The lover that gravity makes is wrong

"You mean...hell?"

Hyoudou Kazun was stunned, he tilted his head unconsciously, like every old man who is hard of hearing, staring at Sanzi slowly.

The red-haired girl didn't care about this, but Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows in surprise.

With the help of the moonlight on the sea, the red-haired boy realized that the chairman of the Diai Group in front of him had aged a lot at some point.

The toxins in the incense, together with the vitality that was already being lost and not replenished in time, made his rosy skin dry up quickly, as if it lacked water.The cheekbones on both sides are frighteningly high, and the originally silver-gray hair has also turned into an unhealthy pale white.

It's hard to imagine, this old man exuding a rotten aura is the same person as the hale and hearty Hyoto Kazuson two days ago.

"Hell...hell..."

Hyoudou Kazun murmured something, his white eyes glanced at Sanko's inhuman stunning appearance, and finally saw Sanko's hands——

When the very symbolic ghost weapon was put on, a horrified expression flashed across his face, and he shouted excitedly,

"Mace, ghost, it's you! Assistant officer of hell! You really came! It's you!"

Apparently, Hyoudou Kazun confused Mitsuko with the real ghost assistant officer.

It's no wonder, after all, whether it's the legend of hell circulating in the present world or the paintings, most of them are based on King Yan Mo and the judges around him.

Hell Assistant Officer, those are the real immortal species, if you can get their vitality...

Hyoudou Kazun's expression instantly became vicious and evil.

His chaotic eyeballs stared at the young face of the third son without blinking, and the eyes were gradually stained with unpleasant covetousness and fanaticism.

act recklessly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes dangerously. He took a step forward and stood sideways in front of the third son, blocking the disgusting sight from the other side.

The ochre-haired boy moved his fingers, his knuckles crackled, his cobalt blue pupils were as fierce as night owls,

"What nonsense with him, do it directly."

"Do it? No, you can't do it to the old man, you can't—"

It was Hyoudou Kazun who answered Chuya Nakahara with a nervous grin.

"Huh? Can't? Are you still asleep?"

The gravitationalist said mockingly, the red light representing supernatural power has emerged around him.

However, Hyoudou Kazun, as if he didn't see it, stretched out his hand without fear, pointed at the red-haired boy with his finger, and laughed grinningly,

"No, no, Zhongya, Zhongyuan, you can't do anything to me. Emperor Love Group and PortMafia are still in a cooperative relationship. Thinking about it, your leader should not want to suddenly receive an important partner who would tear up the agreement because of the assassination of his subordinates." news?"

"At that time, what will those chaebols who cooperate with Hong Kong and black think? Hee hee hee hee."

The other party's words made the young Gravity Master sink his face, obviously he was caught to the core.

"As for you—"

"Hell, assistant officer...hahahaha."

Hyoudou Kazun laughed happily, and said arrogantly, confidently,

"You also can't do anything to this old man. If you want to ask why, it's because, of course, this old man is still alive!"

"I'm still—alive—ah! As long as this old man is alive, you monsters from hell can't attack this old man, and there's nothing you can do about this old man hahahaha——!"

While talking, Hyoudou Kazun proudly opened his arms and laughed loudly.

It was very quiet on the deck, only the howling wind and the old man's crazy laughter echoed in the sea.

"You bastard—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also clenched his fists angrily, and he decided to physically shut up the old guy.

After all, as long as a person is dead, there is no so-called intelligence.

For Hong Kong and Hei, it is nothing more than a change of speaker for the Diai Group.

The ochre-haired boy thought hard.

Just when he was about to make a move, a white hand stretched out from the side and gently pressed on the boy's clenched fist.

"You're right. In theory, I really can't do anything to living people."

The third son spoke calmly, acknowledging the meaning revealed in Hyoudou Kazuson's words.

"Ha ha."

Hyoudou Kazun looked at the red-haired ghost smugly. Just as a sarcasm appeared on his face, the red-haired girl on the opposite side suddenly curled up her lips and showed an amiable smile.

"but……"

The third son turned his head, opened Zhongyuan Zhongye's fist with one hand, then stuffed his precious weapon into the hand of the red-haired boy, and said,

"Get it for me, Teacher Zhongyuan."

"?" Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously held the mace in his hand, with a confused look on his face.

The third son turned his head to the side, looked at Hyoudou Kazun with vigilant eyes, and continued to speak,

"However, as good partners of human beings, we will occasionally help you with a little favor, such as, say——"

While speaking, the red-haired girl stepped lightly on the deck with her right foot.

The next moment, the figure of the third son flashed in place like a ghost, and when Hyoudou Kazun blinked again, the figure of the red-haired ghost was already close in front of him!

The third son flashed in front of Hyoudou Kazun, her palm was shaped like a knife, raised high under the horrified stare of the latter, and then, wrapped in a strong wind, slammed towards Hyoudou Kazun's right face——

"Hey!! There's a big mosquito here, President Hyoudou!"

"puff--!"

There was no way to dodge it, and Hyoudou Kazun, who was hit straight, raised his eyeballs, flew out obliquely, smashed into a pile of broken wooden boards, and vomited a mouthful of blood in embarrassment.

At the same time, the huanghuali wooden box he held in his hand like a death talisman flew out of his hand, and after spinning a few times in the air, it just fell into the third son's open palm and was held lightly.

"—For example, the caring hell ghost messenger will help you repel mosquitoes, and will gently tap your sleeping heart~"

The third son held the huanghuali wooden box in one hand, and gestured V in the other hand, imitating the TV idol's signboard, and blinked his right eye at Hyoudou Kazun.

Nakahara Chuya: "..." Cough, it's a little cute.

"……you wanna die--"

Hyoudou Kazun gritted his teeth, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth tremblingly, and when he was about to get up, he suddenly felt a coldness behind his back, and a bone-chilling coldness went down his spine to the sky.

etc……!The box, his amulet? !

The old man rummaged around in panic, but when he turned his head, he met a pair of wraith pupils who had been waiting for a long time and only had white eyes.

"Ah...ah, help, help...uhhhhh!"

Hyoudou Kazun wanted to ask for help, but before he could even finish his last sentence, he was surrounded by hundreds of resentful spirits.

Blood flew, and the flesh and blood were eaten alive.

But in an instant, there was only a skeleton left in his whole body, only the heart and head were still hanging there, and his eyes were open as if he was dying.

Some vengeful spirits wanted to reach out their hands to take out the heart of Hyoudou Kazun, but as soon as they moved their fingers, they saw them covering their mouths in disgust, and vomited out the flesh and blood they had just gnawed.

……

…………

Some people's flesh and blood smell so bad that they can't even swallow their wraiths.

Perhaps seeing the revenge of the great revenge, the army of vengeful spirits on the deck suddenly lost their strength and fell to the ground.

One of them struggled to prop up his body, opened his mouth in the direction of the third son, and hoarsely said twice.

He seemed to want to say something, but saw the red-haired girl walked to his side as expected, and put her hand gently on Wraith's head.

"Sleep, we'll get them back to land safely."

【】【】——

The wraiths who heard the promise lowered their heads.

Reluctantly, they touched the face of the person they possessed, then closed their eyes with peace of mind, and returned the body to the living family members.

Zhongyuan Zhong also held the mace and walked up to the third son: "Is it over?"

"Do not."

The third son held the huanghuali wooden box in his hand, stood up and said, "It's better to say that the real 'send-off' has just begun."

As soon as the red-haired ghost girl finished speaking, the sea was suddenly filled with fog.

When he looked up again, Zhong Yuanzhong also found that the style of the luxury cruise ship under their feet had changed.

Layers of gorgeous docks disappeared, replaced by a straight watchtower and a large broadcasting machine.

The red flag fluttered at the bow of the ship, the [-]mm cannon covers lined up in a row on the side of the ship, and the huge chimney emitted thick black smoke. A team in old military uniforms passed by them. The location is in place.

In the heavy and chilling air, the general with black hair and black eyes stood on the bow of the ship with his head held high.

His face was tense, and the solemnity in his eyes was as firm as steel and unmovable.He fixed his eyes on the fog in front of him. When an equally well-armed ship poked its head out of the fog and pressed towards them, the black-haired general raised his arms—

【"Prepare for the cannon and strike the platform, the target is at twelve o'clock—"】

In the order of the unfamiliar language, the main guns on the warship collectively turned their positions, and the muzzles of the guns pointed straight ahead.

【"--fire!"】

In an instant, guns, sounds, cannons, and fire blared, and the fire illuminated half of the night sky over the sea.

Amidst the sound of cannons firing all over the sky, the red-haired ghost girl came to Chuya Nakahara, and watched the scene in front of her with the boy.

The huanghuali wooden box with the sealing strip on it was buzzing in the palm of the third son, like a flame emitting astonishing heat.

The girl stared at the general in a guarding posture, with her back turned to their general, and spoke softly.

Her voice was like the clear melody of a zither, passed through the deafening cannon fire, flapped its wings like a bird, and landed in the ear of the red-haired boy——

"Mr. Zhongyuan, what kind of people do you think 'soldiers' should be?"

****

What I say next, you may regard it as a strange story.

In an era that has not been recorded in the history of this world, there was once a sea fleet. They left the border waters and carried a boat of people with the same black hair and black eyes, and secretly returned to their hometown.

In that world, there seems to be such a saying——

"No matter where you are in a strange place or how far away you are, when you ask your mother country for help, they will travel thousands of miles to pick you up."

And the people on this warship are such a group of people.

In times of war, only the hometown is the truly safe place.

But for some people, this group of people is also an excellent threat hostage, and they will not let it go easily.

Thus, a battle and resistance began.

Of the 130 soldiers and 22 survivors in the team, only [-] returned to their home country in the end.

And the fleet that escorted them home disappeared in a thunder and storm, and disappeared on the sea of ​​the world.

No one knows where the fleet went, and to this day, there are still forces looking for it.

They hope that one day they can take the heroes home.

****

"Mr. Zhongyuan, what kind of people do you think 'soldiers' should be?"

On the ship surrounded by fog and angry shouts, the third son paused for a while after recounting the past, and asked the people beside him softly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the blood-soaked tall figure in front of him, but never fell down. After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and replied seriously,

"It's a hero."

"They are the guardian heroes."

"That's right, they're heroes, so—"

The third son smiled. She threw the huanghuali wooden box at her feet, took two steps back, and reached out to take the mace that Zhongyuan Zhongye handed over.

Then, the girl raised the weapon high up, and slammed it down on the wooden box——!

"So—it's time to wake up the heroes and send them—back! Home!!!"

boom--

The raised mace slammed on the wooden box fiercely, and the accompanying power of the underworld instantly corroded the cinnabar of the town talisman, and together with the torn seal, smashed the dragon-shaped jade inside into pieces!

The powder drifted with the sea breeze and fell on the fighting team.

crackle.

The surrounding fog is like a mirror, with a small gap cracked.

At first it was just a small, invisible path, and then there were two or three.

In the blink of an eye again, there was only a loud "crash", and the fog on all sides was like ice that had been hit hard, all shattered, and the howling wind swept in!

In an instant, the warships, guns, fire, roars, and shouts were all blown away by the strong wind, leaving only the Wheel of Hope that had been remodeled many years later, and——

On the deck, an alien army awakened from a long-lasting illusion.

【"Where is this? Where are the enemies?"】

The leading general frowned suspiciously and looked around. After seeing the fainted foreigners lined up on the deck and a skeleton with a head and heart preserved,

His pupils shrank suddenly, and his right hand rested vigilantly on the gun at his waist.

Just then, a young girl's voice came from beside her.

【"Good evening, General, have you eaten yet?"】

The black-haired general turned his head abruptly, and was shocked to find that there was a red-haired girl standing around him at some point, followed by a young boy.

At the same time, the soldiers in the ranks behind the general also woke up one after another.

They panicked for a moment, but quickly gathered under the gesture of the black-haired general, lined up in an orderly manner, stood behind the general, and stared at the third son and Zhongyuan Chuya with piercing eyes.

【"you……"】

The black-haired general vigilantly examined the red-haired girl who was obviously very human, and was about to say something, but the young girl suddenly let out an "ah!", turned her head to look at the sky, and scratched her head regretfully.

【"Although I really want to say a few more words with you, it is obvious that now is not a good time."】

The third son stared at the black-haired general's dark eyes, and said seriously,

【"Get ready, General, the sky is about to change."】

As if to confirm the girl's words, not long after the third son's voice fell, a huge thunder suddenly exploded in the sky.

In just a few seconds, the majestic thunder summoned bursts of hidden thunder from the sky.

Thick dark clouds gathered above everyone's heads, pressing down heavily like destroying a city, and purple thunder swelled in it, and amidst the snow-bright lightning, soybean-sized rain fell down in an instant.

The storm to drive away is coming.