Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

It's not that the taste is bad, on the contrary, the taste is simply delicious, and the butcher's box sticks out its tongue like a dog.

The mouth felt as sour as if it had been passed by a hundred big men.

And the spiciness is getting stronger and stronger.

"do not care!"

The opportunity is rare, and the Butcher's Box can't take care of that much anymore.

As the saying goes, people die for wealth, and boxes die for food.

There is no food that can make it flinch, but the butcher's box has a big mouth, swallowing the pot and the meat together.

After taking a bite, the two big eyes of Butcher Box suddenly stared.

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In my mind, a picture of a volcanic eruption could not help but emerge.

Strong spicy oil flowed out along the mountain pass, and the flames rubbed against each other, as if they were going to burn themselves.

The eyeballs became red hot.

Even if a drop of tears flowed out, I felt that the tears were as spicy as chili peppers.

Opening his mouth, his tongue was hot and drooling, the whole box was about to explode! !

|???;|: "Spicy!!!"

"Water! Water! Water!"

The Butcher Box frantically wanted to find water to drink, but there was no drop of water in the room.

The hot feeling began to escalate,

It feels as if someone is singing a septet in their own stomach, with tenors rising higher and higher.

Spicy out of layers, spicy out of lines, the spicy butcher's box has some doubts about its rawness.

It's a pity that there is nothing in the room, but the butcher's box can only crawl out from the hole that was bitten open.

However, just as the Butcher's Box climbed halfway out of the door opening.

Zhao Ke, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, stepped on the face of the butcher's box, and silently took out the black blood hammer from the stamp album!

On the severely deformed face, there was an unusually ferocious smile.Zhao Ke said in the most familiar voice of Butcher's Box: "Idiot, life is not bad, I heard that you want to chop me up?"

Chapter 686 Change of Identity

There is a familiar tone in the ear, and a familiar taste in the mouth.

What's embarrassing is that the bastard in front of you was also you at the same table yesterday.

Butcher Zhihe made the most sensible decision in his life after such a silent [-] second.

"Master, I'll show you how cute I am, can you stop hitting me?"

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(?°???°): "Don't worry, don't slap your face!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhao Ke swung the blood hammer in his hand and smashed it down head-on and face-to-face.

(Note: The next thing is too bloody to describe, 1000 words are omitted, hey, can this chapter count as 4000 words for me?)

In the corridor, from time to time, there was a sound of "boom, bang, bang, bang" knocking, and those who didn't know it thought who was decorating the house.

After about 2 minutes, Zhao Ke came out of the corridor calmly.

As for the Butcher's Box...

Naturally, they received Zhao Ke's special care.

"You said that it has been a long time since you were separated?"

Zhao Ke sat at the stairs, holding the shredded tobacco unhurriedly, and was very surprised by the words of the butcher's box.

"Yeah, at least three years!"

It turned out that after the riots started and his abilities were differentiated, the Butcher's Box was transferred to another prosthetic body. Three years had passed in another plane before he entered this position with that female devil. noodle.

Zhao Ke noticed that there seemed to be a time difference involved.

It seems that the ability to differentiate will be given to the prosthesis, and it will take a period of time to adapt and understand.

It is conceivable that doing so has virtually increased the difficulty for their postmen to recover their abilities.

How do you say that sentence, the person who knows you best is yourself.

But when you face these prostheses out of an understanding of yourself, you will find out what it means to judge others by yourself.

You think that the initial ability of the prosthesis may not be able to exert its full potential.

After you run over, maybe you will be overturned by the gutter and replaced by being killed.

This information is very important, and it can be considered that the Butcher's Box played a role.

But Zhao Ke thought about it again, and his heart was full of grass and mud horses.

In other words, for three years, this guy ate delicious food every day.

It's no wonder that when Zhao Ke saw it, he started to chew it slowly and learned how to eat it.

Feelings have been trained for three years.

For a moment, Zhao Ke only felt that his chest hurt so much, so many pig brains, and his feelings were eaten by the butcher's box for nothing.

How much Sanlu milk powder and long-line vaccines would have to be given to it again to clear its IQ.

"Can I go back with you?"

The Butcher's Box saw Zhao Ke smoking a cigarette, remained silent, and asked cautiously.

Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows: "Why, aren't you afraid that I will feed you pig feed?"

The Butcher's Box struggled for a while, and whispered: "It's okay to eat pig feed, as long as you are full!"

"Fuck off!"