Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

After the man in black finished speaking, he didn't seem to intend to continue entanglement.

He and Xu Wu are very clear.

The strength of the two is almost equal to each other, and if they really fight, neither of them may be able to please.

What's more, the two have their own ulterior motives, and each has their own little calculations. If it's not a deep hatred, who would risk his life to make a move.

"Humph!"

Seeing the man in black leave, Xu Wu let out a cold snort in his nasal cavity, and his eyes became darker immediately: "This man has a mysterious origin. I heard that Yang Wancai invited him here at any cost, thinking that he was a top expert to protect him. I didn't expect It turned out to be true."

Big head: "..."

Xu Wu immediately grinned and looked at Zhao Ke: "Don't worry, Granny Hong will not let Yang Wancai go. This guy dares to betray the ghost market. Sooner or later, Granny Hong will serve him on the table."

"dining table?"

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't think deeply, just nodded and laughed.

It was just embarrassing the big head on the side, and all thoughts in his heart were lost: "It's over, the arrangement is clear."

The four of them didn't seem to want to talk too much about this episode.

But everyone's thoughts were actually aggravated invisibly.

Except Wang Mazi and Datou.

Zhao Ke's mind was more focused on the sound he heard just now amidst the ear-piercing sound of swords.

"real or fake?"

Zhao Ke couldn't help becoming suspicious. He suddenly remembered that when he entered the mysterious place before, both the smoking gun and his wife had mentioned it.

In Mysterious Lands, the most important thing...don't trust anyone.

At first, Zhao Ke thought that these words were just a reminder of the insidiousness and cunning of the mysterious place.

But at this moment, thinking about it carefully, Zhao Ke felt more and more that this sentence seemed to be alluding to something.

"kill!"

At this time, a shrill sound of killing came, interrupting Zhao Ke's thoughts.

Zhao Ke looked up and couldn't help but gasped.

Only the walls in front of them were parted, revealing the street they were besieged just now.

But I saw Fat Pig holding a ghost-headed sword, entangled with four postmen alone, and the fighting became more and more fierce.

With the joint efforts of the four postmen, they tried their best to parry Fat Pig's ghost-headed sword.

I saw blood and rotten meat on the skinny body of the fat pig.

Zhao Ke couldn't tell whether the blood and flesh belonged to the fat pig or someone else's.

But judging from the corpses on the ground, these postmen may have suffered heavy losses this time.

After all, a fat pig with a zombie body can completely challenge a master with a fourth level ability.

The only pity is that the process of Fat Pig's advancement was forcibly interrupted because of A Lang.

Otherwise, the strength must be even more brutal.

Although there are many chickens and dogs right now.

But few of them are willing to take action at all costs, under the situation of loose sand, they will naturally be succeeded by the fat pig again and again.

However, Zhao Ke could also tell that the fat pig could hardly last much longer.

As long as he was in a passive situation of being beaten, even though the thunder method killed several people back, the consumption was astonishing enough.

The reason why he was able to last for so long was that this guy was reminded by Zhao Ke in a mysterious ancient tomb.

Together with Yu Qiliang, with the help of the terms of the alliance order, he collected a large amount of postage points.

"That's right, I didn't expect it to be of the blood of a zombie. He has been completely cadaverized. Such a perfect fit has a bright future!"

Xu Wu looked at Fat Pig with his eyes, and couldn't help saying in admiration.

This sentence is Xu Wu's praise from the heart, and it is not fake.

It's just that he doesn't know that Fat Pig is not of zombie blood, but a real big rice dumpling.

"Brother Zhao, do you want me to bring him in now?"

As Xu Wu spoke, he was about to move the fat pig in.

But Zhao Ke suddenly shook his head and stepped forward, "Don't worry, can you please pull those three guys in?"

What Zhao Ke was referring to were three guys hiding in the dark and shooting sniper arrows.

The reason why Fat Pig is so passive is that these three guys keep shooting cunning arrows behind his back.

Hearing this, Xu Wu nodded, "Yes, but let me tell you first, I won't help you kill someone."

"Hey, just pull them in one by one. Of course I won't bother you."

Zhao Ke grinned, and the cold murderous intent in Zhao Ke's eyes was like a dancing flame. He took out a bottle from his storage ring and handed it to Wang Mazi.

After Wang Mazi took over, his eyes lit up, as if he understood what Zhao Ke wanted.

I saw Xu Wu holding a long stick in his hand.

Immediately, a layer of faint ripples spread around under the long staff.

……

"Quick, I'm afraid this guy won't be able to hold on anymore!"

The four postmen of the melee type took turns to strike, each of them trying to hold the fat pig with a knife, and give the others a chance to sneak attack on the fat pig from the gap.

On the roof not far away, two men and a woman kept taking advantage of the opportunity to attack Fat Pig.

All three have special abilities.

Especially the woman, in her thirties, with red and white paintwork on the smoke ring.

With a shy and incomprehensible tone, he recited a strange incantation.