Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

For example... a big guy in women's clothing.

This guy is obviously a man, but he has a strong taste that both men and women don't like.

"Fuck! Bad luck! Let's go, let's go to the next house."

When Henghu heard Lu Hao's name, he couldn't help but yelled in his heart, turned around and wanted to leave with someone.

Thinking of just now, he actually wanted to hit him with a stick.

Thinking about it now, I feel my stomach churning for a while, and I feel nauseous.

If it wasn't for fear, he would have wanted to go up and smash the head of this shemale with a punch because of the weirdness of the soul-type postman.

However, as soon as he turned around, Henghu suddenly felt his back sinking, and a gust of hot air hit his cochlea.

"Since brothers have come to my Incense Pavilion, it's time to take care of my business."

While talking in the ear, I felt my cochlea heat up, and the bright red tongue licked along my earlobe, like a small snake, burrowing into my ear hole.

A feeling like an electric shock made one feel his scalp tingling for a while.

"Go away!" Henghu screamed strangely, subconsciously wanting to punch the person on his back flying.

But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move.

Not only could he not move his body, he couldn't even activate his own abilities.

I have heard that the ability of the postman as a soul is very strange.

But it never occurred to him that Lu Hao's strength has actually reached this level.

For a while, Henghu looked at other people, hoping that others would find something wrong with him and come to help him.

However, when he looked at the rest of the people, he realized that not only was he unable to move, but also the people who walked in with him stood there with their heads bowed.

It can be seen that the expressions on the faces of these guys are very strange.

Some are resisting, some are struggling.

But there are also some people who show enjoyment.

At this moment, Henghu's body tensed up suddenly, and he could feel a pair of icy hands touching down his chest.

Those hands were light, as if goose feathers had been frozen in the refrigerator, caressing her skin gently.

A faint creamy fragrance flooded the nostrils.

The ice is cold and has a slippery touch, which makes Henghu's eyes widen, and his hands are tightly clenched into fists. The veins like earthworms on it are tense, and the joints are creaking.

Beads of sweat rolled down Henghu's forehead gradually, at this moment, a pair of gentle little hands suddenly stretched out from there.

Hold it around your waist.

A girl clings to her, turning from behind her to behind her.

She has a delicate and exquisite figure, and her face is not inferior to the girl in the Red Smoke Pavilion.

It's just that Henghu doesn't know why, and always feels something is wrong.

It feels like a layer of grease has been applied to the body, which is particularly sticky and slippery.

At this time, the girl in her arms gradually raised her head, a pink blush appeared on her shy face.

Slowly squat down.

Under Henghu's gaze, his red lips parted, and he smiled coquettishly towards Henghu.

Seeing the shy appearance of the woman in front of him, although Henghu resisted in his heart, his body still became honest.

But when Henghu lowered his head to look carefully, suddenly his pupils tightened suddenly, and a chill came to his heart.

I saw a black poisonous snake crawling out of the woman's mouth.

The pitch-black triangular head, swallowing bright red snake letters, actually showed a human-like sly smile at Henghu.

"It's you!"

Seeing the smiling face of the poisonous snake, Henghu couldn't help but recognize that this face was the face of the guy he just killed not long ago.

There is always a hypocritical smirk on his face, and he is disgusting when he sees it.

But why does such a smile appear here?

Such doubts only flashed in Henghu's mind, before he could understand what happened.

"Sigh~"

The poisonous snake suddenly bit Henghu's throat.

"puff!"

The slender nails slit Yokohu's throat like lightning, and watched Yokohu who had turned into a corpse fall to the ground.

With a bored expression on his face, Lu Hao took out a red square scarf from his arms, and carefully wiped his blood-stained nails.

"It's another bunch of rubbish. A few escaped, but the rest are not too small."

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground in front of him, Lu Hao couldn't help showing a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

For people like Henghu, this is a huge opportunity.

can make them rich quickly.

But they should never have appeared in front of Lu Hao.

These butchers who just licked the blood with their knives and carried so much resentment on their bodies.

He ran to Lu Hao, a soul-type postman.

Lu Hao's soul ability, with a little guidance, can detonate the resentment in these people, and the resentment burst out, causing their souls to be severely injured in an instant.

The weirdness of the soul system is indeed hard to guard against.

In addition, people like Henghu who formed a temporary team had no tacit understanding with each other. Even if they realized that the situation was wrong and could escape, they did not choose to save people at the first time, but to run for their lives.

It was really drowsy and someone sent pillows, although some escaped.

But because of being punished by the rules of the ghost market, Lu Hao can draw two stamps from everyone's postal album, which is considered a considerable amount of income.