Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

This made Miss Dai feel uneasy, as if Zhao Ke was always waiting for her to speak.

So I opened my mouth a few times, but swallowed all the words back into my stomach.

Seeing that Zhang Peng didn't speak for a long time, Zhao Ke lost his patience and took out the blood hammer from the stamp album and held it in his hand: "Forget it, it's more reliable to do it myself."

Seeing Zhao Ke lift the hammer, Zhang Peng's expression changed suddenly: "Wait! I'll give it to you, but you have to sign a contract with me."

"Nonsense, give it if you want, I mean what I say, and I don't have time for you to delay."

Zhao Ke was completely impatient, so he asked Zhang Peng to open the postal album as he spoke, and pressed him step by step without giving Zhang Peng time to breathe.

Seeing Zhang Peng still hesitating.

Zhao Ke's face was covered with a layer of frost, and he raised the hammer and was about to strike.

"Wait, I'll give it to you!"

Zhang Peng's expression changed suddenly. At this time, he could only take a gamble and hand over the stamps and postage points in his stamp album to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke took a look, this guy was quite rich, with more than 2000 postal points, just enough to make up for the consumption caused by the punishment of God.

As for the golden stamp, as Zhang Peng said, it doesn't suit him.

But it doesn't fit, that's the golden stamp too.

"Something is here for you."

Zhang Peng looked at Zhao Ke warily, and after seeing Zhao Ke nodded, he said solemnly: "No, you still haven't given me one thing!"

"What?" Zhang Peng was stunned for a moment, feeling a bad premonition in his heart. Zhao Ke silently raised his blood hammer, aimed at Zhang Peng's head and said, "Your points!"

Chapter 1143

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Zhang Peng's head was very hard. In order to smash it open, Zhao Ke also used all his strength.

For a moment, the sound of flesh and metal colliding made everyone present look at each other.

"You are not trustworthy!"

Dai Mei stood aside but couldn't stop her. She could only watch Zhao Ke smash Zhang Peng's head to pieces, and looked at Zhao Ke with disgust.

"Don't worry, I will personally write a commendation for you, encouraging you to kill relatives righteously."

Zhao Ke didn't seem to hear Dai Mei's words, but encouraged him loudly.

As for the issue of credit, hehe, Zhao Ke doesn't think it's a wise way to trust a poisonous snake who will retaliate against him at any time.

Zhang Peng's death, in addition to contributing 15 points to him, also brought a full [-] points of resentment to Blood Hammer.

It was conceivable that Zhang Peng felt resentment towards him in his heart.

After killing Zhang Peng, Zhao Ke took out another silver stamp from his postal album, then put away the blood hammer, turned around contentedly, and said to the other guests: "The sinner has been executed, I believe that the eldest son will die in heaven." It will also be very gratifying to have a soul.”

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he saw that all the guests had complicated expressions and didn't know what to say.

Praising Wang Liushou for being happy and quick to solve the case?

Look at the side of the sect ordering the white-haired person to give the black-haired person, it is not appropriate to praise at this time.

However, the disciples of the Quanzhen sect felt disgusted by Zhao Ke's cruel methods, but they felt that Zhao Ke was a snake-hearted person, and they should not be friends with each other.

As for the two guys, Hei Zhuo and Tianyu, who had left long ago, they obviously didn't plan to stay and serve as Zhao Ke's spearmen.

Only the Dai girl trembled with anger, but there was nothing she could do.

The official status of Zhao Ke's representative is not only the court, but also power.

They can assassinate Zhao Ke, but they must not openly turn against Zhao Ke.

Perhaps no one would have thought that a mere official would make everyone feel so troublesome.

In fact, it’s no wonder they couldn’t think of this problem.

Just from the day they became postmen, they have rarely accepted official rule.

official!

In the minds of most postmen, these two words are more like puppets that can be handled easily, whether it is reality or horror space.

When the strength reaches a certain level, you can get rid of the shackles of the king's law, and no longer be at the mercy of any law, country, or group.

Be free.

Perhaps it was this thought that really killed Zhang Peng.

It was also at this time that they realized that Zhao Ke became an official and would pose such a great threat to them.

Only Zhao Ke would think of using official power to attack these powerful candidates and occupy the most powerful position.

A festive banquet turned into a tragedy in an instant.

Zhao Ke didn't intend to stay any longer, so he quickly left with his people and handed over Zhang Peng's body to the Clan Mansion by the way.

I believe that the Clan Mansion will cut his body into pieces and cut him into pieces.

The task of helping Lu Hao has been completed.

As for Zhang Peng, that was completely an unexpected gain.

But after this incident, Zhao Ke believes that other postmen will also find the benefits of being an official, which is far greater than joining those so-called great religions.

Maybe there are no mysterious exercises in those great religions, or there may be no strange treasures here.

But living in the metropolis, he possesses dreadful power.

If these guys are not stupid, I am afraid that they will also switch to the court in the shortest time.

The only pity is that Zhang Peng's golden stamp is really unique.

It is a curse-type stamp, which can turn one's own curse into a sacred attribute, which cannot be dispelled by any ability.

To use it, you need a lot of special requests.

These requirements, whether it is Zhao Ke or the entire team, no one can meet the standards.

However, this stamp is not useless. You can use it as a sacrifice. With the golden stamp as a sacrifice, the power of the natural prophet should be absolutely no less than the super gemstone from last time.