Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke urged again, but this time when Zhao Ke turned his head, he found that Wang Mazi had already fallen heavily on the ground.

"pock?"

Zhao Ke was caught off guard by Wang Mazi's sudden change, so he hurried up to take a look, and found that Wang Mazi's face had turned blue.

"Squeak~"

At this time Zhao Ke saw a black worm struggling to crawl out along his finger.

"insect!"

Seeing this worm, Zhao Ke suddenly felt a little bad.

With one kick, the bug was kicked out of Wang Mazi's hand.

Carefully inspecting Wang Mazi's arms and chest, Zhao Ke did not find any wounds.

However, thinking of Wang Mazi always feeling that there were bugs on his back before, Zhao Ke reached out and tore the clothes on Wang Mazi's back.

By the light of the fire in the carriage behind.

On Wang Mazi's back, there was an extra insect eye the size of a fingernail.

But when Zhao Ke put his finger on Wang Mazi's back and touched it carefully, Zhao Ke's expression turned ugly.

No wonder I watched it three times and didn't see any bugs.

At some point, the worm got under Wang Mazi's skin.

As long as you touch it with your fingers, you can feel that there are some bulging particles under the flesh, which should be insect eggs.

Pulling out the kitchen knife on his waist from behind him, such a crude kitchen knife is as dexterous as a scalpel in Zhao Ke's hand.

Although this is not his own body, but the control of the knife is an ability that is deeply integrated into his soul.

In fact, look around the world.

There are many delicacies, and Zhao Ke followed the old man around half the world.

What is finally determined is one thing. In terms of knife and firework, no country can compare with China's.

Since Song Heng inherited firework, he inherited another knifework.

In the eyes of those foreigners, the kitchen knife is thick and generous.

But it is the essence of real knife work.

Simply put, a Chinese chef does not only have one kitchen knife, but a kitchen knife can also play around in the kitchen.

I saw the blade along Wang Mazi's spine, gently cutting open Wang Mazi's flesh.

The clumsy kitchen knife is as dexterous as a scalpel.

Exquisite knife work is combined with an understanding of the human body.

Coupled with Zhao Ke himself's poor medical skills taught by himself in the horror space.

The blade was avoiding the nerves and blood vessels of the spine, making an incision lightly.

Such a quick and crisp movement was actually done on the roof of the car with extremely poor lighting.

If one day, Zhao Ke doesn't plan to be a cook, it will be easy to become a doctor with such skills. After all, he has a lot of clinical experience.

After unraveling the fat layer under the epidermis.

I saw black insect eggs, exposed in front of him in pieces, like a spoonful of caviar, each plump and plump.

"Fortunately!"

Zhao Ke observed it carefully, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Fortunately, Wang Mazi's current body is relatively poor.

Rejection soon appeared, and the insect might have some kind of toxin, which made Wang Mazi faint.

Otherwise, with his originally strong body, it is estimated that Wang Mazi would be alive and well until all the eggs hatched before he would notice the abnormality.

After carefully cutting off the eggs, Zhao Ke wanted to check again to see if there were any omissions. After all, there is no guarantee that there will be insects that slip through the net on the top of the black-lighted train.

But at this time, there was a buzzing sound like a mosquito, which made Zhao Ke suddenly alert. There was not even a single fly in this place, not to mention mosquitoes. Where did the buzzing sound come from?

Hearing the voice near his ears getting closer, Zhao Ke's fingers tightly clenched the handle of the knife.

"Buzzing..."

In the air, a black shadow seemed to have locked onto the target, and rushed towards Zhao Ke's neck like a bolt of lightning.

The sharp mouthparts were firmly locked on the blue artery under the neck.

"roll!"

Sensing the faint sound of breaking wind behind him, Zhao Ke, who had already been alerted for a long time, waved his hand suddenly!

The blood-stained kitchen knife in the middle of his right hand gleamed black.

A standard tennis racket with a thick blade hit the shadow hard.

"Bang~"

Accompanied by the crisp buzzing sound of the blade, the black shadow just now was slapped heavily on the ground.

Zhao Ke took a closer look, and then he saw clearly that it was the big black bug that he kicked out just now.

The only difference is that under the carapace of this bug, a pair of thin wings actually grew out.

Seeing that the worm was still flapping its wings tenaciously on the ground, Zhao Ke followed closely and kicked it up.

"kaka~"

Accompanied by the yellow gravy bursting from the soles of his feet, Zhao Ke can be sure that this thing is dead, and he will not forget to crush it a few times before leaving, just like stamping out a cigarette butt.

It's just a bug after all.

Zhao Ke glanced at the kitchen knife covered in blood, and put the kitchen knife away with a look of disgust.

However, just as Zhao Ke was about to turn around, his expression suddenly changed, he turned his head slowly, and looked at the burning compartment behind him.

Accompanied by thick smoke billowing.