Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

However, Zhao Ke didn't attack Qi Liang, but swung the dagger in his hand and slashed at the pomegranate tree behind them.

"not good!"

Seeing that the target of Zhao Ke's attack was actually the pomegranate tree, someone screamed and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Ke.

But under the separation of yin and yang, they were destined to miss nothing.

After the knife light pierced through the pomegranate tree, the pomegranate tree like green leaves behind it made a sharp cracking sound.

It's just weird that when everyone took a closer look, they found that the pomegranate tree behind them hadn't broken, but the pomegranate tree was withering rapidly.

"Damn! Kill him!"

Seeing the withered pomegranate tree, everyone's eyes turned red.

"Woooooooo..."

But before they could make a move, they saw a black locomotive rushing out of the darkness with a deafening roar.

"Get out of the way!"

Some people subconsciously want to dodge, after all, such a fast train, hitting it, even a postman, is enough to choke,

But the train appeared too suddenly, as if it appeared out of nowhere,

Seeing the huge locomotive crashing head-on, the postman had no choice but to bite the bullet and hit it, but just like Zhao Ke's situation, the train passed through them in an instant.

When everyone came back to their senses, they realized that Zhao Ke had already jumped on the train, waved to the fat pig in the crowd, and said, "Bajie, remember to come to me!"

Chapter 914 Exit!

Zhao Ke's voice went further and further away.

Fat Pig stared and thought, "You won't take me?"

Immediately raised his head to take a look, but saw unkind eyes from around him sizing him up, his expression changed suddenly, and he cursed: "Look at J2, if you grow fat, you will be abstained, eating your food and blocking your signal , don’t take the TM’s check mark, I don’t know him.”

The fat pig moaned and cursed for a while, and before everyone had time to think about it, they heard the ecstatic shouts of their companions from the side.

"Look!"

At this time, a postman pointed to the outside, and only then did everyone realize that the strange bones outside the courtyard had disappeared, and even the dripping amniotic fluid had gradually stopped at the time of the announcement.

It seemed that with the withering of the pomegranate tree behind him, the whole world began to return to calm.

"The agency stopped."

Wu Ya's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed, the dead end was saved, none of them thought that the problem could be solved so easily.

But having said that, even if they could guess that there was something wrong with the pomegranate tree, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Just like, you can't expect a person in deep quagmire to break the life-saving straw in his hand.

"Qi Liang, who is that monk, why have I never seen this guy before?"

Surviving a dead end made everyone happy, but they couldn't help being curious about the origin of that monk.

I don't know who the other party is, but he cut the pomegranate tree with one glance. The key point is that this person looks very unfamiliar, and he has no impression at all.

Without the pomegranate tree, Qi Liang finally got a chance to breathe. After taking some medicine, he stood up, but Qi Liang ignored this problem.

Although Qi Liang knew clearly, as long as he reported the identity of Zhao Ke, it would be enough to make these postmen feel regretful.

You can imagine with your toes that these postmen will definitely do their best to chase and kill Zhao Ke.

On the reward list, he is tied for first place with Yang Wancai.

The culprit of the Golden Medicine Mantou.

If Yang Wancai is a wholesaler, then this kid is a manufacturer, and he has bad intentions in sending poisonous steamed buns to the ghost market.

In terms of emotion and reason, everyone should be killed. Of course, there is one more intuitive problem.

Yang Wancai, even if he also offered the No. 1 reward, he couldn't stand Yang Wancai's wealth.

After all, he is the largest drug dealer in the ghost market, and Yang Wancai is a tough guy no matter in terms of connections or money.

I heard that Yang Wancai specially invited a top expert to be his bodyguard. If he wanted to do it, he still had to weigh it carefully.

If Yang Wancai can't be killed, if he returns to the ghost market, there will be endless troubles.

In contrast, killing this guy Zhao Ke didn't have so many worries.

In their eyes, Zhao Ke is just an opportunistic guy with no background and no strength. If anyone can kill him, hahaha, he will really make a fortune at once.

But Qi Liang didn't do this, or he didn't bother to use this method to get revenge on Zhao Ke.

Holding Zhang Haigen in his arms, he said to Wu Ya: "Let's go, you can't stay here for long, leave as soon as possible."

Wu Ya hesitated for a moment, looked at the messy world outside, frowned and said, "How do I get out of here?"

Qi Liang didn't speak, just closed his eyes slightly, and stood there quietly like a sculpture.

The already pale hair on the forehead moved slightly.

A bright light flashed in Qi Liang's eyes: "There is wind, go east!"

There is a faint gust of wind, but as long as there is wind, there will naturally be a gap leading to the outside world.

Seeing Qi Liang walking eastward with Zhang Haigen on his back, the rest of the people followed suit.

As for the fat pig, he followed at the back, scanning the yard with his eyes, as if he was unwillingly searching for something.

After all, this is where the dragon veins are.

The formation was shattered, but he couldn't find a trace of dragon energy, so Fat Pig was naturally not reconciled.

At this moment, he suddenly saw the withered pomegranate tree, rolled his eyes, stepped forward and kicked the pomegranate tree to pieces.

Observed carefully for a moment at the broken mark of the pomegranate tree, then slapped his thigh: "Damn it, I was cut off by this kid again!"

After saying this, Fat Pig turned his head and walked away with an angry expression, as if someone owed him 500 million.

"Woooooooo..."

Black smoke was billowing from the chimney on the locomotive, and the hissing sound gradually increased.

"Bang, bang, bang,"