On the dirty streets of the hunting town, a tall and thin figure wrapped in a cloak, but slender and straight, walked slowly.

On the bluestone floor of the street, the figures lightly touched their toes, rhythmically, trampling, and the sound was crisp and moving, like a slow-paced tap dance.

All the hustle and bustle around has nothing to do with the figures, on both sides of the street, the sound of angry shouts, scolding, and screams, all seem to be extremely far away, accompanied by the counting of the toes of the figures, slowly moving away from the world, floating to the sky, flying all the time, flying far, far away.

Pedestrians are like shuttles, all kinds of vehicles come and go, the streets are crowded and chaotic, but these don't seem to have any impact on the figure, every pedestrian, no matter how busy they are, they have to stop, wait for the figure to pass, or hurry forward to help the figure clear the obstacles on the road in front of them. Garbage, bottles, corpses, blood, and so on, were all swept aside, and the ground where the figures walked was empty, like a clear stream running through it, diluting all the filth.

In front of the figure, not far away, is a three-story slave shop, luxurious buildings, in the entire hunting ground town, are one of the few, the two monster sculptures in front of the door that are bigger than the body, are unique in the hunting ground town, these two monsters, each has a loud name, the one on the left is called Ishikawa, and the one on the right is named Qi Kui.

Dare to use these four words as a sign on the monster, there is no doubt that this store belongs to the Strange Stone Alliance, and they are the overlord here.

This is the target of the figure, a place where terrible howls are being heard from time to time.

After a crisp tap dance, the figure stopped in front of the shop, raised its head that had been hanging down, and two dark rays of light flashed.

"Boom ......"

The doors of the shops open to both sides, and two rows of guards emerge from them, enclosing the figures in the center.

"Damn, it's you who like to give funerals to others, and I'm going to give you a funeral today."

As soon as the guard stood firm, there was a burst of angry scolding from the gate, and then, footsteps sounded, and the angry owner appeared in front of the figure, this guy was short and fat, dwarf-like, and covered with a luxurious white robe, and the edge of the robe was also inlaid with patches of small golden flowers, judging from that luster, this golden flower was indeed made of gold.

When the dwarf stepped out of the door, he stretched out a fat hand like a round pig's trotter, tried to put on a chic appearance, waved hard, and roared: "Up, give it to me, kill this guy, Lao Tzu will reward him with 100 million."

The fat hand waved, and the dwarf was embarrassed to find that the little brothers around him did not move, but just held the steel knife in his hand tightly, forcibly resisted the urge to urinate, and restrained himself from the urge to run back.

"Shit, shit, a bunch of shit"

The dwarf scolded angrily, stepped forward, and with a few knocks, the guards were all kicked to the ground by him.

The guards lying on the ground finally breathed a sigh of relief and didn't want to get up again, in fact, they were happy to be kicked a few times by the dwarf, so that they could pretend to be dead and lie on the ground, not only did they not have to face the figure, but they could also take a slight pat on the back, praising the dwarf's 'strength' amazing, and they could kick themselves to the point that they couldn't stand up at once.

The figure smiled, ignoring the farce between the gnomes and the guards, and raised his legs again and walked towards the gate.

"Stop"

The dwarf roared, picked up a steel knife that the guard had dropped on the ground, and pressed it in front of the figure, trying to block his way.

"Hehe, Boss Jinhua, I smell death, they deserve to rest in peace, please let me play a song for them"

The figure bowed and saluted, and was respectful to the dwarf Jinhua, but Jinhua didn't plan to get out of the way, and scolded angrily: "Get out, hurry up and get out of my way, Lao Tzu is a store and a place to do business, but it's not a good hall, and I don't need you to play the funeral song."

"But they're dead, you should do something good"

The figure saluted again, and it seemed that he did not intend to give up.

"Bullshit, Lao Tzu is a slave shop here, how can you not die, besides, why don't you go to other stores, just come to trouble Lao Tzu, let me tell you, the alliance has sent someone, you are dead, if you want to live, it's best to get out of here and hide, otherwise when the alliance army arrives, Lao Tzu will be the first to let them kill you"

Jin Hua shouted loudly and opened his mouth to threaten, but his stubby legs were constantly trembling, and the steel knife in his hand was about to be unstable, the reason why he was so frightened was because he found that the figure in front of him, the black and bright eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and the abyss was like an abyss, as if it could ingest a person's soul into it.

"Well, how much offense"

After bowing, the figure stretched out a finger and lightly touched the surface of the steel knife.

"Wave ......"

A tangible fluctuation was drawn in all directions, and the slender white finger seemed to be dotted on the surface of the water, swinging the ripples and spreading.

"Jingle ......"

Jin Hua was startled, the wooden handle fell to the ground, the blade had long since disappeared, and only countless iron filings could be seen, which slowly became smaller and smaller as the ripples were blown, and then blown by the wind, they scattered and disappeared without a trace.

"Plop"

Jin Hua sat on the ground with his buttocks, even if he had experienced it a few times, even if he knew that the figure in front of him would not hurt him, but he still couldn't hide the fear in his heart, every time he pretended to be tough, but in the end he would be ruthlessly torn apart.

People who may see this scene will not believe that Jin Hua is an executioner, and every day he has to kill people, and deal with those disobedient slaves in a cruel way, just like this time, the figure came with the death of the slave, and the dead slave was killed by Jin Hua himself, and even his black and shiny boots were stained with the blood of the slave steaming.

The figure walked into the shop, where rows of crosses were hung with slaves.

These slaves were covered in blood, and beside them, there were steel whips, long knives, ropes, and pieces of freshly cut meat.

The scene was extremely bloody, and these slaves had long been numb, but when they heard the footsteps of the figures, they showed a look of hope one by one, not hoping to be rescued, but wanting to listen to the beautiful voice, and listen in advance to the funeral song that they would get after their death.

The figure arrived, and the numb slave, suddenly refreshed, raised his head, looked at him, and watched him walk to a cross.

On this cross, the slaves have long since died, and the blood has not yet cooled, and white smoke is constantly rising.

The figure stopped in front of the slave, a white palm stretched out from the cloak, and the delicate skin was as bright and moisturized as a lily petal.

The clean, white palm was attached to the slave's dirty face, and after brushing it, it was stained with blood red.

But the figure didn't care about the mess, and helped the slave close his dead eyes, bowed his head and whispered:

"Rest in peace, with your soul, remember this mourning song".