Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Hei Zhuo thought about it and just came up with this sentence, but Tianyu looked at Hei Zhuo like an idiot.

"You are a pig brain, you don't have the real thing, what do you use to publish the item information, you just posted the barrage, and people came to the door, indicating that this business is done by the Red Smoke Pavilion, at least the Red Smoke Pavilion can't get rid of it, they have plenty of it There is no way you can sell it."

After finishing speaking, Tianyu showed a sinister smile on his face and said, "When the time comes, you can just stay in the parking space and daydream."

After hearing the explanation from Tianyu.

Even if Hei Zhuo is a fool, he should understand what's going on.

After standing there in a daze for a while, he screamed, "Black, really fucking black."

He was yelling and cursing, but he rushed out without stopping. He wanted to chase Yang Wancai and sell the parking space in his hands as soon as possible.

But within 5 minutes, Hei Zhuo walked back with a smile on his face.

"Sold it?" Tianyu asked with a smile on his face.

"Yeah! 75 positions were sold."

Tianyu frowned when he heard the words, and said strangely: "Then you can still laugh?"

"hey-hey."

Hei Zhuo grinned, leaned over with a mysterious face and said in a low voice: "I just saw Yuan Liang, the candidate of Heng Zhe, and he only sold 60 points, ha ha ha ha."

Hearing this, Tianyu raised a victor's smile at the corner of his mouth, and the displeasure with Yang Wancai in his heart dissipated a lot immediately.

In front of the Red Smoke House, Yang Wancai politely sent the seller out the door.

At the same time, the remaining 100 postal points will be traded.

Seeing the 100 postal points that the transaction gave him, Yuan Liang said unhappily: "Can't you give me more performance fees?"

"Hey, one performance at 100 o'clock postage, if you were in reality, I'm afraid you won't make as much money as a star."

"But 60 o'clock postal points is too little for one position." Yuan Liang looked at the postal points in his hand, and tentatively asked Yang Wancai if he could give him some more postal points.

Seeing this, Yang Wancai looked embarrassed, struggled for a while, and said in a low voice: "Then you ask other candidates, I will accept 50 for one position, and I will give you 10 postage points as a commission."

"Deal." Yuan Liang narrowed his eyes, and after reaching a deal with Yang Wancai, he turned around and left the ghost market, apparently looking for other candidates.

After Yuan Liang left, Yang Wancai stood alone in front of the gate of the Red Smoke Hall.

Looking at the passers-by, a smug smile appeared on his face, and he smiled coldly in his heart, thinking about the completion of his acquisition plan.

I believe that when the next day, people will be surprised to find that when the price of a parking space has soared to 500 postal cents, they wonder if these candidates will hate themselves to death.

Chapter 1052 Still coming? ?

A ray of fragrance from Ji Wusui's plump red lips hit Zhao Ke's earlobe.

Suddenly, the crispy numbness flowed down Zhao Ke's earlobe like a ray of electricity and flowed all over his body.

"There's something wrong with you today!"

Zhao Ke's eyes were blurred, and he greedily sniffed the faint scent of body fragrance in Ji Wusui's hair.

Both hands restlessly penetrated into Ji Wusui's red clothes.

"I gotta go!"

Zhao Ke's hands froze, but he still nodded: "I know, the rules don't allow you to show up this time."

"No, not just this time, I'm going back, back to Kunlun."

Zhao Ke didn't speak, his hands became more forceful, and he roughly tore apart Ji Wusui's clothes.

Looking at the almost perfect body in front of him, Zhao Ke took a deep breath greedily, and hugged Ji Wusui in his arms with his hot body: "What are you going back for, what is there that deserves your going back!"

"Enlightenment!"

Ji Wusui's voice was very soft, but it was undeniably firm.

Zhao Ke's heart twitched, and all the words he had to say for a while were blocked in his throat in front of these two words, and he couldn't say a word.

He doesn't know what the Word is.

But he knew very well in his heart that as long as he hooked up with Dao for anything, he would never be able to pull it back.

Chao Wen Dao Xi can die.

Ji Wusui wants to become enlightened, he can't stop her, and he can't stop her either.

Otherwise, what's the point of her lying in the coffin for so long.

Zhao Ke really wanted to hold Ji Wusui's hand and let her be with him forever.

But Zhao Ke couldn't say these words.

Ji Wusui is a different woman, she is very strong, when she was alive, she was the time among the top ten postmen.

After death, she is still youthful and youthful, and she wants to find another way to use the corpse to become enlightened.

If you want her to become a woman who stays by your side, become a vase that is willing to be reduced to a display.

Then she is not Ji Wusui.

After a long silence, Zhao Ke rested his head on Ji Wusui's neck and whispered, "Can you come back?"

Ji Wusui pushed hard, pushed Zhao Ke to sit on the bed, sat on Zhao Ke's waist, condescendingly lifted Zhao Ke's chin with his fingers: "I won't come back, come find me if you have the ability."

Zhao Ke grinned when he heard this, and violently tore off Ji Wusui's skirt with both hands, opened his mouth to reveal sharp canine teeth, and bit Ji Wusui hard.

At the same time, he shouted: "You can go if you want, but kneel down and sing Conquer for me today."

As he spoke, Zhao Ke bit his teeth hard on Ji Wusui's skin, wanting to imprint his own marks on her snow-white body.

However, with one bite, Zhao Ke completely forgot that Ji Wusui was the ancestor of the zombie.

With a sound of "Crack!", the tiger tooth flew out without the seal biting on it.

But Zhao Ke didn't care, it was too hard here, so he found a soft place to bite.

Immediately, I saw Zhao Ke staring at Ji Wusui's chest with bewitching eyes.

"Hmph! It's not certain who will kneel down to whom."

Sensing that Zhao Ke wanted to turn over, Ji Wusui pressed Zhao Ke's shoulder with both hands, and pushed Zhao Ke down again.