Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

With the sound of breaking wind, the ghost soldier subconsciously reached out and grabbed it.

With a sneer, he raised his hand to have a look.

Immediately, the eyeballs of the three ghost soldiers were about to pop out.

A thick pile of precious banknotes, as thick as an old brick.

The weight is heavy, at least about three catties.

The most important thing is that the amount of each note is in the amount of one million taels, such a thick stack of money.

The three ghost soldiers only needed to flash a rough number in their minds, and then there was a buzzing in their heads, and they felt their feet go weak.

At this moment, Liao Qiu suddenly raised his fist and hit the head ghost soldier on the face.

"Eat me with a money punch!"

The cotton-like fist made the ghost soldier back three feet, and his body limply fell to the ground.

The other two ghost soldiers glanced at each other, and suddenly covered their chests: "Oh, I...we can't stop it, ouch..."

Under the exaggerated and embarrassing acting skills, the two ghost soldiers waved their hands, one pushed away the shackles around them, and the other swayed and pushed the other shackles to the ground.

There are two errants who are still unresponsive, and they still don't understand what's going on.

Standing there stupidly.

Seeing this, the other two ghost soldiers raised their fists angrily, and each of them hit the top of the pot. After knocking out the two ghost servants neatly, they fell to the ground with a look of powerlessness.

Immediately, a broad avenue was opened in front of the three of them.

Seeing the strange ghost soldiers lying on the ground, Liao Qiu stared disdainfully, and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm: "Bah, a bunch of trash!"

Chapter 1036

Liao Qiu is very poor.

How poor are you?

I remember that when I came here, the consignment fee for the ferry was only earned by Ge Erdan who went to prostitutes by live broadcasting women's clothing.

Don't get me wrong, Ge Erdan's live broadcast was a failure, because he had no money in his pocket to find a young lady, but he managed to expose an illegal health care facility and was rewarded by the police.

This earned the money for the ferry consignment.

If Zhao Ke hadn't picked them up at the ferry port, they wouldn't even have the money to refuel the car.

But Liao Qiu is very rich.

How rich is it?

His parents were high-level aerospace companies.

As long as he is willing to make a phone call obediently, and tell his father in tears that he failed to start a business.

I believe his father will drive that Bugatti to pick him up and inherit hundreds of millions of assets.

But Liao Qiu didn't like the money.

Because his grandmother left him a fortune that would make even ghosts bow their heads.

Simply put, Liao Qiu is very rich, no matter in the underworld or in the underworld.

This guy is a rich rich second generation.

However, compared to the wad of money thrown out just now, Liao Qiu was more distressed by the three [-] banknotes that were just torn off by the three ghost soldiers.

Because only these three pieces of money are made by his wish to catch ghosts and cross ghosts during this period of time, and earn from ghosts.

For Liao Qiu, this is the money that really belongs to him.

Picking up the debris on the ground again, Liao Qiu raised his foot and kicked the ass of a bad guy: "Get up, don't pretend to be dead, help me lift him up."

Liao Qiu clearly remembered that this mountain road was not easy to walk.

Because the road up the mountain is paved with this big bluestone, if a living person steps on it, they will be fixed on it and cannot move.

Only ghosts can climb it.

"You are too much!"

Yin Cha, who was kicked awake, opened his eyes a little annoyed, only to see Liao Qiu slap him across the face.

Under the loud applause, a golden treasure was pasted on the ghost messenger's face.

Immediately, the ghost messenger immediately got up from the ground angrily, and put his other face closer: "Slap again, we brothers, let's send you up together."

Liao Qiu: "..."

A group of servants climbed up from the ground, put the white sails in their hands together to form a temporary sedan chair, and lifted the four of Zhao Ke and walked up.

"Hey, why did you suddenly set up a card at the foot of the mountain this time?"

Liao Qiu sat in front and asked the errand at the side.

As soon as they heard this, the complexions of a few bad guys suddenly turned bad.

I only heard a ghost scolded: "I don't know that wicked thing, I stole the soul bricks laid here. Those soul bricks were originally used to prevent some evil spirits from approaching the city of vain death, but they were stolen. None left."

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched.

Immediately look at the nose with the eyes, and the heart with the nose, with an old man at ease, and his mind is too vain. Of course, he will not admit that he pried away all the big bluestones on this road.

"So, those big bluestones that can fix the soul are gone?"

"No, what you're stepping on now is all fake. It's just a fool. After all, such a big loss can't be reported to the higher authorities. You can only set up a fake one outside and deal with it. Otherwise, why would you treat us? Mobilized to the foot of the mountain to live a hard life."

"Yeah, pay attention to this bullshit. It was brought up by a group of ghosts recently. I heard that this guy is still an official in Yangjian. They can easily handle such things!"

The two ghosts finished speaking.

Liao Qiu was stunned: "Then we are still slowly using what you are carrying, let us down, and we will go by ourselves!"

The speed of these bad times is really too slow.

By the time they walked up, the price gems on Miaomiao's chest would probably be used up.

Although it didn't affect him, Liao Qiu wanted to buy some more time for He Quanshun, even if it took a few more minutes, it would be better, and the result was that he left in a hurry and couldn't even say goodbye.