Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Xue Tong didn't think much about it either.

Raising the iron gourd in his hand, he saw that the living corpses that had been taken back before had been released again.

Pointing with his hand: "Tear these two guys off for me!"

Looking at the densely packed living corpses, he walked towards the minefield.

The fat pig was in a hurry.

If you go, you will die, if you don't go, you will die.

Could it be that I sent too much luck to myself, and it was my turn to be unlucky?

"I'll count one, two, three, hold on tight!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly grabbed the fat pig's waist with both hands and lifted the fat pig up.

Seeing Zhao Ke, he stuffed the space dagger into his hand.

Fat Pig immediately understood what Zhao Ke was going to do.

"Wait, you won't be..."

Before Fat Pig finished speaking, the scene in front of him suddenly blurred, and a gust of wind burst into his ears.

It makes the fat pig breathe a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, soon, a pair of rich and powerful hands appeared under Fat Pig's body.

"Catch it!"

Zhao Ke's voice made Fat Pig suddenly feel extremely at ease.

It's just that maybe his luck has been divided too much.

Or maybe it's a coincidence.

I saw Zhao Ke raised his hands high and grabbed violently.

Accompanied by a "click" sound.

In an instant, Fat Pig's legs shook violently, and a picture of a pair of walnut hydraulic presses crushing emerged in his mind.

"NMNB..." Fat Pig.

Chapter 735 Old iron, look at me!

Zhao Ke also noticed something wrong with his hands.

It's sticky and loose, and when you pinch it carefully, it still has a brittle feel.

It feels a bit like the skewers sold on the street, with flesh and blood connected.

After another look, I realized that I had grasped the wrong place out of desperation.

Zhao Ke subconsciously pinched it again, and immediately heard the scream of the fat pig above his head.

"You son of a bitch, put me down!"

Zhao Ke turned his head and found that the thunder that he stepped on just now hadn't exploded.

While feeling relieved, he put the fat pig down.

"Our luck seems to be good. You see, the mine didn't explode."

How could the fat pig have the heart to care whether the mine exploded or not.

He doesn't even care about whether this is a minefield or not, and whether Xue Tong behind him will catch up.

Take off your pants.

Look down.

Fat Pig is crying...

"can not see!"

The fat pig is too fat. In reality, he is not so fat.

But this time the disguise was a bit too much for him.

The belly is too big, and when you lower your head, there are only two mountains and one highland.

I can't even see my little quail when I bend down.

Fat Pig thought for a while, and felt that it was better to be reserved, and turned to Zhao Ke and said: "Old Tie, look at me... I can't force it!"

Zhao Ke: "???"

"boom!"

Before Zhao Ke understood what Fat Pig meant.

Suddenly, the front was covered by a strong light.

A living corpse.

A foot just stepped on a mine.

Accompanied by a dazzling electric arc, the surrounding area of ​​about five meters was instantly vaporized, leaving no slag left.

The hearts of Zhao Ke and Fat Zhu trembled.

An immersive feeling made the two of them sweat on their foreheads.

They are now also in the minefield.

When Zhao Ke played the role of Domez on a mission before, Zhao Ke heard the dwarf Tuluka mention that this is a minefield.

Unexpectedly, the power of the mines buried in the minefield would be so great.

"Are we out of the minefield?"

Fat Pig also forgot the pain in his crotch for a while, looked around carefully, and involuntarily drew closer to Zhao Ke.

If you really step down.

At that time, all quail and non-quail will become scum.