hiding location of the Micheal Club’s cargo. But there was another reason–––this lucky lock.

It was sent to him with a letter before the accident took place--- There was only one sentence in the letter: to check-in at a hotel in the city called Peace Hotel before a specific time.

There was time left since he had just returned to this country. So Ye Yan kept monitoring Kingkong while waiting for the specific time to arrive. Since it was the first time he was rescued by some kind man he didn’t know, he just came straightaway to Peace Hotel to heal his wounds.

"The one that rescued me–––and the one who sent the letter to are the same person?" Ye Yan thought subconsciously. However, he couldn’t figure out what was the intention of this mysterious man.

But this lucky lock was the reason that made him follow the instructions written on the letter!

Because this lucky lock was the object that he put in the funerary casket of his deceased girlfriend... Meanwhile, it was also what he had been bringing with him since he was a kid. It was given by his parents to ensure his safety.

Clenching his fists, Ye Yan’s look revealed coldness--- When he got off the airplane, at first he didn’t go to visit Ma Houde in the hospital. Instead, he went to Xiaochun’s tomb first.

The tomb was ruined by someone!

But he really couldn’t figure out...what he should do if the person who ruined the tomb and the one who rescued him were the same person.

No matter if they were the same person, the one who ruined the tomb had successfully enraged him regardless what was his intention.

Ye Yan took a deep breath. Standing up by holding the wall, step by step he went deep into the alley--- He’d spent 10 years working in this city, therefore he should know how to return to Peace Hotel in the safest and the most secretive way.

...

But Ye Yan didn’t think he would bump into Ma Houde when he returned to Peace Hotel again. The pudgy Ma Houde who was sticking up both of his hands laid on the sofa, forcing himself not to doze off... When Ye Yan came in, Officer Ma jumped up and rushed to him.

He eventually found Ye Yan here.

The boss who was dozing off at the front desk took a glimpse at him, putting on the headphones wisely and faking that he didn’t know anything about the matter between them. The most wicked bane in the city, Sir Ma, was in the town, how dared he eavesdrop!

But Ma Houde pulled Ye Yan to aside.

"How did you find me here?" Ye Yan frowned...Too many things had happened today and it was very chaotic.

Ma Houde snorted, "Isn’t there something you should tell me?"

Ye Yan sighed, "Bro, sorry that I knocked you down."

Then Ma Houde’s look turned better, "It wasn’t me who found you here. Ziling told me you’re here. Have you forgotten that our sister is more resourceful than us, the public officials?"

Ye Yan was shocked before shaking his head with a wry smile. He glanced at the hotel boss... Maybe he was Ren Ziling’s spy.

At this moment, Ma Houde kneaded Ye Yan’s shoulder, "Well, you got well quickly in just a few days. The last time I saw you, you were just starting to vomit blood."

"I won’t die because my bones are hard enough."

Ma Houde’s look became serious suddenly, "Old Ye, I have some questions for you. You have to tell me honestly–––Listen, regarding the club, I have no say in it since you have your standpoint. You can’t hide it from me because this is no longer your own business!"

"Excuse me?"

Ma Houde fished out the envelope, saying in a solemn tone "This is for you...written on it is the address of your brother’s burial place."

Ye Yan gaped, his pupils widened all of a sudden, turning resentful. He tore open the envelope quickly and read the letter. Without any word, he tore the letter into pieces.

"Ye Yan! Tell me honestly, other than your own matter, did you come back this time for something related to our bro?"

Ye Yan took a deep breath, pressing Ma Houde’s shoulder with both of his hands, "Bro, calm down. Listen to me calmly first and I’ll tell you. One and a half months ago..."

...

Bang---!

Ma Houde patted the tea table ferociously and scared the boss, making him turn up the phone volume in haste. He lowered his head and continued reading this morning’s newspaper that had been reread who knows how many times.

"What! He went so far as to dig Xiaochun’s tomb!! Let me kill him!!"

"Do you know who did this?" Ye Yan voiced softly, "Do you think I don’t feel like killing him too? But calm down."

After all, Old Ye had the greatest voice in this matter.

Ma Houde could only recollect his anger, "That guy first attracted you back, then let you see that Xiaochun’s tomb is ruined...He told you to stay here because it will be convenient to contact you at any time. But our bro’s tomb is mentioned in the back of the letter mentions. Does it mean..."

Ye Yan frowned while looking at Ma Houde, "What are you thinking about?"

Ma Houde lost his temper, "F*ck! Of course I’m thinking about what’s in your mind---I’m too stupid! Even thinking of waiting for 3 days initially! If that brute wants to destroy bro’s tomb, he won’t wait for 3 days!! He might have done that now!!"

"Let’s go to the tomb now." Ye Yan lowered his voice.

Ma Houde nodded but he was shocked suddenly and stroked his heart subconsciously.

"What’s wrong?"

Officer Ma got confused, "I don’t know what this is but my heart is beating weirdly somehow. I have a bad feeling."

Meanwhile, the teacup of the boss at the front desk dropped. He stood up after being shocked and then sat down immediately with embarrassment.

Ye Yan frowned, he seemed to have the same feeling in that split second. The feeling flashed past, he then recollected himself, saying in a low voice, "Let’s go."

The two quickly got out of Peace Hotel.

When they left, the new ‘tenants’ of this hotel who had just checked in today quivered at this moment. All of them held the woman in black tightly...grabbing her clothes and crowding around.

"Don’t worry, sister is with you..." Black Water comforted these little monsters.

...

...

That horrifying door dissipated in the air gradually and the silver color in Luo Qiu’s eyes had faded. He seemed not to spot this kind of change on himself.

"Master, there will probably be a trace of the destroyer’s smell here..."

While Luo Qiu waved to stop You Ye’s words.

He shook his head and squatted down again. He stretched both of his hands into the pit full of nasty objects, taking them out one by one.

"Master, let me do such work for you." You Ye said worriedly... This is the master whom she needs to be devoted to. In her opinion, she couldn’t let her master do such dirty work.

"This is my father’s tomb, so I have the obligation to clean it up when it’s dirty."

Luo Qiu look showed an extraordinary firmness in his gaze. Using his own hands, he took out the nasty things one by one, "No matter how dirty it is."

You Ye could only back off silently to aside. A great urge of murdering someone flashed past her eyes---It also meant stepping on her as long as her master experienced this kind of humiliation!

"Who’s there?"

Just when the want of murdering someone was going to explode, You Ye looked towards a direction abruptly.

In the dark, she could only see a figure coming out slowly from the tomb at the side... that was probably a man.

That man with an extraordinarily firm gait asked, "This should be the question I need to ask you guys. Who’s there?"

He was carrying a kerosene lamp. This figure gradually became clearer. He carried two bags, seemingly coming back from the supermarket and not wearing the staff uniform of the tomb site.

But coming to the tomb site in the midnight, perhaps he was not here for worship.

He lifted up the lamp, illuminating Luo Qiu and You Ye. He frowned and asked curiously, "What are you doing? Who allowed you to dig these things out?"

You Ye said coldly, "Was it you who buried such dirty things here?"

"Who are you?" This man put down his bags, narrowing his eyes.

His phalanges were bigger than ordinary people, not tall, with a pale look and was around 30. His left foot took half a step back with his body turning sideways.

Luo Qiu who continued to fish out dirties didn’t turn around, "Was it you who did this?"

"I don’t know who you are, and I’m not obliged to answer you." That guy sneered.

"Answer me." Luo Qiu’s voice became softer.

That guy gaped with amazement, blurting out, "Yes, it’s me!"

Luo Qiu paused suddenly, raising his head and breathing deeply, "I don’t care what your intention is and now I don’t even want to care about what you’ve plotted. Anyway, you... come here."

As if pulled by something, the man rushed to the front of the tombstone.

"Kneel down."

That man resisted but couldn’t stop from his feet from kneeling down ferociously in front the tomb, hitting the tombstone and making a hitting sound.

His couldn’t refrain from revealing an astonished look.

"Kowtow... You! Kowtow! To! My! Father!" Luo Qiu turned his face around, "Kowtow!!"

Bang---!

The guy smashed his skull ferociously on the flagstone in front of the tomb!

Blood started to ooze from his head.

Bang, bang, bang---!

A dozen continuous kowtows.

Luo Qiu merely went back to cleaning the pit, paying close attention.