Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Suffering from boredom, Nu Luo didn't dare to stay any longer. This time she stripped her clothes off, and next time she stripped off all her skin.

There is no way, whoever lets his ability, is born to be restrained by the other party.

She only dared to leave a harsh word, and in the next second, Luo Nu quickly disappeared in front of the courtyard gate.

"Huh..." Along with a wisp of smoke, he exhaled from his lips.

In the courtyard, the sea of ​​blood that had destroyed the world just now had long since disappeared. There was only a middle-aged woman waiting quietly with a cigarette stick in her hand.

It's just that no one noticed that on the woman's fingertips, drops of bright red blood were continuously dripping down the nails.

Violations will be punished.

And to resist punishment, you have to pay more.

But... worth it!

……

Cui Jianguo died.

It doesn't matter whether you die with peace in your eyes, or you die wronged.

But it is undeniable that his plan is actually very careful.

He successfully deceived Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi, and hid himself perfectly in the shadows. Just passing through this radio station, he could easily treat them as marionettes.

It's just that he failed, not because the failure was part of his superfluous plan, but because from the very beginning, he didn't recognize what kind of cold-blooded killer Zhao Ke was in front of him.

"Ahem! This guy, is he a postman?"

Looking at Cui Jianguo's body on the ground, Wang Mazi couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.

This is the mysterious place, because every ground here may be a ruin in a terrifying space.

The situation is more complicated.

There is even a legend that this place used to be a part of the horror space, but it only became such a place after it was shattered.

Here, anyone or anything you meet may be a well-planned trap.

What you don't know is how many pairs of eyes are staring at you in the darkness.

In short, even if Wang Mazi and Zhao Ke were cautious, they fell into the trap they had designed long ago without realizing it.

"no, he is not."

Zhao Ke looked at Cui Jianguo's body and shook his head. If the other party was a postman, why bother? To deal with two trashy guys, they might not even have the qualifications to escape.

Wang Mazi thought for a while, and looked at the radio station that was still repeating in Zhao Ke's hand, and became even more confused: "But that group of people on the radio station..."

Zhao Ke knew what Wang Mazi wanted to say, so he turned around and asked, "From the beginning to the end, have you heard from them that they are postmen?"

"This..." Wang Mazi was suddenly speechless.

Thinking about it carefully from the very beginning, it was Zhao Ke and the others who heard the woman's voice, and felt familiar, like the singing that they heard before.

Only then did he subconsciously think that the other party was the postman.

In fact, from the beginning to the end, the other party did not mention a word.

"Although I don't know how he did it, the question now is how do we get out of here!"

Zhao Ke looked around. Although Cui Jianguo was dead, they hadn't left here yet. This was what Zhao Ke cared about.

"Wait a minute, listen to...what's the sound."

Wang Mazi was lying on the ground, and when he moved his ears, he heard a strange sound. Zhao Ke listened carefully, and sure enough, there was a sound of "cracking...", as if something had split open.

"Mirror?" Zhao Ke glanced at Wang Mazi.

Wang Mazi listened carefully and nodded, "It's a bit like the sound of ice cracking, but what's there..."

Before Wang Mazi finished speaking, Zhao Ke suddenly remembered something.

The high-level owner of the Wish Gem, Yao Jun, a spatial ability user, trapped Zhang Haigen and the others in the mirror.

A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and I said in surprise: "Climb well, it's about to break!"

"What? What's going to break?"

Before Wang Mazi could understand what Zhao Ke said, he heard a "click!", and the carriage under them suddenly exploded to pieces.

Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi were powerless to resist at all, and they felt that their feet were empty, accompanied by a sudden feeling of stepping on the air.

The two subconsciously resisted fiercely, just waiting for the two to struggle.

"what!"

Wang Mazi waved his arms, and his body suddenly jumped up from the ground. There was a muffled "boom", and his head seemed to hit the ceiling, causing a burning pain.

"Sigh~"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Mazi covered his head and opened his eyes, but his face was suddenly filled with joy.

"I'm back! Hahaha, I'm finally back."

It turned out that after opening his eyes, Wang Mazi found that his consciousness had returned to his body.

Looking again, Zhao Ke has opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

They are still at the front of the train.

It's just that the front of the train at this time is indeed covered with dust.

Exactly the same as they first saw the situation.

And beside them, at some point, a circle of white powder was sprinkled on them.

However, a large amount of powder was now stained red with blood.

As for the source of the blood, it was Cui Jianguo who fell to the ground.

Zhao Ke squeezed a pinch of powder with his finger, put it on the tip of his finger and rubbed it lightly, his face showed a sure look: "It's glass!"

Although different from Yao Jun's method, glass has a special guiding effect on the soul.

"Hey, why does he have this thing, no wonder!"