Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

I thought, if there is a chance this time, I might as well kill them together.

Judging from Crewe's performance, the ability of this true god is probably pitifully low.

After Zhao Ke activated his lustful personality and natural breath.

The guards passing by didn't even notice that the shadow of a person was quietly leaping past them.

When Zhao Ke carefully walked through the corridor, he couldn't help frowning.

At the other end of the corridor, there were two rows of guards guarding the gate, which was different from ordinary senior fighters.

The equipment worn by these guards is even more sophisticated, and their eyes are like lightning, scanning their surroundings.

They are all belonging to the True God's personal guards, and they can be regarded as the elite of the elite.

But these are not what Zhao Ke cares about, he has enough confidence in his natural breath.

It's just that the door in front of him is shrouded in a light beam barrier at this moment.

Anyone who is not recognized wants to force his way in.

It is bound to be turned away, and in severe cases, it will be injured by the beam.

Therefore, it is basically impossible to sneak in silently.

As for the strong attack... Looking at the elite guards around, Zhao Ke gave up this idea.

Although time passed by every minute and every second, Zhao Ke did not act rashly, he was very aware of the importance of timing.

At this time, I saw two guards stepping out of the gate.

The two chatted while walking, and Zhao Ke could hear clearly through his five senses.

"I heard that the purification plan has already started. I'm so looking forward to it!" the black soldier said, his eyes shining with anticipation.

The other soldier nodded heavily. Obviously, like the black soldier, he was looking forward to the so-called essence plan in his heart.

With infinite longing for the outside world: "Yes! As long as the purification plan is completed, my daughter's illness should be cured."

Kill the prosthetics and absorb their energy.

It can make them who are in another plane stronger, live and die, return bones, prolong life, and even obtain powerful abilities.

This fills many people with longing.

Whether it is those high-ranking officials or dignitaries, even ordinary people at the bottom will be very eager for the launch of the purification plan.

As for their plan, countless people will be slaughtered, but no one will care.

Because for them, killing each other's child is equivalent to saving their own child.

Killing the other party's parents is equivalent to fighting for another life for one's own parents.

No matter how miserable the other party's screams are, no one will feel sorry for them.

It seemed that, for these fighters, they just took back what should belong to them.

That's it, almost shameless banditism.

They don't feel any guilt at all.

Even worse, in their hearts, those girls who are exactly the same as their own daughters.

The soldiers in the riot army even had evil thoughts, anyway, it wasn't his own birth.

In their hearts, life is limited to themselves and their loved ones.

All the rest are just inferior fakes, just like tumors in the body.

Is it wrong to kill tumors, even torment tumors, even if all the evils are imposed on tumors?

Therefore, everyone is looking forward to the launch of this purification plan.

As long as the purification is completed, I believe everyone will be greatly changed.

When the two of them said this, they walked into the bathroom.

The black soldier took off his pants and took a deep breath: "Haha, you have a son and a daughter, and I'm not married yet, but then again, why did you marry so early? You can obviously play for a few more years! "

Hear the companion's inquiry.

The white soldier's face froze, he unzipped himself, took out his shotgun, and his expression became strange.

I looked around and made sure there was no one around, and then said in a low voice: "Believe me, you will never understand that when you meet a perfect woman in a bar, with slender thighs and sexy buttocks, a glass of wine can make you Our eyes are blurred..."

There was anticipation in the eyes of the black man beside him, but at this moment, the expression of the white man suddenly became terrified.

"But when we were in bed, she took out what I wanted to take out."

It seemed that he recalled that night, his heart-piercing pain, the muscles on the white man's face trembled violently, and he involuntarily lifted his buttocks.

From then on, all he wanted was to find a woman to marry.

Even if this woman is ugly, as long as she is a woman is enough.

Perhaps it was because of the two people's devotion to chatting. When they were pulling up their pants, they didn't notice that a dagger was put into the white man's back pocket at some point.

After the two of them finished using the toilet and started patrolling outside, they finally stepped into the gate again.

It's just not long after stepping in the door.

Suddenly, the white man felt his body sinking violently. When he looked back, he saw that there was nothing behind him. He scratched his head inexplicably, turned around and continued to patrol the hall.

In the shadows, Zhao Ke couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"Huh! Finally came in!"

It's really troublesome, this toss, at least 10 minutes have passed, and I don't know what happened to the fat pig.

Zhao Ke hopes that Fat Pig can persist for a while longer, let go of his five senses, and explore his surroundings.

In the air, there was a slight sweet smell, which made Zhao Ke's eyes light up.

Although the smell is very weak, but the familiar smell, Zhao Ke can be sure that she is here!

Chasing after the fragrance, Zhao Ke carefully avoided the patrol of the soldiers.

I saw that in the room in front of me, the fragrance became stronger.