Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

But at this time, people can't think of so much.

It's just that Fat Pig didn't think about it, his struggle would only make his own words even more unbelievable.

More like a mad dog looking for revenge.

Seeing the fat pig's hysterical appearance, Moo Lie's face couldn't help twitching a few times, the more he thought about it, the more he wanted to slap himself.

How could I listen to the nonsense of such a mad dog.

It can only be said that the profit makes the mind faint.

Thinking of this, Mouhun couldn't help but reflect in his heart, maybe it was Kerry Rath's status that made him feel unbalanced.

But no matter what, I was a little too impulsive this time.

Thinking of this, I saw Mou Lie waving his hand, and two strong male nurses walked in with two machines in their arms.

Put the machine away and start debugging.

"Sorry, because the vaccine has not been extracted from this guy, he must still be alive, but I have to give you an account of this matter, so during this period, I will use electric shock to make his life worse than death."

At the end of Mou Lie's words, his voice was more like being squeezed out from between his teeth, and his dark eyes made Fat Pig instinctively pour a basin of cold water on his head, making him shiver involuntarily from the cold.

"Electric torture!"

Zhao Ke didn't think so at first.

But after thinking about it again, the thing I installed on his prostate before has not had time for him to take it back.

Now it's electrocution again...

For some reason, a picture of "XX Battleship" suddenly appeared in Zhao Ke's mind.

Frowning slightly, a satisfied expression finally appeared on his face.

In the wheelchair, Zhao Ke didn't intend to continue sitting, so he stood up and moved his hands and feet.

Looking at the fat pig aside: "I will come to see you often!!"

There was a bit of teasing in the tone, and even a fool could tell that the two had a disagreement, and it was likely that some fat pigs would suffer before the vaccine was developed.

After Zhao Ke finished speaking lightly, he ignored Ao Lie and Sha Mao, and walked out with a cold face.

Everyone could see that the sixth child was very angry.

But this is also a matter of course. After all, whoever is suspected, even under the banner of a true god, will not feel comfortable.

I saw Zhao Ke walking out of the door.

He spit out a remote control from his mouth, and smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth.

Turn on the switch of the remote control, there are four gears on the remote control, and with a flick of a finger, the gear will be directly pushed to Super Strong.

It's a lesson for him.

Even though Fat Pig betrayed him, Zhao Ke couldn't say how much he hated him.

It's human nature, after all, I chopped him into a stick.

Besides, speaking of myself, I still have to thank him.

After this incident, I am afraid that no one will doubt himself again.

Even if there are some places where I accidentally show my feet, it won't make people immediately suspect my identity.

Besides, I still need the trump card of the fat pig.

Inside the Great Xia Cauldron, the deity of Zhao Ke stood in front of the stove, constantly calling out the source hand with both hands, and took the essence of the medicinal materials on the table into his hands.

The sambar beside him looked at the musk on the table with a painful face.

I saw that the big hand summoned by Zhao Ke grabbed more than half of it.

Zhao Ke took out the musk with his hand.

The sachet that did not harm the sambar has no effect on the sambar at all.

But after all, it is the treasure that I have accumulated for many years.

It's a lie to say you don't feel bad.

"Humph!"

The old tree at the side snorted coldly, obviously this snort was for the sambar.

In addition to musk, there is also a thick bucket of aerial roots.

Each root is thick and straight like sugar cane.

It looks white and tender, more tender than yam.

Obviously, these are the treasures that the two of them contributed to Zhao Ke after they hurt each other last time.

Immediately Zhao Ke grabbed it with his palm, and these air roots withered in a blink of an eye, dry, cracked and brittle, like branches on the ground, without any nutrients.

In addition to musk, there are deer blood,

Ginseng essence.

Raw bone ink stone.

I saw Zhao Ke kept taking the essence of these medicines in his hands.

Sheyuan put his hand into the stove, and with the help of the high temperature in the stove, the medicinal properties were further stimulated.

Although it's not the first time I've seen it.

But Sambar has to say that the Taoist who can create the source hand is really a great man.

Zhao Ke is just entering the room now.

It's still too early for the source of photography to be truly great, let alone reach the pinnacle.

"I'm jealous!"

The old tree stood aside, looked at Zhao Ke's back, and couldn't help sighing.

Although the lifespan of demons far exceeds that of humans.