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Late at night, a noisy pub.
Smoke-filled.
Tobacco, alcohol and fox odor mixed together, rising in the air, under the strange pink light, mandolin musician feebly singing hoarsely recent bad street tunes.
as always.
This is an extraordinary night of Al-Quds.
Where each pocket for the poor to be dirtier than the face of the guy who, in the past, and tonight is no different.
After restoring order, even for a week has not arrived yet, Pope outflow of blood was forgotten in the corner.
Even great men of the upper intrigue, the situation has become so strange and nervous, for the people here, however, it is only a distant legend.
Only a few abortive conspiracy, the success of tricks will become legend in the word of mouth, spread themselves.
Al-Quds Army garrison mutiny, the family of someone important witness of St. amnesty Department bloodbath, premeditated assassination of the Pope, a certain aristocratic wife and fornication pope during his lifetime and so on, and so on rumors, inferior taste of alcohol and tobacco in disperses.
In this short week, a huge storm swept across the human world, wherever he went, countries turmoil, I do not know how many people have died.
But civilians here, it is nothing but 'the Pope died', such a sentence only.
The day was over too.
Even if the storm will be temporary.
When midnight comes, pub atmosphere brought to the peak.
In all avid audience shouting and roaring, the pink lights dim up and become ambiguous.
In the vague light, the dancers wearing gauze onto the stage, with the ambiguous commotion of music, relying on steel twist up.
The dancers of the heavy makeup to cover up the face of the macula and wrinkles, twisting time stroking his groan, the body of a piece of gauze under the shed.
"Re off! Off again!"
The audience eyes straight audience shouted, reminding us of scenes but dancers can not hear, just holding steel writhing.
In a warm atmosphere, sprinkle handfuls of money to go on stage.
Dancers smile more brilliant, once again the scarf off his shoulders, throw in the air, dancing in the pungent hot and humid air.
Behind the bar, the boss silently counted out his money, grin.
Curfew so many days, after the re-opened, a group of hold back bad beast finally let him back to the point of capital.
He gestured quietly dancers: do not take off too fast, dangle them.
Let them pay! Money!
"Re off!"
Excited audience shouted: "No off-cheap goods, reach skirts off!!"
Wrinkled paper money and copper thrown on stage, a thin layer of flutter.
Boss pleased ear to ear, waving frantically:'ll work force! The trick out! The group of poor forced to give all the money I pressed and clean!
So, the last thing in the way of the skirt, and finally opened up a small gap.
The roar of the audience more and more noisy, dancers with little finger to stir up that one thin skirt, Maguo from the body, so that a layer of tulle will be soaked with sweat, wet · thoroughly.
A public audience was hungry eyes are straight.
Dancers body motility, and lots of flesh, will provoke a skirt:
"Who would?"
Soon the bar in the silence of the moment, the next moment, exploded.Everyone rushed toward the front of the stage, hand, you want to grab that one with dancers sweat and body odor skirt, red eyes up.
"five hundred!"
Aishou of a man screaming, "I'm five hundred! No one allowed me to grab!"
"Seven Hundred!"
Bare-chested brawny up, banged the table: "I'm out of eight hundred!"
"My! My!"
A shrill voice sounded, bald old man jumped onto the stage: "no one allowed me to grab my all!!"
That bald-headed old man is clearly drunk, slurred speech, errands old old arms excitedly smoking a smoke, like an old monkey.
Other viewers seeing, I could not help but laugh.
"The guest, you want to buy this dress?"
The bartender went over Renzhao Xiao, looked.
Old man who wore a gown to teach, but everywhere the holy city was a priest, dressed like that is also not unusual. What's more, it teaches tattered robe, but it can be so down and out, and do not know which country it came from hell.
The old man does not know how long without a bath, the body exudes stench drunk and vomited, it is their noses.
"If you want to spend money."
The bartender asked: "What you have money?"
"money?"
Old man reaction for a long time, suddenly grin: "money said this earlier to you, gave you?!."
He took just a handful of crumpled paper out into the hands of the bartender, then sudden snatch snatched the hands of the skirt dancers, dancing.
The bartender Somewhat taken aback, did not react, expression turned ugly: this old guy wants to make trouble?
But when he looked down to see the hands of the paper, can not help but feel a black eyes, suck down air-conditioning, legs and soft, almost kneeling on the ground.
draft!
This is the holy city of Mission out of the bill! And each one is the largest denomination, how many digits behind him a glance are countless ......
That group is bunched up in the waste paper bill, I do not know exactly how many, but even if only one, this is enough to buy a bar burned down, and then find the best killer put the bar back and forth to force these poor kill five or six times!
Taking advantage of other people did not pay attention to the bartender things into the arms, turned and ran out.
"what happened?"
The boss looked at his pale face, frowning: "Son, that darn old man will not give you a bag of dog feces · right?"
"I would hope he can give me a bag of dog-feces." The bartender laugh than cry still ugly, the arms to the boss looked at things, the boss stunned for a long time, suck down air-conditioning, he sat on the ground: "Oh my god!"
He sluggish for a long time, wrong
Stunned look back and saw the old man with a monkey on stage as dancers entangled in the next, bear writhing in boos in the audience, even the drunk old man set himself skirt, suit jump dance to.
That action full of funny, so that everyone could not help but laugh, to have the money thing people like to throw up the stage, shouted encouragement:
"Attractive Attractive! Jump jump!"
"He's really?" The boss whispered.
"True."
After a moment of silence boss, narrowed eye pupil: "there must be in his pocket, let Houchu people to prepare, to give me that old monkey tied the hands and feet a little clean.Do not leave any ending. "
The bartender was stunned: "Are you sure that in case the old man what nobility ...... we not dead??"
"you're so dumb."
The boss gave him a slap in the face, and whispered: "? Did this vote, we went out at dawn, with so much money, we can not go where."
"You can not go anywhere."
There are a husky voice sounded hoarse.
The boss was stunned, stunned looked up and saw the old man outside the cold counter.
The man dressed in starched black dress, superior fabrics, gold with green cuffs, bow tie and pocket towel meticulous, even if it is already so old, but still can look awesome.
But no matter how, he does not appear to be ghosts in this place.
Ranging boss react, the old man waved, there were two people rightly the owner and bartender won, away.
The bar is still noisy, loud shrill voice, no one found two people have disappeared.
Feel the stench of hot and humid air, to those who frown of displeasure, hoarse cough a few times, go sit in the corner.
Soon, the drunken striptease dance on stage wearing skirts old man will be brought over, lost in the chair opposite.
In this corner no one pay attention, within the noise barriers, a silence.
-
"Wagner? Is that you ah."
The old man looked at the person opposite, after half a day relieved, "he scared me! I thought someone grab my skirt too!"
Wagner subconsciously looked at the stench of a skirt, and looked suddenly become more ugly:
"His Holiness was dead not long, dignified Mission Archbishop, in charge of the central church of Cardinal Albert, actually become so degenerate dirty, really okay?"
"Relax, what is wrong?"
Wagner frown: "is nothing bad, but we want to relax, will choose in the basement of his home, the keeper of the dancers and their own and their slave-girls together.
Then bad, you can go to some private clubs, then shut the door, and those girls were specially prepared for their play some games.
In addition to you, no one would choose to go to this dirty tricks striptease bar, also theft of public funds to buy a woman's skirt to wear ...... "
He paused, helpless sigh:
"Do not you feel ashamed of it?"
"I did not like my predecessors, that there is nothing to be ashamed to sit in a wheelchair?"
Albert Lightly said: "Moreover, Hawking archbishop told my friends in retirement!
- like to wear skirts may not be the bad guys! "
"......"
Wagner expression convulsions, whispered curse swearing.
"But I stoop even, you can detract from the saints, doing here?"
Albert revealing strange smile, teasing and asked: "? Strippers are not also to see it."
Wagner Shen watery surface, Lengran said:
"Today Sistine meeting, you missed, the impact is very bad."
Sistine meeting.
By the man in charge of all the cardinals and members of key departments of the Holy See, the meeting was held in the Sistine Chapel. Since the Pope has created, it has been held ten times.
Time, held no expectations, because every place represents the ...... there was a Pope died,The new pope, will vote at the meeting, out of the selection.
No one has ever dared to miss such a meeting.
In previous years, even dying archbishop was sent into the hanging fluids, even death, but also cast their votes in order to allow their own dead inside.
Albert as a person in charge of the central sanctuary, with the right to vote and stand for election, but now blatantly absent.
I have to say, off to a very bad precedent.
But he did not care.
"Do I went to, the results would be different? I have no interest in such prior written drama."
His one-handed Wagner: "You'd go to, and how can the results?"
"How else can?"
Wagner coldly said: "fool can guess.
More than eighty percent of people agree with Ludovic become the new pope. In witness of God and the Holy Spirit, the voting results are now urgent notice has been sent to Asian countries went to the bar? "
He was silent for a moment, telling Albert:
"And tomorrow morning, everyone will know that after two days, the White Ludovic Salo filled the temple, an audience with the Holy kettle, a new pope."
"So, Ludovic to be well developed?"
Albert Zuiyanxingzhong be doing all up: "Unfortunately, there is no early photographed ass bent on brotherhood, and Oh, really a pity ah."
"Over the years, you can not meddle with bent Brothers in the way. Now you want to change course? You even 'both ways' that word will not write it."
Wagner quipped: "This thing, the central temple to assume responsibility for their critical position Zhengchou at hand is not enough, there is no reason for you to start it.
Even if you now to please them too late.
Ready to be banished to the monastery which Barren go dignity it. "
"It does not matter, anyway, to stay in the holy city too boring."
Albert shrugged, looked at him: "How about you?"
"......"
Wagner was silent, for a long time, before answering: "Probably it will go to the dark world.
In another three, I was going to die. Before dying, at least to play a little heat. Over the years, Mr. Bach insisted on a person, too hard. "
"This is not very good?"
Albert smiled: "I went to the monastery backcountry, you have been banished to the dark world, we have a bright future of the holy city of Long live!!"
"Do not talk about that drink it."
Wagner sigh, "Give me one too."
Albert raised his glass: "Well, we respect the great pope."
"Which King?"
"Whatever it anyway, which is what a dog - days - are the same."
"Well, King dog - day - of His Holiness."
Wagner wry smile, "Cheers!"
Gulp.
After the glass down, low-quality alcohol Wagner was stabbed could not help gasping for air, followed, then violent coughing, piercing cough, sputum vomit a thick, but hard to breathe.
The air here is too bad, stimulated his asthma and lung disease.
Albert shook his head, got up, pulls out a skilled respirator from his chest pocket to pry his teeth and arrogantly into his mouth:
"Suck!"
Soon, Wagner finally ease down, limp in his chair, his face still keep choking tears and snot,Deportment lost.
Albert shook his head, just keep drinking wine: "? You grew up on this ghost-like, fragile, want to take you fall what should worry you'll wind die, you can not let sanity"
"Anyway, it is going to die, you do not need to worry anymore."
Wagner wipe the stain face, indifferent smile, got up:
"I go first."
"Well, Get out of here Get out of here."
Albert impatiently waved: "I am tired of waiting for you to take the time sending you, just as it will give you a cup of a farewell."
Wagner smiled and did not say anything, just patted Albert's shoulder, and walked away. But when he reached the door, they heard a hoarse voice coming from behind.
"Hey, Wagner!"
"Ok?"
Wagner looked back to see Albert.
The old man sitting in the dim lighting, sparse white hair, grinning, looking at his eyes with a drunk. I do not know why, Wagner suddenly feel a little sad.
"My dress, good-looking it?"
Albert suddenly asked, and looked expect, if you want to get praise.
"......"
Wagner's face stiff lived, he angrily turned around, walk away and go: "! Damn · mentally retarded."
Albert keep a person in the bar, laugh.
Smiling like mental retardation.
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