Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After all, it was someone else's spoils of war, and it was not taken away from me. I have no right to ask Zhao Ke to return this sword to me.

If you beg Zhao Ke, maybe Zhao Ke will consider returning it to himself.

But Fat Pig would rather give up this big knife, even if he decides to become Zhao Ke's teammate in the future, but he still has to stick to some bottom lines.

At this time, Zhao Ke returned the knife to himself, which really surprised Fat Pig.

"The knife is given to you because I don't need it, and it's also because I hope that I can show you the light that amazes me when I see you."

Zhao Ke stared at Fat Pig's face, making Fat Pig understand Zhao Ke's meaning.

The knife is a good knife, but Zhao Ke is not good at this kind of attack and kill.

If it weren't for the fact that most of his offensive methods were assigned to Kerry Lass, Zhao Ke would not have chosen to use this knife to severely injure Fat Cat.

Whether it was the Wrath of Nature, the Fox Immortal, or the Wuxiang Sword Sutra, Zhao Ke had enough confidence to kill the fat cat with only one-third of the ability in a short time.

But seeing that this knife was given to Fat Pig, it was Zhao Ke who passed on a meaning to Fat Pig.

He is not afraid of his teammates being strong, but at the same time he must give Zhao Ke enough rewards.

In this regard, perhaps you can say that he is a little too utilitarian, but this is not a play of tricks.

If it fails, it can be rolled back again.

What they want is not the joy of playing games with their companions, but survival!Survive and become stronger.

This is their purpose, as long as one wrong step, they will be greeted with the embrace of death, no!Maybe even the god of death has no time to embrace them, and they will completely disappear in this world.

As for the nanny-style drag oil bottle, hehe, Zhao Ke is not the kind of person who is willing to give to others.

In this regard, Fat Pig nodded, expressing his understanding, knowing that it would be impossible to hang out with Zhao Ke.

Besides, there is no way to fool around.

This guy's luck is extremely bad. Since I stole his luck last time, I haven't had a good day.

You can't steal teammates, you can only steal others.

He squinted at the two old men, the sambar and the old tree.

Seeing that the two were also looking at him with smiles on their faces, the old tree whispered to Sambar: "Look, another 13 has boarded the thief boat."

"Fuck off, you're only 13, but it seems that the old man will have another inheritance in the future, hey, no, this guy is a zombie."

Thinking of this, the expression on Sambar's face suddenly collapsed. It should be said that another one came to compete with him for inheritance.

At this time, Zhao Ke handed the third item to Fat Pig.

It's Fat Cat's human skin mask.

"You put this in the stamp album first, and I need your help for the next thing."

This is also Zhao Ke's ultimate goal. He needs a powerful teammate like Fat Pig. Even he, sometimes, finds himself alone, even if he can use the idiot Butcher's Box to create a clone for himself.

But when the manpower is limited, there is no strong teammate, and he is always weak.

"Don't worry! What are you going to do?? They have already researched the Tier 2 vaccine, and after mixing it, a Tier [-] poison will be produced. Damn it, I just found out now that this side mission is a trap!"

Although Fat Pig doesn't understand the elite plan of the Riot Legion.

But in the laboratory, I heard Fat Mao and the others talk about it by chance, knowing that the so-called third-level medicine is actually poison.

For those of them who have been injected with the second-stage vaccine, it is even less likely to be a disaster.

"No hurry, just wait!"

Zhao Ke was not in a hurry to tell Fat Pig the so-called plan.

Instead let him wait.

Although Fat Pig was strange, he didn't ask any further questions.

During this period of getting along, Fat Pig has already seen Zhao Ke's behavior clearly. To put it mildly, it is called making decisions before acting.

To put it bluntly, it is mean and shameless, insidious and obscene.

Well, Fat Pig thinks this kind of ugly example is more appropriate.

Therefore, since Zhao Ke had to wait, he was happy and relaxed.

"Have you completed your side mission 2?"

At this time, Fat Pig suddenly remembered something. His side mission 2 hadn't been completed yet.

[Submission 2: Annihilator]

[Kill three commanders with the rank of colonel and higher, or a commander with the rank of major general and above. 】

I killed Lao Qi in the hospital, and now I have killed my prosthetic fat cat, but there is still one more.

"Don't worry, it will be here soon."

He didn't complete this branch task himself, and he was just one step behind Fat Pig. Killing Fat Cat would have been enough, but Zhao Ke gave up Fat Cat in order to restore Fat Pig's strength as soon as possible.

But Zhao Ke is not worried, because no matter which task, he is bound to complete it.

A figure became clear in Zhao Ke's pupils.

Chapter 787 Wait! (third change)

"Whoo~"

The green smoke is lingering, and the smell of smoke and dust can be smelled several meters away.

"What are you thinking about?" Sambar walked to Zhao Ke's side and glanced at Zhao Ke's feet. The tobacco that had been burnt to carbon residue "smoked less, it's not good for the lungs."

Zhao Ke didn't speak, and flicked the cigarette pot with his finger, "Where's the fat pig? Are you still practicing gear?"

"Otherwise, this kid gave me half a tael of deer blood, as if he had taken a stimulant. If the old tree hadn't told him that every tree here was a part of his body, he wouldn't even let the tree hole go. Pass."

It can be seen that Fat Pig has practiced his driving skills hard in order to correct his perception of gender so as not to get lost in the mountain roads of Qiuming Mountain.

"Half a tael of deer blood, hehe, what good thing did I give you to make you spend so much money?" Zhao Ke joked, it might not be easy to get a sambar deer to give out half a tael of deer blood. Bring out something good.

"Hey, it's just a piece of Lingyu."

Sambar said lightly, but he couldn't hide the joy on his face, it seemed that it was a bloody deal.