Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Bang bang bang..." The sound of hurried footsteps became louder and louder.

Zhao Ke strode like an arrow, and stretched out his hand to catch the black shadow, but he saw the black shadow in front of him suddenly dodge to the left, making Zhao Ke miss nothing.

"Damn!"

After missing a hit, Zhao Ke stomped his feet and rushed forward, but at this moment, that black figure suddenly rushed out from the corner.

Zhao Ke didn't even have time to dodge. After putting one end on it, he punched him head-on with a backhand.

There was a muffled sound, and the other party didn't seem to show any weakness. He clasped Zhao Ke's arrow with one hand behind his back, jumped up, raised his feet and used his knees to bring it over.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three punches and two kicks, a brief fight, Zhao Ke received two punches in the face, the corners of his eyes were cracked, his brows tightened, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes, with a thought, Xue Jizi suddenly got out of her sheath and kicked up , turning around to face the black shadow and slashing down.

"Ting back to kill!"

"Holy Light Slash!"

The strong light suddenly lit up the eyes of the two, Zhao Ke and Qi Liang were taken aback for a moment, and said in unison: "It's you!"

"Why are you here?"

Zhao Ke took half a step back, distanced himself from Qi Liang, his eyes could not help becoming alert.

In fact, he didn't like Qi Liang coming here with him, even though he knew he was an honest man, but Zhao Ke never put his trust in the other party's character.

Qi Liang was stunned for a while, then took out a lamp from the stamp album to illuminate the darkness around him.

After confirming that the person in front of him was the sous chef, Qi Liang let out a long breath, and explained: "No, I just heard some movement from your side, so I came up, but just in the early days, you punched me, almost Broke the bridge of my nose."

When Qi Liang said this, he rubbed his nose with his hands, and issued a holy light technique to clean up the wound on the bridge of his nose.

"That's it! Didn't you see anything else?"

"Others?" Qi Liang shook his head blankly, he rushed over when he heard the noise, but he didn't see anything.

Zhao Ke put Xue Jizi away half-believingly, and kept his eyes fixed on the expression on Qi Liang's face, but looking at Qi Liang's actions and words, it really didn't look like a lie.

"Did you find anything?"

Zhao Ke relaxed and asked Qi Liang.

Qi Liang took out something from the stamp album and handed it to Ke Zhao, Ke Zhao took it over and saw that it was canned food, this kind of canned food Zhao Ke had seen before.

When Master Li brought people to see him before, he left such a can for himself.

The one in front of him is exactly the same as the one given to him by Master Li, but it is empty.

Touch the edge of the can with your fingers, and the wet oil stains inside are very fresh.

"I just found out, both of them were just taken apart!"

Reminiscent of the two footprints on the ground when they came in before, accelerating the canned food in front of them, this can't help but cast a shadow over the two of them.

Zhao Ke told Qi Liang what he found.

Together, the two should go to the first floor, where the ore is extracted, and there may be an answer.

However, just when the two were about to go downstairs.

Zhao Ke's ear suddenly moved, and he reached out and grabbed Qi Liang's arm.

Qi Liang: "??"

"Shh!"

Zhao Ke motioned him to keep quiet and listen carefully.

They were standing at the downwind position. As long as they listened carefully, they could hear a strange sound in the wind.

There is no way to describe it.

It is a bit similar to the friction sound of snakes crawling on the ground.

The voice gradually became clearer.

The rustling... the wriggling sound, one could feel something rubbing against the wall.

At this time, the sound suddenly stopped, and if you listen carefully, you can't hear it.

The light in Qi Liang's hand illuminated the surroundings, but the light made the farther places dark.

The two stared around.

Qi Liang slowed down his breathing, stared at the front, but at the same time felt that the hand beside him was holding him tighter and tighter, so he couldn't help saying:

"Hey!"

"what happened?"

"Don't pull me so tight!"

Qi Liang felt very twisted, no matter whether the other party was a man or a woman, Qi Liang was not used to being held in such a tight way.

But after Qi Liang finished speaking, Zhao Ke didn't respond to him.

But he saw Zhao Ke's body froze, squinting at Qi Liang, as if he had seen a ghost.

He didn't speak, but slowly raised his hands.

Qi Liang didn't understand at first, but when he saw Zhao Ke's palms, he was stunned.

This is his hand?

So whose hand am I holding? ?

Thinking of this, Qi Liang's face suddenly turned pale, holding the lamp in one hand, the two slowly lowered their heads and swept away.

I saw that Qi Liang's palm was tightly held by a pale hand at an unknown time. The slender fingers could see the knuckles of the Turks. They were delicate and tangible, and they were a woman's hand.

If it were a different place, Zhao Ke and Qi Liang might still appreciate it, and at the same time guess whether this is just the mistress of the palm, whether it will be as beautiful as this hand.

but now……

Whether it is Zhao Ke or Qi Liang, they don't care whether the owner of the hand is beautiful or not.

What's more new to them is, where did this hand come from?