A little episode passed away Victor who realized he was not in front of asking questions, Donn and Joshia continued to chat and walk forward along the main business road.

"Tang, your temper seems to be getting better and better now."

"Oh? Haha, now you are a master. Of course, you have to have the style of a master. If you compete with some ordinary small characters, you can't afford to lose that person." After stroking your hair, Tang En looked like the most lonely and slapped look of a master.

"Is that..." Joshia blinked, "I'm sure it's not mercy?"

"Uh...I'll go!" After a pause of his arm, Tang En opened his mouth, his eyes were stunned, and the image of the master collapsed without a trace. Then he stroked his forehead and said with a smile, "Comrade Xiao Qiao, you can ignore my character, but you can't insult my taste! Although the assassin just now did some disguises, his actual age and identity was an aunt. You don't know my taste yet? This is too heavy..."

Of course this is just a joke. After cooperating with the rest, Tang En explained briefly, "Man dies for money, birds die for food. Such as an assassin is like a crucian carp crossing the river, and it is impossible to kill. The best situation is to kill a few tough characters, scare away most of the small characters, and then carry out a unified cleaning... Well, if everything goes well, the situation will be much better."

Killing the chicken to scare the monkey is Tang En's plan. There is nothing new, but the success lies in the quick results and the short cycle.

Nodding slightly, Joshia suddenly looked a little sad, as if she didn't care about these things, and seemed to have absolute confidence in Tang En. Her eyes drooped slightly and she said abruptly: "But, my temper seems to be getting worse and worse..."

"kindness?"

"Maybe it's not that my temper is as simple as it is, but my nature is constantly changing. Or, ugly things are constantly being exposed..." Extending his palm. In the light, the white jade-ming. Joshia raised his mouth slightly and laughed at himself, "Do you believe that these hands and this mouth, just a little movement will cause countless people to die, no matter whether they are good or bad, no matter whether they are willing or not..."

Tang En turned his head and thought about it. He said seriously: "This is a war."

"Some are not." Shaking his head slightly, Joshia pointed to the city in front of him and said calmly, "For example, in order to stabilize the situation as soon as possible, I ordered me to enter the city not to capture prisoners. Those who hide Bran soldiers will be punished the same crime! Haha, killing prisoners is a war, but what about the ordinary people who provide hiding places for Bran soldiers? You should know that most of the garrison soldiers' homes are in this city. In this way, parents of course have to hide their sons, and their wives have to hide their husbands... But there is no way. What should I do? The order has been given, and it will be a cold heart for our soldiers. We can only kill and continue to kill..."

Taking a deep breath, holding the palm of Don En handed over, Joshia raised her head and blinked, asking, "Dang, do you think this is also a war?"

Tang En did not answer, but in fact, there was no need to answer. Tang En believed that Joshia could understand the relationship clearly, and no matter how bad it was, he could choose to forget and ignore it. This is not cold-blooded, but the necessary reason for the leader. The reason why it mentioned now is just because of his own existence. Seven emotions and six desires are normal. The stronger he is in front of outsiders, the more unprepared and weak he is in front of acquaintances, which is considered a self-regulation and balance. Therefore, Tang En just tightened Joshia's palm and listened quietly.

Sure enough, after a moment, "Ha, look at me, I'm obviously out shopping, but now I'm mentioning such a boring thing..." He squeaked inhalation and shrugged, Joshia apologized, as if he was just talking casually just now.

"It's okay, um..." Tang En naturally wouldn't expose it. He looked around and pointed at a tall statue in the distance, and changed the topic. "I'm a little curious. How did you deal with those charlatans? Kill them all?"

"What? Oh, the church, of course it won't be killed." Joshia looked up at the towering statue of the God of Light in the distance and smiled sly, "You know that those charlatans are the best trauma therapists, of course they are all exiled."

"I understand, waste is used."

"Ha, that's it. There is also the statue. I wanted to turn it off immediately after entering the city, but in order to take care of the psychological feelings of the citizens in the city, I will keep it first... I secretly tell you that we plan to destroy it in a few days in the name of Bran's deserter, so as not to be upset all day long, ha..."

The gray-clothed army and the beam of the Temple of Light were huge. Now that we have the opportunity to take revenge, we naturally have to find ways to return it. This is why Tang En never troubled the Temple of Light after he killed the Holy Light City. He knew that after the Gray-clothed army came out, the foundation of the Temple of Light would definitely be completely cleared, which is much more effective than killing some people.

After chatting for a few words, Joshia quickly adjusted her mood. When she looked up, she happened to come to a large clothing store with three shops. She glanced at her. There were all kinds of women's clothing inside, either hanging or slapped, with colorful colors and dazzling colors. It seemed that it was very attractive to enter and consume, especially women.

Looking up at the shop sign, Joshya nodded: "No wonder, it turned out to be Feng Karen's women's clothing store."

Tang En didn't study much about women's clothing, but as a killer who needs to know a little about everything, he also knew that Feng Karen was one of the top brands of women's clothing in another world. He spread his hands and said, "Go in and take a look?"

In this world, women like to torture their wallets and vent their emotions through crazy shopping. Tang En decided to copy it and put it on Joshia to see how it works.

"Yeah." Joshia did not refuse, nodded and walked in with Don Enxin. After the escorts in the rear were divided, Victor followed with several people.

The store is large in area and the decoration is exquisite and elegant. There is even a piano player playing the piano in one corner. The tunes are soothing and pleasant, and the atmosphere is quite good. But relatively speaking, there are not many guests here. A few young waiters gathered next to the door and chatted about something, which seemed a little quiet and deserted.

Seeing Tang En and Joshia come in, a waitress strolls with a professional smile, but after seeing Victor and others who are armed in the back quickly scattered around her, she immediately paused, with a few hesitant and fear flashing across her face.

In today's Shanhai City, those who can still wear armor can naturally be the Gray Clothes Army. Although the performance of the Gray Clothes Army after entering the city is pretty good, for ordinary citizens, it is better to stay away from it if they can not deal with it.

Seeing this, Tang En waved his hand without caring. "I'll call you if you need it." The waitress immediately breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. She performed a polite manner and quickly stepped aside.

The chat topic of the waiters just now seemed to be the gray-clothed army. Now that I saw the owner coming to my door, I naturally shut up. For a moment, I could only hear the extremely soothing music in the store, which added a bit of elegant and quiet atmosphere.

However, although the environment was quiet, the eye-catching Victor and others seemed to break into the shallow sharks. Some guests' faces changed drastically when they saw it. Several people immediately left in a hurry.

Those who can consume here are naturally wealthy people, either rich or noble. In the city, the ones who are most afraid of the gray-clothed army are the group. Let’s not talk about the far away, just talk about the signs of inviting the people to vote to judge the evil nobles, which are still standing on the streets...

Fortunately, the storefront is indeed big enough. Joshia and Tangen are only on one side now, so they have not alarmed all the customers. Otherwise, the owner and waiter would be very depressed.

In this case, Don Eun and Joshia have seen each other a lot, so naturally they won’t care. But Joshia buys something every time he enters the shop. It’s a kind of secret compensation, and this time is no exception.

"How is this?" Joshia asked by picking up a black cotton top with a simple and elegant style.

Tang En did not rush to answer, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "You seem to only like solid colors? I think most of your clothes are like this."

He tilted his head and thought, "Is there any? Well, maybe it's because he's wearing too many magic robes, haha... why, this one is not good-looking?"

"How could it be, it's very beautiful!" Tang En gave a thumbs up without hesitation. Some people were born with clothes racks, such as Joshia. But in the past, she used to wear long robes, covering up her slim figure. Now her concept seems to have changed a bit, from long robes and long skirts to simple clothes, which is less simple and more mature and capable.

"Really?" Women have always lacked resistance to praise, especially the praise comes from the person they like. Joshia is no exception. Although she is questioning her tone, her slightly narrowed smile still reveals her happy mood.

"Of course!" Tang En touched his chin and looked up and down again, "But the size of this dress seems to be a little smaller, and there is still a pair of suitable pairing pants... Well, waiter?" He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, attracting the waiter who had been waiting aside for a long time.

After knowing the problem, the young waitress replied respectfully: "Dear guest, please rest assured. The store has a complete range of sizes of all types of clothing. Even if it is out of stock, it can be transferred from other places to meet all your needs. As for pants matching, if you don't mind, I can ask the designer in the store to give you suggestions."

Tang En nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you, then let's do it. First try changing to a larger top, and then ask the designer. By the way, the changing room here..."

"plz follow me."

After all, it is a high-end shop. Of course, the place to change clothes is not just a curtain to pull it up, but a long row of compartments behind the shop, which seems very grand.

At this time, several men were waiting here, obviously with female companions changing clothes. However, for women, the speed of changing clothes would not be much faster, so these men could only gather together and chat casually. However, after seeing Tang En and others, especially Victor and others who followed, their speech suddenly paused, and the faces changed drastically, and they retreated repeatedly. I thought that if there weren't female companions here, they would choose to leave immediately.

Looking around like a hawk, Victor couldn't help frowning. After all, this place is a women's clothing changing room, so it's natural to check one by one. And if there are people inside, it's hard to get in. But if you don't check it, it's natural that it won't work. In short, it's all the fault of that damn guy...

He glared at Don Eun again, Victor stood up and waited to take a look at him one by one. However, Joshia shook her head to this side, obviously indicating that they should not get close.

After a little hesitation, Victor was about to continue insisting, and the waitress had already received a larger top. Seeing this, Tang En pushed open a compartment and glanced roughly. There was a large and small space, with a long mirror and a seat. It was obvious at a glance, that's all.

He bowed and waved his hands to make an invitation posture, "Please, beautiful lady." "Haha..." Joshia walked into the compartment with her clothes, turned around and smiled at Tang En, and closed the wooden door.

"Your Excellency, if you have no other requests, I will invite the designer to come now..."

"No hurry." After waved his hand, Tang En said calmly, "You just said that this place can meet all the needs of the guests?"

“Yes, 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 piano player is good. Can I order a song?" He raised his index finger and put it around his ears, signaling the soothing piano tune, Tang En asked.

"Ah?" The waitress was stunned when she heard this. She obviously didn't expect such a demand. After reacting, she looked a little strange and nodded, "Of course, which song is it?"

"Thank you, just click the Death Sonata. Now, this is your tip."

"Okay, thank you...uh?" The hand that took the tip was paused in the air. The waiter looked up blankly, looked at Tang En's calm expression, and blinked in disbelief, "Yes, I'm sorry, I may... I might have heard it wrong. What did you just say, which song?"

"Sonata of Death, thank you!"

…………(To be continued...)
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