"The matter is not finished yet. The light of Symmetra over Luojia City has not wiped away all the dust."

"Okay." Dis nodded, "Very good."

A few moments,

Dis spoke again:

"You must remember from now on that the first step of order is always for yourself."

"I will remember it, Grandpa."

so,

Only those heroes like to wear masks,

Maybe it's not to hide the smiles of enjoyment that occasionally appear when they punish evil.

But to cover up my emotional fading and boredom in the process.

Thinking back to Dis's previous two "law enforcements",

Karen suddenly couldn't help but sigh:

"Order is like a mask."

Dis closed his eyes and seemed to have no reaction at all to these words, but the fingertips of Dis's hands folded in front of him could not help but tremble slightly at this moment.

Pu'er, who had been dozing, raised his head at this time and looked at Karen sitting in front of him. What came to his mind was what young Dis said to him decades ago when he returned from the Church of Kosmos:

"The elder of the temple asked me a question. He asked me, what does order look like to us believers?"

"Oh, how did you answer, Dis?

Is it light, is it the sun, is it air, is it the truth about the operation of all things, is it the faith that one strives for in a lifetime to realize?”

"My answer is that it is just a mask. People outside the mask cannot see the real you, but you can use the name of the mask to do whatever you want."

"Dis, the elder of the Temple of Order is really kind, otherwise I can't think of a second reason for you to come back alive."

…

Alfred, who was driving the car, said:

"Master, Master, here we are, they are waiting for us there."

ahead,

Luojia City Brilliant Hotel,

reunion,

On the thirteenth floor.

Karen got out of the car and twisted his neck slightly.

At this time, a group of young people singing and dancing came over from the other side of the road. The leader was a young man wearing a red jacket who was carrying a large radio on his shoulders. He was playing fast rhythmic music.

In this era, this kind of scene is actually very common. With a radio on your shoulder, you can gain many fans immediately. You can sing and dance together, releasing the excess energy of youth.

Alfred noticed Karen's gaze, took the initiative to step forward, and said to the young man in the leather jacket:

"Sell it to me."

"Hey, man, are you crazy? This is my belief, belief, belief. You, you, you dare to use dirty money to taint my belief. Please disappear from my eyes quickly, otherwise I will use

I'll kick your ass hard with my canvas shoes."

Alfred took out a wad of rupee coins from his pocket and placed it in the hand of the young man in the leather jacket:

"Three thousand rupees."

The new model only sells for 1,500 rupees in the store. It is still an old model. Even though there are many stickers and graffiti on it, it is a pity that this cannot increase its value.

"Hey, man, now I decide, decide, decide to entrust my faith to you, please treat it well!"

The young man in the leather jacket took away the rupees and shouted to his friends behind him:

"Target Bar, let's go!"

The young people who abandoned their faith bought alcohol and let out a burst of cheers.

Alfred came back carrying the radio:

"Master, I think you need this."

Karen shook her head;

Huh? Did I make a mistake?

Karen corrected, "No, this night calls for it."

"You are right, Master."

Alfred's fingers slid over the keys of the radio,

Then he made a fist with his other hand and put it to his lips.

immediately,

The sound of a guitar came from the radio, low but brisk, like a folk accompaniment.

When a great being needs music, all you have to do is play the track instead of asking him stupidly: Which track do you like?

Alfred began to twist his body slightly, taking the initiative to break the awkward atmosphere;

In his eyes, calling him Master Dis was because he was indeed the young master's grandfather. He respected Dis, but he was not necessarily afraid of Dis;

The only thing in his eyes was the young man in front of him, on whom he placed his future.

Karen also raised his hands slightly, and his body swayed together;

In his previous life, he didn't like going to dance halls or the hustle and bustle, so he didn't actually know how to dance. But just like the men and women in Luojia City who went to the Crown Dance Hall, a few of them really went there with the purpose of practicing dance.

?

Dis standing behind,

Watching Alfred and his grandson walking and dancing reservedly to the music;

Pu'er, who chose to go back to lie on Dis's shoulder in order not to affect Karen, looked at this scene and said:

"This is youth." Then Pu'er joked again, "Are you envious, Dis?"

Dis replied: "When you are old and envy the youth of young people, it means that your youth is actually wasted by you, just like a free soul trapped in the body of a cat."

"..."Pu'er.

Entering the hotel,

Step into the elevator,

Under Alfred's kind eyes, the bodyguards on the thirteenth floor took the initiative to enter the elevator, danced, and pressed the floor button to the underground parking lot.

Subsequently,

The three of them came to the box.

Alfred stopped the music because a pleasant piano sound was coming from inside, and it was at the climax of a piece of music.

"I know this piece of music. The news from Wayne is that it was "Natural Partner" composed by Delise herself."

"The music is very nice." Karen commented.

The cheerful rhythm makes it easy for people to imagine running in the jungle and dancing with a group of green elves.

Alfred echoed: "Yes, so generally speaking, people who really do things are not suitable to be good artists, because people's energy is limited."

"You're absolutely right."

"Master, do you need me to open this door for you now?"

"No, wait until the song ends. This is respect for the music."

"Yes, Master, I will review."

…

In the huge box,

Delise's fingers flowed gracefully on the keys, and the crisp sound of the piano rippled throughout the floor.

The old congressman Mr. Haggett, who was already slightly drunk, was leaning on his chair, looking at Delise with an increasingly wild look.

A few years ago, it was revealed that he had done something beastly to a girl, but he later used his own power to deal with it. The influence of this old congressman in Luojia City cannot be underestimated.

Mr. Oka shook his red wine glass and fell into narcissism.

Mr. Ford smiled to himself. He was completely drunk and kept talking to himself:

"Hello, please call me Ford."

"No, please call me Mr. Mayor."

"Or, you can call me Lord Mayor, haha."
To be continued...