Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Let's go, there is still a remnant."

The corners of Yang Wancai's mouth raised slightly, and he walked towards the bedroom that was already on fire, but when he walked in, the smile on Yang Wancai's face froze immediately.

Yuanbi should fall to the ground, and Chu Xiangyun, who was stolen by Lu Hao, disappeared without a trace.

Chapter 958

"Actually..."

Looking at the head rolling down at his feet, although Zhao Ke already had some guesses in his heart, when he really saw Ouyang Shu's head.

Zhao Ke couldn't help feeling the veins twitching on his forehead, and his whole body was icy cold.

"impossible!"

Standing behind Zhao Ke, Wang Mazi screamed in surprise.

Wang Mazi admired Ouyang Shu's strength from the bottom of his heart.

How could such a master be beheaded.

Even if Shao Bing, Gan Hua, and God of Wealth go together, it may not be easy to kill Ouyang Shu.

Besides, this is Fuyun City, and there are thousands of brute force warriors and guards in the City Lord's Mansion.

Under such circumstances, how could Ouyang Shu be killed.

Wang Mazi even suspected for a while that the head in front of him was a fake at all.

However, Zhao Ke did not give Wang Mazi and the others a chance to be dazed, picked up the head on the ground and threw it into the storage ring: "Don't be dazed, run!"

When Zhao Ke's voice fell, he had already run ten meters away.

The backers are all down, if you don't run at this time, you are dying.

As for how Ouyang Shu died, Zhao Ke doesn't care at all now.

"You haven't counted 123 yet."

Fat Pig was muttering in his heart, but his speed was not slow at all.

As if without the burden of that fat body, the fat pig ran surprisingly fast.

As for Wang Mazi and Datou, they were not as fast as Fat Pig, but they were far faster than Zhao Ke.

I saw Datou San rushing behind Zhao Ke, and with one hand, like catching a chicken, he grabbed Zhao Ke's waist and ran forward.

"Hey! They ran away!"

A Gou saw Zhao Ke and the others suddenly speeding up and running forward, and couldn't help but look at Li Fang, the eldest sister, who was at the side.

"Chase!"

Li Fang tied up her hair, and at the same time said to Lan Feng: "Lan Feng, you and the mouse go to the east. It's best to stop them. If you can't stop them, don't let others stop them."

Lan Feng and another team member called the mouse nodded, and saw the mouse grabbing Lan Feng, the figure passed through the crowd, and rushed to another main road, trying to intercept Zhao Ke and others from the side.

Li Fang and the others were extremely fast, but the reactions of other teams were equally swift and abnormal.

Immediately, figures flew out of the crowd from time to time, jumping up and down, stepping on mud tiles and stone pillars, turning around and making the whole street jump up and down.

But the strange thing is that the brute force patrolling around turned a blind eye to this.

They were ordered not long ago to evacuate the crowd, other than that, they ignored the fights of these outsiders.

"Fuck me."

The fat pig ran wildly all the way, looked back, and when he saw behind him, those figures who sprang out had already black faces, but now they were even darker.

"What are you chasing after me, old pig? I'm not in a hurry to buy syrup. I do have 100-year-old puree, but it's passed on to females and not to males."

While the fat pig was running, he didn't forget to say a few cheap words.

Even though his appearance has changed drastically now, someone will recognize him at a glance from this tone of beating.

"It's that fat guy from the Hounds!"

Hearing about the dead fat man, many people around him hated him so much. At the beginning, the fat man had offended many people by relying on the Hounds.

Coincidentally, many enemies are here now, so when they saw the fat pig, their eyes gleamed coldly.

But even so, no one dared to act rashly.

After all, not long ago, Zhao Ke's killing blow was still vivid in his memory.

Although they couldn't make a move, they followed Zhao Ke closely, planning to adapt to the situation.

"Humph!"

On the tall building beside him, the mysterious man who dropped Ouyang Shu's head just now squatted halfway on the balcony, holding an apple in one hand.

He watched the movement below, as if he was watching a big show, eating while watching, and looked at the backs of Zhao Ke and his group with playful eyes.

I can't tell what kind of gaze it was.

"stop!"

During the chase, someone finally stopped holding back, a thin and small figure quickly shuttled through the crowd like a ghost, and appeared behind the big head the next moment.

Raising the dagger in his hand, he saw the dagger bursting out with scorching hot light in this person's hand.

It pierced Zhao Ke's head like a shooting star.

Zhao Ke's expression changed slightly.

But it wasn't because of the knife in front of him.

The sharp blade pierces through the void, but Zhao Ke doesn't notice it.

Because Zhao Ke could tell that the opponent's strength was far from reaching the intermediate level.

It turned out to be a low-level postman.

In fact, this is not surprising, after all, there are not many intermediate postmen.

Most of them entered the first batch, the land of mystery.

In this group of people, many people followed around Qi Liang, ignoring those who died in some mysterious ancient tomb.