【Shining】Fallen

After the bloodstains were quickly cleaned up, some small movements in the dark seemed to be silent.After suppressing the short-term turmoil between Bian Yue and Zao, the government finally announced the long overdue selection announcement.

The chip broadcasts in the minds of residents with citizenship rights, the wristband scrolls through the files, and the broadcast is repeated to the narrow residents.

According to the first law of the α-162 planet, the choice of the majority of the people is always correct, absolute democracy is the foundation of government, and the planet and the government only accept correct and standard residents.In order to select suitable candidates for planetary migration, starting from April 4th, the government will hold trials every day, listing the cases that have not yet been judged, and the residents of the whole planet will vote for justice or not—yes, even the exiles in the narrow space It is also a rare opportunity to regain temporary citizenship, but there is only one chance for temporary citizenship, while ordinary citizenship is still three times.Once the referendum becomes a minority, it will be buried with the planet as heresy from then on.

The host of Shangxing TV emphasized with a standard smile that the immigration standards are not decided by the government, but the people's own choice, and not only the criminals but also the referendum voters themselves will be judged and sentenced.At present, all interstellar voyage ships on the planet are expected to carry 10 people to escape. All residents, please cherish the precious opportunity and become an extremely honorable majority. Elimination of heresy is for better development, and every responsible citizen should take it for granted. obligation.

The Strelitzia district fell into a carnival. A large number of people took to the streets to shout, throwing out all their belongings like crazy, lying on the ground laughing and crying.

"I have citizenship! I have citizenship!"

After a short carnival, panic swept over, "How can I ensure that I am the majority?" Every resident of the narrow space is asking themselves, many people have become exiles since their parents' generation, Therefore, since I was a child, I should have not been implanted with a chip equivalent to a birth certificate. They have never participated in a referendum. This feeling is blank and novel, but also extremely scary.It’s like you tell a drowning person that there is a piece of rope that can save him, and every piece of rope can be divided into life and death. You can only survive if you make the right choice countless times. The psychological pressure is no worse than directly accepting your own death. small.

Enkidu heard people banging on the door, snatching the flowers from Ida's house and running away, crying and laughing, and Ida, she stood stupidly in the middle of the road, looking stunned, even Shamut Because of the rare panic, I covered my lips and looked forward, eager to find someone to talk to.

In the midst of the panic, Enkidu sat on the floor wiping his knife, indifferent to what was going on.

He has a new job.

Someone dropped a letter in the mailbox on the first floor.Enkidu didn't have a bracelet, and he didn't have a chip implanted in his brain. He didn't like electronic products by nature, and he was a complete heretic. The outdated old monks looked more like a young man than he did.

The letter stated a name, indicated the location and time, and the reward would be directly stamped into Shamut's bracelet after he got it.Enkidu took out the attached photo of the target person, and after seeing his appearance clearly, his pupils froze slightly.

The excitement in the narrow room lasted until late at night, and the exhausted energy during the day made it impossible for the homeless who knew how to save energy to stay up late, and there was a big man lying on the narrow street, sleeping soundly.

Enkidu wore his long black cloak and walked quietly through the winding and deep alleys. The moonlight passed through the net of Hephaestus and fell to the ground dimly. Strelitzia and Lily of the Valley stopped at the border.

There was already a crowd of people gathered there.

Enkidu knew them, and those who lived in the Narrows always wanted to know the names of some dangerous people.The man at the head is Ye Nan, the leader of a gang in Zama.

Ye Nan is a middle-aged man with black hair and brown eyes. His body is thin and strong. His muscles are tightly wrapped around his frame. There are two deep nasolabial folds on his cheeks. His skin and eyelids are loose and drooping, making his eyes into sinister triangles. , he glanced at Enkidu, his jaw retracted slightly, as if hiding his mouth in the shadows.

The man surrounded by Ye Nan was of a completely different color. His short blond hair hung by his ears and behind his neck, and his bright red eyes showed a kind of emotionless indifference. He was undoubtedly an extremely handsome man. Handsome is even more prominent when he is surrounded by crowds, like villains who threaten him are equivalent to guards prostrate at his feet.

The blond man didn't even look at Enkidu, he just slightly raised his eyelids to glance at the besieging gangsters, playing with the Taser gun in his hand boredly.

Several people brought by Ye Nan were obviously injured. The taser gun is a new type of gun that has been modified. It is light and can adjust the power of the beam. Depending on the size of the wound, the blond man did not really kill.

"Hurry up before things get more tiresome," the blond man flipped the butt of his gun with a slight impatience, "Don't you think everyone is doing nothing like you, it's a sin to waste my walking time Seriously, bastards. Don’t even dare to die, what are you doing alive—kneeling in front of me now and begging me to kill you, I can still give you a good time.”

If there is anyone in this world who can tell people out of their property with a smooth tongue, then the blond man's special skill is probably to make everyone who listens to him want to beat him.

The bastards who were afraid of color were obviously relaxed after seeing Enkidu's black figure, and now they laughed even more when they heard the blond man's words, obviously they understood what Enkidu's presence here meant—— The God of Reaper, Enkidu, the strongest weapon who lives by assassination, even the once prosperous Randall family was completely wiped out in his hands. There is only one reason for going out at night-to take on a new assassination job.

They let go of their weapons, looked at the blond man as if they were looking at a dead man, and let out a path for Enkidu, laughing.

"Oh?" The blond man snorted, and turned his head to look at Enkidu, "The main event is coming? Let these bastards block my way, just to wait for you to kill me? ——It's up to you, want to kill me I?"

Under his gaze, Enkidu opened his mouth, and it took a while for the sound to come out.

"Do not."

"No?" The blond man asked with interest.

Ye Nan's expression became tense, his brows were furrowed, and the gangsters around him hadn't reacted yet.

Enkidu took a step, flicked his wrist, and the silver dagger landed safely in his palm.

"No one can kill you in front of me—" he said calmly, pointing the tip of his knife at the gang led by Ye Nan, "Now, please leave, please don't hinder me, I don't really want to do it."

Ye Nan said with a gloomy face, "What do you mean? Didn't you receive the order from your employer?"

"I received it, but I didn't accept it." Enkidu stood there silently, holding his knife and facing the barrel of the mechanical gun. This scene was usually ridiculous even to the point of overestimation, but no one dared to laugh out loud. They were more wary of the little dagger than the modern thermal weapons, and the timid began to tremble.

"Do you want to die?" he asked. "If not, get out of here now."

No one dared to speak, they looked at each other, who dared to face Enkidu in the narrow room?

After a moment of silence, they left quietly.

Enkidu lowered his head and put away his dagger.

The moonlight fluttered, swaying the shadows of the trees, the surroundings were so quiet that one could hear the chirping of crickets, the wind gently shook the tips of his hair, the handle of the dagger was cold, and the dew was pressing on the white petals of the flowers at his feet, crumbling.

On the gray and black earth, the color of the blond man's body is too eye-catching. Seeing him is like seeing a huge scorching sun burning quietly and recklessly in front of your eyes. Once you get close, there may not even be ashes left.

Not to mention that he was staring at Enkidu with extremely unkind eyes—very few people would look at others like this, too direct, undisguised, only projecting their own strong self in the past, regardless of the person who received the gaze. What a stress.

The blond man's voice was low and unhappy.

"What are you meddling in? Could it be possible for those bastards to hurt me? Thinking that you have saved someone else, and giving yourself kindness—do you think I will be grateful to you? Are you giving me alms—?"

Enkidu shook his head.

"Then what do you mean?" the man asked, "Did someone order you to come over? No one is allowed to be disrespectful to me? Tsk, I clearly warned them not to bother me—who? The old guy from Tianji or Bian Yue Those trash?"

"...no one ordered."

"Ha..." The man looked at him with a scrutiny, and sneered, "It can't be that you want to come—"

"..." The black cloak covered most of his face, only his pale jaw and long green hair were exposed.

Before waiting for an answer, the blond man pursed his lips boredly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, relaxed his shoulders, and his posture became casual, with an innate sense of contempt.

"Do whatever you want," he said, "you don't interrupt my walk, and it doesn't matter what you do next, it's just a group of ants struggling in the crumbling courtyard."

Starlight and moonlight shone on his body, and even the bright blond hair seemed to have turned ice-cold.

Enkidu watched his leaving back, and opened his mouth silently after a long time.

The voice disappeared in his throat before it was uttered, and even he himself didn't know what he wanted to say.