Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke took a glance from the corner of his eye, and among the seven, another middle-aged man had his right hand in his pocket, and a pair of small black eyes looked at them maliciously.

The middle-aged man looked at Wang Mazi who was holding Zhao Ke tightly. The two people's poor acting skills and poor oboe were almost comparable to those domestic fresh meat, oh!The premise is that they need a cutout artist.

Standing in front of Zhao Ke: "Hey, you idiot, since you're here, you can just help out, don't say I won't give you a chance, we just need a few servants here!"

Gui Tong approached from behind the middle-aged man, and said with a smile, "Yes, be our servant, don't worry, I won't treat you badly!!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth a few times.

Breaking free from Wang Mazi, he said viciously, "Don't force people too much!"

"Hahaha, it's too compelling! Are you a human now?"

Guitong laughed loudly, approached Zhao Ke step by step and poked Zhao Ke's chest with his hand: "Hey, I will push you too much, hit me, hit me!"

After Zhao Ke was poked, he took a step back and lowered his head to watch the ghost boy approaching step by step. At the same time, the other six people had already quietly sealed off their back path, forming a circle, constantly oppressing them. space between.

"Hahaha, a piece of trash like you, even if you die and become a ghost, you're still a piece of trash..."

In the end, the word "garbage" was still in Guitong's mouth, and when he couldn't say it, Zhao Ke suddenly raised his head, showing a sinister smile on his thin cheeks: "Okay!"

"What?" Gui Tong was taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Zhao Ke meant when he suddenly called out "Hi".

Suddenly there was a sharp breaking wind in the air, and the terrifying fist wind roared in the air, and an iron fist the size of a casserole hit the ghost boy head-on.

This iron fist, like the sledgehammer of the [-]th Spring Festival Gala, caused Guitong's face to quickly distort and deform under the iron fist.

I could vaguely hear Zhao Ke's roar: "Beat me to death!"

Chapter 894 Don't ask why, blood!

Caught off guard, Guitong's cheeks were deformed, and his body hit the ground uncontrollably like an upside-down onion.

There was a loud "boom", and the solid white stone slab in the courtyard was cracked like a spider web.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man behind screamed, "How dare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Ke leaning forward, with a sinister smile on his indifferent face.

"What dare you not!"

From nowhere, he grabbed a brick in his right hand.

The dark bricks are not props for performances. The skin of the bricks is blue-gray, and they are really old bricks. One piece weighs more than three catties!

Zhao Ke rolled up his sleeves and covered the middle-aged man's forehead head-on.

The middle-aged man looked back in surprise!The reason why they dared to trouble the three of Zhao Ke.

It is precisely because of Dwarf Tiger and Wang Mazi that these two guys are covered with negative labels, especially the trash of Dwarf Tiger, who can drink and talk with him, talk and laugh with him, and his strength can be as high as where to go

Besides, from the poor acting skills of Zhao Ke and Wang Mazi just now, it was obvious that they had designed the double reed long ago.

He guessed that Zhao Ke and the three might resist, but he didn't expect that the resistance would be so decisive and cruel!

So fearless, so cruel.

Facing the head-on brick, the middle-aged man let out a strange cry and hurriedly leaned back.

But the distance between him and Zhao Ke is too close.

Dodging in embarrassment, Brick avoided his head, but the corner of Brick hit his chest heavily.

A muffled sound was heard in an instant, making the middle-aged man feel like his chest was about to be smashed to pieces.

If he was still alive, it would probably be enough to make him vomit blood.

Zhao Ke kicked him on the knee joint of his left leg.

The guy let out a scream, but immediately rolled to the ground, and hurriedly tried to open the distance between them.

But Zhao Ke has always been known for being ruthless in his strikes. In just a short moment, he seemed to rush forward without any rules. He lifted a three-pound brick in his hand and slammed the guy's forehead a few times. Call.

If it's not because they are now in the body of ghosts, it is because of the blessing of the soul-fixing pearl on the soul body.

It is estimated that this time, he has already smashed the opponent's head, which is enough to send him to the hospital and enjoy a luxurious ICU package.

Even so, the middle-aged man who was crushed by Zhao Ke was also complaining unceasingly when Zhao Ke slammed down the brick a few times.

His head was smashed into a dizzy state, he didn't even have any subjective consciousness, and he forgot the special ability inspired by his soul body after absorbing the soul-fixing orb.

Just relying on instinct, he wanted to break away from Zhao Ke's body.

Zhao Ke fought fiercely here, but it was not enough to make the other five people afraid.

But the situation with Ghost Boy is different.

"Don't you know that three steps in close combat is the truth of life and death?"

Wang Mazi's iron fist is like a cannon, and his fists are like a hammer.

A set of basic Hongquan was blown away by Wang Maziwu's fierce tiger.

First stick, sweep, bang, and drop.Another set of fists, palms, fingers, and claws.

In front of Wang Mazi, Guitong was like a rag doll at his mercy, being knocked dizzy.

The ghost boy who was badly injured let out an incomparably miserable howl!

He suddenly realized deeply how stupid it was for him to stand so close to this guy before!

At first, he didn't realize that Wang Mazi looked different at all.

Just thought this guy looked stronger.

so what?If everyone was alive, facing such a guy, Guitong would never approach each other easily.

Everyone knows that once a melee master is in trouble suddenly.

Within three steps, unless they are also melee-type postmen, even a perception-type postman with strong perception has almost no chance of escaping even if he senses something is wrong.

But Guitong felt at first that everyone has become a soul body, and the melee department does not have a strong body to survive.

How can you compare with him only with the soul and body.

Even with the blessing of the Fixed Soul Orb, his strength is probably mediocre.

It is this kind of thought that is doomed to the beginning of Guitong's tragedy.