Chapter 253 Appropriate Punishment
The trip was uneventful, in fact, more or less like a normal bus trip—the only difference being that the stops were not the ones that a normal person like Fu Yushen would normally stop at. Passengers got off at stops that said cemeteries, funeral homes, and one little girl got off at the end of a village that looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, with a mass grave in front of her.
Fu Yushen felt like he was going crazy. Song Yan got up from his seat and walked towards the aisle. He immediately chased after him, feeling a little dissatisfied. His second sister-in-law was really not that good. She cared about him, and looked at her walking away without even saying hello.
Fortunately, he didn't fall asleep, otherwise he would be taken to a place where he could never return. Judging from Song Yan's attitude, he was already half-believing and half-doubting. Perhaps this was her plan all along.
"This woman is really cruel." He muttered, wanting to get out of the car as soon as possible, fearing that he would not be fast enough and would lose Song Yan, but when he caught up, he found that he did not. There was no need to worry at all, because the place she came to was not a cemetery or a graveyard, but a building. A building that he was very familiar with. He caught up with her and immediately stopped beside her, saying, "Why are we here? Is the god of death working here?"
"Who said he can't work here?" Song Yan strode towards the company. "Can't he work like a normal person? Do you really want to discriminate against him and humans like this?"
Before Fu Yushen could say anything else, he was beaten like a dog in the rain. Only then did he understand why his second brother seemed so stressed these days. He had only spent an hour and a half with Song Yan, and he was already ready to raise his hands to fight.
"That's not what I meant." He said immediately, carefully walking up to Song Yan. "What I meant was that this is the most famous game software company in our country. You may not know that right now a game called 'Angel with a Gun' is very popular. I heard that there is a long line in front of this store. "Selling it... filled with actions and graphics that the world has never seen before, it's trending on social media. "
"Where do you think those bizarre graphics come from?" Song Yan nodded to the security guard standing in front of the iron gate and walked past him. "I've heard of all the games you're talking about, and believe it or not, I'm well aware of what this company is capable of. After all, the God of Death thinks the underworld is too soft on its residents, and now lets him vent his frustration through the terrible software he sells."
She might be speaking another language, because Fu Yushen couldn't understand what she was saying at all: "What... softened?"
"The underworld used to have a lot of strict rules and regulations - residents had to follow them no matter what, but then a social activist died, and she, along with other dissatisfied residents, took up arms to rebel against the "tyranny" of the underground lords. I think "The Underworld for All" was their motto, and when they were rejected, the souls of those rebels somehow managed to escape the underworld and refused to come back, and it took a long time"
She paused in front of the automatic glass door and placed her hand on it, a golden glow emanating from her hand, before the door swung open with a high-pitched scream. "A lot of them are mean-spirited assholes."
"I believe you are talking about my boss." A woman in a fiery red suit said. She looked very beautiful, enchantingly beautiful, but there was something about her that told Fu Yushen that she was not the woman he wanted to chat up. The woman came to Song Yan with a smile that could surpass the top professional model. "I don't see anyone else who fits this description. Anyway, it's already... how should I put it?" The woman asked, her eyes sweeping to Fu Yushen and then to Song Yan.
"Let's just say it's been a long time." Song Yan's voice was as cold as ever. "I think I have a date with that bastard. Is he free?"
"Oh, yes, he is..." The woman sighed and tightened her grip on the clipboard in her hand. "He's very free these days. After all, humans are easily satisfied. They are just like him and will throw money away without hesitation." She glanced at Fu Yushen again and laughed. "Oh, you would be a good target."
"His...target?" Fu Yushen thought with confusion on his face.
"Yes, a target." The woman in red admitted, her ponytail swaying behind her as she turned to look at him. "You have broken many women's hearts, using and discarding them like human tissue. God, they cursed you... You will be used as a moving target, and women will be asked to shoot you here." She pointed at his heart. "So you can feel what it feels like to have your heart broken."
"Wha...what?"
Song Yan glanced at him sideways and snorted. "I have to say, this is an appropriate punishment that you guys came up with."