"Have you heard of it? Faceless death."

"I heard that, I really didn't expect it."

...

In the noisy city, various neon lights flashed above people's heads.

This is a bustling city.

Traffic flows on the streets, and light spacecraft flew overhead one by one.

Many women dressed in very beautiful clothes stood on the street and distributed flyers.

They are beautiful and charming, with sweet smiles.

However, if you look closely, these women often have electronic codes on their wrists to identify their identities, and they are deeply beaten into the flesh.

There are always too many noises in this city, so people's voices are easily buried here.

On a small TV set in the garbage corner in the street corner, a news is playing loop.

The TV screen was half broken, with a dazzling screen.

The news that "faceless confirms that he died three days ago" has appeared on the TV over and over again.

It's like a tape with a card.

"After our reporter confirmed that Wumeng had died of illness three days ago."

"The faceless general, the first general in the former Highgate Kingdom, once gained great reputation in the Battle of Deer Antlers..."

After the TV was played several times, it suddenly stuttered for a while, then completely went out, and there was no sound.

Next to this garbage corner, less than a hundred meters ahead, there is a huge billboard.

The billboard was played with the latest popular movie star advertisement. She held a new flavored drink, showed a sweet smile, and was recommending it in a sweet voice.

Recently, the movie star's advertisement has spread throughout the world, and you can see her sexy figure almost everywhere you go.

And below the glamorous female star on the billboard—

There is a small, retro, and even a little wine stall that looks a little old, standing quietly there.

This small wine stall is a bit out of place with the glamorous female star above.

Its curtain is very worn and looks like it hasn't been replaced for a long time.

A very strong smell of alcohol floated out from it, and the noise could be heard from a distance.

None of the people who come here have a high social status, because this is the cheapest wine stall nearby.

Many poor people, or students with little money, like to solve their own meals here, but because it is cheap, the hygiene here is not very guaranteed.

This is a place where gangsters often appear, and it is also the edge of the city. If someone is willing to come here to squat for a few days, then they can gather all kinds of magical people in the world here.

There are often drunk people who don’t know what they are drinking at this kind of wine stall. An uncle with a flushed face is talking with his tongue.

He seemed to be drinking a little too much.

"I said, that guy without face is really dead and it's absolutely unexpected."

"After all, ten years ago, I didn't expect him to have such a way of dying."

"At that time, he was a great hero."

He said, burping and pouring another glass of wine into his throat.

"Uncle, you're an old celestial master from how many years ago. Faceless is still amazing? Just him?" A young man next to him turned his head and said with a smile, "There are so many people who are better than him now."

"Yes, I haven't heard the name Wuface for many years. If it weren't for the news that he was dead some time ago, I would probably not have many people who would have remembered him."

"Oh, uncle, take a look at the recent news and listen to the recent news. The faceless man has long been an old antique."

"After the Battle of Deer Antlers, will he have any good news?"

"It's not just nothing good? This time the official wants to save him some face and suppress the news of his death. If the rumors were not spread too widely, the official would probably not have admitted it in the end."

There were a lot of discussion around him, and the uncle was a little drunk. He shook his head, as if he couldn't hear clearly what the people around him were saying.

"It's different, Wuface is completely different from them."

This uncle seemed to have really drunk a little too much and spoke in a mess.

"You have never seen the faceless look at it at that time." He said drunk, "You were still young back then..."

"You guys, say less to me."

The charming proprietress came over. She was wearing a rose-red skirt and had bright heavy makeup on her face.

She is a very beautiful woman, but her face looks fierce.

"Whoever dares to say something more, I will kick him out now, and I will break his leg tomorrow. Then, you poor people will go to the underground doctor to pick up your legs."

She sneered.

"I just don't know, are you still two legs after you pick it up?"

With the threat from the boss's wife, the people on the stall were silent.

This boss is famous nearby.

Mrs. Rose opened a shop here ten years ago. She can be regarded as a local local snake. She said that she would break someone's leg, then that person's leg would definitely break the next day.

The news of Faceless Death is quite ambiguous.

The official statement is to die of illness, but the rumors have been circulated in many versions.

In fact, things about the faceless person are quite special, and this did not start now, but it was ten years ago.

If you discuss too much on the stall and are heard by the patrol robot outside, it will be easy to cause trouble for the wine stall.

Mrs. Rose brushed the cup of the previous person with a cold face, and handed it to the next person regardless of whether it was done or not.

After a while of quiet, the guests below started whispering again.

"I bet she must have been dumped by the man she had before recently, so she has such a bad temper."

"That's not necessarily. Didn't she sink into the river by her in the man? I don't know who died."

This kind of underground wine stall is like this.

The poor are looking for short fun here, a warm place, and a cheap beer.

This was not the first time this group of people was scolded by Mrs. Rose, and they soon became shameless again. The wine stall quickly returned to its former atmosphere.

A drunkard who had just been scolded picked up his cup and looked at Mrs. Rose.

He just enjoyed his eyes as usual while Mrs. Rose didn't notice it.

However, this time, he suddenly discovered something strange.

Mrs. Rose found a glass cup and was rubbing it carefully.

Since the wine stall opened the door, Mrs. Rose has not known whether she has brushed the cup as carefully as she has now.

Just as the drunkard was stunned, he saw Mrs. Rose pouring half a glass of wine into the quilt. The wine was usually loaded high on the shelf by Mrs. Rose, and it is said that it costs thousands of yuan per bottle.

As she was upside down, a charming smile suddenly appeared on Mrs. Rose's face.

The drunkard shivered suddenly, almost unable to hold the wine glass.

The person next to him looked at him in wonder, "What's wrong? Are you drinking too much?"

"I'll go, have you seen it? Why did she laugh like that?"

The person next to the drunkard glanced at it, and then shivered.

The two of them watched as Mrs. Rose held the wine glass and walked towards a corner of the wine stall gracefully.

Then, they both found a person sitting there.

It was a dark corner, and there was only one person sitting nearby. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a hat on his head, covering most of his face.

He was drinking a glass of wine quietly.

The wine has a high degree of quality and is a very cheap wine. For most people, its taste is a bit too strong, but for some old alcoholics, it is exactly what they like.

Mrs. Rose smiled and handed the wine over, leaned against the table, and said softly, "Do you have any worries about the guests? You have drunk so much wine."

The man paused slightly, still unable to see his face, but the drunkard saw his hand holding the wine glass, which was slender and white, with clear joints.

"No." he said.

"I'm just here to wait for someone."

"Then who are you waiting for? I'm familiar with people in this area, maybe I know you." Mrs. Rose laughed again, getting closer to that person.

"No need, you shouldn't recognize that person." He said softly.

"But your wine is very delicious."

After he said that, he stood up, threw down a sum of money, and walked out towards the gate. Mrs. Rose was slightly stunned when she saw him get up and leave.

"Wait a minute, have you seen what that man looks like?" the two drunkards murmured in a low voice.
To be continued...