Steiner Beer Hall, Berlin, Germany.

A bubbling glass of German-style beer is the best option for many people to spend a leisurely afternoon. The beer in the Steiner Brasserie is famous in this neighborhood, so many people come to visit it.

The dark-haired man lingered in front of the beer hall for a few moments, attracting suspicious glances from many passers-by. The man didn't care, he rearranged his clothes again before he exhaled and walked through the door.

The scene in the beer hall was much like he had imagined: the aroma of wheat everywhere and the noisy drinkers together. The man didn't seem to like it very much, but he held his breath and searched the noisy tavern with his eyes.

"What do you want to drink?" said the bartender to the man. "We have great beers here, and you won't regret choosing this place. ”

The man smiled slightly: "Don't be so polite, I'm not here to drink, I just want to come here to find someone." ”

The bartender was suddenly interested, he looked the man up and down, and said, "I guess you must be looking for a strange-looking middle-aged man, a little bald, and not very fond of talking." ”

The man laughed, "You know so much, I haven't even said that you have told me everything about the person I'm looking for." ”

"Because someone has come to look for this person before. The bartender grinned and boasted, "I think you look like you're looking for the same person as him, so I'll take a guess." ”

"So. The man said, "Can you tell me where the person I'm looking for is?"

The bartender picked up a bottle of beer and poured himself a full glass, and he raised his glass and drank it down before burping in satisfaction. "It's right there. He stretched out his hand and pointed in one direction. "He's sitting in that position, and you should be able to find him if you go. ”

"Thank you. The man bowed politely, then turned and walked in the direction of the bartender's finger.

The bartender poured himself another glass of wine, muttering as he sipped, "Why are there all these weirdos these days, it looks like I'll have to check on everyone in front of the bar next time before I decide whether to let them in or not." ”

The man followed the bartender's direction, scanning everyone in his seat with his eyes, and finally found the person he was looking for in the most remote part of the direction.

"Mind if I sit down and have a drink?" the man asked.

Some balding middle-aged men looked up at him, then raised their glasses to signal that he could.

"The weather was nice today. As soon as the man sat down, he said. "The sun is so good, and there are no clouds, so it's best to go to the beach on such a day. ”

"It's not safe by the sea. The middle-aged man put down his glass, "Sometimes what we can't see is at the bottom of the sea, ready to break out of the darkness at any moment, and then everything will wither." ”

"You know a lot of things. The man kept a polite smile. "A few days ago, one of my companions approached you, and I think you had a pleasant conversation with him. ”

"It's okay. The middle-aged man replied nonchalantly, "After all, he and I have known each other for so many years, and it will not be too bad to talk." But I'm more interested in you as a person. ”

"Me?" the man made an innocent gesture with his hands outstretched. "As you can see, I'm so ordinary, there's nothing special about me at all. ”

"Don't pretend in front of me, Mammon. The middle-aged man ruthlessly dismantled his disguise. "I know everything in this world, do you think you can hide it from my eyes?"

"It's 'death', nothing can fool you at all. The man didn't feel too surprised, he had actually been prepared for this kind of thing for a long time.

"I think I've talked enough with that guy, so why waste time talking to you?" said the middle-aged man, taking a sip of his beer.

"Just wanted to make sure. "Last time you were vague in your answer, or you weren't prepared to answer at all, I just wanted to confirm something." ”

"If I hadn't wanted to see you, you wouldn't have seen me. The middle-aged man said disdainfully, "I have already made it very clear at that time, you can do what you should do, I don't care at all." ”

"Even if you want to release your brother, don't you care about me?" asked Mammon tentatively, "but they are your brothers, so you don't care about them?"

The middle-aged man drank the last bit of wine in the wine glass, and he slammed the wine glass on the table: "They have their freedom to do what they want, even if I am their eldest brother, what is the use, my work is very heavy, do you want to increase my workload?"

"I thought you would hate God. Mammon decided to knock on the side from a different angle. "He has imprisoned you and your brothers, and you don't have hatred?"

"Hey, hey......" The middle-aged man looked at Mammon and smiled, "Little ghost, first of all, I want to correct you, that is, God has never been able to imprison me, because even God needs to submit to death, and I am death, even God cannot disobey me." ”

"Then why would your brothers?

The middle-aged man beckoned to the waiter, asked for a full glass of golden beer, and then answered Mammon's question: "It's just that I don't want them to make trouble, this world has its own rules, and we are the beings in this rule to destroy all things, my brothers are eager to break the rules, but I don't think so." ”

"You follow the rules of this world and are unwilling to break it, can I understand that?"

"You're perfect for your comprehension. The middle-aged man took another sip of wine, "If I'm right, one of my brothers must have sent you a suggestion to release them." ”

"You're smart too. "It is true that one of your brothers came up with the plan, but we thought it was interesting to join in." ”

"Little ghost, you want to betray Satan, this is a very dangerous move. But this plan is also very feasible, you want to break the shackles of my brothers while the most powerful hell gate of all time is open, and then activate that, right?"

"That thing has happened before, and I don't mind letting it happen again. ”

"Then we have nothing to talk about. The middle-aged man stood up, "In order to ensure that you don't bother me in the future, I can promise you that I will never stop you, but I will not join you, so you can do as you like." ”

"Are you really not going to take part in this war?" asked Mammon one last time, "you really don't have any interest, do you?"

The middle-aged man picked up his coat and completely scoffed at Mammon's question: "Listen well, little ghost, everything is going to die, it's just a matter of time." In other words, they will all come to me eventually, so how can I be interested in something like war, which will cause a lot of casualties?"

The man paused for a moment, then continued: "But if you really want to destroy the shackles of this world, I'd be happy to watch from the sidelines, of course, just because it's boring, but I will definitely not do anything to stop you, you can rest assured of this, so don't bother me in the future." ”

The middle-aged man was about to leave after speaking, but accidentally bumped into a strong man in front of him.

The strong man was wearing a leather jacket with spikes, tiger tattoos on his arms, and his muscles were so strong that he looked like he could strangle a thin man with one hand.

"Hey, don't you have eyes when you walk?" the strong man shouted, "You can't see such a big person in front of you, do you need me to help you re-correct your eyesight!"

"I'm sorry. The middle-aged man apologized in a flat tone, "I didn't notice it just now, and I ask for your forgiveness." ”

"Is it okay to apologize?" the strong man's attitude was aggressive, "Today you will either leave one of the hands you hit me, or you will compensate me for the damages." ”

"What damages do I need to compensate?"

"You've delayed my time. The strong man smiled ugly, "Someone said that time is money, but my time is precious, so you must compensate for it." ”

"Then how much do you think I should pay?" the middle-aged man still asked in a flat tone, "You make a price, and I pay." ”

"You'll have to pay at least $500, and if you think it's too high, you can choose to keep your hand. ”

The middle-aged man didn't refute, not even haggling. He reached out and took out the wallet from his waist, then took out five $100 bills and handed them to the strong man in front of him.

"$500, a lot of money, it should be okay now. ”

The strong man obviously didn't expect that the person in front of him would be so obedient, he originally thought that he would definitely bargain, so that he would have a reason to continue to entangle, and in the end, no matter what he said, he could get a glass of wine. But he didn't expect to get $500 so easily today.

"Yes, yes. He hurriedly put away the money and replied, "It's nothing to do with you, you can leave now." ”

The middle-aged man didn't say a word, just like that, he entered the crowd, and then disappeared completely.

Mammon witnessed all this, he looked at the strong man with a happy face and sighed in his heart: Stupid and pathetic human beings, you have received the money of death, and you are not far from death.

As if to confirm his thoughts, the strong man suddenly fell to the ground and convulsed as soon as he wanted to sit down, his eyeballs were almost out of his sockets because of the congestion, and the muscles of his whole body were stiff because of the violent convulsions, and blood foamed in his mouth, causing a scream of horror.

"Doctor, come to the doctor!" "Someone here seems to have epilepsy, is there a doctor?" "It's scary, he won't die like this, will he?"

Isn't it obvious? Mammon finally stood up too, and was so stupid as to ask for money from death, who else would die if you didn't die? Blame yourself for your stupidity, not anyone else.

The strong man's convulsions finally stopped, of course, not because he had come back to life, but because he had finally exhausted the last strength of his life. Five 100 dollar bills scattered around his corpse showed how ironic.

Mammon bypassed the crowd and walked out of the door of the Steiner beer hall, the otherwise sunny weather was now suddenly overcast, but the feeling of not having the sun made him feel more comfortable.

At this time, there were still 9 hours before the start of the war.