Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Fat Pig tore off the two yellow talismans from his legs and threw them away.

Cursingly, he took off his pants.

Only after Zhao Ke took a look did he see that Fat Pig's inner thighs were bleeding from abrasions.

Of course, it's also because he is too fat, and the walnuts are relatively small. Otherwise, if it was Zhao Ke, the walnuts would probably be ground out.

The pain was burning, and the painful fat pig grinned, took out the ointment and rubbed it on the inside of his thigh.

The two turned their heads and saw that the green fire behind them was burning very fast.

There was no smoke and no fire was caused.

Centering on the location of the explosion just now, within a range of three kilometers around, it completely turned into a desert.

Plants and stones were burned to sand in the flames.

Covered on the ground, it is crystal clear, more like a layer of colored glaze covering it.

"My darling, this bomb is so boring, I can run fast, thanks to the old pig!"

As soon as Fat Pig turned his head, he saw that Zhao Ke had already changed all his clothes.

The clothes on his body before were stained with blood.

Even if he recovered from the wounds on his body, the smell of blood would still reveal his position.

Therefore, Zhao Ke has not used the breath of nature.

"Huh? Isn't this the clothes of the riot army??"

Look at Zhao Ke's deep equipment.

The fat pig recognized it very clearly, it seemed to be the armor worn by those senior fighters in the riot army.

The strength of those high-level fighters is not bad, basically catching up with the strength of low-level postmen.

Just not many.

When they broke into the hospital last time, they killed a few of them.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

I saw Zhao Ke quickly put on his clothes.

Quickly took out the light electric rail sniper rifle from the postal album.

Point the gun at the position where Xue Tong disappeared before.

Taking a deep breath, I felt that at this time, the energy of the outbreak of the S virus had begun to subside.

Hold your breath.

"Damn it, you killed Lao Qi!"

Seeing the light electric track sniper rifle in Zhao Ke's hand, Fat Pig jumped suddenly, his mouth opened wide in surprise.

At that time, Lao Qi was shot in the head.

That picture made them very deep.

No one thought that Lao Qi would die so tragically, let alone that he would appear inexplicably and be shot in the head.

At that time, they thought of many possibilities.

But he never thought that the sniper was actually Zhao Ke, a postman.

This is a bit confusing for a while.

With the help of the prop "Immortal Guidance", they found Zhao Ke's prosthesis, but they didn't expect Zhao Ke's body to be in front of them.

"Damn it, if we knew you were hiding in that woods, we would have fought together and chopped you up first!"

When Fat Pig said this, he had resentful little eyes.

Like missing out on the $500 million jackpot.

Of course, he already has a chance now, but he is interested in this ginseng postman.

But it's not the dream gem on Zhao Ke's body, it's something else.

From the beginning to the end, the fat pig was complaining.

Zhao Ke didn't respond to him.

Focused eyes, staring ahead.

Waiting to see the air quietly began to twist up.

Seeing the distorted air, Zhao Ke's eyes lit up, and he really touched the lower mixer with his fingers.

"boom!"

A string of blue flames spewed out from the muzzle.

In the twisted air in front of the twist, a bunch of blood flowers suddenly burst out.

"bingo!"

Saw blood splashing in the air.

Zhao Ke couldn't hide a smile on his face.

Da Xia Ding, in the final analysis, is still his own thing. Of course, Zhao Ke is very clear that this thing has a fatal weakness.

So he was waiting, waiting for Xue Tong to come out of Da Xia Ding.

It's just that the smile on Zhao Ke's face froze quickly.

In the sniper scope.

A head with a pierced face shook its body, and stumbled forward two steps.

But people didn't fall down.

He just twisted his neck and stood up straight again.

Looking back, I saw Xue Tong looking at Zhao Ke with resentful eyes on the only half of his face.