Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, calmed down, and said with a smile on his face: "With all due respect, is the pile of things on your face shit?"

The woman was taken aback when she heard the words, but before she could speak, the two chicken heads who followed behind her suddenly turned dark, and stepped forward, looking at Zhao Ke and Zhang Haigen: "Brother, what do you mean, what do you mean if you are not satisfied. "

When the two chicken heads said this, their hands were already in their trouser pockets.

Zhao Ke didn't even need to look to know that nine out of ten he was touching a knife. This kind of low-level street gangster-style fairy dance, if you often live near the train station, you may encounter it occasionally.

Zhao Ke glanced at Zhang Haigen, meaning that you will handle this matter.

Zhang Haigen glanced at Zhao Ke's eyes and understood what it meant. He took a step forward, held the arm of the bald man on the left with one hand, and said with a smile, "Where are you talking? Come on, let's take a step to talk."

The man glanced at Zhang Haigen's hand and wanted to shake it away, but he didn't know that he hadn't used any force yet, but he found that Zhang Haigen's palm was like an iron tongs, and when he twisted his fingers slightly, a heart-rending pain caused the bald boy to twitch his mouth. His face was flushed from the pain, and his hands in his trouser pockets couldn't even hold a knife.

"Why, don't you give me face!"

Zhang Haigen squinted his eyes, with a smile that was not a smile, which made the bald boy's heart tighten suddenly, knowing that he had encountered a scum, he nodded, followed Zhang Haigen back two steps, and walked to the corner of the stairs.

Immediately, he didn't know what Zhang Haigen said to the other party, after stuffing him with something he didn't know, he patted the bald boy on the forehead, and the bald boy immediately nodded and listened obediently.

After a while, I saw the bald boy beckoning to his companion, and after pulling his companion away, he turned around and left.

"Hey!"

Sensing that something was wrong, the woman's expression was no longer as calm as before, and she turned her head and shouted to her two companions, "Brother Zhou, where are you going?"

"Xiaokui, we will smoke downstairs, you can figure it out yourself."

Having said this, the bald boy hurriedly dragged his companion into the elevator.

Seeing that the two companions were about to leave, the woman suddenly felt bad: "I won't do this order."

The woman was about to leave after saying this, but Zhao Ke roughly grabbed her shoulder and pressed her against the wall. Before the woman opened her mouth to bite and shout, Zhao Ke had already clamped the knife around the woman's neck.

"If you want to leave, your companion has already collected the money. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave if you leave like this. Don't worry, I won't harm you. Give me a job. This matter is over."

When Zhao Ke said this, his pupils flickered with a faint light, and the ghost spell was activated, which made the woman's tense spirit gradually disintegrate, and she nodded blankly.

Zhao Ke didn't completely confuse her, because a woman who looked like a walking corpse couldn't perform a sexy dance that could make people's hearts flutter, but it was still easy to use ghosts to calm her down.

It has to be said that Zhao Ke's control over his abilities has reached a level of perfection.

This is not only possible with the precise increase of the stamp "Puppet Master", but also because of Zhao Ke's own talent.

He controlled the woman to walk into the fire escape, and after a few minutes, he saw Zhao Ke pulling the woman out again.

The woman who came out again couldn't help but make Zhang Haigen's eyes brighten, she removed her heavy makeup, and after being re-made by Zhao Ke, although she didn't have that wild taste, she looked more Xiaojiabiyu, coquettish and tender.

Especially the repainted eyeliner at the corners of the eyes, and the bright red lips, which immediately added a lot of color to that ordinary face.

As for the clothes, Zhao Ke put on a large coat, which instead covered up his good figure.

"Go, which room, do as I say, it's that simple!"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, the woman nodded, walked carefully to the door, looked back at Zhao Ke, and finally calmed down after seeing Zhao Ke's encouraging eyes.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Ke pulled Zhang Haigen away, walked into the fire escape and hid, leaving room for the woman to improvise.

At the same time, the bald boy in the elevator looked extremely excited. Standing in the elevator, he was not shaking his head and shaking his fist.

"Brother, you... just threw my sister-in-law upstairs?"

Seeing this, the young man next to the bald boy was a little puzzled, he had never seen such a happy man wearing a cuckold.

Although my sister-in-law often picks up customers and the bald man is in charge of pimping, I have never seen such a happy time.

Hearing his brother's words, the bald boy turned his head and smiled, hooked his arms around the young man's shoulders, and said with a sincere expression, "Brother, if you want to live a decent life, you must have a little green on your head, look!"

After the bald boy said this, he reached out and took out a small piece of golden gold.

Although it is small in size, it is full of weight, at least one or two catties. According to the current gold price, this is not a small fortune.

"That much gold, really?"

"Of course it's real. I've tested it. It's real gold! It's more real than my wife."

The bald boy carefully put away the gold, patted his brother on the shoulder and said, "I'm treating guests tonight, let's have a good drink, and then buy some powder to make yourself comfortable, remember, you want tonight..."

The bald boy was talking, and put his hand on the young man's buttocks.

The young man was stunned for a moment, with a charming smile on his face, and nodded: "Understood, it has been washed long ago."

The two were talking, the young man looked at the floor lights of the elevator, and was suddenly taken aback, rubbed his eyes, stared at the numbers on the floor lights, and said in surprise: "Brother, why does this elevator go up?"

Hearing this, the bald man said indifferently, "Hey, someone must be building an elevator up there."

However, the young man shook his head, looked back at the bald boy, and said, "No, this is already up to the 17th floor. This building seems to have only 17 floors. Where did the [-]th floor come from?"

When the bald man heard this, he looked up at the number of stairs, and then at the elevator buttons. There were indeed only 12 floors.

But the floor table has risen to the 17th floor, oh!No, it should be said that it has already risen to the 18th floor.

Seeing this, the bald boy and the young man couldn't help but look at each other, and their expressions turned ugly.

"Ding!"

At this time, the elevator came to a slow stop, and the two of them stared at the elevator door without daring to blink.

I just felt the chills in my back. It was obviously summer, but the biting cold air made the goose bumps on the two of them stand up uncontrollably.

"Buzz..."

At this time, the elevator door opened slowly. Seeing this, the bald boy and the two couldn't help holding their breath. They took out the switchblade from their trouser pockets and held it tightly in their hands.

However, as the door opened, it was pitch black, but there was nothing.

After taking a closer look, the bald boy reached out and pressed the door close button of the elevator, and the elevator closed slowly.

The hearts of the two also gradually relaxed. They saw the bald boy patted his chest and let out a long breath: "Damn, I was scared to death. The elevator must be malfunctioning."

While saying this, when the bald boy turned around, his pupils couldn't help but see that behind the young man, at some point, there was an extra woman.

Chapter 252 Really Exciting

"Boom!"

Following the knock on the door, there was a burst of impatient inquiries from behind the door, and only a woman's voice was heard: "Send...deliver the courier."