Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Just as he was talking, "Zizi..." the light on the radio suddenly flashed rapidly.

"Strange! Is it broken?"

Seeing this, Shan Jingichiro began to fiddle with it.

But at this moment, the noise on the radio became more and more intense.

"Zi...ZiZi...Zi..."

"Damn!"

Perhaps it was because of drinking, Shan Jingichiro suddenly became a little annoyed, he raised his hand heavily and slapped it on the radio.

With a sound of "Boom!", the noise from the radio station stopped abruptly.

"Humph!"

Seeing that the sound disappeared, Yamakei Ichiro sat down on the chair again.

But just as he sat down, the radio's flashing lights flickered again.

Only this time, it wasn't noise, but piercing screams that rang out intermittently.

The voice was unusually piercing, like screaming in the ears.

Zhao Ke couldn't help covering his ears with his hands, but the sharp penetrating power of his voice was still very strong even if he covered his ears.

"Ah! Asshole!"

Shan Jingichiro covered his ears with one hand, wanting to turn off the radio, he stretched out his hand and kept groping in the radio.

Finally, with a hard pull, a wire was torn off.

However, after the power was lost, the radio continued to emit sound.

It's just that at this time, it wasn't screams, but an empty woman's singing.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke and Shan Jingichiro looked at each other.

The singing voice is neither Chinese nor Japanese, and Zhao Ke is more certain that it is absolutely impossible to be in English.

In other words, this is not a human voice at all.

"hiss!"

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly felt a special itching on his body, he couldn't tell where it was itching, it vaguely felt like an arm, but he stretched out his hand to scratch, but he couldn't grab the itching place at all.

Not only the arms, but also the thighs, the chest, the neck, these places are also very itchy, but when scratched, there is no itching point at all, which makes Zhao Ke feel a little crazy.

After scratching a few times, Zhao Ke suddenly became alert.

Pull out the pistol from the holster, aim at the radio and pull the trigger.

Just when the muzzle of the gun was about to flash sparks, Shan Jingichiro suddenly pushed his hand away with his backhand.

"boom!"

The bullet hit the carriage, and after a flash of sparks, I heard Shanjing Ichiro shout: "Are you crazy, this radio station is our important material, and it needs to be transferred to the research institute for prevention and control prototypes! "

It's just that as soon as Shan Jingyilang finished speaking, he saw Zhao Ke raised his leg and kicked Shan Jingichiro's abdomen.

"Fuck off!"

I am not Yamada, and Zhao Ke has no good impression of the Japanese.

It's just that the ability is gone, kicking down, although the strength is not weak, but it just made Shanjing Ichiro stumble.

He rolled his head to a side corner, slammed his head against the door panel, and fainted for a moment.

This station is a problem.

According to Cui Jianguo's words before, there should be something like a large tomb hidden in this tunnel.

It is estimated that the radio station unintentionally received some energy signals from the tomb, maybe.

Not to mention the life and death of this car of devils, the most important thing for Zhao Ke now is to keep himself alive, he doesn't want to be buried with this car of devils.

Just when Zhao Ke raised his pistol again.

The sound of the radio station was suddenly interrupted.

As if the power had been unplugged, the signal light above suddenly went out.

Without the weird singing on the radio, Zhao Ke immediately felt the itching on his body, as if it had subsided in an instant.

The sound is gone.

But Zhao Ke always felt that something was wrong. He looked out of the window and saw that the train had already entered the tunnel.

But I don't know when it started, I can't seem to hear the sound of the wheels turning in my ears.

Looking away from the corner of the eye, I found that the two drivers were still adding coal to the boiler, and they didn't seem to feel anything about what happened just now.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke hesitated for a moment, then carefully stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the driver on the left.

The driver froze, and slowly turned half of his face. He just looked back, but he didn't seem to see Zhao Ke, so he simply turned around.

At this time, Zhao Ke saw that the driver's left eye had turned into a bloody hole.

It turned out that the bullet just now bounced off after hitting the iron roof and pierced his head impartially.

It's just that this is not the focus of Zhao Ke's attention.

It was these two drivers who had turned into dead people without knowing when!

"what!"

With a strange cry, the driver who turned around suddenly opened his mouth and rushed towards Zhao Ke. At the same time as he opened his mouth, Zhao Ke noticed that the muscles on his face were also being torn apart rapidly.

With the flesh-colored fascia, the originally small mouth suddenly turned into a bloody mouth.

At the same time, the other driver had to stand up.

As an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would be petrified by the scene in front of him, but Zhao Ke's reaction was faster than the two drivers who had turned into corpses.

He stepped on another driver's shoulder and kicked his head directly into the boiler.

With the other hand, clasp the eye socket of the one-eyed dragon in front of him.