Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

That night in my memory came rushing like a tide.

The ticking blood coagulated a bloodstain on the ground, and the corpse hung on the meat hook, except for the head, had no flesh and blood on its body.

That pair of empty eyeballs, Zhao Ke will never forget, when he fell to his knees on the ground, the heart-piercing feeling.

This room is exactly my sister's room, that stupid woman's room, and it is also the place where Zhao Ke is completely heartbroken

Facing the tide of memories flooding in, Zhao Ke clenched his hands into fists, his white joints creaking.

Finally Zhao Ke stood up from the bed and opened the door of the room. The dead and dilapidated walls, but when Zhao Ke walked by, it was like going back in time, the dilapidated walls began to recover, and the broken glass healed again.

Gradually, Zhao Ke could even hear the singing of hymns in his ears, the familiar singing. Zhao Ke remembered that this song "Cameya's Praise" was a hymn praising the kingdom of heaven.

The beautiful and moving singing voice was full of sarcasm and sarcasm in Zhao Ke's ears at this time, but it also carried a kind of inexplicable magic, which made Zhao Ke move forward involuntarily.

On both sides of the wooden gate, there are statues of the Madonna symbolizing mercy, holding hands together, with a compassionate face, as if praying for the world.

It's just that in Zhao Ke's eyes, what he felt was not love, but a pair of empty eyes, staring at the people passing by the gate.

That kind of charity-like gift, as if her own life was so humble in her eyes.

Gently pushing open the wooden door, my ears were immediately filled with clear music.

In front of him was an all-too-familiar picture of Zhao Ke, those skinny children, wearing this layer of white linen robes, singing this euphemistic and moving song.

Under the watchful eyes of the nuns holding pointer sticks, their faces were sanctified and sincere like never before, because life was a gift from the gods to them.

The scene in front of him gradually made Zhao Ke's eyes dim, his hands trembled involuntarily, he took a step, his feet stopped in mid-air, but he never took a step forward.

fear?Or...excited?

Zhao Ke couldn't tell what he was feeling right now, he just felt like his chest and heart were about to explode, speeding up "bang bang bang".

At this time, Zhao Ke suddenly saw a crowbar with a hook in his hand. Seeing this, Zhao Ke's pupils tightened, and the flame in his heart seemed to find an outlet at once, and exploded on Zhao Ke's chest. open.

He stepped forward and grabbed the crowbar in his hand, aiming at the head of the nun who was facing away from him and knocked it down.

"boom!"

The sharp prying head, piercing the nun's white cap, accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, accompanied by sacred music, is simply the best sound in the world to Zhao Ke.

Twist hard, and there is a "stab" sound, and the nun's skull is torn off together.

"Hey hey hey!"

A red and white liquid flowed down the end of the crowbar onto Zhao Ke's hand. It felt sticky and still had the residual warmth of blood.

It was like a cluster of sparks that ignited Zhao Ke's whole body. The uncontrollable pleasure made every bone in Zhao Ke's excited body tremble.

It's just this kind of pleasure, but following Zhao Ke's gaze, there was a sudden change. The nun who fell on the ground in front of him had the upper half of her head smashed, but she still clasped her hands together and chanted a song of praise.

Zhao Ke took a breath in his chest, and his complexion suddenly became ugly. Looking at the nun's mouth that continued to chant, Zhao Ke's pupils turned red, and he swung the shovel in his hand and continued to hit it.

"I let you sing, let you sing!!"

"Bang bang bang..."

Accompanied by the cracking of bones, the hymn continued. No matter the nuns or the children in white sackcloth, there was no movement at all, as if they were still intoxicated by the music of the hymn.

The blood spattered on Zhao Ke's cheeks, and the sacred and beautiful singing echoed in his ears, coupled with the strong blood on his face, Zhao Ke kept smashing down as if he was bewitched.

At this time, the curved iron hook in Zhao Ke's hand was thrown up by Zhao Ke, and the curved and sharp hook directly pierced the old nun's chin.

"Shut up!" Accompanied by Zhao Ke's hysterical roar, Zhao Ke stepped forward with one foot on the nun's head, and pulled hard.

There was a "puchi".

The sound of bones and muscles being torn apart instantly covered the nun's singing, and Zhao Ke couldn't help closing his eyes, as if reaching a peak in an instant.

"Cool!"

Taking a deep breath, all the muscles in Zhao Ke's body were trembling with excitement, but this was far from enough. Zhao Ke slowly lowered his head and stared at the church hall in front of him.

The scarlet tongue gently traced the corners of the blood-stained mouth, touched deeply, raised the crowbar in his hand and walked up step by step: "You... all deserve to die!"

Chapter 296 Why is it so salty? (Second more)

Outside the church, there were six faces similar to those of Zhao Keyi, their eyes focused on the dilapidated ruins in front of them.

It was a ruin, nothing was there, the god on the cross had turned into a pile of broken stones, the statue of the Virgin carved on the stone pillar had already rolled down to the ground, half of his face was cracked, and there was no trace of the past. Compassionate, only a hideous face remained.

As for Zhao Ke, he was waving his hands vigorously at this time, crying loudly, laughing loudly at other times, completely crazy as if possessed by a demon.

If you don't know, you may think that Zhao Ke is a lunatic, and the six people sitting on the ruins beside him are normal personalities.

The youngest child slowly closed the novel in his hand, rubbed his shoulders, yawned, looked at the woman beside him who was playing with a spoon, and said, "Let's just look at it like this?"

"Otherwise? Isn't this what he has always wished for? What's the matter with such a great gift, let him enjoy it."

The woman was wearing a leather jacket, jeans, and short hair. She looked like a tomboy. She played with the silver spoon in her hand, grinned, looked at the lazy body, and looked at the book in the lazy hand.

As if aware of the woman's gaze, Laziness directly pressed the book under his buttocks.

Last time, he just turned his head and fell asleep, and the book disappeared when he woke up. This is already the first novel he can't remember missing.

Glancing at the spoon in the woman's hand, she tilted her head and said, "Forget about my book, that fat man only has this spoon left. Look at his pitiful appearance, don't you plan to return it to him?"

As the lazy hand pointed forward, in front of him was a fat man who could be called a meatball, licking his fingers, with a pair of small eyes, looking pitifully at the spoon in the woman's hand.

After hearing Lazy's words, those small eyes suddenly shone brightly. He brought his face closer and nodded his head like a squirrel.

In the end, the tomboy lifted his foot, stepped on the fat man's face with his big red high heels, and kept rubbing and torturing that fat face.

"Sorry, I picked up this spoon, and I did it for his own good. This is the last spoon. Do you want this spoon to be swallowed by this pig?"

"Greedy people will always find enough excuses for their greed."

Laziness stretched, lay down again, and said sarcastically.

However, for the greedy satire, the tomboy is very useful, with a smug expression on his face, he looks particularly unbearable.

"Huh? Isn't that my shoe?"

The woman on the left will turn her head, with seductive eyes and a deep V neckline, as she turns around, the hemisphere inside is looming.

Wearing a short skirt, the slender thighs are exposed to the air, as if with a slight movement, the faint spring will be fully exposed.

Staring at the pair of red high-heeled shoes on the tomboy's feet, she just couldn't find these shoes these two days, and thought that she took them away in all likelihood, but she didn't expect it to be true!