Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing the other party wearing her high heels and paired with those slender and stylish long legs, the woman felt a burst of embarrassment and at the same time deep jealousy. Such beautiful legs were going to be spoiled by this man. , still wearing jeans, it is simply atrocious.

"And the foundation I used to wipe my face!" The man on the right also spoke, with a taste of neither yin nor yang, slowly raised his finger, trimmed his slender nails, and trimmed every detail with concentration , neither Zhao Ke nor the companions beside him seemed to have been taken seriously by him.

"And my big baby!!"

Anger suddenly stood up, covered in horrific lumps, with hot air coming out of his nostrils, looking back at Zhao Ke who was still mad, the more he looked at him, the more uncomfortable he felt.

If your big baby is there, at this time, you can also follow in and kill it.

Facing everyone's begging, the corner of the tomboy's mouth twitched slightly, and said: "Hey, hey, I'm not mistaken, you lost something, don't ask me."

After saying this, he glanced at the woman on the left, and said, "You still have high heels? The skirt on your body covers the front and cannot cover the buttocks. I think you can't wait to walk on the street on stilts!"

"And you, a dead eunuch, put on some powder every day, are you in a hurry to act like a zombie to scare fools?"

After the tomboy finished speaking, he stood up and pointed at the distorted face of anger: "As for you fool, what a big baby? A broken hammer is also called a big baby, bah, you poor bastard, give it to my old lady... "

"Boom..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a shiny black hammer fall out of the woman's arms.

"big baby!"

Seeing the hammer on the ground, his angry eyes lit up, and a vicious dog threw himself on the ground, holding the hammer in his arms.

The affectionate eyes, staring at him silently, only have a hammer the size of a palm, the gentle light in the eyes, as if a lover hugging his lover, so gentle that it would melt an iceberg.

"Bobobo..."

After a fierce kiss, he stuck out his tongue angrily, and his expression became strange: "Bah, why is it so salty?"

The corner of the tomboy's mouth twitched, he kicked away the anger in heat, and said, "Go away!"

At this moment, I saw Zhao Ke in front of me suddenly let out a long cry, spread his hands, and stood on a broken high platform, his eyes were empty.

Zhao Ke half-closed his eyes, his whole body has turned into a blood man.

A nun whose head was smashed off by Zhao Ke was playing the piano numbly.

It's just that although the music is there, there is no singing of hymns. Standing on the high platform, Zhao Ke spread his hands, facing the blood-stained cross with his back facing the corpses in front of him. The crowbar fell to the ground.

"Finally...quiet!"

I saw Zhao Ke took a long breath, rolled his eyes, and fell straight backwards.

I don't know how long I was in a coma. When Zhao Ke woke up again, he found himself lying on the broken stone slab, and the gray sun shone on Zhao Ke's body.

But it didn't bring the slightest warmth to Zhao Ke.

In front of him was a dilapidated ruin, a broken cross, and a headless statue of the Virgin Mary. Everything was so familiar yet so strange.

But Zhao Ke remembered very clearly that he had been to this place before!

I remember that last time, I seemed to have taken Rem away from this place.

Zhao Ke recalled the scene when Rem was led out of the iron gate by himself. Zhao Ke clearly remembered that the orphanage at that time looked like this.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke suddenly understood something, sat up and looked around.

There was devastation in front of him, completely different from what he had seen before, a desolate and dilapidated ruin, but Zhao Ke knew that they were here?

"But where are they?"

Zhao Ke got up from the ground, turned around, and suddenly, Zhao Ke's heart tightened!

I saw six faces that were exactly the same as my own, sitting behind me, staring at me intently.

"you……"

Zhao Ke was stunned for a moment, never expecting that their first official face-to-face meeting would be so direct and simple.

"Welcome, how are you? Did you have a good time just now?"

It means that the greedy tomboy stood up from the stone, walked to Zhao Ke in two or three steps, stretched out his palm, showing white and neat teeth on his face, and smiled at Zhao Ke to express his warm welcome.

Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows, instead of shaking hands with her, he took half a step back, looked at the tomboy in front of him, and said suspiciously: "Greedy!"

"Hi! You still recognize me!"

Greed also seemed surprised, Zhao Ke was able to recognize her, and the smile on his face became brighter.

"Silver spoon!

Zhao Ke pointed to the fat man with a demented face behind him.

Although he didn't want to admit that this idiot is actually one of his seven personalities, Zhao Ke can be sure that this guy is gluttony.

Immediately, Zhao Ke pointed at Anger: "We met before, so I recognize you, Anger!"

"As for the arrogance... I don't think he would welcome me so warmly. In my impression, only the dead eunuch with a flower finger can be matched. Although I don't understand, he is a eunuch, so arrogant!"

The second half of Zhao Ke's sentence was obviously a complaint, but unfortunately, it did not attract any response from the other party. It seemed that in the eyes of the other party, talking to Zhao Ke was not as important as trimming his nails.

"That kid with hemiplegia is lazy, so lazy that I once suspected that he only has six personalities."

Zhao Ke looked at the little man lying there, and as soon as he finished speaking, a faint fragrance rushed over his face, and he saw a pair of white and tender arms clasped around Zhao Ke's neck, and his deep red lips were almost close to Zhao Ke. Ke's face was pressed together, one hand hooked Zhao Ke's chin and said: "Then what about me?"

Zhao Ke frowned, with no expression on his face, but he was shocked in his heart, it was too fast, and he didn't see clearly when she appeared beside him.

I saw Zhao Ke gently pressed his fingers on the lips that were about to kiss, and pushed her away gently: "A Maybelline lipstick, please get off me!"

"You still know me!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, the woman kissed Zhao Ke deeply on the face, and looked at the tomboy with provocative eyes.

The satisfaction point of jealousy is always so low.

Zhao Ke is too familiar with her, as long as he agrees to buy it for her, it is enough. Of course, the premise is that she should not let her see better things.

"Jealousy, gluttony, anger, arrogance, laziness, judging from the appearance of you wanting to rape me, I don't think you can be lust, so you only have one identity, greed!"

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, the tomboy immediately applauded.

However, Zhao Ke raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "What about lust? Why didn't I see him?"

Hearing Zhao Ke's question, Greedy turned his head and smiled, covered his mouth and said, "He is busy now!"

In the depths of a dark corridor, there was a burst of rapid breathing and knocking sounds coming from a tightly closed door, and suddenly a skinny hand was seen grabbing the iron bar of the gatehouse, A pale face protruded from within.