Vol 3 Chapter 288: There is no urban management style at 1 o'clock!

(To sign a new starting point contract today, it's a good job, but you can't drop less than 5,000 words!)
"call……"
As soon as the left shoulder was slightly warm, Tang En lying on the bed opened his eyes squintingly. Nothing could be seen in the dark, but he could sense his heartbeat. That was enough ... a long breath and turned over Then, he stretched a lot.
The time is now in the middle of the night, and even if the completely shaded curtains are opened, the room will not light up.
Pack up the traces in the house a little, clear the warning device at the door, open the wooden door, and Tang En walks out of the room. Visiting from left to right, there is no one in the corridor, except that the wall lamp is still flashing the yellow flame.
Lift up and walk to the right. Every few meters, a wooden door flashes on your side until a yellow wooden staircase appears at the end of the corridor.
This arrangement is naturally a hotel.
In the evening, when Tang En came to the city of Riva, he did not choose to leave, but instead found a hotel at the side of the road. After pulling up the warning device, he immediately fell asleep and fell asleep.
Alien hotels and taverns are usually one, but there are always exceptions, such as this one right now. When Tang En came down the creaking stairs, he went directly to the front hall.
The hotel business is a full-day business, so the door is naturally closed. The hotel owner was lying on the counter and snoring. After hearing the stairs moving, he opened his eyes and turned around subconsciously. Slightly hesitated and waved to say hello,
"Hi, um ... Mr. Arthur, are you going out so late?" The memory of doing business is good, not to mention just a few hours before and after, the boss can certainly remember Tang En's name.
Tang En's mouth slightly tilted, and he smiled and responded, "Well, I'm hungry. Go out and find something to eat."
"Oh, is Mr. Arthur the first to come to Riva?" He groaned a little, and the hotel owner continued, "If you don't go to the pub at this time. There are some snack shops on the west side of the city. expensive."
"Haha, that's the best, thank you boss." Tang Enwei nodded and thanked him.
"You're welcome."
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Naturally, the hotel Tang En will not come back again. After exiting the gate, go straight to the main road.
Riva is not a big city. In addition, it is not a bustling area, so it is a bit deserted. Except for the occasional shaking of drunkards, the street was empty.
However, Tang En's luck was good. Before he waited a long time, a carriage stopped not far in front of him, and then a few people like a family got out of the car and left. Tang En just caught up.
After listening to Tang En's request, the coachman nodded bluntly, indicating that he knew where it was, and then the coach set off again and drove to Xicheng District.
As the hotel owner said, the distance is really not too far. About ten minutes' drive, the carriage stops on the side of the road. Reach the destination.
Half the street was steaming, or the pans that were roasted or boiled kept heating. Maybe it will not be too clean, but the combination of various food flavors will always be able to stir people's appetite. Either acting alone or in groups of three or five, people who like to stay active at night sit on the table in front of the stall, touch 0 wine glasses, and yell at their respective things ...
Hot fog, fragrance, noise ... intertwined. Forming a lively life scene, a little Ukiyo-e.
Get out of the car, Tang En looked at the scene in front of him, slightly hesitant. It feels like returning to this world. Out of the Internet cafe in the middle of the night, sitting on the greasy plastic stools on the barbecue stalls on the side of the road, waving. "Boss, come with a few squids", then raise the glass that is not very clean and lift up the beer ...
Perhaps it was this familiar scene that provoked the long-dated string in my heart. Tang En's mouth turned up, and his mood suddenly became quite relaxed. Even in this moment, the matter of being chased was no longer important.
He glanced left and right, and randomly found a barbecue stall. The barbecue is naturally not as plentiful as it is today, but Tang En didn't care. He chose some pork and beef, ordered a glass of ale, and found an empty table and sat down.
Holding on to the ale, Tang En's previous feeling did not recede, but it became more and more intense.
At that time, I was a third-rate college student. I don't have to worry about life and worry about my family. I just live a life without passion and heartlessness ... now? It's not wrong to say that a butcher with blood on his hands. Passion is there, but dullness is gone forever ... It is just more than a year that he has become a completely stranger himself!
Bang, "Your stuff."
The complex thoughts instantly returned to reality, but the barbecue stall owner put a tray full of meat slices on the table.
Shrugging, Tang En closed his eyes and sighed softly, his mind cleared instantly, then the corner of his mouth pulled out, and he put a piece of meat into his mouth. The past can't be traced, at least it's not suitable to remember now ...
The taste of barbecued pork is very good. Of course, it may also be the first time to taste the technique of a strange stall.
After contentedly swallowing the oily sparkling meat slice, Tang En grabbed a mug of ale and just touched his lips.
boom……
A faint roar came from a distance, and then there was a trembling sound, a bit like a thunderous cloud.
This snack street was suddenly quiet, and many people looked up at the sky. This is, of course, futile, because even if the weather changes, it is impossible to see in this dark sky. Tang En shifted his eyes to the east for the first time. Of course, he wouldn't think it was a thunderous thunder. If there was no mistake, there was someone doing something, because those sounds in the back were like the sound of a wall falling.
These sounds did not last long, and soon disappeared. The people around didn't care, the noise broke again, and the original appearance was restored.
But then, a little, the sound of a horse's hoof came gradually and clearly. Obviously, the direction is exactly this street.
Others did not care, after all, this snack street is indeed quite famous in the city, even the nobles sometimes try something new. Of course, they will only let servants buy it back and eat it, instead of coming to places that do not match their identity.
Tang En frowned, looking again at the east street. After systematic training, his senses are much better than ordinary people. The direction of these horseshoe sounds seemed to be exactly the roaring place just now. And the sound of the horseshoe is a bit weird, obviously not alone, but the sound of stepping out does not look messy.
This sound effect may sound nothing, but it is not easy to do in practice. For example, if a large group of cavalry stands on the same spot. There is no need to do any other action, it will naturally give people a sense of oppression. And if it's messy, it can make people feel involuntary.
And the effect is not just on the surface of perception, if the horseshoe fall point of a large group of cavalry can be so uniform, the combat power will burst out during combat. Of course, this is not just a matter of tacit understanding. It requires rigorous training and extremely superb riding. Therefore, they usually appear in the legions. Because there can be thousands of miles to choose personnel. But now in the city ...
Don't ... Tang En raised her eyebrows wryly, and then smiled at the corner of her mouth.
Da Da Da ... Hiss!
At the corner, about a dozen cavalry turned out, and then held the reins at the same time. After the horse hissed, it slowed down and slowly came along the side of the street. Covered in bronze armor. Hang a few spears ...
really! Tang En took a sip of ale and nodded slightly, the corners of his mouth became more curved. I just wanted to find you, but I didn't want to bring it to you myself ...
"Oh, it's a guard cavalry." A guest not far from the table said the answer that Tang En had previously guessed.
"Uh, come out on patrol at such a late hour?" A trader asked curiously.
"You came from a foreign country. Hehe, our police hall is different from those in other cities." The previous guest shook his head. There was both pride in this city and contempt in other cities, "Well, see if there isn't, that guy tied up? I bet it must be an assassin. Haha, don't open your eyes, even dare to provoke us Minister. "
"Oh? So the director is very powerful? Dude, let's have another glass of wine. I'll treat you." Obviously, the merchant was aroused curiosity. Well, in most people's impressions, the Chief of Police is a comfortable person sitting in the office and giving orders. Do not rule out those with high strength, but even so, they will not go to risky charge.
"Haha, okay. Then I will tell you. In fact, the reason is very simple, because our chief of the police called ..."
Powes ... Than En sighed in his heart and looked up as the dozen cavalry came down a few meters from here. The man in front had a strong body and a black beard. Although the rubbing of the red nose is a bit irritating, but the blindfold of the left eye has made up for it, even a bit more fierce ...
This is Bowes who once famously killed the hundreds of assassins and became famous throughout the Bran Empire. This is also Bowes who abandoned the capital to enjoy the blessing opportunity and came to the daring northern city! This is a Bowie who climbs to the position of the chief of the police but likes to rush to the front when fighting ...
I dare not say that it is unprecedented, but Tang En's time in this world is not short, and what he sees and hears is also extensive. But no matter the former cavalry chief or the current police chief, the entire Bran Empire has this eccentric personality, but it is the only one!
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It seemed that he just came out to have a supper at random, and Powes took his cavalry to find a noodle stall. There was no inseparable Bernie beside him, and some were just thrown under a table next door and tied with a chain of men in black, eh, it really looked like an assassin who was blindfolded.
There is nothing strange about the stall owners and guests around, what should be done, seems to be accustomed to. Only a few foreigners listened to the surrounding discussions, and will glance at Bowes from time to time.
"It really is just another world ... there is no urban management style at all." Shaking his head, Tang En drank the ale in the glass, feeling a bit regretful.
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"Boss, get the two strongest drinks."
"okay."
Lowering his arm, while still in the air, Down looked at Bowes again.
There wasn't much to do. I sat down at a table with my cavalry and ate noodles, and my whole face was a bit fuzzy because of the hot steaming soup ...
This is the second time Tang En met Bowie after leaving Laiyan City. The first meeting was also in this city, which was not very pleasant. He not only made a mess of the city, but also sent the other party directly to the treatment hall.
Now thinking about it, although there is a reason for the situation at the time, but there is a hidden idea of ​​revenge.
Yan Long will be stationed in the first battle, Tang En tasted the first defeat in another world, he was shot directly by Bowes' overbearing swordman. He might have been killed in the hands of someone else if it hadn't been disturbed.
That battle was very exciting for Tang En. In addition to desperate training and growing blood, he also dared not sloppy in the preparations before the assassination. It can be said. It was from that moment on that Tang En matured right away and had some killer looks.
Later, he finally succeeded in revenge and defeated Bowes and Bernie. In fact, it was not possible to kill them at the time, but Tang En did not do it after all.
The specific reason is very complicated. Tang En himself can't figure it out, but just feels that he insists on principles like this. And those who are desperate are really rare, and it is a pity to kill them. Of course, there may be other reasons, but Tang En really can't taste it.
But one thing is certain, it has nothing to do with justice. Although Powell has always loved killing assassins, this does not mean he is a good person. I believe he will not admit it. The reason is very simple. The last time the two played against each other was on the street. There were many people in the surrounding houses, but when he broke out, he was very wild.
If you think about Bowie's behavior in Laiyan City, it seems that he just wants to kill as many assassins as much as possible, like obsession. No other glory, accidental injury, etc. are in sight!
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"Your wine."
"OK, thank you!"
One in each hand, Tang En picked up two glasses of bright red wine from the tray, sniffed his nose, and the pungent odor went straight into his throat. Well, it is really hard liquor, suitable for a drink when the cooperation is successful ...
I took a long breath and started to bypass the crowd. Go to the noodle stand not far.
The business on this street is good. People come and go, plus Powes doesn't pay attention to pomp, so they didn't have time to deal with the noodles. The guests came and went as they pleased, and did not change anything because there were more than a dozen men wearing armor.
Crossing a few table cavalry, Tang En came straight to a few meters in front of Bowes' side and stopped for a moment. Until Bowes lifted his eyes and raised the glass in Yang's hand, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted: "Drink a cup?"
Have a drink ... it's so simple to say hello, but it is also very suitable for the atmosphere. meet by chance. Have a drink and passers-by or friends? Who cares?
Slouching, Bowes sucked the noodles hanging from his mouth and looked at Tang En with a look of surprise, but then his eyes froze, his brows frowned, and he slowly lowered his fork. But it was just a few micro-movements, but the whole person let out a little bit of momentum.
It is indeed Bowers ... sighed in his heart, Tang En still remained calm, raised his glass again, raised his eyebrows, revealing the meaning of inquiry.
The momentum gradually shrinks, Bowes looked up and down at Don, and grinned sternly: "Haha, okay." After that, he waved his hands to let the somewhat inexplicable cavalry leave the table.
"Thank you." Tang En chose to sit across from Bowes, and placed two glasses of wine on the table, and then extended his forefinger to gently push one of them, only to the middle of the table, no more than one point, no One cent less, put your arms away.
Bowers waved slightly, raised his head and took a deep look at Don, and then extended his right hand to move the glass to the table in front of him. Among them, the arm also did not cross the invisible dividing line in the middle.
"I seem to smell a familiar taste, um, can you give an answer?"
"Of course you can. But ..." Spreading his hands, Tang En glanced at the big bowl of noodles on the table in front of Bowes. "Sorry! I don't seem to be here. Well, you can finish it."
"Okay!" Bowers responded without hesitation. Then he picked up the fork again and lowered his head to eat noodles.
The speed has neither accelerated nor slowed down, and it remains as before. It seemed that nothing happened just now. He just looked up and gave a slight fullness, and now he immersed himself in eating again.
Tang En didn't have any special expression. He nodded and smiled at the cavalry who was in a state of confusion around him, and then pushed the paprika seasoning bottle on the table in front of him to the middle of the table. Bowes was not polite. He took it directly from the bowl and sprinkled it a few times. After stirring, he ate again and again.
But eating a bowl of noodles, naturally, will not take long, not to mention Bowie's eating is a bit ugly, like gobbling.
Grunt ... "Ah ..."
Powes opened his mouth with a sigh of relief, lowered the bowl, and took the towel provided by the stall from the cavalry next to him. First he wiped his forehead, then wiped his lips twice, and finally wiped it in the palm of his hand.
"Another bowl?" Tang En asked.
Bowes shook his head: "Forget it, it won't be too late."
"Oh." Tang En nodded ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and calmly said, "I'm a killer. Well, that means the assassin."
A very abrupt sentence was to answer Oliver's previous question. Decades of struggle with assassins are not fake, so even if Tang En's camouflage skills are exquisite, Oliver is still alert. There is no reason to explain this, maybe it is the legendary intuition.
Knowing this, Tang En didn't rashly make any misunderstanding. Whether it was the previous wine glass or the subsequent chili powder seasoning bottle, it was just pushed to the middle. The same is true of Oliver. Although he was alert, he was still not sure after all, so he kept this rule silently.
Wow
Tang En's words were light, but it felt a little weird around from the beginning, so the cavalry, who had been paying attention, was not so calm. He pushed the table and stood up with his palm on his waist. The enemy waited for orders.
The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant ...
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