Constellation Palace Mythology Sealed Land

Those who don't want to fight... Forget it, except for those who come to your door...

Thinking of this, his body seemed to move faster than his consciousness, and a sharp kick had already kicked the baseball bat in the opponent's hand, and then, he swung a straight punch and punched his head straight and neatly, it was unbelievable The face of a man looking at a baseball bat flying in two knots in the air.In the next second, the tall figure suddenly got shorter, avoiding the folding chair coming from behind, drawing a perfect arc with the legs that had not been put down, beautifully kicking the jaw of the person who was still screaming behind him, kicking him To a few meters away.

"Cut... really noisy." The tall young man who was nearly 190cm raised his foot and stepped on the back of the hand of the person who was trying to get up from the ground. After hearing the wailing sound with satisfaction, he tilted his head and moved the neck that had just been hit , looking at the baseball bat folded in half on the ground, a mocking smile appeared on his handsome face: "Is the current underworld so desolate that they can't even afford decent weapons...or are they arrogant to think that as long as you If you are wild, no one will dare to stop you?"

The man who stumbled and stood up while leaning on the wall behind him, afraid that his own person would be stepped on by this guy a few times, stepped away and shouted loudly: "Bastard, listen carefully, we are..."

"Shut up." With a flying kick, he kicked the man with nosebleeds on the ground, screamed and knocked down the man who was about to run to the door to escape: "It's you who should listen better, let me find out You come to this block near my restaurant and I'll put you..."

What was said below, the two little bastards who came to collect the protection fee could no longer hear it—a flat-bottomed cake pan thrown by the devil in the restaurant slapped them firmly on the head, sending out metal bands. With a loud resonant sound.

"It must be a novice... There is no reason why you should do it first when you come in, and then open your mouth to ask for protection money..." Looking at the two figures who were frightened and ran away like crazy, the tall man bent down and picked up the fallen on the ground. The cake pan: "Too unprofessional... ah ah ah ah!"

After looking at the object that had turned into a helmet and let out a series of screams, the tall figure immediately dwarfed: "Too bad, this month's salary is..."

"No, it's not just that, I'll give you 3 months more salary..." The boss who had been hiding behind the wine cabinet tremblingly stretched out a hand holding a stack of banknotes: "Mr. Boye, are you still someone else?" Go high!"

Standing blankly at the site of a destruction center that looked like it had been exploded, Liang Boye, the handsome French chef just now, was completely petrified.

"Ah, if I knew it was so hard to find a job when I came back, I would have stayed in France at that time!" He complained as he walked, holding a big cardboard box brought back from the work place in his arms, which was full of green Potted plants and graffiti on the drawing board, let passers-by look at the handsome face with a sad expression that can almost make all women fall in love with it.However, the words uttered from the sexy lips that looked so beautiful that they seemed to be purposely made to say touching words were words that made people want to riot.

"It's like a broken rag that was cruelly thrown out of the kitchen, Liang Boye, you have been abandoned, life is too miserable, why is the world so...uh...hungry~~"

The rented apartment is in the center of the city. Although it is big, it is frighteningly cheap because the owner is also an acquaintance in the culinary world.Biting the key, holding the box in one hand, and trying to free the other hand to press the elevator, a finger suddenly stretched out from the side.

"Which floor are you going to?"

Turning his head, the young man with a sincere smile on his back nodded to Liang Boye: "Are you moving? Do you need help?"

Dazed for a moment, he nodded, reached out and threw a bunch of things in his arms into the other party's hand rudely.While moving his arms, the guy who walked into the elevator turned his head and said to the person whose face was completely blocked by the cardboard box, "Then, thank you."

Carrying a bunch of things, he followed the elevator, and the pretty boy with a wry smile introduced himself from behind: "This is the first time I've met you. I'm new here. Nice to meet you."

"Liang Boye. What about you?" After a short introduction, he raised his hand and pressed the floor number of 13. Liang Boye saw the other party stretch out a hand from under the cardboard box with difficulty.

"My name is Kang Cheng...the 13th floor."

What a coincidence to shake hands.

"Well, have you eaten, if not..."

"Okay, thank you." The easy-going teenager agreed immediately behind the cardboard box.

Because it is rented, everything is kept simple and uses the furniture left by the original owner. However, only the kitchen has been modified—a space larger than the bedroom, filled with various furniture as if for a TV show. All kinds of cooking utensils, the oven and the hob are all the most advanced, and all kinds of pots and utensils are hung on one wall.

"I can't believe it, you're actually..."

what the hell?

"That's right, I'm a chef." Looking at the surprised expression in front of the guest, Liang Boye twitched his lips: "Why, it doesn't suit your appetite?"

"No, no..." He buried his head and continued to sip the thick soup with mushrooms. The young man who looked like the lonely and miserable protagonist on TV lowered his head: "On the contrary, it's really surprising. It's delicious. outrageous."

Putting back his rolled up sleeves expressionlessly, Liang Boye, who was flying black lines at a certain height, put the toasted wheat bran bread and peanut butter cheese in front of the other party: "Well, I'll just take it as you are complimenting me Well... well, tell me why you are here, Hermes."

With a ding sound, the boy's spoon hit the plate—the Herald Hermes, who was obviously taken aback, opened his eyes wide and looked at the man who was still expressionless, but a smile immediately appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The shrewdness that was completely different from just now appeared in the boy's big eyes: "Ah, have you awakened...the strongest warrior of the underworld, Death God Thanadus."

"Hmm." With a wry smile, he wiped the preheated butter knife on the bread and put it back on the stand. Liang Boye—Danadus, the god of death, sucked the peanut butter sticking to his fingers, tilted his head and looked down again to be quiet. teenager drinking soup.

"It happened 8 years ago... At the beginning, I thought I was suffering from some mental illness. Every day, unexpected memories would pop into my mind, such as Hades, gods, wars and so on..."

"Hehe, I'm the same way. I feel like I'm going crazy. However, I'll be fine if I think about it after a while."

"Um……"

"Later, I met Zeus..."

The two fell silent, and the conversation seemed to disappear into the fairly clean soup dish that had already been drunk.

"Danadus."

"Well?"

"Why don't you go see Hades? You..."

"I," Liang Boye chewed vigorously while biting down on the bread, said vaguely, "... I'm just a mediocre human being now, and I don't want to participate in the battle between gods anymore... Come again a little?"

"No, it's already very good...I want to know, as a god of the underworld..." Wiping the remaining thick soup with bread, the Herald God hesitated, and finally asked: "Don't you hate me? You are against me..."

Frowning, Liang Boye showed an incredulous expression: "Hate? No...you are a human being who came up with me in the elevator, not a god who suddenly appeared in front of me while I was eating. I have no reason to hate a It’s the first time you meet someone you might never meet again.”

"...Is that so...Understood," Hermes stood up after pushing away the plate in front of him and wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin: "Thank you for the treat today, it's really delicious."

"You're welcome." With a smile, he raised his eyes and watched the young man who regained his calm expression walk towards the door: "Hey, you really live next to me, right?"

"Hey, why do you ask like that?" Kang Cheng blinked his eyes and shook his fingers: "Even humans have such sayings—don't believe everything Hermes, the God of Lies, said~"

"Hmph... I know, little liar..."

"Haha..." The boy who turned his head still had a gentle and considerate smile: "Mr. Boye, go back, there will be no more battles, because...Zeus...has been killed by Hades..."

The door lock clicked, and Boye sat on the dining table, stunned for a while, and then swallowed the bread in his mouth.

Hades, you bastard, why didn't you come to me after such a big incident!

Did you also participate in the battle... Why didn't you give me any news, obviously we should be awakened at the same time...

Brother, where are you!

"No!" Standing up and running towards the door, Liang Boye thought it would be better to ask Kang Cheng for clarification.

The number of the elevator stopped at the 1st floor. After hesitating for a while, after looking around, the handsome young man took a step back and said softly: "Teleport!"

"I really didn't expect that Tian Ye's strongest subordinate would actually be a chef...and, the cooking skills are really good." The boy talking to himself crossed his arms and looked at the stars in the sky while walking: "If Chenghui had eaten the food he made, maybe he would never touch my cooking again... Sigh, you have left me with a lot of trouble. However, it is you who let me stay The reason for this world... thank you, Zeus."

"Kang Cheng! Wait a minute!"

Thanatos?

Liang Boye, who ran out from the shadow of the big tree, was about to speak to Kang Cheng, who was showing a dazed expression, when he suddenly heard a piercing sound coming from behind.

"careful!"

Throwing the thin-looking man to the ground, Boye shrank his head and heard the dull sound of bullets hitting the tree trunk.

The two of them just lay motionless in the shadow of the big tree.

"Hey..." Finally someone couldn't help but speak first: "I can't tell, you're quite muscular..."

"Speaking of which... you seem to be good at things like lying on top of people..."

The big man who climbed up from the opponent's face started to have a fever, and he lowered his voice and complained: "I don't know why I was targeted... Could it be that the little gangster from just now followed me here?"

"Hmm... maybe not." Turning over and sitting up and dodging behind the big tree, Kang Cheng squinted his eyes and looked at the tall buildings in the distance: "Look, it's right there. It's the sniper... looking for me."

Turning his face to look at the killer who was aiming at him again in the window that was too far away for humans to see clearly, Boye, who was smiling miserably, could only use his hands and feet to quickly climb behind the shadow of the big tree.

"How did you provoke him? Was he hunted down because he robbed the lover of the mafia godfather?"

"It's slanderous to speak of a serious boy like this... I bought a small island in the Pacific Ocean, but the other party seems to not want to sell it after seeing that I paid the deposit alone."

"Wow! Do you actually have the money to buy an island?" Looking at the blushing boy with contempt, Liang Boye raised his hand and rubbed Kang Cheng's shoulder-high hair: "And you are so stupid that people can see money... , do you want to consider investing in opening a restaurant?"

"No... Hey, don't squeeze over."

"You think I think, the other party has a gun!"

After trying to be patient, Kang Cheng still laughed out loud: "You really live carefully like a human being, Lord Death."

After being taken aback for a moment, Liang Boye smiled heartily: "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten about it."

"What are you going to do next? Can you see the posture of the strongest warrior in Hades?"

"Now," pointing the ground with his finger, as if he was about to do something bad, a hint of ridicule appeared on the handsome face of Death God: "Look, I'm bullying 'people'..."

Kang Cheng opened his eyes wide and looked at the white gas-like thing gushing out from the ground: "That's really too much."

the next morning.

"...After receiving the report from the victim, the police rushed to the scene as soon as possible. They did not find the 'ghosts and dead souls' mentioned by the victim, but they found gunpowder and bullets in the house. According to the person who called the police, He was hired by a staff member of a real estate company and wanted to swallow a customer's deposit by means of assassination. The staff member has been dealt with separately... Some psychological experts said that the killer who claimed to have seen a ghost was too strong Under the fear and guilt, the spirit has a short-term disorder..."

Sighing, he rubbed his forehead with a headache and turned off the radio. Han Xingchuan, who put down the coffee cup—Hupnos, the sleepy god, touched his face with his slender fingers, and groped to sit in front of the piano, with the corners of his mouth raised gracefully .

Followed by a string of notes, it was full of petty complaints: "You must have done it... Really, you are disobedient again, my brother."