Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

In the side corridor, his head suddenly exploded, and a sharp arrow directly penetrated his head.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ke also turned his head subconsciously at the same time.

"Push!"

There was a sharp breaking wind in the air, and at the same time, an arrow with a white feather at the end flew past Zhao Ke's earlobe.

With a sound of "Bang!", the arrow pierced the concrete wall, and the arrow was directly buried deep in the wall. The tip of the arrow buzzed in the air, and a drop of bright red blood flowed along Feathers drooped.

"So fast!"

When Zhao Ke wiped his cheek, he saw a long and thin wound on his face, which was cut open by the feather of the arrow's tail.

Looking back, he looked behind him in surprise, and there was nothing behind him.

"I... I can't see him??"

At this time, Lei Mu had fully recovered, and kept looking around for Zhao Ke, but there was nothing around.

Zhao Ke slowly opened his hands, and there was already a huge wave in his heart: "What kind of ability is this?"

There was no prediction, no sound, and even after the attack, not even a single trace was left. Even though Zhao Ke knew that there must be some gap in the opponent's space, allowing him to kill himself.

But Zhao Ke never imagined that the opponent's attack method would be so amazing.

What makes Zhao Ke even more incomprehensible is why, through the window, he can see himself who has been shot through by the arrow.

If the other party wants to kill him, the sudden arrow just now has enough lethality. If I hadn't seen the scene outside the window, another picture of myself being killed, I am afraid that I just took the arrow, and I would definitely avoid it. not open.

"Could it be that the shortcoming of this space lies in the people outside??"

A thought came to Zhao Ke's mind, and he glanced again, and saw that there was an explosion sound from his left window, dust splashed everywhere, and Zhao Ke even saw a broken arm of his own flying out.

"not good!"

Zhao Ke's heart was startled, and before he could take any action, a sense of fiery heat caused Zhao Ke's heart to fall into hell in an instant. When he turned his head, he saw the iron door on his side, a mass of red flames. , has overflowed from around the gate.

Zhao Ke's face shook involuntarily, and he cursed, "Fuck me!"

The moment Zhao Ke's voice fell, there was a violent explosion.

"Hey! Did you hear the explosion?"

On the sofa, Wang Peng suddenly opened his eyes. The room in front of him was in a mess, and there was blood everywhere. The originally cozy room had turned into a Shura hell.

Hearing Wang Peng's words, Shen Kun poked his head out of the toilet, bare body, wearing only a pair of underpants, exuding a strong pungent bloody smell, with blood all over his body, he looked like a blood man .

He was holding an arm in his hand, a very thin arm, definitely not an adult's hand.

Shen Kun listened again and said, "Maybe it's thunder."

"Boss, did you hear wrong? Are you too tired?"

Zheng Hu came out of the bedroom, scratched his head, and continued: "Why don't we just start a fire and burn the whole place down, so it's easy to clean up."

After Zheng Hu finished speaking, Shen Kun couldn't help curling his lips, and sarcastically said: "You know the trouble too, and you beat people to pieces as soon as you make a move."

Shen Kun pointed to the minced meat all over the room, and he couldn't throw the corpse into the postal album, so Shen Kun could only throw the minced meat into the sewer and flush it away.

As for some intact corpses, those that could be collected were thrown into the stamp album, and those that could not be chopped up and flushed into the sewer together.

"Drafting grandma, I don't do my best. What if there are two, one big and one young, one is a postman and the other is a murderer? If I don't work, you think I'm lazy. If I do, you think I'm troublesome. Shen Kun can do anything for you." By the way, you are an afterthought!"

Seeing that Shen Kun and Zheng Hu were arguing together, Wang Peng couldn't help rubbing his forehead with his hand, and said in his heart, "The team will be disbanded when this f*ck goes back."

Although, the people in the horror space are all so-called projections.

But looking at a thin and fair child, he witnessed his father being crushed in the head by Zheng Hu, screaming again, and being beaten to pieces by Zheng Hu.

"stew!"

Wang Peng was always in a bad mood, and the smell of blood in the room made him a little unbearable. Looking at the drawn curtains, he simply stood up, opened the curtains, and wanted to open the window a crack to let in some air.

I saw the curtains opened, and I could see drops of water sliding down the glass.

Wang Peng swept his eyes away, and when he saw the brightly lit lights of several houses not far away, he couldn't help saying in his heart: "It's so late, why are there so many people still not sleeping?"

Wang Peng just thought about it in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously, and opened the glass.

Suddenly a gust of cool wind gushed in through the cracks in the glass, and he took a deep breath. The icy cool breeze, mixed with a bit of the fishy smell of rainwater, made Wang Peng feel much more refreshed.

Rubbing his numb skin, Wang Peng raised his head and looked out, but with just a glance, Wang Peng's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he vaguely saw several double images.

"too tired?"

Wang Peng saw a few double images, but Wang Peng didn't care. He rubbed his eyes with his hands, and looked again, but saw that the double images had not disappeared. Through the glass in front of him, Wang Peng's eyelids gradually widened.

With the cold wind blowing in, Wang Peng felt a chill rushing up his neck along his steps, and his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Kun seemed to have dealt with the corpses. When he walked out of the toilet, he saw Wang Peng standing in front of the window in a daze, asking questions as he walked forward.

Seeing that the scene outside was exactly the same as his own, Wang Peng's pupils tightened suddenly, and he screamed suddenly: "Don't go forward!"

"what?"

Shen Kun didn't understand what it meant for a moment. He stepped forward with one foot, and the moment he saw his bare feet, a terrifying scene happened.

Chapter 262 Photo Wall (two chapters in one)

"don't want!"

Wang Peng rushed forward, trying to stop Shen Kun, but he was a step too late after all.

Shen Kun was stunned for a moment, before he understood what happened, he heard a "bang!", followed by a piercing chill, which went down his backyard and instantly penetrated his heart.

"Push!"

Blood splattered on the ceiling, Wang Peng was dumbfounded, and Zheng Hu, who heard the movement, walked out quickly. After seeing this scene, he couldn't help but his pupils circled, his expression was astonished, and he couldn't accept the scene in front of him for a while.

An icicle with a diameter as thick as an adult's arm pierced out from under the floor and above Shen Kun's head, lifting him up in the air.

The blood mixed with the yellow liquid flowed down the icicle, dyeing the icicle into a blood column in an instant.

"Damn!"

Wang Peng wiped the blood off his face, slammed his fists on the floor, turned around suddenly, and looked out the window.