Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Yang Wancai turned his head and looked at Gan Hua: "A Lang has such strength at such a young age, which is enviable. If there is a chance in the future, he may have the qualifications to become a senior postman."

Gan Hua was taken aback for a moment, then nodded and laughed.

Indeed, A Lang is a genius, and in reality he is a top student.

Don't think that the knowledge learned in reality is useless in the horror space.

Ah Lang was such a person who used real knowledge to show the power of a silver-level stamp from an ordinary stamp, so Gan Hua took a fancy to him and recruited him as his right-hand man.

However, just when Gan Hua was proud, Yang Wancai's voice suddenly changed, and under his sword eyebrows, there was a gleam of worry in his eyes: "If my guess is right, although Ah Lang can display quasi-fifth-level abilities, his shortcomings It must be very deadly, and things will be reversed when they are extreme."

Yang Wancai didn't say anything more after he said this.

Even so, Gan Hua's expression was not very good-looking, after all, Yang Wancai had unwittingly revealed many of Ah Lang's secrets.

In fact, as Yang Wancai said.

Just like Ah Lang's Lightning Inducing Technique, this ability was developed by himself.

Who would have imagined that the powerful Lightning Attraction Technique was actually developed through the cooperation of two ordinary postage stamps and a silver thunder halberd.

And the fire phoenix prairie fire is also an ability independently developed by A Lang himself.

Very powerful ability, quasi-fifth level, even consumption is terrifyingly low.

But the price is that A Lang's body can no longer bear the load of other stamps.

He gobbled up more than a dozen physical-improving stamps, completely abandoning any offensive, supportive ones.

Only in this way can his body be guaranteed to maintain such an overloaded state.

In other words, Alang is an independent combination from many stamp sets.

No one can imitate, and it is destined that no one can surpass.

Because apart from Ah Lang himself, the combination of this set of stamps is the difference between geniuses and ordinary people like them.

"what!"

At this time, Yang Wancai's expression suddenly became strange: "No!"

Everyone couldn't help looking at Yang Wancai.

I saw Yang Wancai's expression became very strange, and he looked back at Gan Hua: "Ghost City didn't give me any reminder about the fulfillment of the reward conditions, which means that Wang Gouzi may not be dead."

"impossible!"

Gan Hua's eyes were wide open, and he jumped up from the chair as if his butt was on fire.

With quasi-fifth-level abilities, even mid-level postmen can instantly kill them.

It is impossible for Wang Gouzi not to die.

"God of Wealth, are you sure you haven't received any reminders of the ghost market? Is it because you have too many news in your stamp album? Didn't you notice?"

Shao Bing frowned and asked.

I saw Yang Wancai's expression froze, and there was a little displeasure in his expression: "Do you need me to show you my stamp album?"

After Yang Wancai said this, he saw the mysterious man in black lying behind Yang Wancai calmly.

"This……"

Shao Bing's face turned cold, he was just taking the opportunity to test it out, he didn't expect Yang Wancai to be so sensitively aware of his intentions.

Fortunately, Daimei stepped forward in time and rounded up the words: "God of Wealth, why do you think so, who doesn't know that you are a master of wealth, and we may not see the good things in your stamp album in eight lifetimes, and we will never see them again." Don't dare to think about it, you are overthinking."

"Humph!"

Yang Wancai let out a cold snort in his nasal cavity, then frowned, and his eyes were cold: "This kid is not dead, there must be some new changes, our plan must be accelerated, seize the control of Fuyun City as soon as possible, and then crush him to death , but crushing an ant to death."

Speaking of this plan, the three of Gan Hua straightened their expressions, and they were also very moved by the treasure in the secret place in Fuyun City.

In particular, Yang Wancai speculated that it might be a treasure no less than a golden stamp.

This is the main reason why the three of them agreed to the plan.

As Yang Wancai said just now, without the golden stamp, it is impossible to reach the fifth level, let alone the sixth level.

So the three of them stood up, bowed their hands to Yang Wancai and said, "Listen to the God of Wealth."

At the same time, at the other end, the floating island that was originally like a paradise has changed drastically.

In the mountains and forests, there is no vegetation.

Hot magma flows down the hillside.

The entire floating island is like a piece of purgatory on earth, a desperation where strangers are not allowed to enter.

It's just that at this time, if he could choose, Zhao Ke would rather be in this desperate place outside.

"Ding ~ dong ~ ding ding——"

The melodious sound of music in the ear is like playing a piece of music from nature.

The beautiful melody makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"It turns out that this music box is such a prop, but how do you know?"

Zhao Ke looked at the fairy-tale-like world in front of him with his eyes. The snowflakes as big as goose feathers were not dense, but gave people a special sense of beauty.

The exquisite decoration around it is like a fine work of art.

While talking, Zhao Ke tentatively asked the big man why he knew the existence of this music box.

In other words, who is this guy?

"Ahhh~"

It's just that the big man opened his mouth. Even if he wanted to tell Zhao Ke, he couldn't help it. His mouth had been burned away.

From the injuries on his body, it is not difficult to guess how badly he was injured at that time.

It is a great luck to be able to survive until now.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but let out a long breath, and tried his best to suppress his depressed tone.

"Okay, I know you can't talk, but when are we going to jump like this, and what the hell are we wearing bikinis?"