Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

The old lady called them, but they couldn't hear them. The old lady grabbed them and found that they couldn't touch them at all.

And when she saw the death report on the table, she realized that she was already dead.

But the old lady did not accept such a result.

She had waited a long time for this reunion, but in the end she died unexpectedly because she was in a hurry to buy groceries and went home without looking at the road.

In the end, the yin and yang were separated, and the resentment in her heart turned her into a ghost, almost killing the whole family.

The story is very simple, but the story behind it is embarrassing.

Similarly, the guy in front of him didn't seem ready to accept death.

As a postman, I have seen too much life and death, and even the hands are not covered with blood.

But the more this happened, the more they were afraid of death.

The more you struggle on the verge of death, the more you can appreciate the beauty of being alive.

What?Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?

Yes, yes, but most of them were basically eliminated before they became mid-level postmen.

Like the old lady, Kuaishou Wu was even more unwilling to face death than the old lady.

However, he obviously picked the wrong object to vent.

Camille raised his eyebrows, facing Kuaishou Wu who had become a ghost, he just flicked his fingers lightly.

"Buzz!"

A sound wave visible to the naked eye swayed at the fingertips. Before Kuaishou Wu's arm touched Camille, it was twisted into a ball of twists in the sound wave.

If Kuaishou Wu is alive and encounters such an attack, he may be able to forcibly escape from the sound wave by relying on his postman's ability.

But the current Kuaishou Wu is just a ghost who is just about to transform.

Not to mention a mid-level postman like Camille, even a low-level postman...

Do not!

Even Zhao Ke at this time...

That's not right, if you lower it to another level, it will be Wang Mazi, who can easily abuse him.

The price of choosing the wrong one.

Nature is tragic.

Camille had no mercy.

The slender fingertips fiddled with the air a few times.

Layers of sound waves stirred up in the air, and these sound waves intersected from different directions.

Ling Kuaishou Wu's body suddenly exploded in the sound waves, completely wiped out.

Regarding this, the steward standing in front of the palace gate couldn't help raising his head, and looked at Camille displeased.

Pick up the pen you just put down, and stroke lightly on the list in front of you.

On the list, the name that appeared just now was erased by ink.

"Phonetic postman, it really is her!"

Standing behind Zhao Ke, Wang Mazi poked Zhao Ke with his hand, raised his chin, and winked at Zhao Ke.

Last night, when Camille took Jiayu to another room to rest.

Wang Mazi told Zhao Ke that this woman might be a postman.

Well!This sentence is nonsense.

But what Wang Mazi meant was that he had heard some rumors about this woman, she was a very unique postman.

What is unique is not her ability, but her style.

She is so far the first and only postman who has revealed herself in reality, not only publicly, but also through the ability of her music department to hold concerts everywhere.

It can be said that in reality, many people have heard her music, and she is a famous diva-level singer in Europe and America.

Wang Mazi had never seen her, he had only heard of her, but he didn't take it seriously, and then he took the initiative to hide in the abandoned place.

Therefore, Wang Mazi didn't recognize her when they met for the first time.

It wasn't until she revealed her name that she remembered her identity in a trance.

I remember that at that time, Wang Mazi deliberately stabbed Zhao Ke with his hand.

The previous ones were just guesses, but seeing Camille make a move now, the identity of this woman is even more certain.

Zhao Ke nodded, and when Wang Mazi reminded him, he also felt a little impressed.

It seems that once, when Wang Na's soul was imprisoned at home by herself, and when she was treating her illness, she saw a news on TV that a certain singer was coming to perform locally.

But I didn't take it to heart at the time, I didn't expect to meet here after such a long time.

It can only be said that life is full of fate.

It was between Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi's eye contact.

Zhao Ke suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wang Mazi, who pushed his elbows with a smug look on his face.

I saw the postman appearing in front of the empty gate just now, but at some point.

Not one, but two, three, eight or nine people in a blink of an eye.

Under the gaze of Zhao Ke and the others, these people appeared in front of them as if conjured out of thin air.

But without exception, these people... are all dead.

"They...wouldn't be your companions?"

Wang Mazi moved closer to Camille who was also shocked, and asked in a low voice.

Camille didn't speak, his gaze fell on everyone's face.