MTL - Trafford’s Trading Club-Chapter 18 Clown holding a black stick

Soon after, Yuki brought the mask of Luo Qiu's needs.

These three masks are naturally what they left behind after the warehousing. The next step is the choice of sin.

At first it was just to cover up the face in future transactions and to hide the identity. But after the three masks came out, each one was quite delicate.

Luo Qiu took one of them and carefully touched the decoration above. This is a Venetian mask, and it is a half-faced ‘Bauta’, which is also unusually gorgeous. Luo Qiu subconsciously.

The feeling of a veneer is open, but it disappears quickly. At the end, it seems that it completely blends with its own skin. Not only does it have no dull feeling, but even the weight of the face can not be felt.

- hypocritical mask: invisible after wearing.

A piece of such information suddenly flowed into Luo Qiu's mind. He looked at the night with curiosity: "Can you see me now?"

"There is no visual." You night said: "But the night can feel the owner's existence."

Luo Qiu stunned, but took a mirror and observed that he had disappeared in the mirror. After he had drummed for a while, he took the piece of ‘Bauta’.

Although it can be invisible, it seems that there is nothing to use. He just wants to let the guests not know their identity, not directly to make them invisible.

However, as a gadget, it seems to be good.

Luo Qiu raised the mask on the second side. A pulp mask. Although it is made of pulp, hardening technology is ok. The golden eyes on white, the cracked lips are painted with red pigments... In fact, it is a Japanese-style fox mask.

Luo Qiu also tried to wear it.

- In the face of Inari, you can pray for a bumper harvest.

Um... It might be useful in places where ancient or modern farming techniques are not good. Then the Japanese-style fox mask and the best night dress for Luo Qiu also took a bit, so there is still no egg.

He had to mention the third mask - a clown mask.

There was nothing uncomfortable after taking it, and as with the front mask, the information about the clown mask also flowed into his mind.

- The real clown, the ability to see through all the magic.

The so-called magic here is the kind of deception of visuals through special techniques and props, rather than the magical technique used by supernatural powers.

"Fortunately, it is a white-faced clown. If it is a color face, hehehe." Luo Qiu entertained himself: "There is no boss who is willing to come in and see the boss will be an uncle Mai?"

You can’t understand the night, so don’t comment.

"Just this. Although the ability still has no effect, but with this match, it is better than the other two." Luo Qiu stood up.

He with a clown mask is not funny at the moment. On the contrary, because the maids even picked out the costumes, Luo Qiu wearing a clown mask had a cynical and mysterious feeling... but it seemed to be a little worse.

Luo Qiu looked around in front of the full-length mirror and wanted to find out what was going on. At this time, a good top hat was taken from the cloakroom, and there was a black cane and a set of white gloves.

Luo Qiu took the hat and gloves and waved his hand in his hand. It felt pretty good.

"Well, I will call my Mr. Clown in the future." Luo Qiu smiled and said: "In this place of trading desire, there is a clown, it seems to be a good feeling."

"Master, you are happy."

Luo Qiu had intended to vomit two words, but the bell in the club lobby sounded.

I just had a new dress, and I immediately had a guest. It was really a sleepy pillow... Luo Qiu sighed and walked downstairs.

What I saw was a little nervous standing at the door entrance, and did not choose to walk straight in, but to observe the young people around.

Said to be a young man, but Luo Qiu estimated that this person's age is probably a few years older than himself.

It is easy to see the essence and temperament of a person from the behavior of a person... Is this a well-educated rich family, or a successful person like a social elite?

“Welcome, here is the club of Trass, what can I do for you... Dear, guest.”

After holding his cane back with his hands, Luo Qiu stepped down the stairs step by step and further observed the reaction of the young man.

"Are you?" But the young man was very careful not to choose a step further, still standing in the doorway, and the look of alert was even more intense.

"I?" Luo Qiu intends to smile... and then finds that there are masks in anyway, simply let it go: "I am the owner of the club, you can call me the boss, you can call me... Mr. Clown."

Rocky went to the youth and then ‘smelted’ a familiar taste... black card.

Well, this is already the third time the deal has come. Except that you are struck by yourself, count this as the holder of the black card.

How many black cards have flowed out before the club? Luo Qiu could not help but groan again, but did not drop the conversation with the guests: "Guests are not going to come in?"

“Here, can you really achieve any wish of the people?” the young man frowned and asked.

Luo Qiu suddenly snapped a finger, then opened his palm, a black card then floated on his palm, only to hear him smile with a smile: "Since the guest came with a card, There should be confidence in this place."

The young man subconsciously touched his chest, and even opened his suit and looked at the inner bag. He found that the black card that had been hidden here had disappeared.

He took a deep breath and quickly calmed down and said: "Hello, Mr. Clown. I am called Zhong Dianchen. This time I really intend to do a sale with you."

Business should not be slow to the guests, Luo Qiu politely flashed an invitation gesture, and said happily: "You night, greeting guests."

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It’s the most natural thing to be sweating on a hot day, but if you are sweating in an air-conditioned room that is open to eighteen degrees, then... of course it’s because of the intense activity.

Cheng Yun ordered a cigarette and looked at the woman who was lying on the bed with a charming look.

This is a guest of Gu Yue Zhai.

There is no background, but some are beautiful, people are smart, and they want to climb up, so the fastest and most effective way is chosen.

Cheng Yun knows what this woman wants - because he knows what the woman wants, so before his boss has not messed up Zhang Yurui, he has already screwed up this lady.

Of course, it seems that this kind of customer is still a good thing, but there is no way to compare with Zhang Yurui's nature, whether it is family or knowledge.

However, Chengyun has a self-awareness, knowing what kind of woman can do it by himself, and what kind of woman is currently unable to get involved.

"How come this time is so free, don't you have to follow your young boss?" Miss Zhikee smiled and looked at Chengyun.

Cheng Yun is also wondering about this matter. After leaving the ancient moon in the morning, it was only in the afternoon that the clock fell and went to Gu Gu Zhai. After that, the clock fell and he sent him away, alone did not know where to go.

After coming to the city, Chengyun was doing things with the front and back, but it was then opened. He even thought, is it because the old woman in the day suddenly stopped falling out of her own voice?

Damn, can't go on like this, otherwise things that are hard to get will become in vain.

For example, this woman, the heart is very important, if you know that you are not capable, you will soon turn your face and not recognize people.

Although it is such a temperament, but Kung Fu is really good, I also want to continue to play for a few more days - the most important thing is that he still wants to stay in the dust and get more trust, so that he is The status of the capital will be higher.

"During the day, I saw that Miss Zhang of your family seemed to have personally invited two people to the collection room. I don't know what it is?"

The woman knows that Cheng Yun has always been very concerned about Zhang Yurui, and knows that this is his boss to please himself. But it doesn't matter, as long as the man can give what he wants. Therefore, she did not hesitate to tell Cheng Yun, what she knew, about Zhang Yurui's preferences.

"The woman is the deputy editor of a local newspaper. I have been there twice before." The woman recalled: "I was the lady who I met at that time. As for the other man, I don't know. He is brought by Ren Ziling." However, it looks very intimate and may be a good friend or a younger brother."

Cheng Yun took a strong smoke and slowly sprayed it: "A deputy editor of a small newspaper? Well..."