Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

However, at this time, seeing the black jacket suddenly think of something, he reached out and took out a flashlight from his pocket, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, I was prepared!"

As soon as he said this, he saw the black jacket turn on the flashlight and shine a light on it.

When the light shone through, I saw the black jacket and the young man, and I was stunned at the same time. I felt a chill creeping up my spine, and the hairs all over my body stood on end.

In front of them, there was actually a coffin!

"There is a ghost!"

The young man screamed, and was about to run, rolling down the steps.

As the saying goes, people scare people and scare people to death.

To be yelled by the young man, not to mention a human being, even a ghost would be terrified.

"and many more……"

He saw that the black jacket's face was pale, and when the young man shouted, the black jacket felt a thousand pounds on his chest, thumping inside, as if he had a baby in his pocket, his heart was disturbed, and he couldn't stop beating.

He wanted to call his companion to pull him, but when he opened his mouth, he realized that he had lost his voice and couldn't even utter a word.

It was a very cold day, but I saw a white mist rising from the crotch of the black jacket. Accompanied by the foul smell, the black jacket softened and sat on the ground without even the strength to move. .

After a while, the black jacket gradually took a breath, and turned around to call his companion's name a few times, but no one responded.

"Bastard, go out and kill you bastard!"

After the black jacket cursed, he raised his head and looked at the coffin in front of him.

Faced with fear, people either collapse or become angry. Black Jacket has already collapsed, and now it's his turn to be angry.

After looking around, there was nothing there, and the black jacket gritted his teeth and got up from the ground and said, "It doesn't matter if you are a human or a ghost, even if it is really a corpse, I will be a gold captain today!"

After saying this, the black jacket stepped forward, put his hand on the coffin, took a deep breath, and pushed it lightly, and heard a "buzz", and the coffin was gently pushed open a gap.

At this time, the black jacket's face was so ugly that it would die. He squinted his eyes and looked into the coffin lightly. After finding out that there seemed to be nothing special, the black jacket couldn't help but strengthened his courage and pushed forward until the coffin lid was pushed open. , looking inside.

"Fuck!"(╯‵ ′)╯︵┻━┻

The coffin in front of him was actually empty!

After going on for a long time, I was scaring myself. Black Jacket stomped his feet angrily, thinking: "Is this person crazy? He just put an empty coffin in his home."

Thinking of the black jacket, he didn't feel like staying any longer. He turned around and planned to leave. He stomped downstairs and was thinking about going back to clean up that bastard when he suddenly slipped and the black jacket almost fell to the ground.

In a critical moment, he saw the iron bridge in the black jacket supporting his body abruptly.

"Damn, fortunately I have practiced, otherwise..."

The black jacket had just finished speaking halfway, but he couldn't continue, his eyes stared straight ahead, and a vague outline was reflected in his sluggish pupils, which was his companion's head.

Chapter 295 Killing

"what!!"

With an exclamation, the head of the companion in front of him was in front of him, but it was dripping with blood, only the head, but no body.

The black jacket looked up, but before he passed out, he saw a pair of slender and powerful palms behind him appearing at both ends of the black jacket's face.

With a sudden pull of his fingers, a barely visible thread quickly tightened around the throat of the black jacket.

Do you still remember the scene where Zhao Ke used cotton thread to cut the meat? At this time, the knife thread is like cotton thread, and the throat of the black jacket is like the piece of steamed meat. the throat of the black jacket,

"Puchi!" With a sound, a head rolled to the ground, and the blood flowed down the broken throat like a fountain, splashing on the floor.

In the darkness, a hand came out, stained with the blood on the floor, put it on his mouth, stuck out his tongue and licked it "piercingly", and saw Zhao Ke's face gradually revealed from the darkness.

Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Zhao Ke grinned, showing his blood-stained teeth, and that kind of weird and sinister eyes, completely different from Zhao Ke.

Looking at the time on the clock, Zhao Ke's expression suddenly sank, he glanced at the corpse on the ground, and babbled. Although he was very reluctant, he still walked upstairs quickly and turned on the machine that synthesized the medicine.

He quickly started to synthesize the medicine, because Zhao Ke had already experimented out the synthesis ratio of the medicine before, but this time he synthesized it again, and the speed was much faster.

Seeing the blue potion dripping into the flask quickly, Zhao Ke raised his head to pay attention to the time, and when he opened his mouth, it was a woman's voice: "Fortunately, I can keep up!"

As soon as she said this, she quickly took off the medicine and injected it on Zhao Ke's body again.

But at this time, Zhao Ke had no idea what his body was doing.

Looking at the huge hole in front of him, it was dark and bottomless, like a crater, but Zhao Ke felt that this hole was more like a chrysanthemum.

"It should be this!"

Zhao Ke hesitated for a while, and kicked down a stone. Seeing that the stone gradually disappeared in his field of vision, and finally didn't even hear an echo, Zhao Ke gritted his teeth and bravely jumped down.

It was the same as the feeling of stepping into the air before, except that there were no memory fragments this time, and the world in front of me was completely dark.

As time passed, Zhao Ke even wondered if he had found the wrong place.

However, at this time, Zhao Ke had no better choice, so he simply stabbed his head and began to accelerate the speed of his fall.

There was no ear-piercing wind, only a suffocating silence. After falling for an unknown amount of time, Zhao Ke suddenly saw something. It was the stone he had kicked down before, which was still falling.

However, at this moment, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened suddenly, and he saw that the stone was disintegrating little by little.

"almost there!"

Seeing this, Zhao Ke relaxed, and the disintegration of the stone showed that he was getting closer and closer to the depths of his subconscious.

Stones are not something deep in the subconscious mind, so they will decompose themselves. Dropping stones is different from Zhao Ke. Zhao Ke belongs to the main consciousness of thinking, so the impact is not great, and can only be described as negligible.

Gradually, the darkness in front of his eyes began to recede, but then Zhao Ke suddenly felt a huge force pushing up from behind, making Zhao Ke's eyes darkened, and his consciousness instantly blurred.

When Zhao Ke's consciousness was concentrated again, accompanied by a scream, his eyes suddenly opened.

There was a special smell in the air, a fishy smell, but also a special sour smell, mixed together, more like a rust smell.

"It's blood!" The familiar smell made Zhao Ke immediately alert.

The smell of blood in the air was very strong, and it was human blood!

Zhao Ke is very familiar with this smell. It can be said that among all animals, only human blood has such a smell.

Zhao Ke didn't sit up immediately, but looked around. A gray light came in from the window, and the light seemed to be covered with a layer of gray stockings.

It was Zhao Ke who was gray, remembering that in winter, the capital was filled with smog caused by car exhaust and chemical plants.

Looking at the surrounding rooms, Zhao Ke looked more and more familiar. At this moment, Zhao Ke suddenly raised his head, looked at the iron hook for hanging meat on the wall, and his face suddenly became ugly.