Vol 2 Chapter 11: Hell has no way to vote ...

Late autumn, in the morning, Laiyan City was more than ten miles north.
The lush cedar dew is not dry, and in the gaps in the forest, rows of black iron fences can be seen.
On the periphery of Songbai, some carriages passed by from time to time. Perhaps because of the environment, the click of the horse's hoof turned out to be solemn and solemn.
Tang En disembarked from the carriage at the iron gate. There is a stele beside the iron gate that reads: Laiyan City Qinglin Cemetery.
There is a registration and inquiry office at the entrance to the cemetery. Tang En walked over and asked, "Hello, I have a friend who was buried here about three days ago. His name is Bart. I want to know where he was buried?
"Wait a minute, what's your name ..."
"Well, Arthur."
The administrator wrote Arthur's name on the register, then opened a book, and after checking a few pages, said, "Your friend is in the 87th district in the West District."
"Okay thank you!"
"You're welcome."
Like Arthur's pseudonym, Tang En's appearance now is a middle-aged man with a sallow face. The old housekeeper has said that the killer never reveals his true face during the mission.
Entering the cemetery, Tang En glanced casually and walked towards the West District according to the signs.
世界 A new life is born every second in this world. Similarly, every life will die. So there is no shortage of people in the cemetery.
Life has no value. But the place of birth determines their own destiny.
Similarly, when these lives of different fate die, the way of burial is naturally different.
The western part of the Qinglin Cemetery is a civilian burial area. Here the size and style of the tombstones are the same, and the two tombstones are very narrowly spaced. Looking at the cemetery, it seemed very crowded.
If you want to make a better cemetery, don't want to be too close to your neighbors. Well, please come to the North District, where you can meet your wishes. Of course, the price is much more expensive.
As for the Southern District, it is the Martyr's Garden. Some soldier officers who died for the country will be buried there.
The most luxurious is the cemetery in the Eastern District, but you do n’t even want to come in here even if you have money, because this is the noble burial area.
Every time a nobleman dies, the Eastern District will be very lively. Needless to say, what is the pomp, of course, how luxurious it is.
Funeral is nothing more than that. It is not just to mourn the dead, the most important thing is to give the living vanity. This is true no matter what time and space.
After fooling around, Tang En came to the Western District.
Twenty-two crowds gathered in front of the tombstone, whispering and weeping. The green cypress towers around, temporarily covering the east sun, and giving it a dark gray tone.
Tang En went all the way to cemetery 87. The introduction of the tombstone is simple, that is, Bart's tomb, and the time of birth and death.
相比 Compared to the tombstone next to it, Bart's tombstone added a sentence "May you return to the arms of the God of Light."
Generally, the tombstone engraved with this sentence indicates that the deceased is a believer in the God of Light. Of course, there are exceptions. If you have the money to ask the priest to come after the death, then the priest will help you with this sentence.
Tang En exhaled and placed a bunch of white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone.
If Father York is "not a human", Bart, the nicknamed bear, is the first target he killed in another life, and is still assassinated.
Of course, although there was some feeling in my heart, Tang En ran over early in the morning, not to sacrifice the tyrannical bear.
来 He came here this time, but it was a drop-in. His main purpose was to monitor the second target.
Although I am familiar with the effect of the upgrade in the space, how practical it is? It is most appropriate to test it with practice.
咦 "Oh, this is the grave of the teddy bear guy ..."
A group of bad people who just felt well dressed passed by Tang En, and they all saw Bart's tombstone casually.
The group stopped when they heard the words. A thin-mouthed monkey with a sharp head and a thin man looked at the tombstone: "Bart ... well, it's a bear. I even had a drink with him more than ten days ago. I didn't expect it. what……"
The man sighed in an impermanent tone, and saw Tang En, standing aside, and arched a hand and laughed, "Brothers are axe?"
Tang En blinked and arched, "Yeah, are you Moya of the Blue Wolf Gang?"
哟 "Yo, brother know me?"
"Well, I heard the Boss boss mentioned that you are resourceful and admired him."
Of course I know you, it's written on the information. Moya, five feet tall, has a sharp-billed monkey gill and is thin. The green wolf helps the little chiefs, often appearing at Pier 66 in Nangang.
I was planning to come to you later. I didn't expect that I would come to your door. Really ... has no door to vote.
"Haha, the Grizzly Brothers have really won a prize." Moya naturally didn't know the situation, and smiled sharply after hearing the words. "I just have some ideas, which is comparable to the strength of Bros. . Then, brother, I really envy your welfare of the axe gang. "
呃 "Uh ... Really?" Tang En responded vaguely.
Moya: "That is of course. We little crickets who are licking blood to buy and sell, maybe one day they were hacked to death. Naturally, a thin coffin dies, and they are directly buried. But your axe is good When the tyrant bear was buried, he also specially invited a priest to overdo it. This matter has spread on the road, which really makes us envious. "
"Oh, this is ... it's very good, to contribute to the help, haha!"
Moya seemed to be very emotional and said, "So, axe is really good for this welfare."
"Brother, over there ..." A brave man reminded.
"Oh, by the way. Today is the day of death of our predecessor, so it is inconvenient to talk more. Brothers can come to Pier 66 for me to drink."
"Okay, it must be!" Tang En arched a hand and laughed. It is certain to find you, but for things like drinking, you still have to go to the bear ...
The five members of the gangster wolf also left. As far away as the sound came,
"Boss, are you familiar with tyrants?"
"Make a fart, and drink a glass of wine, that brute man ..." Moya's tone was very disdainful.
"I heard that the bear was hacked to death by the bad gambler on the dock?"
"Yeah, the tyrannosaurus took the list to kill the gambler, and it turned out to be killed. So I often teach you that brute force is unreliable, and the key is brain ..."
"Yes, yes, boss wise!"
Uh ...
Although those people have already lowered their voices, the trained Tang En can still hear clearly ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The words are immediately happy. Feeling that they always thought that the tyrant bear was a bad gambler ...
But that's fine, too. The killer is too famous to be a good thing.
Since it collided with the target, it would not be appropriate to follow it again.
The best way now is to ask him to drink after two days, then drunk him, and you can easily die.
Thinking of this, Tang En stepped down to the cemetery in the West District and walked towards the gate of the cemetery.
的 The sun blocked by pine and cypress has risen to the east, and the gloomy cemetery looks much brighter.
在 At this moment, the pedestrians in front of Tang En made some commotion and began to spread to both sides.
Uh? Tang En narrowed his eyes and froze.
I only saw a weird man in a flower dress, long hair, and a weird mask on his face.
The weird mask is full of messy red and white symbols. At the corner of the eye, it seems that the red paint has dripped two blood drops. The blood red eyes behind the mask look strange.
When encountering such strangely dressed people, pedestrians naturally subconsciously gave way,
"Tick, tick, tick ..."
怪 This strange man is also welcome, with an inexplicable rhythm in his mouth, shaking his fingers, walking lightly in the middle of the aisle like dancing.
Seeing that the weird mask was approaching, Tang En also gave way.
Unexpectedly, when the man passed by, he tilted his head and looked at Tang En's face, and the bright red lips under the mask grinned suddenly.
Tang En's body stiffened, not only because the smile was ugly, but he also felt that the other party was seeing through his disguise.
"Tick, tick, tick ..."
The masked weird smiled, and then walked towards North District. It seems that the smile just now is just inadvertent ...