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Chapter 4133 Between heaven and earth, all are travelers

After entering hell, Gattuso never thought that one day in the future he could receive his mother's handwritten letter.

He recognized that font at a glance, even though it had been many years.

[Zero.]   Even through this font, Gatuso seemed to have heard his mother's tone when she was saying this, and also saw the other person's face that was gentle and kind.

In fact, in his opinion, to some extent, he has been isolated from this world.

What is isolated is not only kinship, but also humans in this world and the starry sky.

Gattuso was born in the Gnaro family.

This family, known for its wisdom, has given birth to many scientists, and it is no exaggeration to describe it as "genius emerges". There are two to three very well-known academic celebrities in almost every generation, and they are well-known all over the world.

The only alien in this family of academic masters is Gattuso.

When he was young, Gattuso left the Gnaro family for some reason, and never went back since then, and broke off contact with all his family.

The world has evaporated and there is no news.

In Gattuso's view, he had completely cut off his relationship with the world. Similarly, he did this to avoid causing necessary harm to his family.

After all, when people are in hell, they always have to do many shameful things. Walking in the gap between light and darkness, there are too many people they offended.

However, since the two sides have not been in contact for many years, the so-called blood relationship seems to be extremely weak in Gatuso's opinion. If the military advisor had not brought this letter this time, Gatuso would have never remembered his family in his life.

Of course, this may also be an active failure to recall.

Over the years, what Gatuso is best at doing is to close his feelings.

Only ruthless people will have no spiritual weaknesses and become stronger.

Hell wants this kind of person.

Close feelings and close memories.

In Gattuso's guess, his mother must have passed away for many years. After all, at his age, her mother had already reached her 80s.

Moreover, one key is that the genetic genes of the Gnaro family are slightly problematic. Almost all people die young and find it difficult to live beyond 60 years old, while Gattuso is an accident.

Of course, his accident... was given by hell!

After entering hell, Gattuso had no problems in this regard. Just like the god of death back then, his genetic sequence was approaching perfection.

The price of health and longevity is the so-called freedom, the sacrifice of one's own will, and the closing of one's own memory.

Gattuso had been closed for many years, thinking that he had forgotten it, thinking that those people and things had nothing to do with him, but when he pulled out the letter from the envelope, those memories suddenly came to his face in a very surging posture.

When Gattuso saw the word "child", his whole body suddenly stiffened, and then he seemed to have difficulty breathing.

"This is her handwriting," Gattuso said, his voice squeaking and his chest was undulating. "Yes, it was her handwriting."

Gattuso did not shout "Mom". Perhaps it was him who deliberately reminded himself again... to remind himself to stay closed and awake.

"You are not a ruthless person." The military advisor's eyes were fixed on Gatuso, and there seemed to be thousands of thoughts floating by in his eyes. She said, "Even if you don't close it, you will.

Your memories and moods can still be very strong, so... why not let yourself become a living person?"

Gattuso glanced at the military advisor and did not answer such a question directly. Of course, his mind was already very tenacious. The military advisor asked this, and it would not hurt him any more.

Moreover, the two sides are enemies, and even if the military advisor stabs a few more times or makes up for more, it is not a big deal.

However, since the military advisor has arrived, it means that she has chosen a completely opposite path.

Sometimes, women's perspective on problems may be more delicate, softer, and more effective than men.

"When did this letter come from?" Gatuso asked.

In less than a minute, there was a lot of blood in his eyes, and the military advisor also read some hidden expectations from this look.

"Start from the moment I know hell, and know you."

The military advisor said.

Since I knew your name, I started to layout you.

This is the military advisor’s method! This is the military advisor’s wisdom! This is the military advisor’s protection of Apollo’s heart!

At that time, after a bloody battle between the Dark World and Hell, the military advisor immediately began to investigate Gattuso.

As long as a person appears in this world, he will definitely leave traces, just like the "God of Death" and "Naoyama Yamamoto".

Therefore, the military advisor later dug out clues little by little and finally linked Gattuso and the Gnaro family from all over the world.

This is a huge workload, and it is unimaginable how much hard the military advisor has put in for it.

There are so many people on this planet, but the military advisor finally found a breakthrough!

Hard work pays off!

In fact, if Gatuso was a girl like Kyoko Yamamoto, the military advisor might choose a more worry-free and time-saving way... Unfortunately, if the military advisor drugged Gatuso, Su Xiaoshou would definitely hate himself with resentment...

Gattuso looked at the military advisor and took a deep breath, as if to calm down his inner mood: "It's really his luck to have you."

After pausing, he turned his eyes back to the letter in front of him, and then said, "So, is she still alive? This is not very likely."

The handwriting of each letter seems so vivid and vivid.

In fact, Gatuso's father and mother have some close relatives, and the latter also has blood ties from the Gnaro family, so Gatuso would make such a judgment at this time.

"Your mother is another exception to the Gnaro family, except for you." The military advisor said: "After she was over 60, her health was obviously not good. In fact, if I hadn't found her in time, you might have no longer seen this letter."

"What does it mean?" Gattusona's hand holding the letter paper was unconsciously exerting force, which immediately caused a lot of wrinkles on the surface of the paper.

"The body's function is close to failure, and I used the genetic technology I got from the Temple of Death to help her leave the brink of death." said the military advisor.

"Is this true? Military advisor, don't lie to me." Gattuso thought his mind was already very strong, but when he heard the words "body failure" and "the edge of death", his heart still beat violently.

"I don't have to lie to you in this matter. Otherwise, why should I run away this time?" said the military advisor: "Is it true or not? If you go back and see it, don't you?

Do you understand?"

Gattuso fell into silence.

"Actually, it's ironic that you clearly have this technology, but it's me who rescued your mother." The military advisor shook his head: "Also, I remind you that your mother is really old, and no matter how powerful genetic technology is, it is impossible to go against the trend, so..."

Gattuso heard another smell in the military advisor's words and asked subconsciously: "How long will it take?"

"Half a year." said the military advisor: "And, this is the most optimistic judgment."

After this forced life-extending from the Temple of the Sun, Gatuso's mother could live for another half a year.

However, for older people, their lives are like candles in the wind, and the faint fire light may be extinguished at any time.

"So..." The military advisor looked at Gatuso: "You choose for yourself."

After saying that, she turned around and left, her black robe was blown up by the wind.

"Military advisor, no matter what your starting point is, this time, I have recorded it." Gattuso shouted loudly at the military advisor's back: "Next time, I won't kill Apollo."

The subtext of this sentence is that I won’t kill Su Rui next time, but it’s hard to say another time.

The military advisor waved his hand without looking back: "I won't give you the next chance."

Gattuso looked down at the handwriting on the letter paper, then looked at the military advisor's back, and said, "A terrible woman."

Calculate the heavens and the earth to calculate the human heart, and pinch the weaknesses of human nature tightly. This is the military advisor!

She didn't mind putting her purpose and starting point on the table so that she could see through it at a glance. However, before you understand her purpose, she had already calculated all your reactions and even led your nose!

At this time, the Lieutenant Colonel Reessullo came over. He looked at the letter and asked Gattuso: "General, is this a trap? We must be careful."

Gattuso did not answer positively, but looked at the helicopter that was taking off and said, "Who is she?"

"He is a military advisor, the military advisor of the Temple of the Sun." Reissulo didn't understand the meaning of Gatuso's inquiry for a moment.

"Yes, precisely because she is a military advisor," Gattuso said: "So, this is the real news."

Because she is a military advisor, she disdains to lie on this! She has her own pride!

"You go back to hell." Gattuso looked at his secretary: "And, my itinerary must be kept confidential."

"Yes, General!" Reissulo immediately saluted!

Ten minutes later, the Chinook helicopter took off!

Gattuso took off his hell's military uniform and held it in his hand, strode away from the Blue Moon family's manor.

An hour later, he appeared in a shopping mall in a nearby city...well, he was buying clothes.

By the time Gattuso walked out of the mall again, he had already put on a khaki waterproof jacket and blue sweatpants, and had a pair of hiking shoes on his feet.

Behind him was a big travel bag, which contained his off-hand military uniform and military boots.

This hell general is like a long journey back at this time.

“It’s time to go back and have a look.”

Gattuso took a photo at the glass of the shop facing the street, looked at the stranger in it, and talked to himself, and then bought a bus ticket to a certain city.

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Chapter completed!
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