Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Even if the torn carapace of such a monster is not as powerful as the monster at another point in time, it is a rare protective treasure for Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi's current situation.

Just when Zhao Ke was planning to find an opportunity to see if he could secretly grab a piece of black carapace.

"Zizzizi..."

The radio station in the backpack suddenly flickered again.

"are you still there?"

Zhao Ke had heard the familiar voice many times, but only this time, Zhao Ke could hear a little bit of joy in her voice.

"I'm very busy, what's the matter, hurry up!" Zhao Ke lowered his voice and said.

"That monster is gone!"

Although the woman has tried her best to suppress her excited voice.

However, Zhao Ke could still hear the excitement of the survivors in her voice.

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi looked at each other. That's right, that monster looked like the pincer in front of them.

In this regard, Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi breathed a sigh of relief.

At least for them, it may be considered good news.

However, at this moment, the next sentence on the radio made the smile on Zhao Ke's face froze for a moment! .

"By the way, what did you do? Why did the carriages at the back of the train suddenly lose one-third?"

"You said...the train is one-third less?"

Zhao Ke took a deep breath, and a chill came over his face.

"Yeah! It's missing a third in the middle, and it's shortened by a lot. Did you guys do it?"

The voice on the radio fell, but Zhao Ke did not receive a response.

It's not that Zhao Ke doesn't respond, but that Zhao Ke has no time to respond to her now.

Resisting Wang Mazi on his shoulder, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth and rushed out of the carriage frantically.

One-third less, wouldn't it also wrap them in it.

No matter what the reason was, the lack of trains by one-third was irrelevant to Zhao Ke and the others.

Zhao Ke gritted his teeth and rushed forward frantically.

"Fuck, my gut, my gut is leaking!"

While running wildly, Zhao Ke couldn't take care of so much anymore, he only heard Wang Mazi screaming from behind, a section of intestine was squeezed out along the wound.

It made Wang Mazi go crazy.

While constantly stuffing the intestines into the stomach with both hands.

Wang Mazi took a look, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. The direction Zhao Ke was running was not the direction of the front of the train, but the direction of the rear of the train.

Shouted to Zhao Ke: "No, you ran in the wrong direction!"

"That's right, it's preventing us from finding the altar!"

Although I don't know what method the shadow used to make the train disappear quietly in the middle, but there is no doubt that this itself is a trap.

While running wildly, Zhao Ke almost felt that his chest was about to explode, just like a 1.5T engine driving on a plateau, accompanied by the roar of the engine, although the accelerator had been pressed to the bottom, in fact even the third gear could not Can't hang up.

This is how Zhao Ke felt at the moment.

But he was still trying his best to run, because at least he could still run. Compared with those who couldn't even run in time, Zhao Ke already felt that he was lucky enough.

"Boom!"

Just as Zhao Ke pushed away a carriage, suddenly the carriage under his feet began to bump unnaturally.

There is not even a track here, so how could there be bumps.

Wang Mazi grabbed his large intestine with one hand, and after feeling the strange jolt, he couldn't help but raise his head to have a look.

"Fuck! Look behind!"

"Look at that! No time!"

Zhao Ke simply ignored Wang Mazi's nonsense. He didn't know what was going on behind him, but right now, he really didn't have time to look back.

"Om..."

Under the ear-piercing buzzing sound, Zhao Ke gradually felt that the more he ran, the more strenuous he was, and the carriage was tilting backward extremely fast.

"Whirring whirring……"

Looking at the carriage so close in front of him, Zhao Ke's pupils gradually became bloodshot.

The result of running at such a high speed made this ordinary person's body start to feel overwhelmed.

under severe hypoxia.

Zhao Ke's face turned red.

Hearing the sound of "hum..." in the ear holes, Zhao Ke's thinking, under the hypoxic environment, gave birth to another feeling.

Familiar faces.

old man.

Ji Wusui.

And Luo Qing, big brother Song Heng.

The familiar face looked at him with concern.

Looking at the door in front of him, a voice appeared in front of him in a trance.

"Live, only live, is the most important thing!"

The familiar voice made Zhao Ke's pupils close quickly, under his chapped lips, Zhao Ke saw that face he didn't want to recall in a trance.

His thin cheeks looked sallow due to malnutrition.

Even her skinny body seemed to fall to the ground if the wind blows.