Grudge Breaker

Chapter 256: The Two Generals
The two boxing gloves were tired from fighting, and each of them grew several limbs as thin as firewood sticks and supported themselves on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Sun Thief! Kick you in the crotch? Are you still a human being?!"

The two fly legs of the red glove were pressed tightly together, looking as if it was still frightened.

"Look at your temper! I told you to show off and not speak human language when you are out, you are such a disgrace!"

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For a while, Song Weichen doubted his mental state.

She began to seriously reflect on herself, wondering if she was not like a serious carbon-based creature. Why were none of the phantoms she created reliable?

I don’t know what the abilities of these two generals, Heng and Ha, are. Judging from the current pace, Song Weichen just feels a pain in his teeth - he feels that they can play a key side effect at the critical moment.

"Don't panic. Luck is all about luck."

Song Weichen silently comforted himself in his heart...
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She sat on the ground, looking at the two "schizophrenic gloves" with disdain but caution. Seeing that they had almost evened out their breathing, Song Weichen cleared her throat.

"Well, let me ask you two, do you have any method to restore the factory settings?"

The red one thought to itself that it was not good. It seemed that the master did not like them very much. Was he trying to recycle the phantom spirits? It was all that black guy's fault!
The girl in red gloves stood up hastily, using her big belly to support herself with her calves, and bowed to Song Weichen. However, she fell down because her head was too heavy, and had to get up again awkwardly, holding her little hands in front of her belly.

"Master, I am truly sorry. I have embarrassed you by my poor behavior."

"We two brothers have been blessed with great fortune to be your puppet spirit fetuses. We are truly honored and have already made preparations to lead the way and do our best. Naturally, there is no factory setting for such a retreat. Please forgive us, Master."

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Song Weichen held her forehead with her hand. Why did these boxing gloves suddenly become so serious? She couldn’t fix them.

Although they are all quite abstract, the comparison makes her miss the little meatball even more.

She originally wanted to ask the schizophrenic brothers what their secret weapon was, but she was afraid of disappointing herself, so she started chatting about some unimportant things instead.

Patting his butt and standing up from the ground, Song Weichen pretended to go to the table to pour himself a drink of water, while pretending to speak casually.

"A phantom once told me that what you look like and what abilities you possess depend on my 'voice' and subconscious mind."

"I just reflected seriously. I know nothing about boxing. I've only seen the trailer for "Hot As Ink". How could I have produced something like you guys... No, how could I have produced a magic weapon like you guys?"

"Well, I don't mean anything else. I just want to confirm whether you are someone else's phantom and accidentally walked into the wrong set?"

"No, Master, we are indeed your phantoms!"

Xiaohong is very affectionate.

"It is your determination to become stronger and your desire to control your own destiny that made us who we are!"

Song Weichen twitched his lips.

"That's it?"

"It seems that my determination is not very firm..."
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Xiao Hei, who had been silent all this time and had his legs crossed while sitting on a firewood stick and watching Xiao Hong talking to Song Weichen cautiously, finally spoke.

"Hey, you were only three seconds ahead of me, so stop making small talk. Who is your brother? And why didn't you tell the truth to the master? We didn't originally look like this, but you insisted..."

"Shh!"

Xiaohong hurriedly covered Xiaohei's mouth.

"Wait a minute... Xiao Hei, what did you say?"

Song Weichen keenly grasped the "key point". It turned out that Xiaohong had been hiding information from him since her appearance? Could he still trust the phantom spirit he had conceived from now on?
"Xiao Hei, tell me in detail."

"Xiaohong, don't stop me."

Song Weichen sat down at the table, put one arm on it, crossed her legs, and looked at the two brothers with a half-smile and a disdainful look, just like a queen.

Xiao Hei pushed Xiao Hong away and said, "Get out of the way. I'm going to talk to the master."

"Actually, I don't look like this at all. I'm sweating all over in this tattered outfit. It's almost going rancid!"

It quickly jumped onto the table, showing its teeth and claws and trying to take off its "boxing gloves". Xiaohong followed closely and jumped onto the table, holding Xiaohei tightly.

"You bastard! Be careful not to scare the master with your face!"

Xiaohong became anxious and grabbed Xiaohei's "boxing gloves" tightly to prevent him from taking them off, then looked at Song Weichen with a pleading look.

"We were born with ugly appearances, and we feared that you would be disgusted or afraid of us, so we used this method to cover it up. We really had no intention of deceiving our master, please forgive us!"

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Song Weichen's CPU is about to burn out. Wait a minute, aren't these two schizophrenic gloves still real? Can phantoms wear clothes?

But then again, her little fat mouse can actually pedal an electric scooter! What's so strange about that...

While he was distracted for a moment, seeing the two gloves pushing and shoving each other and about to fight again, Song Weichen curled his lips, raised his hand and flicked Xiao Hei with a "ber" sound.

"Tell me the truth, how much of a character do you two have? Is it ugly or scary to reject?"

Xiao Hei seems to be stronger than Xiao Hong. At this moment, he has already stepped on Xiao Hong with his little matchstick legs. When he heard Song Weichen's question, he thought about it seriously and spread out his two thin hands.

"To be honest, I think I'm awesome!"

"Besides, if I'm really ugly, isn't that just a matter of aesthetic taste of you, the Creator? What does it have to do with me? Why should I wear this tattered leather case all the time to cover my prickly heat?"

Xiao Hei's words were really venomous. For a moment, Song Weichen suddenly felt that it was fine to let them remain as they were...

"Besides, with this crappy leather suit on, we can't merge together, and some of our powerful moves can't be used. This bastard is really putting the cart before the horse!" Xiao Hei was still cursing.

"Wait a minute! What ultimate move? What fusion?"

Song Weichen became excited when he heard this. He made up his mind and decided that no matter how ugly the two were, the killer move was what mattered.

"Take it off!"

"I want to see the combination."

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"Master! Don't!"

Xiaohong screamed in pain and was kicked by Xiaohei.

"Howling! Get up, quickly!" Xiaohong climbed up with tears in her eyes, turned her back and began to take off her boxing gloves reluctantly. Xiaohei was so angry that he kicked her into the air and then jumped up himself.

"Oh!"

A puff of white smoke popped in the air, and then something in the smoke quickly fell onto the table, making a slight "click" sound.

The wisps of smoke on the thing dissipated, revealing its true form.
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"This this……"

Song Weichen's face was full of surprise, and he was at a loss for words when looking at the thing in front of him.

"Master... I told you not to look at it anymore..."

Xiaohong's voice with a hint of crying was heard - but the thing clearly didn't speak, and it seemed that she could hear its voice without it speaking.

"Tsk, you bitch, what a fuss. I don't know if the master dislikes you or not, but I do dislike you!"

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"Is this your true self?"

Song Weichen managed to find her voice again, and her eyes were almost full of stars.

“Is this a Gothic style, a mecha style, or a wasteland style? It’s pretty cool, isn’t it!!”

Before her was a stylized alien hand.

The joints were as shiny as black steel meteorite, and the meridians on the back of the hand were tangled and intertwined, like a steel mesh.

The fingers were unusually long, with the finger bones emitting a faint blue-black ominous aura, and the knuckles were black and seemed to contain a deadly poison. At first glance, they looked like five ghost eyes.

The nails are scarlet, like hooks and blades, and you can tell at first glance that they are not someone you want to mess with.

It can also be seen from the color of the hands that the nails and tendons and ligaments are Xiaohong's body, and the rest is Xiaohei's body.

Song Weichen was full of praise!
Although it was just a hand that only reached her wrist, it suddenly gave her a sense of satisfaction as if she had upgraded her weapon to a better one. She felt as if even the BGM of her life had been set on fire!

"You should have let me see this earlier, it's really awesome!"

"Ah? Master... you, you are not afraid of us?"

Xiaohong's voice sounded timidly, mixed with joy and some hesitation.

"Am I that cowardly?"

She was somewhat unhappy.

"Ah... this may be a little different from the information we have learned... Thank you for your support, Master! Please allow me to make a formal self-introduction again."

The wrist of the alien hand fell on the table, and the fingers pointed upwards in a clenched fist gesture.

"As you can see, this is our complete form. Whether we are separated or complete, we have a common ability - the ability to tear and fold space."

It swayed left and right, as if looking for something, and suddenly saw a pot of crabapple flowers in full bloom by the window.

"Master, please look at that pot of crabapple flowers."

The alien hand made a click sound, and without moving its wrist, two fingers appeared out of thin air next to the crabapple tree. With a slight fold, the removed crabapple flower disappeared along with the fingers, and in an instant, a fresh crabapple tree appeared in the hand on the table.

"Master, this is our ability."

The strange hand on the table disappeared completely and appeared beside Song Weichen's ear, gently pinning the crabapple flower to her temple.

"This flower is most suitable for beautiful women."

While he was speaking, the alien hand appeared on the table again.

"In addition, our boxing and magic skills are also pretty good, and we also have some other skills. We will find opportunities to show them to the master one by one in the future. We will continue to improve and swear to serve the master wholeheartedly!"

Xiaohong's impassioned speech caused Xiaohei to sneer.

"Tsk, you nagging, it's useless, just do it!"

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clap clap.

Song Weichen clapped his hands and couldn't help but imitate Stephen Chow's expression pack and exclaimed, "In one word, amazing!"

"Since I had you, my mom no longer worries about me leaving my keys at home. If robbery weren't against the law, owning you would be like having financial freedom!"

"The key is that you look really cool! The postmodern Gothic mecha style of your original body really wins my heart! Of course, I'm not saying that it's not good to put on boxing gloves and act like two naughty boys..."

The Other Hand was overjoyed when he heard this. He gave Song Weichen a thumbs up, then clenched his fist in the air and punched the "non-existent chest" twice, then pointed his index finger at Song Weichen.

"You have good taste. I like you. From now on, I will protect you with my life!"

I knew it was Xiao Hei's voice right away.

"How do you talk to the master?"

Xiaohong said something scolding, and the gesture immediately changed to a heart shape with the thumb and index finger overlapped - it was done with strange hands, which was inexplicably weird and funny.

"It was mainly because I heard from others that the master was extremely timid, so I deliberately put on boxing gloves to meet him. If I had known this would happen... Oh, it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding."

"No, who spread rumors about me?"

Just as Song Weichen was about to get to the bottom of the matter, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock knock."

Guyu's voice sounded outside the house, "Your Excellency, you are awake. I will help you wash and change your clothes."

"Hurry, hurry, turn the two of you into boxing gloves. This will scare my Guyu."

Song Weichen whispered softly, and the strange hand instantly turned into a pair of boxing gloves, one red and one black, and placed quietly on the table.

She had bolted the door from the inside, and Song Weichen hurriedly responded and went to open the door, "I'm up, I'm coming."
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As soon as the door opened, Song Weichen was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little red, and he seemed to be about to cry and laugh at the same time.

"Surprise!"

The little guinea pig stood on Guyu's shoulder, holding a strand of her hair and waving its little paws at Song Weichen.

"Aloha, big sister! Long time no see! I missed you so much, Rat!"