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How does the other person know what his name is?

And the person in front of him will not leave easily, and he has a purpose......

This made Jojo instantly alert.

The temperament exuded by this person is by no means ordinary, and it is not good...... I fell into some local social sinister again.

It is rumored that after going abroad, only your own people will really harm you.

Seeing Jojo so alert, the black man blinked, very slowly, very slowly.

Then he said in that low but magnetic accent: "You're dead, Jojo, it's time, you have to come with me." ”

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(I'm dead? How is that possible? I've just come back from a workout at the gym.) ）

(It's so late...... If you say that, it should be a burglary...... ）

Alas.

Qiao Qiao sighed, it was not easy for his compatriots to go out.

He has fallen to the point where he has to rob others of their money to survive.

He felt pity and said to the black man outside the door, "Come in, take whatever you want." ”

After saying that, he also took out his wallet from his trouser pocket.

"I don't have much on hand, but it should be enough for you for a while. ”

Knock, knock.

Two steps later, the black man had already walked into his room.

The old door was also closed directly, it should be because of the wind, Qiaoqiao didn't think about it so much.

The uninvited guest's dark eyes looked straight into Jojo's eyes.

The eyes are facing each other.

He spoke calmly, "I wish I was just a thief. ”

"But, I'm not. ”

Then he ruthlessly told the truth what he knew.

"I am the god of death. ”

"You're dead, Jojo. ”

Hearing the other party's sincere outpouring, there seems to be undoubted power and power in those words.

Jojo's heart was a little shaken, he didn't look around, and looked around.

Got it.

He found his body, which had been split into two parts on the ground.

"That's ...... Me?"

The god of death nodded, his language short and powerful.

"That's you. ”

Jojo didn't look at his corpse, he looked up, a little incredulous, and his mind was a little confused.

The god of death saw him like this and continued.

"In a few days, your neighbors will find your body because of the smell. ”

"They will treat your body well and bury you properly. ”

"The whole world will be immersed in the grief of losing you for a while. ”

"Then they'll get their smiles back. ”

I thought it was a pity to be like this, and the god of death added.

"In the next 100 years, they will more or less think of a hot-blooded boxing champion who fought for the righteousness of the nation. ”

He recalled the cause of his death and accepted the fact that he had died.

Jojo was no longer at a loss.

After listening to the words of the god of death, I was a little sad.

It wasn't the way he had ever expected to die.

At the very least, he should have died in the ring, just like his former opponents.

He crouched down to see what was going on with his body.

"Is this what they looked like when they found me?"

The scene of the head in a different place......

For the king who showed his strength in the ring in the past, it was too miserable.

Now the king has become the dead.

At least......

Jojo picked up his head and placed it on his neck, aligning it accurately.

Then he smoothed out the expression of struggle and pain before he died.

After adjusting the position of my hands and feet, I finally came up with a position that I could accept.

Looking at the way he died, Qiao Qiao thought thoughtfully......

A question jumped out of his mind.

He jerked his head away, crouching on the ground and looking up at death behind him.

He furrowed his eyebrows and opened his mouth.

He asked, "I am a Christian worker............

"Why ......"

"Anubis who came to greet me?"

Death smiled, white teeth contrasting with swarthy skin.

"This is my gratitude. ”

Those words were full of memories and tenderness.

"You used to be an innocent and happy little boy. ”

"It was your grandma who raised you before your family fell apart. ”

His eyes were slightly closed, and he took a moment to remember the past.

"She told you so many old stories about us. ”

"About the ancient times when the waters of the Nile were still raging. ”

"She told you the story of the lion and the jackal. ”

"It tells the story of the red wind and the son of the goddess Buster. ”

"She tells you the story of the innocent people who have walked through the ocean without currents to reach Elysium. ”

There was a hint of tears in Jojo's eyes.

"I ...... All remember. ”

Anubis nodded and said with relief, "That's right. ”

"That's why I'm going to take you to the scales now. ”

Jojo was a little confused, he hadn't made up his mind yet.

"I ...... Can you see Osiris?"

That's the legendary name of Hades.

Anubis shook his head and said with some regret: "It's a pity that the whereabouts of that lord are still unknown......

"That's ......"

Jojo didn't feel any pity, he was already dead anyway.

But he also has some fascination with the world.

He was still a little reluctant.

He also has a trace of nostalgia for this bullshit world that he has not been able to change.

I walked a few steps around the two-bedroom room.

That is until Jojo walks up to a pair of red boxing gloves.

That's something he uses a lot.

Take the gloves off the wall.

His hands kept rubbing the rubber on the surface of the glove.

There was a slight harsh sound.

Look at this important thing that almost symbolizes your life.

Jojo finally made up her mind.

He tucked the boxing gloves into Anubis's arms.

"I shouldn't be able to continue boxing from now on. ”

"So, this one is for you. ”

He had made up his mind and accepted his death.

Anubis put on the gloves and gestured in a boxing stance.

He smiled slightly: "It's just right." ”

Scold.

Jojo looked at Anubis's immature amateur posture and wanted to laugh a little.

I want to laugh at myself, what did this life start for, and what did it end for?

For the immature pace, for the young and ignorant fist.

He said with a leisurely sigh of relief: "Thirty-seven years old." ”

"It's not a long time for the average person here. ”

"But .................."

"It's a lot more than my grandma always prayed for. ”

Anubis put away the red boxing gloves.

It's time.

"Come with me. ”

After saying that, he walked out of the door without looking back.

Staring in the direction Anubis left.

Jojo also moved, and walked out of the house in his direction.

Anubis walked ahead and climbed up the fire escape stairs outside the apartment building.

Qiao Qiao was a little curious, but he also followed him closely, for fear that he would get lost and lose his Huangquan guide.

In this way, the two of them went one after the other.

Climb the seemingly endless staircase non-stop.

The staircase seems to have no end to what it literally describes.

Ten minutes passed, and Qiao Qiao didn't feel tired, just a little puzzled and confused.

He blinked.

When I opened it again, I found myself climbing the towering staircase.

Merely...... The surrounding scenery has changed.

It's no longer the remote apartment he lives in.

Beside the long, uncurved staircase is a high, earth-red wall.

He recognized it as the color of his native land.

The two walked silently one after the other.

Walking.

Walking.

Finally, it came to an end.

Anubis turned around, reached out and grabbed Jojo's weather-beaten palm.

Pull him to the same height.

On the ruined staircase is a flat desert.

Above the desert is a brilliant starry sky.

"Here...... It's not human anymore. ”

Anubis smiled and nodded.

"It's not human. ”

Then he bent down slightly, spread one hand into a palm, and stretched out horizontally in front of him.

Motioned for Jojo to go first.

There was a slight breeze on the desert, blowing the sand on the ground.

The feeling of bitter sand blowing pain on the face, like a father's scolding and mother's crying, will never be forgotten.

Jojo walked ahead, leaving one footprint after another on the sandy sea.

But after only three steps, the breeze erased the shape of the footprints.

Yes.

Look at the sea of sand and the bright starry sky all around.

No one or anything is going to leave anything here.

Any......

Stuff.

Walked to.

Jojo had a picnic napkin in front of him.

It is generously located in this sea of sand.

There was also a protrusion wrapped in black cloth on the napkin.

Presumably this is not someone else left here.

I guess I put it here on purpose.

Anubis followed, and ripped off the black cloth, revealing what it wanted to cover up and protect in the sea of sand.

It was a very elegant and delicate scale made of pure gold.

The two of them sat down on their knees under the starry sky, holding down the slightly fluttering napkins that were still blown by the wind.

Jojo's gaze was drawn to the gorgeous scales, and he stared intently.

Anubis did not stop his movements, this was the work he was entrusted with.

He fumbled in his cuffs, and soon, pulled out a feather.

The feathers were beautifully shiny, and the burrs at the end of the tail were neatly arranged.

He put the feather on one end of the scale.

It's amazing to let the breeze of the empty desert blow.

The feathers did not move.

It's like......

The feather weighs the same as it is.

Then he turned his palm with one hand and pressed the tip of his finger against Jojo's chest, just like that.

"Ah...... Woo ah......"

Blood stained Jojo's chest with clothes and Anubis's hands.

The heart, which was still beating happily, was taken out by him at this time.

Jojo felt a little incredible.

"Hey, man, I was still using that thing. ”

Anubis smiled slightly, held his heart and said, "Let's see if you use him properly." ”