Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing what Wang Mazi said, Zhao Ke nodded silently, and his already tense body relaxed.

Glancing at Qiu Bailing, he said, "Let's talk about your affairs."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he turned and left without looking back.

After taking two steps, Zhao Ke seemed to have noticed something, and waved to Jasmine who was hiding in the grass not far away.

"Discovered!"

When Jasmine was stunned and wondering whether to go out, she only heard Zhao Ke shout: "Hey, you two, don't eavesdrop on what adults are saying, children, come out and cook hot pot with me."

Jasmine, who was struggling, suddenly froze, where are the two?Could it be...

As soon as that bad thought came to her mind, Jasmine felt a cold little hand grabbing her ears from the back of her head.

"Of course it's two, or I'll accompany you here to drink the northwest wind? Today you're fined to feed me hot pot!"

After saying this, without giving Jasmine a chance to react, she carried Jasmine out of the bushes like a chicken in her hand.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke couldn't help heaving a long sigh. It seemed that the possibility of Jasmine being able to reverse their soft rice ball tradition in the future was too slim.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke could only hope that Wang Mazi would have a chance to shine.

Under Zhao Ke's hopeful eyes, the corners of Wang Mazi's mouth twitched unconsciously.

After watching off Zhao Ke and the others as they walked away.

Wang Mazi looked at Qiu Bailing in front of him, cleared his throat, and said, "Ahem, I'm not what I used to be... Ah~ you sneak attack!"

"Long!"

Zhao Ke and Jiayu, who had gone far away, looked back and saw a cloud of mushrooms wrapped in dust rising into the air.

"Who do you think will win!"

Zhao Ke asked Jiayu.

Although this girl's current strength is not strong, her aptitude is too heaven-defying, and her vision is sometimes more vicious than her own.

I believe that from the very beginning, this girl sensed that something was wrong with Qiu Bailing, otherwise she would not have quietly hid behind Jasmine to watch the excitement.

"Well, Uncle Wang is worse than that aunt."

After hearing Jiayu's words, Zhao Ke raised his brows. Although this was the expected result, he still asked a little dissatisfied: "It's not much difference, is it?"

After all, Wang Mazi has undergone several transformations, and now his martial arts attainments have been completely reborn. At least among the intermediate postmen, he is definitely one of the strongest melee postmen.

Even if there is a little difference with Qiu Bailing, it should not be much different, at least the difference will not be particularly obvious if you don't try your best.

Jiayu is a small ghost, like a monkey spirit, and nodded obediently after a snicker in his heart: "Yes, yes, you are right, Mr. Leader, let's go eat hot pot."

Zhao Ke curled his lips, obviously this girl was dealing with him.

But don't think too much, since Wang Mazi wants to handle this matter by himself, let him handle it by himself.

After Zhao Ke figured it out, he took the two little guys and walked under Jasmine's body.

The huge jasmine tree is covered with white jasmine flowers.

Zhao Ke prepared a large pot and began to carefully prepare the ingredients for this hot pot.

The monsters that Zhao Ke used as ingredients before were sliced ​​up and scraped alive by Zhao Ke, and one by one was sliced ​​and placed on the plate by Zhao Ke.

As the bright red butter in the hot pot began to boil.

Three monsters, Sambar, Old Tree, and Tao Ji also rushed over one after another.

Camille is in charge of cleaning and arranging the fresh vegetables and serving them to the table.

As for the dwarf tiger, after Zhao Ke specially made a body for him, he burned the charcoal on the sidelines.

The happy scene of the whole family, just ignore the sound of fierce fighting in the distance.

The sounds of fighting continued, but not for long.

When the sound of fighting fell silent, Zhao Ke thought that the two of them would rush over soon, but the time it took for the two of them to write ink was obviously beyond Zhao Ke's expectation.

Until they finished eating the hot pot.

Only then did Zhao Ke see that the disheveled Wang Mazi was following Qiu Bailing with a depressed expression on his face. The first time he saw Zhao Ke, Wang Mazi's smoke circle turned red. The guest opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "I lost..."

Chapter 1181 Great Supreme

Wang Mazi lost.

He lost badly, and Zhao Ke saw about five teeth marks under his torn clothes.

And in the place covered by clothes, I don't know how many there are.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, she looks like a little girl who was violently pushed by the villain.

"Look!"

Jiayu elbowed Jasmine, who was dumbfounded, with her elbow, and cast a smug look at him, as if to warn Jasmine that this is the end of resistance.

Immediately, Jasmine's eyes were filled with despair.

"Hiss..." Zhao Ke took a deep breath. Although he didn't know what happened, Zhao Ke could understand Wang Mazi's grievance in front of him, and even empathized with him.

Patted Wang Mazi on the shoulder and said in a low voice, "I understand you!"

"I'm hungry!"

Qiu Bailing sat down proudly, holding the bowl and chopsticks and started eating.

With the attitude of a winner, he is like a big villain in a TV series who has just done something bad and is still complacent.

It's a pity that Zhao Ke couldn't intervene or help in this kind of matter, so he could only silently pass a piece of ginseng essence to Wang Mazi, and make up for it.

The sambar at the side was secretly proud, and calmly took out a small notebook to record today's events, on which it was written: "Although I am lonely and lonely, the rest are happy and happy. How could it be that my neighbors are so happy? Yea. Adding a sentence later in modern dialect will kill another one!"

"How did you know each other?"

Zhao Ke sat down and re-prepared the hot pot ingredients for the two of them.

At the same time, he asked about it.

Hearing Zhao Ke's question, Wang Mazi's head was almost buried in his job bowl.