Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Along the way, he not only told a lot about the scenery of the manor, but also quietly told Zhao Ke that he could not go here, and there were various organs hidden in the bushes.

This is what Zhao Ke wanted.

Don't knock, this guy, he will think you are just a soft persimmon.

Listening to the housekeeper's words, Zhao Ke kept these things in his heart, and occasionally he pretended to be curious and asked some doubts.

These things, in normal times, the steward would definitely not believe so much in telling Zhao Ke.

But at this time, the butler was eager to win over Zhao Ke, so he didn't have so many scruples.

Before reaching the place, Zhao Ke saw Maier.

At this time, his legs were replaced by a special kind of prosthesis. There were no curved joints, but arc-shaped prosthetics. I don't know what material they were made of, but they looked very light.

The only downside is that the elasticity of the prosthesis makes Maier walk with a feeling of jumping step by step.

After seeing Zhao Ke, Maier walked up quickly and said in a low voice: "I will meet with my father later, and you can answer whatever you ask. Don't be afraid, my father is a very loving person."

"with love?"

Zhao Ke was stunned. He really couldn't imagine that the controller of a coal mine factory that oppressed nearly [-] people could have something to do with the word "love"?

With Maier leading the way, I don't know how long he walked in the dark corridor and how many times he was questioned. After a golden golden gate was opened, the gorgeous palace in front of him was dazzling.

On the high throne in the deepest place, entrenched like a mountain of meat, is obviously Maier's father, the supreme ruler of this factory, the earl of the earth emperor who holds the power over tens of thousands of lives and lives, Alexander Shen.

Zhao Ke stared at the huge, great, gigantic, majestic Alexander Shen, and he was so admired that he threw himself to the ground.

In reality, he has seen many fat people.

Even among his seven personalities, gluttony is the best among fat people.

But compared with the one in front of him, Zhao Ke suddenly felt that Gluttony was still relatively slender.

It was the first time in his life that he saw such a majestic figure, a terrifying meat mountain who was about the same height as ordinary people, but had a waist circumference of six or seven ordinary people.

This dark meat mountain is now lying on the throne, with a pig's trotter in its mouth, and with the help of the two girls beside it, it is biting the fragrant bacon bit by bit.

Alexander Shen saw that Mai Erdang walked into the hall first, and glanced at Zhao Ke's face with extremely keen eyes.

Zhao Ke's heart sank suddenly. Although it was very fast, Zhao Ke could feel the keen and vicious eyes of this Alexandra, obviously not a lamp that he thought was fuel-efficient.

At this time, Alexander Shen let out an earth-shattering howl: "My God, this is the prosthetic limb prepared by that idiot for my son. Oh, it's so ugly. Go, chop that artisan into meatloaf."

Those big and honest hands hugged Maier, and his body like a mountain of meat sat up with difficulty.

Holding Maier tightly in his arms, slowly, slowly, Maier's entire body was embraced into his fat flesh.

The compassionate look in his eyes made people feel the father's inner anger for his son, but the next sentence was neither salty nor weak, ordering the artisans who assembled the prosthetic limbs to be chopped into meat sauce.

The moody posture is completely unpredictable.

Zhao Ke fell into a state of numbness, looking at Maier's bluish-white appearance as if he might die at any moment.

Zhao Ke really can't figure it out, Maier is tall, rich and handsome, whether it is appearance or temperament, he is top-grade, and look at this Earl...

Zhao Ke couldn't help but fell into deep thought: "Is it really my own?"

Faintly, Zhao Ke always felt that the emeralds inlaid on the hat on the earl's head were really green!

Just when Zhao Ke was thinking wildly, he suddenly felt cold behind his back, and a gloomy and evil look in his eyes made Zhao Ke's scalp tingle, and a chill rushed from Tianling Gai to the soles of his feet.

Looking up, I don't know when, those eyes of Pressure Mountain Shen are squinting at me intentionally or unintentionally.

Chapter 348 Your Heart

Zhao Ke quickly lowered his head, moistened his dry mouth and throat with spit, and even his breathing became short of breath.

This is not the pressure that Zhao Ke didn't pretend on purpose, but he deeply felt that the eyes of the mountain of pressure shot at him, which were different from ordinary people's depth and sophistication.

Compared with his fat as a mountain and his seemingly clumsy, stupid and ridiculous movements, Zhao Kegen believed that the earl who was able to take charge of such a huge factory with just a few small tricks and manage the miners in a submissive manner was definitely not something to take lightly. three-legged cat.

Shan Shen stared at Zhao Ke's skinny body in front of him under pressure, rolled his long tongue around his lips, rolled all the minced meat around his lips into his mouth, and swallowed it into his stomach with a 'click'.

He also raised the giant goblet that was tailor-made for him in front of him.

According to Zhao Ke's visual inspection, there was at least two catties of red wine in the quilt.

'coodong coodong'

The wine spilled out from the corner of his mouth, and after drinking the red wine on his hand in one gulp, he opened his fat mouth and burped.

The pressure Shan Shen patted his thick stomach contentedly, causing waves of meat to roll on his stomach, and said happily: "My child told me that you are a cook, and you have made delicious food. Well, it just so happens that I'm already tired of the dishes cooked by the chef now, and from today onwards, you will take over my kitchen."

The pressure mountain was talking, and he patted Maier's head while howling: "I believe in my child's vision, he is a good boy, he is already like this, and he still doesn't forget to find such an excellent cook for me, Woohoo, my poor child."

"That... Lord Earl..."

The butler looked at Maier's rolled eyes, and finally couldn't help but stepped forward to remind him: "Master Viscount is dying!"

"what!"

He was stunned by the pressure, and looked down at his fat head. Sure enough, he saw that Maier was already in his sponge-like fat, about to suffocate.

Immediately, all the butlers around rushed forward to help pull Maier out of the fat. After a burst of emergency rescue, Maier woke up.

Maier's amazing strength was almost smothered to death by a lump of fat.

If Zhao Ke hadn't seen such a ridiculous farce with his own eyes, no one would believe it if he told it.

Fortunately, Maier's system is good, after being rescued by everyone for a while, he woke up in a daze, shaking his dazed head, and Maier said: "Father, I have another very important news, I want to tell the master! "

"Owner??"

Zhao Ke was taken aback for a moment. Could it be that the fat lump in front of him is not the real master of this factory?

Maier's words made the pressure sink, and the expression on that sarcomatous face finally changed, and he waved his hand to signal the group to back down.

Although Zhao Ke was as curious as a cat scratching about the master in Maier's mouth.

But at this time, the housekeeper had already walked beside Zhao Ke, Zhao Ke had no choice but to leave with the housekeeper.

On the way, Ke Zhao wanted to inquire about the owner of Maier's mouth from the side.

But the housekeeper blackened that stinky face again, and Zhao Ke knew it was useless to ask.

In the eyes of the housekeeper, the old man just became a chef, and he obviously didn't get valued because of Viscount Maier's affairs.