Vol 3 Chapter 823: Death Sonata

A bit of an episode sent Victor, who realized that he wasn't the right one to ask, and Down and Josiah continued to chat and walk along this main commercial road.
"Don, you seem to be getting better now."
"Oh? Oh, now it is a master, of course, you must have a master's style, and then compete with some ordinary small characters, can't afford to lose that person." With a sloppy hairstyle, Tang En poses a master who is the most lonely and unflattened .
"Really ..." Josiah blinked. "Is it not pity?"
"Uh ... I'm going!" Armed, Tang En opened his mouth, his eyes narrowed, and the master's image collapsed instantly. Immediately stroking his forehead, he couldn't cry and laugh, "Comrade Xiao Qiao, you can ignore my character, but you can't insult my taste! Although the assassin did some disguise, the actual age is just a big sister. My Don't you know the taste? It's too heavy ... "
Of course, this is just a joke. After cooperating, Tang Enlue explained slightly, "Man died for wealth, birds for food. Such an assassin is like crossing the river, killing is never done. The best situation is to kill a few A ruthless character, scaring away most of the small characters, and finally cleaning up in a unified way ... Well, if everything goes well, the situation will be much better. "
Killing chickens and tamarins, this is what Tang En plans. Nothing new, but the win is quick and the cycle is short.
Gently nodding, Johia's expression suddenly looked a little hesitant, as if she didn't care about these things, and she seemed to have absolute confidence in Tang En. His eyes were slightly lowered, and he said abruptly, "But my temper seems to be getting worse ..."
"Yep?"
"Maybe it's not that simple-tempered, but that my nature is constantly changing, or that ugly things are constantly being exposed ..." He stretched out his palms, white and bright under the light. Johia's mouth was slightly raised, and she laughed at herself, "Believe it, these hands and this mouth. Just a little movement will cause countless people to die, good or bad, or reluctantly ..."
Tang En thought for a while and said seriously, "This is war."
"Some aren't," Johia said calmly, shaking her head slightly, pointing at the city in front of her. "For example, in order to stabilize the situation as quickly as possible a few days ago, the order I entered after entering the city was not to capture prisoners. Some people hid Bran soldiers, acquitted! Oh, killing prisoners is war, but ordinary people who provide Bran soldiers with hiding places. Do you know that most of the soldiers' homes are in this city? In this case, of course, parents must hide their sons, and wife of course hide their husbands ... But there is no way, what should I do, the order has been issued and taken back It just chills the hearts of our soldiers and can only kill. Keep killing ... "
Taking a deep breath, holding Tang En's hand, Johia blinked his head and asked, "Don, you say, is this also a war?"
Tang En didn't answer, in fact, he didn't need to answer. Down believed that Josiah could understand the relationship. No matter how bad it is, you can also choose to forget and ignore it. This is not cold blood, but the necessary reason of the leader. The reason why it is mentioned now is because of its own existence. Seven emotions and six desires are common feelings of people. The stronger you are in front of outsiders, the more unguarded and even weak you are in front of acquaintances. It is a self-regulation and balance. So, Dunn just clenched Josiah's palm and listened quietly.
Sure enough, after a while. "Ha, look at me, it's obvious that I'm out shopping, but now I'm mentioning such a boring thing ..." Inhaling and shrugging, Johia grinned apologetically, and if only just talked casually.
"It's okay, um ..." Naturally Tang En wouldn't take it apart, looked around, pointed at a tall statue standing in the distance, and switched the subject, "A little curious, how do you deal with the gang of gods? killed?"
"What? Oh, the church, of course not all of them will be killed." Josiah looked up at the erected statue of the bright in the distance, and smiled slyly. "You know that those sticks are the best Trauma therapists, of course, are fully equipped. "
"Yes, what about waste."
"Ha, that's it. And the statue, which was originally intended to be pushed away immediately after entering the city, but in order to take care of the psychological feelings of the people in the city ... I will tell you secretly that we intend to use Bran in a few days. Destroyed it in the name of a deserter, saving the eyes from looking all the time, haha ​​... "
The gray-clad army and the Liangzi of the Temple of Light had grown up. Now that they have the opportunity to avenge themselves, they must try their best to return. This is why Tang En hasn't troubled the Temple of Light since he killed in the City of Light. He knows that the Grey Temple will definitely clear the foundation of the Temple of Light after he comes out, which is more effective than killing some people. many.
After a few chats, Johia quickly adjusted her mood. When she looked up, she came to the door of a large clothing store with three facades, and glanced over. There were all kinds of women's clothing hanging or posing, colorful and dazzling. It seems very tempting to get in, especially women.
Looking up at the shop sign, Johia nodded, "No wonder, it turned out to be Feng-Karen's women's shop."
Tang En naturally does not study much about women's clothing, but as a killer who needs to know a little bit, and also knows that Feng Karen is one of the top brands of women's clothing in other worlds, he said, "Go in and see?"
There are women in the world who like to torture wallets and vent their emotions through shopping sprees. Tang En decided to copy it and place it on Josiah to see how it worked.
"Well." Josiah did not refuse, nodded and walked in with Tang En. After the guards in the rear divided the work, Victor followed with several people.
The store is large in size and the decoration is exquisite and elegant. There is even a musician playing a piano in one corner. The tunes are soothing and pleasant, and the atmosphere is quite good. But relatively speaking, there are not many customers here. A few idle young waiters gathered at the side of the door to talk about something, it seemed a bit quiet and deserted.
Seeing Down and Johia coming in, a waitress ushered in a professional smile, but after seeing the brisk step up behind, quickly scattered Victor and the others around him, there was a meal at his feet. There was a hint of hesitation in his face.
In today's Shanhai City, who can still wear armor, it can only be the gray army. Although the performance of the gray army was good after entering the city, for ordinary citizens, it is naturally best to stay away from it.
Tang En didn't care to wave his hand when he saw this, "I need to call you again." The waitress was relieved when she heard the words, and made a courtesy, and quickly stepped aside.
The chat topic of the waiters just now seems to be the gray-clad army. Now when I see the Lord coming, I naturally shut up wisely. For a time. Only soothing music can be heard in the store, but it adds a little more elegant and quiet atmosphere.
However, although the environment is quiet, the victorious Victor and others are like sharks breaking into shallow currents. After seeing some of their guests, their faces suddenly changed, and several people hurried away immediately.
What can be consumed here are naturally wealthy, rich or expensive people. In the city now, it is this group that is most afraid of the gray clothing. Far away for the time being. Let's say that the sign that invites people to vote for the evil and noble nobility is still standing on each street ...
Fortunately, the facade of this shop is indeed large enough. Josiah and Tang En are now only moving on one side, and they haven't alarmed all the guests, otherwise the owner and waiter might be depressed.
In this situation, Tang En and Johsia have seen each other along the way, naturally they do not care. It's just that Josiah will buy something every time she enters the shop, which is a kind of secret compensation, and this time is no exception.
"How about this one?" Josiah picked up a simple black cotton top and turned to ask.
Tang En didn't rush to answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked: "You seem to like pure tones? I think most of your clothes are like this."
He tilted his head and thought, "Yes? Well, maybe it's because the magic robe is worn too much. Hehe ... how, this one doesn't look good?"
"How come, it's beautiful!" Tang En gave the thumbs up unrelentingly. Some people were born with clothes racks, such as Josiah. It was just that she used to wear a robe, covering her sloppy figure. Now the concept seems to have changed a bit, from robes and skirts to simple clothes, a little less simple. A little more mature and capable temperament.
"Really?" Women have always been uncomfortable with praise, especially when it comes to the person they like. Josiah is no exception. Although her tone is questioned, her slightly squinting smile reveals her joy.
"Of course!" Tang En glanced up and down again with his chin. "But the size of the clothes seems to be a little smaller, and there is still a lack of matching pants ... Well, the waiter?" Yang raised his fingers. Attracted waiters waiting a long time.
After knowing the problem, the young waitress replied respectfully: "Dear guests, please rest assured. The size of all types of clothing in this store is complete, even if it is out of stock. It can also be urgently transferred from other places to meet all your needs. As for With pants, if you don't mind, I can ask the resident designer to advise you. "
Tang En nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, let's do this. Try changing the size of the top, and then ask the designer. By the way, the dressing room here ..."
"please follow me."
In the end, it is a high-end shop, and the place to change clothes is naturally not a curtain pulled up and finished, but a long row of compartments behind the shop, which seems very stylish.
At this time, several men were waiting here, apparently there were female partners changing clothes inside. But women, of course, the speed of changing clothes will not be fast, so these men can only chat together casually. However, after seeing Tang En, especially Victor and others who came with them, the words broke out a few times, a few of them changed their faces, and backed up again and again. If they did not have a female companion here, they would immediately choose go away.
Victor frowned as he glanced around like a hawk. This is a women's dressing room after all, and it is naturally inappropriate to check one by one. And if someone inside, he wouldn't go in well. But if you don't check it, it will certainly not work. In short, blame that guy ...
Glancing at Tang En again, Victor raised his face and waited to check his face. However, at this moment Josiah shook her head to this side, obviously beckoning them not to approach.
After a little hesitation, Victor was waiting to continue. The waitress had already exchanged for a size-one top. Tang En pushed open a compartment when he saw this, and roughly glanced at the space. One long mirror and one seat. At a glance, that's all.
He bowed his hands and made an invitation gesture, "Please, beautiful lady." "Oh ..." Josiah walked into the compartment with her clothes, turned to smile to Tang En, and closed the wooden door.
"Sir, if you have no other requirements, I will now ask the designer to come ..."
"Not in a hurry." He waved his hand, Tang En calmly said, "Did you just say that all the guests' needs can be met here?"
"Yes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ As long as there is a need for clothing ..."
Shaking his head, "It has nothing to do with clothes, but you should be able to do it. Well, this musician is good, can I order a tune?" He raised his index finger and placed it around his ears to signal the soothing piano tune, Tang En asked.
"Ah?" The waitress heard the words for a moment, apparently did not expect such a demand, after the reaction came a little strange, nodded, "Of course, which song is it?"
"Thank you, just order the Sonata of Death. Now, this is your tip."
"Okay, thank ... uh?" The palm of the tip took the air in the air, the waitress looked up blankly, looked at Tang En calmly, blinked incredibly, "Sorry, I'm sorry, I may ... maybe listen Wrong, what did you say?
"Death Sonata, thank you!"
………… (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please read.)