Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Although Zhao Ke was very disappointed, he didn't plan to pursue it any further. Looking at Lu Hao in front of him, Zhao Ke was really worried that if he opened his mouth to blame him.

Will she take off her clothes immediately and stage a sports drama for herself to pay off her debts.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke's face was as gentle as jade for a moment, and he didn't look like he wanted to blame Lu Hao at all.

Sure enough, I saw Zhao Ke refused to take the trap.

Lu Hao looked even more disappointed than Zhao Ke, but soon Lu Hao's expression changed, and he whispered to Zhao Ke; "I'll send you a message, be careful!"

"Pan three?"

Zhao Ke knows that this guy is very mysterious, but he is also very high-profile, just because he is currently No.1 in the standings.

Zhao Ke didn't even know what the origin of this guy was.

"Pan San is a candidate for Dangchen. Even if Dangchen dies, his identity as a candidate will not be changed. This guy is lucky, he escaped the sweep of Grandma Hong and successfully sneaked into this competition. It is clear that I want to compete with you for the position of the master of the ghost city."

"None of my business!"

Zhao Keman didn't care, he never thought about the ghost city owner, he just hoped to get back the old man's body, so that the old man could finally go to the ground and rest in peace.

Instead of being frozen on the ancestral grave in the ghost market like salted fish.

"Your mistress killed her own father, and you told me to ignore your business?"

"Dad?"

Lu Hao nodded.

"It is said that Dangchen had something to do with a woman from the Red Smoke Pavilion, and later the woman became pregnant. Although I don't know the specific situation, and I don't know why Dangchen thinks the child is his, but at least it is in the meaning of Dangchen. Say, it is indeed dear."

The corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched. If it was really what Lu Hao said, then it was indeed a revenge for killing his father, and he could not share the sky.

Besides, judging from the fact that he ranked first in the third game, this guy should be extremely strong.

The most terrible thing is that Zhao Ke has never seen this guy, and even now he doesn't know who Pan San is.

After Zhao Ke expressed to Lu Hao that he would be careful, he bid farewell to Lu Hao.

The dispute between Buddhism and Taoism has not yet officially started. Before that, Shamanism still has a lot of things to do.

In the ghost city on the other side, as the debate on Buddhism and Taoism began, a new round of gambling was also announced.

But this time Yang Wancai set the odds very carefully, both sides are very balanced, no matter which side wins, the situation like last time will not happen.

The most important thing is that I finally handed over the reserve of 3000 million postal points to Grandma Hong, although I don't know why Grandma Hong, a crazy woman who is about to die, wants such a huge sum of postal points.

But no matter what, his head was hugged.

Facing this new round of gambling, the crowd no longer had the madness of the past. The previous carnival had already made many postmen disheartened.

It even leads to some people doing whatever they want like crazy in reality.

Of course, after these madnesses, what awaits them will be extremely severe punishment from the rules.

At least in this information age full of cameras and various high-tech equipment, postmen, no matter how powerful they are, dare not easily expose themselves in reality.

In particular, I heard that Huawei has released a p30pro recently, which is called a night vision device and has a [-]x zoom, which can be called a telescope.

A few hundred meters away from the high-rise, a pipe was installed at home, but it was posted on the Internet the next day, showing a real version of people sitting at home, and the disaster came from the sky.

Since the shooting function of this kind of mobile phone has become more and more clear, things like dragons, aliens, and gods that were previously photographed online have disappeared without a trace.

Xu An and the others sat on their thrones, their eyes always scanning Granny Hong as if they were close.

From time to time, he looked at Heng Zhe, as if he was asking Heng Zhe if he could implement Plan B.

Heng Zhe's half-closed eyes scanned Granny Hong's body.

too old.

The bloody skeleton throne was stained with strands of white hair that had fallen out.

The old lady sitting on the throne had loose skin hanging down weakly, and even the knife in her hand was only placed on the side of the throne, unable to hold it on her hand.

The old body seems to have reached the limit of life.

The constant listened carefully, until after 1 minute, he heard a faint heartbeat.

If it weren't for the twitching fingers of the red lady, the constants would have thought that this crazy lady would have died long ago.

Seeing this, Heng Zhe couldn't help taking a deep breath, and after moving his stiff joints, he gently tried to stand up from the chair.

"Where to go!"

But just as he moved his butt, he heard Granny Hong's questioning voice, and when he looked up, he saw that Granny Hong's fingers had been placed on the handle of the knife again.

Seeing this, the corners of Hengzhe's mouth twitched a few times, and he simply stood up, snorting coldly in his nasal cavity, his eyes staring at Granny Hong narrowed into a slit, under the cold light that appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Xu An's hands on the side were tightly grasping the chair, and he felt his heart beating faster.

"I want……"

Just listening to the constant voice is as loud as a bell and deafening, making everyone stop what they are doing and look back.

Heng Zhe's pupils closed slightly, and they were tightly locked on the skinny palms of the red granny, a pair of fists creaked, and it took a moment for him to say in a cold voice, "Go to the toilet!"

"puff!"

Xu An on the side was almost choked to death by his own saliva, and when he looked again, he saw Heng Zhe walking out of the room swaggeringly, and ran away without leaving a shadow of him.

Chapter 1156

"This is it? Guardian, why did we choose this place??"

The Shamanist group looked at the drawings and rushed to the so-called station, and couldn't help frowning.

A very desolate place.

With its back against the mountains, there is no stream in front of it, and there is no retreat behind it. Apart from stones, the ground is still stones, and there is not even a relatively complete place.

This is still the front camp, and the two camps behind are in an angle, causing the three camps to be squeezed into the size of one camp, but it is not as big as the chassis of one camp.

As a result, several shamans couldn't help showing puzzled expressions on their faces when they saw it.

Whoever gets assigned to such a camp will be unlucky. Even defense is difficult. The opponent only needs one attack, and they may be forced to a dead end.

I don't understand why Zhao Ke chose such a place as a camp.