Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

He had been waiting for this moment, because Zhao Ke had smeared a concentrated version of the S virus on the knife!

Previously, Fat Cat was able to suppress the virus by virtue of its strong physique.

But after losing a large amount of corpse energy, the S-virus, which had been suppressed for a long time, broke out completely, like a flood breaking through a dam, and crazily rolled towards Fat Cat's body.

Of course, Zhao Ke would not miss this momentary opportunity.

Stepping back with his toes, Zhao Ke swung his saber horizontally, and at the same time his body turned rapidly, the saber turned back, and he raised the big saber with both hands and slashed down heavily.

"Xinyou Sword Technique" flashes back and turns around to kill!

Immediately, the cross knife light slashed heavily on Fat Cat's chest.

The fat cat, known as the body of King Kong, also let out a shrill scream in an instant, and his body was sent flying.

Chapter 785 Members of the Register (Part [-])

Domineering knife.

The power of the ghost head sword was exerted to the extreme, even the body of King Kong was cut open by the blade.

But it's just flesh and blood.

The fat of this product is surprisingly thick, which greatly buffers the remaining sword energy.

But this is just the beginning.

Before the fat cat man landed, there was an ear-splitting roar in mid-air, and the golden camera hand waved the fat pig and smashed it down.

The body of King Kong, but how can it compare to it, just been hammered by Zhao Ke, and the iron head of a (hammered) milk.

In the eyes full of horror and anger, I saw the face that was very similar to himself, gradually getting closer together, and the bone-colored head hit his cheek heavily.

"Bang!" With a loud noise, the fat cat's fat body hit the ground heavily. Along with the meaty fat on its body, the carrier bounced off the ground with huge kinetic energy, and then fell heavily on the ground.

Black blood splattered all around.

Fat Cat couldn't tell whether the pain was from being cut by a knife or from being hit by a fat pig.

His ears were buzzing, and he could hear the slight cracking of bones, and the already ugly face collapsed even more at this moment.

It was cold, down to the bone, but Fat Cat could feel that his cheeks were burning hot, and even the breath in his nasal cavity was so hot.

As a medical researcher, Fat Mao is naturally very aware that he has a high fever.

This is not a disease, but a symptom.

But at the same time, it also shows that my body has begun to show symptoms.

"Cough cough cough..."

Complications like lung fever, swollen lymph nodes, and even hepatitis began to crazily eat away at his body.

For Fat Cat, it was unbelievable that such a powerful body would actually get sick, and it was so serious.

And the reason is that the sixth child stabbed himself in the past.

No tendons or bones were injured, and even subcutaneous blood vessels were not injured.

But the S-virus collected by Zhao Ke on the blade all followed his fat and flowed into the whole body.

If the fat pig had only paid a little attention at that time, it would only need a dose of quick-acting serum, or a super potion of the first stage.

With his strong physical fitness, he can completely achieve the effect of immunity.

But too hasty.

The situation at that time did not allow his thinking to be delayed for half a moment.

Even Zhao Ke took advantage of the ghost tiger's astonishing weight, coupled with his surprise, to pull Fat Cat into Da Xia Ding.

Facing the sambar and the old tree, the entanglement of these two old monsters.

Fat Cat didn't have a moment to breathe.

At this moment, in retrospect, I obviously had many opportunities, and even only needed a trivial action, which could be completely avoided.

It's just that this kind of thing can only exist in one's own memory forever.

Sha Mao, whose consciousness began to blur, saw Zhao Ke walking up step by step.

"You do it!"

Zhao Ke looked at the fat pig who was still being held by She Yuan, and asked him to get rid of his prosthesis.

This is not because Zhao Ke is soft-hearted.

But Zhao Ke felt that only by killing his own prosthesis himself would he gain most of the power from the power of the prosthesis instead of creating an equal share effect.

What Zhao Ke needs is a strong and powerful teammate, not a burdensome one who hides behind, pretends to fire a few bullets, and shouts a few bosses to cheer up.

Zhao Ke didn't know what kind of person Fat Pig was before, but if he wanted to be his teammate, he had to be a fool.

In this regard, Fat Pig is actually not bad.

Zhao Ke had another candidate in mind.

Wu Ya!

This vampire doesn't know what's going on, he is good at space, and has vampire blood.

What Zhao Ke valued the most was that in order to restore his strength, he was ruthless. The sentence: "Don't move! Let me take a bite!" is still fresh in his memory.

A zombie, a vampire, Zhao Ke is looking forward to such a team.

But it's a pity that since that mission ended, he hasn't heard from Wu Ya for a long, long time.

I don't know how this guy is doing now.

Fat Pig also understood what Zhao Ke meant, and of course he was very happy to kill the prosthesis himself.

He was in the laboratory, but he was tortured to death.

He was electrocuted once a day, causing him to doubt his gender several times.

Thinking of this, Fat Pig couldn't help but look at Zhao Ke with resentful eyes, the deep and resentful eyes made Zhao Ke feel a sudden chill in his heart.

He thought: "Fuck me, don't be another dead shemale!"