The rise of the fast-moving boss

Chapter 573 I Sell Bowls of Soup in Hell 6
"Bah! What are you talking about? Our little Yaoyao's eyes are so good! It's because the dead god can't see our little Yaoyao!" Ma Mian immediately retorted, rolling his eyes and saying, "And , why didn't you help me just now?"

He didn't believe that these guys didn't want to beat up that god of death!
The other errands rolled their eyes at the horse's face—please, I'm not a child anymore, I still have to distinguish the seriousness of the matter, okay?

Now they are in the underworld, if they really beat the god of death... then it will be a big event between the underworld and the underworld!

"By the way, why are you all here?" Anhao saw the ghosts and looked at the time again, "The extradition will start soon, are you here to help?"

"Yeah." An Hao originally said it casually, but Hei Wuchang nodded very seriously, "It's early now, we can come to help."

"Yeah, Xiao Mengyao, you just came back to work, it must be too much for you ~ we will help you." Niutou also said with a smile.

The other ghost messengers also nodded.

An Hao looked at the crowd and was a little moved—then you guys should have come earlier... She has finished cooking the soup, and the next step is to spoon the soup.After all, the most troublesome thing here is to cook the soup.

However, it can save a little effort.

"Where's Death?"

But just when the extradition started at five o'clock, Hades suddenly appeared and shouted angrily.

Anhao blinked, and looked at Hades in a little bewilderment: "Uncle, why are you looking for Death?"

"What are you doing? Hehe...Of course I beat him up!" Yan Wang said as a matter of course, but when he saw Anhao, he smiled gently, "Yaoyao, it's the first day back to work, don't be tired. look at yourself."

An Hao who is sitting and playing with her mobile phone: I am not tired yet.

"It's a pity that the boy ran away..." Yan Wang sighed regretfully after not seeing the figure of Death God, "Next time I see you, I must give you a good beating!"

The corners of Anhao's mouth twitched: "Uncle, it's okay to beat him up... He's also the son of Pluto..."

"You are still my niece!" Yan Wang said domineeringly, "What's wrong with Pluto? My son is not good at teaching, so I will help him teach him!"

"But uncle..."

"Okay, don't worry about this matter." Yan Wang waved his hand and smiled very kindly. He rubbed Anhao's head, "Be obedient. You are our precious little princess in the underworld. Whoever bullied you You can't be bullied, can you?"

An Hao was slightly taken aback, and after a few seconds, she smiled brightly: "Okay, I will listen to you, Uncle!"

I really envy Meng Yao... There are so many ghosts who care about her, and there is an elder who loves her so much.

She...has relatives, but no elders.

She is the oldest one in that generation.
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I saw the god of death again, three days later, in the palace of the king of hell.

But this time, it was Pluto himself who pressed the god of death to come.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace of Hades is a little tense. Hades sits on the main seat with a cold face. On the lower left is Pluto, and on the right is Anhao.

At this moment, Pluto looked at Anhao with a smile, and said hello very kindly: "Yaoyao, I haven't seen you for a few days, how are you doing?"

"I'm doing well, thank you for your concern." An Hao smiled slightly, and her attitude towards Pluto was still very gentle.

The only one that draws less is Reaper, which has nothing to do with Pluto.

"Hmph!" Yan Wang kept a cold face from the beginning to the end. After Hades greeted An Hao, he snorted coldly.

Pluto smiled a little embarrassedly: "Yan Wang, what happened this time... It is true that Death did a good job, and I have already taught him a lesson."

"Hehe, but I don't think Gouzi has the slightest remorse?" Yan Wang looked at the standing god of death unkindly, and his tone was slightly yin and yang.

"This..." Pluto swallowed, but in his heart he wanted to kill the god of death.

Turning around to look, he saw the gloomy face of the god of death, and Pluto's face convulsed, and he hit him directly!
"You little brat's wings are stiff, aren't you?"

"Even hit your wife! Look at what you've done!"

"What are you staring at? Am I your old man or are you my old man?"

At this moment, Pluto was chasing the God of Death and beating him all over the house. The God of Death ran wildly after being beaten, but he didn't dare to fight back - because he knew that if he fought back, he would definitely end up in a worse situation!
"I know I'm wrong, okay? Don't hit me... Aww!"

After seeing this scene, Yan Wang and An Hao were a little surprised. The two uncles and nephews looked at each other and nodded—well done!
Pluto's blows were all hits on the god of death, without the slightest part of acting.

And Yan Wang and An Hao just sat and watched without stopping, just like watching a play, not to mention it was really exciting to watch - after all, wanting to smoke the god of death is no longer a day or two idea!
And Pluto chased the god of death and beat him up all over the room. He didn't see Yan Wang and Anhao talking after beating for a long time, so he knew in his heart that it was impossible for Yan Wang and Anhao to intercede for this stinky boy.

So Pluto immediately acted on his upper body, and sat down panting after being beaten for a while: "Oh, I'm so exhausted...Loolan, get out of here with me and stand up!",

The corner of Reaper's mouth twitched from the beating, and then he moved closer to his father's menacing eyes.

Damn, his father is too cruel, isn't he?

He feels like he's falling apart now!

"I'm really sorry, Yan Wang, I made you laugh." Hades looked at Yan Wang and smiled slightly, and then looked at An Hao, "Yaoyao, I don't know when you plan to return to the underworld?"

"This... I don't want to go back yet." An Hao said vaguely, practicing Tai Chi, "When will I go back, I will talk about it later."

Well, this means that you don't want to go back to the underworld.

Pluto also understands this statement and idea - after all, whoever puts up this kind of thing will not want to go back.

Thinking of this, Pluto felt his fists itch—suddenly wanted to beat up his scumbag son again.

The god of death standing aside only felt a sudden chill all over.

"It doesn't matter, Yaoyao likes the underworld, and she can stay as long as she wants!" What Pluto said was a kind of accommodating, "But...cough, Yaoyao, it's all Loolan's fault this time, see if you can Let him stay and help you, let him make up for it? Yama, do you think it is okay?"

"Hehe, can he help Yaoyao? I..."

"I don't care." An Hao blinked, and looked at the resigned Grim Reaper from the corner of her eye, and sneered in her heart—this Pluto, really is a godly assist.

(End of this chapter)