Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke sat down and looked at the doctors and nurses who were crying like dogs.

To be honest, if it wasn't for me knowing the so-called truth very well.

Zhao Ke was almost moved by Crewe's words.

Looking at the nurses on the side, each with pear blossoms and rain.

Everyone's eyes looked at Crewe, as if they were looking at a hero, a hero who broke through many difficulties and led more than a hundred people to birth.

Suddenly, Zhao Ke's inspiration moved, and a ray of light flashed in the depths of his eyes like a shooting star.

"incredible!"

Zhao Ke silently gave Crewe a thumbs up.

I am afraid that after today, Crewe will become a hero that the officials spare no effort to promote.

Such a hero will play an amazing role in pre-war mobilization and positive publicity.

Don't think it's ridiculous.

Western and European ideas are different from those of China.

Their individual thinking is relatively strong, and they have a plot of hero worship.

Huaxia, on the other hand, has group thinking, which is relatively strong. Compared with heroes, it has more ethnic tendencies.

Therefore, here, the energy that a hero can display is amazing beyond imagination.

Just like in the movie, the captain of the United States mobilized everywhere to mobilize enough military expenses and recruits for the army, which is a reason.

To put it bluntly, this guy is packaging himself.

He is very clear that at this time, what the hypocritical Australian officials and the Australian military need most is a living hero.

Originally, he only rescued more than 30 refugees, but now... the next hundred people have all become his achievements.

I am afraid that even the Australian officials will never think of this.

When Crewe gave them advice and suggestions, he also used his strength to make his image more great and bright.

The point is, the official must not only eat this dumb loss, but also eat it very deliciously.

So this is why Ke Zhao was surprised by Crewe's methods.

With the body of a mortal, they did something that postmen like them failed to do.

Zhao Ke had to admire him.

Of course, while admiring, Zhao Ke also felt flattered.

Because he could already foresee that his insignificant investment in Crewe would bring him amazing benefits.

After Crewe stepped down from the stage.

Those cameras swarmed by reporters.

It can already be seen that Crewe has become the focus of this press conference.

In Crewe's words, this is the principle of leverage.

Limited principal leverages the huge capital market.

Everything develops according to the script envisioned in Crewe's mind.

After the hospital finished the so-called acceptance meeting, these refugees... no, they should be renamed survivors now, and they were naturally admitted to the hospital.

Of course, including Crew himself.

After all, they are carriers of the S virus.

You need to make sure that there are no problems before you can release it.

As for whether these survivors were released or only Crewe himself, it is hard to say.

"This way!"

The doctors and nurses looked at Crewe with enthusiasm.

Not only did a separate room be arranged for Crewe, but even the cost of food, food and clothing was far higher than that of those refugees who did not know how many levels.

Among the other survivors, only the black Crewe was named by Crewe to be taken away.

The rest of the survivors were crammed into a specially arranged ward.

To put it bluntly, it is Datongpu.

The previous hundred or so people also began to be dispersed one after another.

The name of the month, spread the risk.

What a good excuse to draw a successful conclusion to this performance.

"So tired!"

Lying on the sofa in the room, Crewe seemed to be really exhausted, rubbing his already stiff face with his hands.

In order to maintain that tragic and hopeful expression on his face, he practiced in front of the mirror for a long time.

But this time it was too long.

The muscles on his face were a little stiff.

"Crue!"

Black Bart looked at the room in front of him.

The eye sockets couldn't help getting moist.

The palm of his hand touched the TV on the wall, touched the glass beside him, and looked at the fruits and snacks on the table.

Perhaps it wasn't until this moment that Bart really felt that he was alive again.

After so much, day and night of fear, even after they finally climbed through the thin, dark sewer pipes and finally passed through the separation wall, they had never been so excited.

Because at that time, Bart knew very well that they were still on Death's blacklist.

At this time, the aroma of the fragrance in the air and the fruits on the table made Bart almost wonder if he was dreaming.