Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Zhao Ke couldn't help taking a deep breath, looked up at Chu Sandian, his eyes changed.

This is not Yangjian. Although Chu Sandian is a paper figure, it is impossible to restore a broken finger like this.

Zhao Ke knew very well that to a cook, his hands were as precious as gold.

Losing a finger, for the cook, no matter which one it is, is tantamount to ruining himself and practicing knife skills for many years.

I wanted to repay the favor of Chu Sandian, but I didn't expect that I owed more.

With unspeakable bitterness in his heart, Zhao Ke raised his head to stare at Lai Sangan and Chen Peng, nodded and said: "You are right, if you have money, you will have justice."

Chu Sandian was taken aback, worried that Zhao Ke would be impulsive, but at this moment, Zhao Ke patted Chu Sandian's shoulder with one hand.

Looking at Chu Sandian's eyes, Zhao Ke felt a little guilty, and then turned around suddenly, his eyes narrowed into a straight line.

I saw Zhao Ke took out two pieces of paper from the stamp album and put them in his hands: "Since you have money, you have justice. I don't know if my little money is enough to kill you!"

Chapter 415 Blood Hammer (third update)

In Zhao Ke's hands, the two bank notes showed a special luster.

Different from the ordinary paper, the golden color of the silver ticket is shining under the light, but the oil is shining. The patterns and lines imprinted on it will give people a different feeling no matter from any angle.

The most important thing is that there is a stamp on the two banknotes: "Fengdu Youming Taishan Great Emperor"

Although Zhao Ke didn't understand how the two banknotes were made.

But Zhao Ke knew very well that this kind of silver ticket was very valuable to ghost messengers.

Sure enough, seeing the banknote in Zhao Ke's hand, the two ghost messengers were taken aback for a moment.

Looking at Zhao Ke's eyes, there was a slight change, or in other words, the eyes looking at Zhao Ke were much more relaxed than before.

Seeing that Zhao Ke was about to move forward, Chu Sandian reminded, "Be careful!"

Zhao Ke patted his hand, indicating that it was okay, strode towards the two ghost messengers, and handed over the bank note in his hand with one stride.

A bank note of 10 taels, one for each of the two ghosts.

Zhao Ke gave the silver ticket, and walked directly past the ghost messenger, staring at Chen Peng and Lai Sangan with his eyes.

Seeing Zhao Ke approaching, Chen Peng couldn't help screaming: "Wait a minute, he...he...he has something from the underworld in his hand, he must have something wrong."

However, when the ghost guard turned his head, he quietly put away the banknote in his hand.

The black-clothed ghost guard looked at the sky with a look of nothing to do.

As for the ghost messenger in white, he shook his head more directly and said, "This is not an underworld, we don't care about the affairs of the world."

That's right, the power of ghosts is limited to the underworld.

Things outside of the underworld belong to private work. When doing private work, it is natural to lean to one side depending on who pays more.

"But he has a bad guy!"

Chen Peng shouted unwillingly.

But the ghost in white almost nodded: "I know, but we didn't see it, we'll talk about it when we see it."

Hearing the words of the white-clothed ghost, Chen Peng's face darkened, and he was about to speak when Lai Sangan pulled him to remind Chen Peng.

"Fool, he can't take out the bad stick, you are still afraid of what he will do, just tear him up."

When Chen Peng heard it, it was like a slap in the face, and his mind turned around immediately.

Yes, he is not afraid of a living person.

If Zhao Ke hadn't suddenly taken out the bad stick before, catching him off guard, he would have broken his body long ago.

Having figured out the key point, Chen Peng turned his head and glared at Zhao Ke, and said with a smirk: "Originally, I wanted to teach you a lesson. Since you don't know the heights of heaven and earth, don't blame me for being cruel."

As soon as the words fell, Chen Peng's body, like a beer bottle, swelled up rapidly.

The black wind suddenly blew up all over the body, and the belly swelled, and a poisonous snake circled back and forth in the belly. Every time it turned around, the black wind around Chen Peng became stronger.

I poked my head out from the black wind and stared at Zhao Ke: "Since the poor man doesn't care, I'll tear your bones apart with my own hands. If you don't believe me, you won't be able to find them."

While speaking, Chen Peng turned into a black whirlwind, and even the surrounding pool water was rolled up, forming a big whirlpool.

If you stand outside and watch, you will find that the swirling nest is surging on the water surface, not a black mist.

"I dismantled you!"

The black wind surged like thousands of blades.

The shadow of a big snake loomed in the black wind.

Seeing this, Lai Sangan secretly speculated in his heart: "It is said that this guy has an extraordinary fortune, but I didn't expect that he really has some skills."

Ghost merchants like them don't need to kill and fight, and most of their strengths are naturally not on the stage.

But Chen Peng was an exception. In his early years at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he met a Taoist priest and used a piece of jade book from a Taoist priest named Qiu Chuji.

In exchange for the spirit of a big snake.

This big snake is also a monster that has become a spirit. If there are more opportunities, maybe it will be just around the corner.

It's a pity that he met Qiu Chuji and was beheaded by Qiu Chuji with a sword.

Later, after Chen Peng got it, he merged himself with the spirit, and also obtained eight points of the Taoism of the big snake. Even if he is not a ghost among ghosts, his strength is at least better than that of ordinary ghosts.

Lai Sangan also knew that he had a bad reputation, so he made friends with Chen Peng. The purpose was to have a support, so as to save him from being run off by other ghost merchants.

Otherwise, how could he be with that idiot Chen Peng.

Make a move at this time, showing the power of the big snake black wind, turning into a storm, and strangling towards Zhao Ke.

The black wind was blowing in the ears, rumbling and deafening, making people unable to open their eyes.

But Zhao Ke took out a hammer from the postal album without any haste.

The hammer head was dripping with blood, and the blood was still fresh, dripping down the hammer head from time to time.

"what!"

As soon as the hammer came out, even the ghost guard couldn't help but look sideways. The ghost guard in white stared at the hammer in Zhao Ke's hand, and said in a low voice, "What a murderous thing!"

Zhao Ke's hammer has a simple origin.