The lover that gravity makes is wrong

It is rumored that people will be judged by ten kings in hell from the first seven days of their first death until the period of the third taboo meeting.

Each trial hall has a unique way of detaining the dead who try to escape.

In addition to the tenth [Five Wheels of Kings Hall], and the fifth [Yan Mo Hall].

The former is because the five reincarnation kings have a zombie assistant officer with outstanding force value, while the latter——

"Stop! Watch out ahead, some dead have escaped!"

An angry roar came from Yan Mo Hall, and the door of the trial hall marked with five was kicked open from the inside, and a 2-meter-tall dead man wearing a daytime crown rushed out.

During the escape, the dead man did not forget to turn his head and make faces at the ghost jailer behind him, laughing loudly.

"Yeah, yeah! A group of weak chickens, who have the ability to catch your grandpa, hahaha!"

"Damn it! It's when Mr. Ghost Lantern is not around!"

The captured ghost jailer was furious. Seeing the dead man running farther and farther, and about to disappear from sight, he suddenly heard a "ding dong", and the clear and crisp sound of the soul-binding lock came from a distance.

At the same time, a petite figure slowly appeared on the way the dead escaped.

The ghost jailer let out a soft "ah" when he saw this, and then he stopped in his tracks, showing a sympathetic look at the arrogant dead man.

"Hahahaha! Great opportunity!"

The deceased couldn't see the "you're finished" expression on the ghost jailer's face, but thought that the other party couldn't keep up with his speed, and his expression became more presumptuous and mocking.

He even turned around and patted his butt provocatively in the direction of the jailer,

"What kind of hell ghost soldier is nothing more than that. If you want your grandfather and me to serve a sentence, wait another 100 years, Sun Zai hahahaha!"

"Oh? 100 years?"

A beautiful female voice came from behind.

The deceased was frightened immediately and turned his head suddenly.

When he saw clearly that the girl in front of him was not as tall as his elbow, the tense expression on his face suddenly turned into contempt.

"Where did you come from again?"

"Get out of the way! Don't get in the way! Be careful, grandpa, I'm going down with a fist the size of a sandbag, and I'll beat you back home to find your mother!"

"That was terrifying."

The threatened red-haired girl rolled her eyes with a smile, as if she was really intimidated, she stood aside and made way for her.

"please."

"...Hmph, you're smart."

Unexpectedly, it would go so smoothly, and the dead man withdrew his waving fist complacently.

This little girl looks really good-looking.

Just when he was staring at the third son and forgot to even run away, the red-haired girl who was cute and cute a moment ago suddenly raised her eyes, stepped down and swept the dead man down hard!

"——Did you think I would say that!!!"

"Ugh!"

The tall and burly deceased was unsteady on his feet, and fell straight into the soil with his face on the ground.

"Little girl, you are courting death!"

The dead man roared angrily and pressed his hands on the ground, finally pulled out his head embedded in the ground, a mace pierced through the air, hit his skull precisely, and pushed his head back into the hole .

"Oh, oh, where did this uncle come from, be honest when you die, and don't cause trouble for the jailers, you know?"

The third son held a mace, and smashed the pointed end on the skull of the deceased with all his strength, pounding hard like grinding Chinese medicine,

"Hurry up! Apologize to the jailers!"

Dead: "&*&&...*!!"

"What?? You dare to curse people?"

The red-haired girl said "Duang", and beat the dead man's head even deeper: "Quickly apologize!"

"&*...& woo woo woo!!!"

"You have a lot of backbone, uncle, with such a stubborn mouth, it's time for you to experience the famous set menu from hell."

After speaking, the third son bent down, grabbed the dead man's hair and lifted him up, and beat him severely in the face.

Dead person: "&**&...%￥...---!!!"

The ghost jailer at the side slowly shed a drop of cold sweat.

"Well, Mr. Sanzi, is there a possibility that you blocked his mouth with a mace, so that he can't speak?"

As soon as the red-haired girl stopped beating, she suddenly realized: "Ah, yes, I accidentally forgot~"

"Hey!" Sanzi stroked the back of his head and stuck out his tongue cutely.

"I'm sorry, Uncle, anyway, you're going to be tortured in the Scorching Hell soon, so let's take it as an early experience."

Experienced in advance the dead whose skull was smashed, teeth leaking, holding the thigh of the ghost jailer, crying like a child weighing three hundred catties.

Woo hoo, devil!This girl is a devil!

That's right, in this hell, the Ten Kings Judgment Halls all have their own methods of detention for fugitives, but the Tenth and Fifth Judgment Halls don't need them.

Because, the zombie assistant officer in the Tenth Judgment Hall is amazingly powerful.

And the fifth trial hall, under the seat of King Yan Mo, has two big killers.

One is the Shaking S ghost and god assistant officer, and the other is a ghost girl brought up by the ghost and god assistant——

Ghost messenger executive officer, third son.

Well, it's different from Lord Ghost Lantern's ruthless style of smashing the skulls of the dead,

A certain ghost girl who looks charming, like a princess in the sky, is better at crushing the self-esteem of the dead on the spiritual level.

*****

"It's so miserable, why did I meet the third son?"

Master Ghost Lantern's words, maybe it can give you a good time.

Although it is estimated that I can't even save my teeth.

The ghost jailer looked at the twitching man with pity, crying like a jade burying flowers, sighed and shook his head, and then with a bang, he knocked the dawdling dead unconscious with a hammer, and dragged him away by the ankle. Scorching hell, leaving miserable bloodstains all the way.

At the same time, the third son, who had dealt with the emergency, walked skillfully into Yan Mo Hall.

After seeing the majestic expression of Yan Mo, the king above him, who was busy giving judgment and execution to the dead, the third son silently walked to the vacant side seat, replacing the patrolling ghost lamp, and took over the auxiliary task.

It wasn't until the last dead person was escorted away that the huge King Yan Mo finally breathed a sigh of relief, and tapped his sore shoulder with a wat board,

The deliberately angry eyebrows and eyes also relaxed.

At this moment, this world-famous king is not so much the fearful king of Hades, but more like a good-tempered grandfather who is bullied by his grandson next door.

"It's hard work, my lord, do you want a donut to relax?"

The third son tidied up the files, took out a box of cakes exuding a sweet smell from under the table, stretched his arms and stood on tiptoe vigorously, and placed it on the tall table of King Yan Mo.

"Donut!"

King Yan Mo's eyes flicked to the ground and lit up, his two big copper bell-like eyes looked tearfully at the red-haired girl,

"Third son! You are such a good boy!"

Unlike Ghost Lantern, who will only eat the donuts he hides openly;

In the name of health, they treated him as a guinea pig and tricked him into drinking "juice" with unknown ingredients;

Occasionally lift him up and throw him out, as a tool for exercising...

No, no, I'm going to cry if I think about it again.

The more he thought about it, the more bitter he was, Yan Mo Dawang wiped his eyes sadly.

"Hey, the king has won the prize."

The third son scratched his face in embarrassment, and said with a smile,

"Speaking of which, this seems to be a very popular new product in this world's dessert house. I knew it at first glance. It is very suitable for the king. It would be great if you like it."

King Yan Mo rubbed his hands excitedly, and couldn't wait to open the beautifully packaged cake box.

"Enn, I like it, I like this sweetness so much... eh!"

Then, after seeing the contents of the box clearly, the expectation on the king's face suddenly shattered.

"San, Sanzijiang, what is this?"

King Yan Mo looked at the green round object in the box in horror, and even his voice was trembling.

"kindness?"

The red-haired girl raised her head, her pretty emerald eyes were filled with a proud smile, "It's the latest dessert that is very popular among girls in this world, wild vegetable slimming donut!"

"It is said that [-] kinds of the most bitter vegetables and fruits are squeezed into juice and stirred into cream. For the sake of health, I also specifically told the owner not to put a single sugar, and replaced the cake embryo with healthy bitter gourd konjac."

"Beautifying, reducing fat and lowering blood pressure, it is very good for the body!"

"Quick, my lord, try it, you will definitely like it!"

After the third son finished speaking, he stared at King Yan Mo expectantly, with an irresistible brilliance shining in his eyes.

King Yan Mo, whose heart is ashamed: "..."

Even though every nerve in your brain is screaming frantically, don't eat.

But the hell administrator who loves the cubs still swallowed in fear. Under the expectant eyes of the girl, he held up the green donut tremblingly, took a deep breath, and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was dead.

……

…………

The moment the donut tasted in his mouth, the majestic King Yan Mo froze, and even his brain went blank for three seconds.

vomit!Well, it's so unpalatable!Why is there such an unpalatable thing in this world! !

Girls in this world, is your sense of taste really okay?How about a good dessert?Why torture yourself like this!

"How about it, my lord, is it delicious?"

Next, the red-haired girl raised her head and asked with sparkling eyes.

King Yan Mo, King Yan Mo swallowed the unknown thing in his mouth with difficulty, and gave the girl a thumbs up with tears in his eyes,

"En... well, very, very delicious."

"Really, that's great!" The third son held his face in both hands, smiling like a flower,

"At that moment, I told my father to ask him to bring a few boxes for the king when he goes on a business trip in this world. Ah, I also shouted to the assistant officials of the other palaces, so that you can eat healthy and delicious snacks every day in the future. !"

God, every day!no! ! ! !

King Yan Mo's brain exploded immediately after hearing this.

He could already imagine that the Ghost Lantern Hotel looked at him like a mountain bastard, holding a stack of scary vegetable donuts in his hand——

The scene of 'Hohoo, King, it's time to eat donuts, delicious and healthy'.

In order to prevent the nightmare from coming true, King Yan Mo coughed dryly, changed the subject to save his life,

"Yes, yes! Sanzijiang, aren't you wondering where Ghost Lantern-kun went?"

"Eh? Dad?" Sanzi tilted his head, thought for a while and said,

"When I came back, I saw that the 'Satan King's Tour Lecture' was being held next door. If there is no accident, Dad should be helping to entertain the high-level officials from the EU hell."

If it wasn't like this, Dad wouldn't go away and let the king judge the dead alone.

Ah, of course, she is definitely not questioning the ability of the king.

Rather, she, like her father, thinks that the administrator of hell is the king, which is the best thing.

only……

Thinking about it, the third son turned his head subconsciously, and glanced at the scrolls piled up on the side seat.

Dawang's work efficiency is a little low because of Dad's absence. Do you want to add a few hundred more documents to make Dawang work overtime at night...

A crisis of overtime strikes, and a certain hell manager shakes his back, interrupting the third son's thoughtfulness in a hurry, and continues to change the topic,

"Speaking of which, Sanzijiang, I've always wanted to know, why didn't you just capture those dead who wanted to escape, instead of spending time and pretending to cooperate with them to get out of the way?"

"Wasting time?"

The third son blinked his eyes as if he didn't understand, "What are you talking about, my lord?"

The red-haired girl looked at the suspicious King Yan Mo, her eyes were bent, revealing a cute smile like an angel,

"Father said that the dead in hell must be dealt with with the harshest methods."

"—So, without pretending to cooperate with them, how can the dead experience the despair after hope is destroyed. Fundamentally, how can they crush their self-esteem in trying to escape?"

King Yan Mo, King Yan Mo was stunned: "..."

The case was solved, and this child was indeed taught by Lord Ghost Lamp.

— are all devils.

*****

The devil, cough, the executive officer of the ghost messenger, the third son.

Since the word "ghost" is used, of course, like most jailers in hell, they are all ghosts.

It's just that, compared to the natural ghosts, only a few people know that the red-haired girl is actually the same as a certain first ghost assistant officer, a combination of human and will-o'-the-wisp.

"Hey, what a surprise, the village with that bad habit is still there."

Hundreds of years ago, King Yan Mo, who had become a manager, looked at Xiao Douding beside Ghost Lamp in surprise.

The girl was only seven years old, and her newborn little ghost horns were hidden in her long red hair.

If you don't look carefully, it's easy to ignore the little bump, thinking that it's a beautiful Ji Jun who died young from a wealthy family in this world.

Although Ji Jun from a wealthy family is not malnourished, his hands are full of scratches and rough calluses.

At this moment, this beautiful little girl is like a newborn baby bird, clinging to the ghost lamp, staring curiously at the big bearded uncle.

"Well, after all, it is such an era, and there is no choice."

Ghost Lamp said with a blank face, raised his big palm to comfort, and gently patted the top of the red-haired girl's head.

Sensing the generosity and warmth falling from the top of her head, the little girl raised her head and silently stared at the ghost assistant officer.

The two half-ghosts, one big and one small, were silent like this, looking at me and looking at you.

A moment later, the little red-haired girl suddenly had a flash of inspiration in her mind, as if confirming an elder worthy of following, she stretched out her hand with a "snap" and grabbed the cuff of Ghost Lantern's shirt.

The First Assistant Officer didn't pull away, and let the girl hold her new uniform.

Speaking of which... why does this child feel a little familiar?

King Yan Mo looked at the scene in front of him, always feeling an indescribable sense of wonder.

He looked at the little girl, bending down to keep his gaze level with the girl's eyes

"What's your name, kid?"

As if afraid of scaring the girl, the manager of hell deliberately slowed down the volume and tone, and asked cautiously.

The red-haired girl didn't speak, but blinked a pair of jewel-like emerald pupils, staring straight at the uncle in front of her asking questions.

...Is it a temporary loss of the ability to speak?

King Yan Mo frowned, with a rare trace of anger in his heart.

Although, as the ghost lamp said, such things are not uncommon in this era.

But the girl is only seven years old at most, and she is still a cub...

Just as he was distracted, King Yan Mo suddenly felt a pain on his face.

The pitiful little girl just jumped up nimbly, grabbed the beard of the hell manager and pulled it out with a strange face, shouting playfully while pulling,

"Beard, beard!"

"It hurts, it hurts! Don't talk!" King Yan Mo exhaled in pain.

He wanted the girl to let go of his poor beard, but he was afraid of hurting her.

Wait... Isn't this scene a little too familiar!

King Yan Mo stared at the expressionless deputy who made no move to save the siege, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He remembered!Wasn't the Little Ghost Lamp the same way back then?Pull his beard as soon as we meet!

"Ghost Lantern Lord, isn't this child really your illegitimate daughter!"

The one who answered King Yan Mo was the assistant officer who was so bold that he poked the mace in the face,

"What are you talking about in your sleep? My lord, I work overtime all day. I, who cleans up the mess for you, where can I give birth to such a big child?"

The ghost lamp said calmly.

Absolutely, not at all, there is no complaint about being forced to work overtime.

At the same time, a certain red-haired girl also played the side drum in fear of chaos: "The bearded king, work overtime, work overtime!"

"It hurts, it hurts! Don't mess with Ghost Lantern Lord! And you, good boy, be obedient, let go of my beard!"

"It's not a child, it's 'Gan'!" the little red-haired girl said suddenly.

sweet……

The managers and assistant officers of hell were stunned for a second, before they realized that the girl was saying her name.

——Even the name is so similar...

"Ghost Lantern Lord, she is indeed your illegitimate daughter!"

"I said no, Your Majesty, have you finally suffered from dementia?"

Probably because of the similarity, under the dark observation of the red-haired girl following the cub all day long, Ghost Lamp acquiesced in allowing the newly born half-ghost girl to follow her.

Then before you know it, it becomes a strange father-daughter duo.

……

…………

In a blink of an eye, the children at that time have grown so big.

In Yan Mo Hall, the hell manager looked at the red-haired girl who helped organize the files, and once again lamented that time is not forgiving.

"correct!"

King Yan Mo, who reviewed the documents, glanced at the time on the wall and said to the third son,

"The speech at Satan King's side should be almost done, and there is still a little time to rest, Sanzijiang, you can go to Ghost Lantern Lord, he is in the gym."

"Really!"

The hair on the red-haired girl's head stood on end, her eyes lit up like a dog's, "Thank you, Your Majesty! I'll come as soon as I go!"

Hearing that he could see his old father, the third son happily bowed to his boss, and just ran two steps outside, then rushed back as if thinking of something, and took out a bunch of presents from under the table and handed them to Yan Mo King,

"I almost forgot, Your Majesty, this is a present for you. There are also the first and second sons, sister Axiang's is this, and, and..."

Zashiki Boy, the first son and the second son are "on vacation" in Taoyuan Township.

Ah Xiang, Eggplant, and Tang Gua are listening to King Satan's speech, and they are also not to be disturbed, so they come with souvenirs...

"Understood, I will help bring them." King Yan Mo couldn't help laughing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Sure enough, no matter how long it takes, this child still likes ghost lamps the most.

The administrator of hell looked at the red-haired girl tolerantly, and couldn't help but shook his head.

The same is true for Ghost Lamp, who has a stern look all day long, and in private is not a silly father who puts a lot of effort into collecting rare painting tools for his daughter.

But then again...

King Yan Mo looked at the back of the girl running away, and suddenly thought casually.

According to the way this idiot father and daughter get along, San Zichan's future boyfriend must have had a hard time...

——No, no, why did the old man suddenly think of this?

King Yan Mo, who was holding a pen, reacted and shook his head.

Sanzijiang is still young, only five hundred years old, where did he get her boyfriend, hahaha, hahaha.

At this time, the managers of hell didn't know what kind of terrible prophecy he made unintentionally.

****

At the same time, the ghost lamp is indeed, as King Yan Mo said, entertaining the high-ranking officials of the EU hell in the gym, and claims to be the second in command of "Satan's right-hand man", Beelzebub.

Well, although the way a certain First Assistant Officer entertained was——

When playing tennis, serve outspinning towards someone’s face; when making free throws on the basketball court, use someone’s face as a basket;

"You bastard, give me enough time!"

The second-in-command of the EU Hell couldn't bear it anymore. It's better to say that he only turned the table and got angry until now. His temper is really good.

Gee.

Ghost Lantern frowned as if it was troublesome, a pair of long and narrow black pupils stared straight at Beelzebub, revealing the signature eyes of a whale-headed crane,

"To be honest, I have the instinct to hit people hard when I have a ball, so I am not good at any ball skills. What should I do?" (①)

He said what to do, but his face was full of "If you dare to object, I will kill you alive".

"...How would I know! You should put [torture] aside first!" Beelzebub, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, roared loudly.

Then I was forced to listen to a rant from the First Assistant Officer of Hell, "The meaning of life is work! What fun is life besides work?"

"..."

It's hopeless, this kind of neon ghost who can only involve inwardly is hopeless!

The corners of Beelzebub's eyes twitched and stared at the ghost lamp, feeling unspeakably aggrieved.

Damn it!Could it be that there is nothing, nothing that can surpass this man's true feelings!

The second-in-command of EU Hell, who was being played around and almost had a cerebral hemorrhage, was itchy with hatred. Suddenly, the man's eyes lit up and he thought of a brilliant idea.

Something better than this guy...

Only I have what this man doesn't have... Isn't it right in front of me!

Beelzebub, who had figured it out, suddenly understood, pointing at the ghost lamp and laughing wildly,

"Hahahaha! I have a beautiful wife and you don't!"

"You lonely guy doesn't understand the beauty of family at all, I won! I won! Hahahaha——"

Ghost Lantern looked at the guy with his hips on his hips and laughed wildly, with a calm face: "Although I don't know what you are proud of, but when it comes to family..."

"What, what? Could it be that you can conjure up a child?? Lonely and lonely! Lonely and lonely!"

Beelzebub was clamoring happily when suddenly a red-haired girl with exquisite appearance ran far away from the gym.

She looked at the assistant officer, her eyes were shining, and she saw the mother dog with the cute dog...

Cough, it's like a cub seeing its mother.

etc--

The second-in-command of EU Hell felt a little bit in his heart, secretly thinking that it was not good.

The next moment, I saw the red-haired girl running towards them with a big smile on her face, and then opened her mouth under Beelzebub's almost bleeding stare.

A girl's lovely voice came——

"father!"

what……

Hear the cry of excess sugar.

This is the precious daughter that every father in the world longs for... ah...

"Wait, wait, wait!! You, a ruthless overtime freak, actually have a daughter?!! Or this kind of angelic daughter?!"

Beelzebub shattered and refused to believe it.

"Ah, I was just about to say it, actually."

Gui Deng pointed to the red-haired girl next to him expressionlessly, and introduced, "This is the little girl, third son."

After finishing speaking, Ghost Lantern pointed out to the third son the green-haired man who was about to petrify,

"Third son, this is Mr. Beelzebub, the right-hand man of EU Hell King Satan."

The red-haired girl asked obediently: "It's our first meeting, Mr. Beelzebub, my father took care of me a while ago."

My father... my father... my father...

Lose...lose...lose...!

The second-in-command Mr. Western Hell, who claims to be a competitor, has lightning and thunder on his head, and his expression is blank and about to turn into lime.

As if feeling that the other party's trauma was not complete enough, a vengeful assistant officer calmly took out a pink camera from his sleeve and said calmly,

"By the way, Madam Ling asked me to give it to you."

Yep!

What's so great about having a daughter, he also has a beautiful wife Lilith!

The daughter will be rebellious one day, only Lilith loves him forever!

The green-haired man pulled himself together and took the camera tremblingly.

Then when he lowered his head, he saw a photo of his beautiful wife, holding the arm of the ghost lamp, smiling and making a V.

Beelzebub: "...!!!"

Li, Lilith ahhh!

Beelzebub put his hands on his face, his whole body froze like lime, and he instantly aged ten years.

To describe it in a modern sentence, it would probably be "a domineering president who aged ten years overnight", poof.

"Woo, woo, woo!"

The second-in-command, whose face was as green as his hair, covered his face and ran away crying.

The third son looked far away: "Father, is Mr. Beelzebub alright?"

Ghost Lantern: "Who knows, probably a little emotionally unstable, hurry to the toilet and cry."

"Speaking of—"

Ghost Lantern ignored Beelzebub who was crying in the toilet, turned to look at the third son,

"About this mission, do you have anything to say?"

"Huh!"

The third son's scalp tightened suddenly, he subconsciously straightened his back, put his hands behind his back, and leaned his heels in the middle, showing the aura of going to the battlefield, his face was full of sadness,

"I know Dad! I'm still too weak to even use my supernatural powers. I'm going back to the devil training now, and I promise there won't be a next time!"

Gui Deng didn't speak, and stared at the third son for a while while holding his chin with his right hand.

Just when the latter's eyes widened and he was about to reveal the eyes of a dog begging for mercy, the assistant officer finally groaned, just like every time the exams were over when he was a child, he reached out and patted the third son on the head,

"Now that you know it, go back and strengthen your training yourself. The medicine is in your room, remember to take it on time."

"Also," Ghost Lamp paused, then said softly, "This time...it's not bad."

……Great!Dad praised me!

The third son immediately rolled his eyes and laughed, and pink fireworks exploded in the background behind him.

Ghost Lantern glanced at the smirking daughter, as if she had already gotten used to the girl's appearance, the corners of her mouth rose by 0.0001 micron.

When the two father and daughter walked out, the assistant officer thought of something and said, "By the way, there is something that needs to be dealt with by you."

"Tell me, Dad!" The third son slapped the ground and raised his ears.

"There are a few dead people who want to see you."

"Dead?"

The third son showed a puzzled expression, "Is it the SKF864 batch?"

"No, it's the ones you brought back from Yokohama."

Ghost Lantern stroked his chin and said reminiscently, "I remember the names are 'Pianist', 'Dumb Bird', and 'Publication Officer'."

*****

Pianist, dumb bird, publicity officer.

Sanzi remembers them.

These people, together with the remaining two dead souls called 'Cold-Blooded' and 'Surgeon', are all "stubborn stubble" brought back from Yokohama by the third son a year ago.

Most of the time, the work of ghost messengers is fairly safe, but occasionally, colleagues in the reception department will encounter tough nuts.

For example, the dead who turned into ghosts due to resentment after death, the earth-bound spirits who refused to leave because of various worries, or the dead who were forced to be trapped in the realm due to visions...

Usually when encountering such a situation, the ghost messengers of the reception department would choose to retreat decisively and contact the almighty third son executive officer.

In their words, the third son is a universal brick, which can be moved wherever it needs to be.

Of course, if you just ask the executive officer for help just because you want to be lazy, you have to be prepared to be beaten on the spot, and after you return to hell, you will continue to be prepared to be watched by a shaking S assistant officer.

At first, Guicha, a newcomer in the reception department, thought that these five people were just ordinary mafia members who could easily complete the task.

Until the hapless guy's neck was covered with murderous piano wire, a pool stick was pressed against his temple, and a compass was poked in front of his eyeball.

Although, although he is a ghost messenger and is dead, it still hurts!

He failed to lure the soul, but the unlucky guy who was caught on the spot swallowed his saliva and wanted to curse.

In the next second, he saw these five stubbles surrounding him, looking at the lab mice.

One of the thin Qi Liuhai even took out a scalpel in a serious manner.

"What is this?"

"Looks like a ghost?"

"Hoho, interesting, is it a new species? Let's dissect it and have a look."

"!!!"

The unlucky ghost, crying in horror: "... Woohoo! Help, Lord Sanzi!!!"

Third son: "..."

At that time, the red-haired girl had just worked overtime to deal with a female ghost named Sadako, and before she had time to take a break, she was summoned to Yokohama again.

"...It's Yokohama again."

The red-haired girl sighed and held her forehead.

This city is definitely the area with the highest reporting rate of stubble.

Not only by virtue of the outstanding death rate, it surpassed the rice flower market next door, adding a mountainous workload to hell.

Even the dead are more troublesome than each other.

Just over a year ago, the third son was in this city and dealt with a troublesome old man and a French youth wearing plush earmuffs.

The French youth was extradited back to EU hell because of his foreign nationality.

As for that nervous old man, it is said that he seemed to be the leader of some kind of gang during his lifetime.

When he went crazy in his later years, he was usurped by his own doctor, An Sha, and now he is being tortured in Abi Hell.

By the way, when the old man was being tortured, he did not forget to take time to beat the villain, cursing something like "the garbage doctor will be bald and single all his life".

Thinking about it, he should have a lot in common with the Oda Nobunaga who has usurped the world.

"All in all, let's make a quick decision."

The red-haired girl casually threw the bound ghost messenger to the open space, and reached out to take out a mace from under her skirt.

Young people in the junior group: "???"

Is that a place to hide things? !

"Well, don't worry about such small details."

The third son leaned his mace on his shoulder, covered his mouth with one hand and yawned delicately, then turned his head and hooked his index finger at the five of them,

"Come on, I'm in a hurry."

"..."

It's really interesting, this is their life, no, it's the first time they heard such an arrogant declaration after death.

The sharp piano wire was pulled out, and a cold light flickered on the young man's fingertips: "It's just right, I haven't killed a ghost messenger yet, I hope you can be better than that unlucky guy."

The young man with a gentle voice curled his lips, showing a beautiful and sweet smile,

"This is the little girl you mentioned, don't cry then, it's rare to have such a good face."

It is impossible to cry.

Of course, if it was this group of dead who increased the workload for nothing, the third son would not mind spending some time listening to their screams before sending them to see King Yan Mo.

The third son raised the mace sleepily, blocking the oncoming assassin.

Then, after 1 minute

"Solution! Go back to sleep!"

The red-haired girl took out the soul-binding bell, neatly tied up five youths with bruised noses and swollen faces on the ground, and threw them to the ghost messenger who was waiting to call it a day.

"I leave it to you, no mistakes are allowed!"

The girl with a sleepy face yawned again, and cast a warning sideways glance at Ghost.

For a moment, the look revealed from the corner of his eyes was strikingly similar to that of a certain First Assistant Officer.

"Hey! Yes!"

The unlucky ghost almost felt his scalp numb, thinking that he saw the assistant officer.

Should, should I say, really worthy of father and daughter, what a terrible oppressive force.

Said Mr. Sanzi, hearty and gentle, is the complete opposite type of Mr. Ghost Lamp!It really is a lie!

The rookie Guicha tremblingly held the rein, madly condemning the colleague who passed on the wrong information in his heart.

Who knows, the colleague really didn't fool him.

Most of the time, the red-haired girl has a pretty good temper, this time it was purely due to overtime work and lack of sleep——

Sleepy.

Originally, this "violence attracting souls" was considered to be over.

But just as the third son was about to leave, a hand stretched out from the side and tightly grabbed the girl's ankle.

The third son paused and lowered his head expressionlessly.

——It was the young man with a gentle voice called the broadcaster.

"...No, we can't leave yet!"

The dead man named Guangbao Guan held his breath and prayed intermittently,

"Please, please at least let us say goodbye to our companions for the last time. If, if we go to hell like this, that guy will definitely think it's his fault and bear the sin of our death for the rest of his life!"

"I beg you, Mr. Guisai, I beg you..."

The young man pleaded.

It can be seen that this man should have been a very popular person during his lifetime.Know how to use your appearance advantages to achieve your goals.

Because even now, he cleverly avoided the bruised part of his face, and looked at Sanzi from the best angle.

If you were an ordinary person, maybe you could really get a little bit of comfort.

But it is a pity that they are facing the third son.

The red-haired ghost girl lowered her head and silently looked at the pleading young man.

The remaining four dead did not speak, but judging from the expressions on their faces, they should have the same idea.

The third son lowered his eyelashes, and his cold eyes fell on their faces: "No."

The unrepentant tone made the young man who had been begging for moving a moment ago immediately put away the expression on his face, revealing the eyes that belonged to the mafia.

The third son ignored the piercing gazes on his body, easily broke free from the fingers on his ankles, and walked straight towards the door.

One step, two steps, three steps.

Perhaps the gaze behind her was too hot.

Or maybe the resentment and regret of the deceased were too strong, so they left it alone, maybe they had already been swallowed up by resentment before they reached hell.

Anyway, at the last moment, the red-haired girl stopped in her tracks.

The girl stood there for a while, scratched her hair with a sigh, and looked back at the dead banner member.

"Have you ever heard of a saying, 'Yan