Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

In the sea of ​​flames, sporadic flames flickered.

Zhao Ke's pupils tightened suddenly, and a gust of cold air pierced his head like a steel needle, making all the muscles in his whole body tense.

"Hold!"

While swearing, Zhao Ke didn't bother to check Wang Mazi's wound.

Holding Wang Mazi against his shoulders, he ran as fast as he could.

Fortunately, Wang Mazi's body at this time is relatively thin, with basically no flesh.

But the mountain field occupied by Zhao Ke is a standard warrior, and he does not feel any difficulty in carrying it.

"Buzzing..."

Sporadic fires flickered behind him, and the buzzing sound behind him became louder and louder.

Dense worms struggled out of the sea of ​​flames, using their dense numbers to forcibly pave a path in the flames.

Zhao Ke turned his head while running wildly, and saw in the sea of ​​flames, there seemed to be a huge insect shadow, gradually crawling out of the sea of ​​flames.

"hiss--"

Even if he couldn't see clearly, Zhao Ke couldn't help holding his breath just seeing the monster's size.

He already vaguely understood that maybe it was this monster, or it might be the monster that group of people met on the other side of the radio station.

If that's the case, they're in big trouble.

In other words, at this moment, he roughly understood the meaning of the words "game continues".

While running wildly, Zhao Ke's expression remained calm, as if he didn't see the scattered flying insects behind him, which were rushing towards him.

If there is a camera source hand, Zhao Ke has plenty of ways to kill these bugs.

But now both of them are the mortal bodies of ordinary people, and their bodies are no better than ordinary people.

Not to mention the monster at the back, even these scattered flying insects, I can't deal with them now.

At the moment, Zhao Ke can only run.

Putting Wang Mazi on his shoulders, he saw Zhao Ke running wildly on the roof of the car with all his strength.

He took another step forward and jumped onto another carriage, only to see Zhao Ke took out a pistol from his holster, pointed the muzzle at the sky, and kept pulling the trigger.

"Bang~bang~bang~"

The deafening sound of gunfire echoed around the train like the sound of firecrackers in the empty darkness.

Wang Mazi, who was already in a coma, gradually regained consciousness.

In other words, he was jolted awake by Zhao Ke.

When I opened my eyes, I saw scattered flying insects behind me, pounced on it from time to time.

The sharp mouthparts bit the flesh on his back.

You know, there is still a big gash dripping with blood on his back.

The strong smell of blood is undoubtedly a deadly bait for these bugs.

Wang Mazi screamed in pain again and again, the muscles on his face twisted into a ball.

He was terribly suspicious that Zhao Ke put himself on his back, did he deliberately use him as a target!

What scares Wang Mazi even more is that behind the flying insect, a giant insect the size of a calf is quickly catching up.

Can't help screaming: "Damn it, this f*ck is going to kill me!"

Sensing that Wang Mazi woke up, Zhao Ke's eyes shone brightly, he let go of the palm holding Wang Mazi, and reminded, "Hold me tight!"

Before Wang Mazi understood what was going on, Zhao Ke jumped suddenly.

Watching Zhao Ke jump off the train for a moment.

Wang Mazi's eyes were wide open, and his heart felt like it was going to stop for a moment.

When it was too late, then it was too late, Zhao Ke suddenly stretched out his palm, and pulled on the handrail outside the carriage. Under the action of huge inertia, Zhao Ke lost his balance for a moment, and his body hit the carriage heavily.

This impact made Wang Mazi even more dizzy, and slipped his hand off Zhao Ke's body. Fortunately, Wang Mazi noticed it in time, and stretched out his hand to grab Zhao Ke's belt.

"You are crazy!"

I don't understand what Zhao Ke is going to do at all.

In Wang Mazi's eyes, this was undoubtedly suicide.

Fortunately, there are no train tracks, otherwise, in reality, even if a person grabs the handrail, he will be dragged on the ground, leading to a dead end.

It's just that Zhao Ke ignored Wang Mazi, and quickly grabbed the armrest with his other hand to stabilize his body.

You don't need to look at it, the rattling sound in your ear has already told you the distance between that monster and yourself.

After kicking the carriage in front of him.

It was pitch black in the empty carriage.

But it can be vaguely seen that it should be a carriage for non-commissioned officers to rest.

Putting Wang Mazi down, Wang Mazi grinned in pain and looked around carefully. Wang Mazi suddenly realized something and looked back at Zhao Ke: "Do you mean to..."

"Shh!"

Wang Mazi couldn't speak, so Zhao Ke covered his mouth, pointed with his hand, and saw a centipede-like figure outside the carriage, crawling in along the gap of the window at some point.

Chapter 871 Ghost Train (14)

Da da da……

There was a brisk and powerful knocking sound on the wooden floor of the carriage. In the dark carriage, the sound could not help but make one's scalp tingle.

Two pairs of eyes scanned the surroundings.

Even breathing began to become weaker. Apart from the sound of footsteps, what could be heard was the buzzing in the ears under high tension, and the sound of the heartbeat accelerating.

life and death!

Even though the two of them have been in the horror space for a long time, the scene of life disappearing has become commonplace.