Chapter 391 Feeling Sorry for My Brother's Hardship

When Dante's head emerged from the door, Yi Hao's pistol fell to the ground.

He fell to the ground as if paralyzed.

His forehead was covered with sweat, and his face was as pale as a piece of white paper.

He tried his best to control his shaking hands and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Dante held the envelope in her hand and squatted in front of Yi Hao.

The huge body formed a sharp contrast with Yi Hao sitting on the ground.

Dante's arms were almost as thick as Yi Hao's waist.

He handed the envelope in his hand towards Yi Hao, and said with a slight smile:

"Mr. Yi Hao, do you really not consider signing for it?"

"I wrote this for you myself."

"It expresses my deep feelings of missing you."

Hearing this, Yi Hao snatched the letter and then threw it aside without even looking at it.

He lit the cigarette in his mouth with difficulty and took a long puff.

He actually spit that puff of smoke into Dante's face.

Dante didn't mind at all.

He looked quietly at Yi Hao, who was slumped on the ground.

After a while, Yi Hao seemed to have come back to his senses.

He cursed and said:

"I'm just wondering why it's so grand."

"You can obviously show up directly, but you have to show your body bit by bit, why don't you!"

"When I go on a mission today, I really should apply for a rocket launcher and give you a piece of shit to fire one!"

Dante glanced at the watch on Yi Hao's wrist out of the corner of her eye.

He did not answer Yi Hao's words, but calculated the time in his heart.

At this time, nearly eight minutes had passed since his arrival.

In other words, in just two minutes, he would know whether he would be forcibly sent back to hell.

This is what he is more concerned about.

Yi Hao smoked cigarettes one after another, as if to relieve the fear in his heart.

He smoked very quickly, often taking only three or five puffs to finish a cigarette.

At the same time, he did not forget to greet Dante, saying whatever was dirty.

Dante just looked at him with a smile.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

Countless pale arms popped out of the hell gate behind Dante.

These arms wrapped around him, pulling in the direction they came from.

At this time, the crown on Dante's head burst out with a burst of light.

The light flashed across those pale arms.

Those arms were like melting ice and snow, disappearing quickly.

Only then did Dante confirm that he would not be affected by that rule.

He first let out a long sigh of relief, then turned to look at the green mailbox stuck on the ground.

At this time, he was roughly sure that this mailbox was the one he took away and inserted in the wasteland in the suburbs.

Through this experience of sending letters, Dante had a new idea in his mind.

As long as he knows the other party's real name, he can quickly come to the other party through this mailbox.

The premise is that he must first go to hell to send a letter.

In this way, there are many ways to play.

Thinking of this, Dante couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

But Yi Hao had already regained his composure at this time.

He rolled his eyes at Dante, then stood up and walked out of the alley.

Dending looked at Yi Hao's silent back. He hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question in his mind.

"Brother, where are you going?"

Yi Hao didn't look back, and the heavy voice reached Dending's ears.

"Find somewhere to change into a pair of pants!"

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Not long after, Dante returned to the wasteland.

At this time, the wasteland was filled with various building materials.

At the same time, there was the sound of helicopter rotating blades in the sky.

The sound is continuous.

The assistant was counting the quantities with a crazy look on his face.

Yi Hao sat astride Dending's neck and said in a deep voice:

"My dear, does the doctor think so highly of you?"

"It's all transported by helicopter."

Hearing this, Dante replied softly:

"Perhaps he simply thinks this saves the most time."

As he said that, he raised his hand and grabbed Yi Hao and placed him on the ground.

Seeing the unfinished expression on Yi Hao's face, Danding curled her lips and said:

"You can brag about this for the rest of your life. You once sat on the horse of the gods."

Yi Hao nodded heavily and said:

"That's what I'm planning to do."

Dante did not answer, but quickly came to the assistant's side.

He glanced around first, then inserted the green mailbox into the ground.

The mailbox took root and the red lightbulb above it began to blink.

Dante didn't care, but said to his assistant:

"Have the architectural design drawings been sorted out?"

The assistant yelled at him with a crazy look on his face:

"It's sorted out! Just waiting for the construction team to come in!"

Dante nodded slightly, he was still very satisfied with the assistant's efficiency.

It was the fact that he liked to yell when he spoke that made Dante feel a little uncomfortable.

However, he understood the assistant's current situation, and he had no good solution for it.

Even the doctor couldn't solve the problem, and he didn't intend to waste time on it.

Yi Hao also came over.

He asked in a serious tone:

"Are you going to fix something here?"

Dante pinched her chin and said in a playful tone:

"What do you think about me building a palace here?"

Yi Hao rolled his eyes at him and said:

"Believe me brother, you can't live in such a nice thing."

"It would be nice to build a shack to shelter from the wind and rain."

Hearing this, Dante said with some laughter:

"It's a pity for my failure, but it's annoying for my brother to succeed, right?"

Yi Hao nodded without hesitation:

"Yes, I feel sorry for my brother's hardship."

"But it's limited to my brother being alive."

Dante pursed his lips and then laughed.

"Hahaha, I have to say, what you said makes sense."

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at his assistant and ordered:

"Save the best position."

"I want to build a dog shed for my brother myself, so that my brother can follow me and enjoy the glory and wealth!"

The assistant nodded heavily and roared:

"I know!"

Seeing this scene, Yi Hao's mouth twitched wildly.

But he knew Dante was joking.

After scanning the surroundings, he fell into hesitation.

At this moment, the gate of hell condensed again.

Morati and Feis walked out of the door together.

Fez was holding a letter in his hand.

Morati came behind Dante and then glanced at the surrounding environment with his peripheral vision.

After seeing the bushes on the low hills in the distance, a flash of shock flashed in his eyes.

With just one glance, he judged that this world was not short of water.

"Is this the world where He is?"

Morati said secretly in his heart.

Fez handed the letter in his hand to Dante, and then retreated behind Dante.

The respectful appearance of the two fell into Yi Hao's eyes.

This scene made him grit his teeth in his heart and said:

"Brother, you really deserve to die!"