Burst!!

A column of water shot out from the center of the fountain, four or five stories high, and the mist spread over the square. Under the sunlight, a faint rainbow was formed.

The originally empty Lincoln Square is gradually becoming lively.

Bang la la la -

A flock of pigeons descended from the square, their two bulging eyes looking east and west, and they kept lowering their heads as people pecked at the grain on the ground.

This group of pigeons was leisurely, but it frightened the four Ma Weiming who were hiding in a corner of a certain square. Anyone who has watched the Grim Reaper series knows that in the world where Death is coming, any bit of wind and grass, even a pigeon, can become one of the death traps of the Grim Reaper.

Among the four, Shi Yi seemed a little silent, and he didn't know what he was thinking, but Yan Lei, his face was flushed, and he kept scolding and scolding, "This group of old guys is really idle, no longer waiting for death at home, running out to feed the birds, and I'm not afraid of being killed by these dead birds that day." ”

Suddenly, absent-mindedly, he didn't pay attention to his feet, stepped on a pool of water stains on the iron cover of the fountain, lost his balance, and slipped to the ground.

"it!" Yan Lei was suddenly frightened and rolled on the spot, and then a carp jumped up and looked around nervously. However, the expected serial "coincidence" did not happen.

"Keep your mouth clean, retribution in this world is really said to come to the door." Ma Weiming kicked him angrily.

Yan Lei stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, and said stupidly: "Damn, I'm scared to death, but Brother Ma, your method really works, if we hadn't done it last night, I'm afraid I would have been really dangerous just now." ”

"Okay, don't talk about that on this occasion." Xiang Yajun interrupted in a low voice.

On the other side of the square, Tang Xuan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it: "Let's eat first, and then go to the cemetery when it's over, according to this progress, the memorial service will be at least two hours." ”

"After the memorial service, will we start to follow those 'mortal people' and rescue them at any time?" Wang Ling asked.

"No, there are too many goals, and now the plot is not the one we are familiar with, rash action, maybe even we have to get into it. But there's one person, and we'll have to at least meet in advance. Tang Xuan replied with a smile.

Then, the group found a Chinese restaurant, had a full stomach, and returned to the square to wait.

As in the original plot, but with a slight gap, since all the passengers on the bus survived, the memorial service that originally belonged to the paper mill became a memorial service for all the victims of the bridge accident. A bald man, standing on the podium and saying a eulogy, lamented the occurrence of natural disasters, missed the smiles of the victims, and finally mispronounced the names of the deceased as the names of a few survivors in the car, causing a few "lucky people" in the audience to let out a few inappropriate laughter.

Also, on the other side of the crowd, Ma Weiming and the four of them, who were pointing at the four of them with a relaxed face, also squeezed their eyebrows at Tang Xuan and the four of them from time to time, which was full of provocation.

"Look, those guys, there are still talking and laughing. It's time for a vacation. Lin Yu said in a low voice.

"Ignore it, a sign of ignorance. Even the dead are not respected, which gives the Grim Reaper another reason to kill them. Tang County said lightly, but his eyes were firmly locked on the black prosecutor sitting in the middle of the crowd. It was obvious to be able to see that the other party's eyes were marked with obvious disgust when they skimmed over those people.

"The villain has a will, forget it...... The funeral is over. Lin Yu pursed his lips.

Tang Xuan was shocked, and then mixed in the middle of the people who left, and walked in the direction of the male protagonist.

"Wait, are you going to meet directly with the black prosecutor?" Seeing Tang Xuan's movements, Lin Yu took a breath of cold air, and directly took two steps back to distance himself from Tang Xuan.

"Hmm."

", you're such a lunatic." Lin Yu spat and said, and at the same time retracted his subconscious retreat, and followed Tang Xuan to the direction of the male protagonist with Wang Ling and Lu Lianna.

Finally, when the black prosecutor walked straight to the male protagonist, Tang Xuan came out and took the first step to recite the classic incantation-like line to the male protagonist: "death...... does

't like be cheated！ (Translation: Death doesn't like to cheat!) ）”

Quiet, the atmosphere suddenly became a little solid. Even Ma Weiming and his entourage, who hurriedly came when they saw the movements of the four people, were all stunned in place.

The male protagonist Sam Roden looked at Tang Xuan with a puzzled expression, and then walked away. Obviously, at this moment, he still can't grasp the true meaning of this sentence.

But soon, a thick and magnetic voice sounded: "Mysterious Oriental, did you come specifically to find me?" "The black suit, bald head, and hands in their pockets stand loosely, as if shrouded in a thick black fog, and in the unsmiling face, those eyes are full of some incomprehensible meaning.

Different from the horror on the faces of Ma Weiming and the others, the contemplation on Lin Yu's face, and the anxiety in Wang Ling's expression.

Tang Xuan, also unsmilingly, nodded very plainly.

"Looks like you already know." The black prosecutor's face twitched imperceptibly, "You shouldn't have been here, but you showed up, and you broke its rules, and now you have deceived more than just death......

"Uncle Negro, we need your help." Seeing that the other party was surprisingly good at talking, Ma Weiming also came out and eagerly got straight to the point. He even went so far as to call black prosecutors "black," completely oblivious to the fact that in a beautiful country, this is a discriminatory term.

"Fate, it's up to you to choose." The black prosecutor glanced at Ma Weiming deeply, the expression on his face did not change in the slightest, and he still said so unsmilingly and leisurely, "You are watching the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs." ”

Then his gaze returned to Tang Xuan: "Good luck, mysterious Oriental boy and girl, I hope we won't see each other again." After speaking, he shook his body, whistled, walked through the crowd, and walked towards the male protagonist not far away.

"Wait......" Ma Weiming wanted to ask something more, but the black prosecutor seemed to be extremely slow, but in fact he disappeared in front of everyone's eyes very quickly.

"What do you mean by his words?" Ma Weiming asked Tang Xuan.

"Idiot!" Xiang Yajun walked out.

"You!" Ma Weiming turned back angrily, and was about to say something, Tang Xuan sighed helplessly and interrupted: "I don't know, but I can be sure that this black prosecutor is very strong!" ”