Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

He had no time to deal with that sniper, because what was more terrible in front of him was the stormy attack of the fat pig.

In fact, there is no need for hunting reminders.

When they saw that Moo Lie was seriously injured, after a brief moment of stupefaction, the guns in the hands of all the senior soldiers had already pulled the triggers on the pile of rotten meat on the table.

The harsh sound of gunfire roared through the room.

It's a pity that although their response was quick, it was still too slow for Zhao Ke.

In the darkness, Zhao Ke silently put away the space dagger stuck behind the door frame, while calculating the next cooling time.

Looking ahead, the figure who was shooting wildly.

Pulling back the sniper rifle bracket in his hand, his eyes were as calm as water, as if Zhao Ke was not killing people, but practicing shooting at the shooting range.

"Bang bang bang bang..."

In the darkness, a dazzling flame erupted from the muzzle of the gun, and dense energy bombs blasted out the rotten meat on the table, smashing the table including it instantly.

It's just that when the gunfire was turned off, the tables and chairs in front of him were smashed into pieces, and the flesh and blood were burnt, except for the sniper just now.

"Not here?"

Seeing this, everyone froze, looking at the tables and chairs that had been smashed to pieces, at a loss.

But then, the gunfire rang out again.

It was still so calm and heavy, but the sound echoed in the narrow corridor, but it was deafening.

"puff!"

A senior soldier shuddered, his eyes widened, and he felt a stream of heat flowing down his neck.

His chest was panting violently, and his mouth was opened so wide.

It was obvious that he was desperate for a cough and fresh air.

But it seems that there is something blocked in the throat, and I can't cough it out!

Then a large amount of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, flowing quickly to his neck like a winding red snake, his wide-open eyes began to focus away, and he sat on the ground motionless.

Looking at the bodies of their companions lying in a pool of blood, a group of senior fighters quickly threw themselves on the ground, trying to find cover.

But no use.

In the darkness, a flash of light suddenly burst out. The next second, the senior soldier hiding behind the table flew out from behind the table, and a hole was punched out of his heart.

Pull the bolt, ding!The sound was the sound of bullet casings falling.

Then, the third shot.

As if there was no need to lock it with the naked eye, the bullet instantly pierced through the thin tempered glass, blowing the other person's head off.

The narrow environment also allowed Zhao Ke's powerful five senses to be brought into full play. Zhao Ke could clearly understand every movement, every sound, and even the shortness of breath of their chests.

"Bastard, give me cover!"

After two people were injured in a row, a small figure suddenly rushed out from shouting and cursing. The figure suddenly blurred under the gunpoint, and in the next second, it had already rushed into the corridor.

The figure kept flickering and moving.

This made Zhao Ke's eyes a little hesitant.

Tuluca!

Zhao Ke still clearly remembers that this dwarf who likes to collect anime very much is Daomace's good brother.

In the initial meeting ceremony, I borrowed the poster of the three Maoyan sisters pasted on his bedside, and easily cheated out the news I wanted.

In the last retreat, Tuluca gave himself the flare gun.

It was also the flare gun that he fired in the minefield after being hunted down by the prosthesis.

Surprisingly, when the two met again, it was here.

Not appearing as a comrade-in-arms again, but an enemy!

For a short moment of hesitation, a bright light appeared in Zhao Ke's eyes, and at the same time that the dwarf Tuluka disappeared again.

Among the double pupils, a pair of secondary pupils suddenly opened.

With the indifferent and ruthless secondary pupil, he quickly locked the gradually distorted space in the darkness.

"Feel sorry!"

After apologizing, Zhao Ke decisively pulled the trigger in his hand.

However, at this time, Zhao Ke's deputy pupil suddenly tightened his eyes, and said in surprise: "That's not right!"

I saw that distorted space collapsed quickly, and Tuluka's figure did not appear as Zhao Ke expected.

"Second segment flashing!"

He only heard Tuluka's roar coming from behind him. It turned out that during this period of time, his prosthesis was killed, which greatly increased his strength, and he realized the ability to flash twice in a row.

When he appeared this time, he was already behind Zhao Ke.

It's just that Tuluka's eyes were firmly fixed on the light rail sniper rifle in Zhao Ke's hand.

Look carefully, it is not difficult to see that there is a most inconspicuous mark on the pitch-black gun body.

This imprint was made by myself accidentally.

But Daumes didn't blame him for it, instead he dragged him to drink.

So this gun, in Tuluka's impression, was too deep, the moment he saw this gun.

The dwarf's moist eye sockets flickered suddenly, then became dark again, and then uncontrollable anger arose.

"Grass your ancestors!"

This time Tuluka did not use double guns anymore, but two extra dark blue scimitars.

At the same time as the blade was unsheathed, blue flames crawled up Tuluca's hands like necrosis, igniting his skin.

"Sacrifice skills!"

Zhao Ke frowned slightly, and through the secondary pupils, he could clearly see that the blue flame was crazily devouring Tuluka's vitality, blood, and even soul!