The rise of the fast-moving boss

Chapter 574 I Sell Bowls of Soup in Hell 7
"Yaoyao?" Yan Wang looked at Anhao in surprise, "Are you serious?"

An Hao smiled slightly, and ran to the side of Hades with short legs, pulled his ear and whispered, "Uncle, he bullied me so much, if you don't leave him to do some hard work and bully him, how can he be fair to me?"

Anhao blinked playfully and smiled very sweetly.

"But... Yaoyao, don't you like that stinky boy, are you willing?" Yan Wang was a little surprised, but he knew his niece's stubbornness.

"Alas..." An Hao sighed softly, a trace of sadness and sadness flashed across her brows, "So what? No matter what I do, he doesn't like me. Uncle, I'm a treasure in the underworld, yes The pearl of the underworld! No matter how much I like someone, there is no need to humiliate myself infinitely."

Men have big pig's trotters, women have chicken feet with pickled peppers, neither of which can be obtained.

Anhao doesn't have any prejudice against men and women. After all, whether they are scumbags or scumbags, they are all the same in essence - scumbags have nothing to do with gender.

The previous Meng Yao might have been a bit stupid and irrational, and even the god of death treated her like that, and she was still staring at her—but there is no reason to speak of emotions.

However, now...

Putting aside feelings, going up is just doing it rationally!
Yan Wang stared at Anhao in a daze. He saw helplessness and sadness in Anhao's eyes, but more of them were desolation and chills.

"I see." Yan Wang smiled, looking at An Hao's eyes with distress, he rubbed An Hao's head, "Then I'll listen to you." of Pluto.

And the grim Reaper.

"Pluto, we accept your suggestion to let the god of death stay here for the time being." Yan Wang said blankly, "But if he dares to disrespect Yaoyao again, don't blame me for educating your son for you!"

"No problem!" Pluto heaved a sigh of relief, and agreed, "This kid can't do anything else, he is still very strong in resisting beatings! If you don't like him, King Yan, beat him! Yaoyao is the same, if he dares to be aggressive You, hit him! If he dares to fight back, I will beat him myself!"

Yama:……

well:……

grim Reaper:……

Confirmed the eyes, it is my father.

Anhao has every reason to believe that the God of Reaper owes him so much because he was beaten too much by Pluto and is too rebellious.

"In this case, let's start by helping me spoon the soup." Anhao smiled and said directly, "This job is not difficult, and it can also cultivate people's patience."

"Yaoyao is right!" Pluto nodded in a very face-saving way.

grim Reaper:……

If it wasn't for the similarity between him and Pluto, he doubted whether he was his own.

It's just that Zhuman's life is still in his father's hands now, and he can't turn his father's palm... he can only compromise.

Out to mix, sooner or later have to repay.

The way of heaven is reincarnation, who will the heaven spare? -
"Ha~" Anhao rubbed her face, "Why haven't you updated yet?"

At this moment, she was holding her mobile phone and reading a novel. It was a sci-fi book, and she saw the latest update in one go.

"Ha ha."

The God of Reaper, who had a black face and kept spooning soup, rolled his eyes and sneered.

On the bank of the Wangchuan River, on the Meng Po Bridge, there is a table with a bucket next to the table, which contains Meng Po soup - but at this moment, it is not Meng Po who is giving the soup to the ghosts queuing up to drink soup, but the god of death. .

And well...

On the other hand, he set up a recliner beside him, lying on it and reading the novel comfortably, with some snacks beside him.

The god of death pokes death at this moment, An'an has a good heart.

"What are you laughing at?" Hearing the sneer of Death, Anhao squinted her eyes, and looked over dissatisfied, "Make soup well, your speed is really a bit slow!"

"If you think I'm slow, you're on your own!" Hearing what An Hao said, the flame in his heart burned and burned.

An Hao raised her eyebrows, but her eyes drifted to something beside her: "Huh?"

Sensing An Hao's gaze, Reaper's face froze slightly, and he glanced at the camera at the side from the corner of his eye, and the fire that had just started in his heart was poured down by a basin of cold water.

Daily doubts that he is not the biological son of Pluto.

Maybe it was picked up.

Otherwise, can you cheat him like this?
The god of death pursed his lips, and stopped talking to An Hao, turned his head and continued to drink soup with a dark face: "Take the soup, do you want to be reincarnated because you move so slowly?"

The ghost who was scolded for no reason looked at the god of death with a confused and innocent face, and then immediately reached out to pick up the Mengpo soup and drank it in one gulp!

Hey, hey, this soup maker is so fierce!
How about the promised Miss Tang, who is beautiful and warm?
"Release your anger..." Anhao laughed in her heart, but when she rolled her eyes, she had an idea in her heart, "It's good to vent your anger, the more angry you are, the better..." When you get angry, you won't be so patient, and your attention will be reduced. It will not be so concentrated.

She picked up the herbal tea on the table, poured a bowl, and handed it to the god of death: "Are you thirsty? Have some tea."

Seeing the herbal tea being handed in front of him, the god of death squinted his eyes, and turned his head slightly back: "You are so kind?"

Anhao's attitude towards him these days is really unfriendly, and her words are all barbed.

"Would you like to drink it or not!" Anhao rolled her eyes, put the herbal tea heavily on the table, turned around and sat back on the reclining chair.

Grim Reaper looked at the herbal tea on the table and swallowed: "You didn't poison it, did you?"

"...Ha ha." Anhao gave a look to let Death himself understand.

"Cut, just drink it, even if you poison it, it won't kill me!" The god of death snorted softly, picked up the herbal tea and drank it, and then continued to spoon the soup after drinking it.

As for An Hao, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Anhao, why are you..." As a sunny man with God's perspective, he naturally saw Anhao's little action just now.It's just that he was a little puzzled by An Hao's behavior just now.

What is the purpose of doing this?
An Hao didn't directly reply to Qing Tian, ​​she just smiled: "You will know after a while."

She has been idle for several days, it is time to push forward the progress of the task.

It's just... Who is the force behind Zhuman?

An Hao always felt that he was not a simple guy.

It was as if a pair of big black hands were slowly pushing the fate of the underworld and the underworld—even though she didn't know what happened after Meng Yao's death, An Hao could predict that the underworld and the underworld would definitely be together at that time!
It's no small thing to lose your soul.
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Three months later, in the palace of Hades.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the Palace of the King of Hell was depressed. He sat on the top with a gloomy face. He looked at the report in his hand and suppressed his anger.

One or two is fine, but now there are a large number of people!

These people have been successfully reincarnated, and some of them can already speak in just three months!
Come on, the average child can only talk at ten months, what kind of trouble is it going to be for three months?God!

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