The rise of the fast-moving boss

Chapter 592 I Sell Bowls of Soup in Hell 25
After a severe beating, Pluto felt the tone in his heart come out - it's so cool!I have long wanted to do it!
But looking at his own son after the beating, Pluto's face convulsed, and he began to feel distressed—oh my god, did he hit so hard?
The Grim Reaper was lying on the ground like a dead fish. He had been beaten so badly that he had lost control of his expression, and his gaze was very dull.

The Grim Reaper's whole body reveals a dull feeling of "who am I? Where am I? What am I doing".

"Uh...what's the matter with you, how are you?" Pluto squatted down and stroked the dog's head of Death, feeling that he was too careless just now, and his hands seemed a little too heavy.

"It's, it's okay." Reaper said blankly.

It just feels a little numb.

"Dad, can you let me say a complete sentence?" Reaper continued to speak dully.

Pluto nodded: "Well, you say."

"I'm really not for Zhuman, I...I want to give it to Meng Yao."

Huh - finally said this sentence completely!The big stone in Death's heart finally fell.

"……What?"

Pluto looked at the god of death a little confused, because the god of death was beaten a little weakly, and his voice was very low and vague, so he didn't understand for a while.

grim Reaper:……

The god of death's face froze for a moment, and finally rolled his eyes and passed out directly.

Pluto: ...

What the hell is this saying?
after an hour--

"...So, are you going to give my daughter-in-law a present as an apology? Ouch, don't tell me sooner!"

Looking at the god of death half lying on the bed, Pluto slapped his thigh fiercely, with the look of "you said earlier that I wouldn't beat you up".

Reaper: ...I want to say, isn't this not giving me a chance.

"Okay, now that you've finally come to your senses, then you can choose my little treasury yourself!" Pluto waved his big hand, very boldly.

So after the god of death recovered a little bit, Pluto happily took the god of death to his small treasury, and the thief excitedly gave him various recommendations.

My son's daughter-in-law, of course I want to pamper her~
Who made his dog son so needy before?What if the daughter-in-law ran away?
……

"...What are these things?"

The underworld at this moment is really bustling, and the ghosts from the underworld also popped up one by one, looking at the lights all over the sky and the things on several streets.

As for Anhao...

The corner of her mouth twitched slightly as she stood on the Meng Po Bridge, looking at the God of Death who seemed to have been beaten before her, and looked at herself with a smile on her face.

Behind him, a singing and dancing band is performing hard. The performance style is more ancient, and the music is also gentle.

At the same time, there are eight streets in the ancient area, and there are a long line of ghost servants carrying all kinds of treasures. Those treasures are really beautiful, and it is not easy to look at them!
"Meng Yao, I want to apologize to you."

Reaper took a breath and looked at An Hao seriously.

But at the moment An Hao is distracted, she is talking with Qing Tian.

"Sunny, this situation... still has to be dealt with by the commissioner himself? Can you let the commissioner come out temporarily? You can ask Meng Yao's opinion."

Anhao frowned slightly, she was only here to do the task, to fulfill the client's wish and solve the client's problems... As for the current emotional situation, she thinks it is better for the client to face it by himself.

Other scenes are fine, such as receiving awards and praises during missions~ She can face these by herself; but feelings are really not easy to do by herself.

However, if the client doesn't want to face it, it's another matter, she just asks.

Of course, the premise is to collude with the client first, don't suddenly change your personality or something.

"Yes, she said that she wants to face it by herself." Qing Tian nodded, "The organization has also considered these aspects, I will apply, you may wait another ten seconds~"

After all, review and approval also take time.

"Row."

An Hao responded, and fixed her eyes on the god of death, before making a fool of herself.

"Apologize to me? Reaper, did you drink too much?" An Hao's expression was flat, and her tone was also flat.

Let's talk lightly first, the rest of the stage has to be handed over to the deity.

"I'm sorry, Meng Yao." Reaper bit his lip, and he found that she no longer called his name, but called him "Reaper", "I mistakenly thought that it was Zhuman who saved me in Wangchuan Hanoi, so... …Sorry!"

But when he finished speaking, Meng Yao's eyes suddenly changed, and the whole person's eyes became very complicated.

"so what?"

She spoke softly, her voice was a little cold, and there was imperceptible pain in her eyes.

"Do you regret it now?"

Reaper was slightly taken aback, he always felt that Meng Yao in front of him seemed a little strange, but he couldn't tell.

"Yes, I regret it very much now, and I also hate myself! Meng Yao, I..."

"Hehe, I hate it..." Meng Yao's eyes are beautiful, they are the kind of pure black eyes like the night sky, and when there is light, they will be very bright, just like the starry sky.

But at this moment, there was a layer of mist in her eyes, the eyes were full of indistinct profundity, and her face was also full of grief and coldness.

"You regret it, but the pain and scars you left behind will never disappear!"

You regret it, you regret it in this life, but what about the last life?

Because he didn't know, he could hurt her viciously and retaliate against her with the greatest malicious speculation...

For Zhuman, the god of death is really a "god" and the best person in the world; but for Meng Yao, the god of death is synonymous with pain, will bring her constant harm, and is the most hateful person.

You are heaven and hell.

In this life, you know the truth, and you regret it; but in my previous life, I didn't have the chance to do it all over again.

What happened, even if you do it all over again, cannot be washed away.

"Meng Yao..." Death looked at Meng Yao who was shedding tears and swallowed, "You, don't cry, I was really wrong, if you are angry, hit me, to the death! I will never fight back! "

beat to death...

Meng Yao took a breath and closed her eyes.

Three seconds later, she slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were cold.

"Looran, I will never forgive you!"

The reddish vermilion lips parted slightly, and spit out this sentence full of icy scum.

After speaking, Meng Yao turned around and disappeared in place.

There is no "if" in the world, and there is no "regret medicine".She wouldn't think about what would have happened to her at the beginning, because it was too late for remorse—how could the things that had happened be erased?

Meng Yao is dead, her soul is gone.

The present she is just carrying the memory of Meng Yao from the parallel world, the Meng Yao of this world.

　Yaoyao, mom loves you~mua~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)