Trafford's Trading Club

Volume 10 - Chapter 43: We Will Make You Feel At Home! (Part 1)

After a careful search, the agents on the street finally came to a surprising conclusion: They lost their target, allowing Bucky to escape successfully in full view.

The news was like igniting a trigger. The fire spread into the command team of this operation team immediately and struck the head in charge of the operation team.

The team leader believed that he had used all the cuss vocabulary accumulated over the past few decades on the operation team members, but he still couldn't calm down.

After drinking two cups of ice water in a row, he only recovered a bit of calmness. But, his temperament was still like a rooster defeated in a fight.

"There are 15 members in the operation team, four of which are senior-level agents, and we have planned ambushes all around. We even have intelligence provided by informants." The operation team leader slapped the table fiercely, "Yet, the last report handed to me is that you all caught the wrong person!"

The group leader's eyes were wide open. After Jose's death, the position was vacant. Many people were eyeing that spot.

As the commander of this operation, it happened to be an excellent opportunity to take credit and prove his worth, but he didn't expect that he would fail at the most critical point of his career.

For this reason, the team leader who was struggling to get a higher position stared fiercely at a man in the meeting room who was enjoying the takeaway food. He said with great dissatisfaction, "You don't seem to be surprised we can't catch Bucky at all?"

The man picked up the napkin next to him and wiped his mouth. His etiquette was impeccable. If it weren't for this guy's identity, the operation team would have thought that this guy was the descendant of a nobleman.

"I have helped you and done my job. Then, no matter how it turns out, it has nothing to do with me, right?"

"Brother Doflamingo!" The operation team leader couldn't help but grit his teeth.

"What's your name?" The man raised his head slightly, with a weird smile on his face, "My name is Saint Francis right now. I'm supposedly a doctor from Yale University."

"You…" The operation team leader glared at the slow man again, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He knew that he had no power to command this guy. Otherwise, this guy who appeared in the hostage-taking incident as a felon last night wouldn't sit here and observe his operations.

To be more accurate, this felon was either backed by the prominent figure of the country who was the boss behind the operation team leader or acted as a collaborator with that central figure. This time, he only came in the name of assistance.

But even so, the operation team leader was still so irritated by it!

"Dr. Saint Francis!" The operation team leader said solemnly, "Bucky has run away. What do you think happened?"

Doflamingo… Saint Francis said indifferently, "As expected of Bucky, he has luck that is incomprehensible to ordinary people. In other words, I'm not surprised that he can leave safely during the arrest process."

The operation leader knocked on the table, "I'm asking you, what else can we do to lure him out?"

Saint Francis shook his head and said, "Nothing. This arrest has exposed that someone under Bucky has rebelled. Bucky is a timid guy but also an overly cautious person. He feels insecure all the time. That's why he never thought of leaving once he was imprisoned. By the same logic, since the person receiving him had betrayed this time, then he would never find any one of his subordinates to continue to meet him. Unless one day, he thinks that all the traitors who betrayed him or hidden have been eliminated."

"So, I can't do anything about it anymore?"

"That's your business." Saint Fran shrugged. "Having Bucky's men betraying him this time has exposed the chess piece I have placed around him. In the future, he may track the betrayer down and find out it's me."

Saint Francis stood up and said, "Although I'm not afraid of Bucky, once this guy uses that strange luck, it may cause me some trouble. So you're on your own now."

With that, Saint Francis pushed the door directly to leave. A blonde girl dressed in a professional suit immediately greeted him as the door opened. This girl appeared as Saint Francis's secretary.

However, in less than half a day, Dr. Saint Francis, who graduated from a prestigious school and had made remarkable achievements in many fields, quietly appeared in the political arena of this country.

The next thing for him to do was run for election and become a senator.

The conference room door was closed, and the operation team leader swept the papers on the table to the floor in anger. In the end, he sat down in a complicated mood.

Are you kidding me?

Such a murderous felon, who killed countless people, becomes a senator candidate in less than half a day. Worse still, he has the chance to be the central pillar of this country in the future.

"Has this country fallen to this level?"

The operation team leader sighed for a long time, looking at the temporarily assembled screen, and felt that his strength was exhausted. Finally, he picked up the microphone with difficulty and said lifelessly, "Let's retreat. We will plan and deploy the next capture plan later."

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—"Hmph, most probably you are a monster with sharp teeth, four legs, and a terrifying mouth!"

—Perhaps, you are a rotten zombie with only a few strands of hair!

This voice echoed in the lobby as if the universe's willpower had amplified it.

Of course, this feeling was purely an illusion.

Speaking of which, Boss Luo didn't put on the specially prepared mask since he had left his homeland. Of course, now he no longer needed the mask as a cover, even if he met an acquaintance.

Even if Bucky had seen the boss and the maid last night, Bucky's knowledge and perception of the duo seemed illusory.

The ability to temporarily seal off the opponent's perception of them seemed to have triggered subconsciously. Luo Qiu didn't think of finding out when this ability would trigger. That was more so because the boss was going with the flow type, and he liked to be a conservative with his resources.

But, what level of imagination is needed to imagine me as a monster?

How much hatred does he have for women to compare women to zombies?

Luo Qiu wasn't a narcissist, being so conscious about his looks. He wouldn't deliberately look at his reflection on the mirror of the shop windows on the street. Even so, he was far from ugly. How could he be described as a monster?

"It seems that the customer has experienced something… well, something special." However, Luo Qiu still had a good temper and patience despite this weird encounter.

But Bucky didn't seem to agree.

Because he felt that he was too smart, and he could see through the young couple at a glance, even though he didn't know where the couple came from.

But since there was such a thing as Lucifer, it wasn't unbelievable to have something similar.

At this moment, seeing the appearance of the young men and women in 'stunned,' Bucky sneered, "Stop pretending, show your true form! It's quite hard to maintain this form, right? I'm not a country bumpkin. Even if you're really a monster or a rotten zombie, I can still speak to you well. More so that it will make me feel that you have at least a little sincerity."

Monster*2. Zombie*2.

Boss Luo was silent. The maid kept a charming smile before the master expressed himself.

"Why don't you speak anymore?"

Bucky frowned at this time, "Are you not monsters and zombies? Something else more disgusting? Okay, I don't mind! I've seen octopus monsters before, and I won't despise you. But it's best that you're not a muddy monster. I'm not too fond of the smell. By the way, this girl… Forget it. You can be counted as a female. Your perfume is great. That's to conceal the stench, right? Where can I get it? I can bring them to some guys I know. I can't stand the stench on them every time. By the way, they have bad breaths too!"

Monster*3. Zombie*3. Octopus monster*1. Mud Monster*1. Female*1. Odor*1. Bad Breath*1.

Seeing that the man and woman were still silent, Bucky shrugged. He pulled the stool that had automatically moved to his side again and sat down directly.

He put his hand on the back of the chair and leaned slightly to one side with a somewhat bossy manner.