Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Seeing that Zhou Lei was holding a brick in his hand, Zhang Qiang couldn't help panicking, and retreated step by step until he reached the corner of the wall and had no way to retreat.

Xue Tao swung the brick in his hand and smashed it on his head.

"boom!"

Immediately, I saw the bricks shattered on Xue Tao's forehead along with the dust.

"I'll ask you, are you afraid?"

Holding the remaining half of the brick in his hand, Xue Tao asked Zhang Qiang seriously.

"you……"

Looking at the remaining half of the brick in Xue Tao's hand, Zhang Qiang was momentarily at a loss for words.

Seeing that Zhang Qiang didn't speak.

Xue Tao continued to pick up the brick to cover his head, and this time the remaining half of the brick was also smashed by Xue Tao.

"Are you scared!"

"I……"

Zhang Qiang opened his mouth, afraid but not afraid, after all, he didn't hit his head.

But seeing Xue Tao continue to pick up bricks on the ground.

Zhang Qiang was really afraid that this guy would die in front of him and splash his blood all over.

Hastily stretched out his hand to grab Xue Tao's arm: "Don't, don't, what do you want to know?"

"Simple, we need to know everything about Wang Wei's suicide. Just tell us as much as you know."

Zhao Ke decided from the very beginning that Zhang Qiang was not without reason.

Except for the first class.

In almost every remaining class, Zhang Qiang was the first to die.

Maybe there will be some coincidence factors in it, but it is undeniable that this guy seems to be a trigger point.

So Zhao Ke wanted to see if this guy knew something.

"Uh, you guys... Forget it, come on, let's talk this way."

Zhang Qiang pulled the three of them to the front corner, avoiding the crowd, and said in a low voice, "The day Wang Wei committed suicide, you also saw her..."

Halfway through Zhang Qiang's words, he was interrupted by Zhao Ke: "Just pretend we didn't see anything and start from the beginning."

"From the beginning?? If you don't eat, I'm still hungry. When are you going to go?"

Zhao Ke glanced sideways at the rice noodle shop.

In front of the rice noodle shop, prices are hung.

However, the price is not what it is in reality. A large bowl of rice noodles is only 2.5 yuan. This price may still be the price in the [-]s.

Simply drag Zhang Qiang in, four people, each with a large bowl of chicken rice noodles, plus a basket of buns, and each with a bottle of soda.

Seeing how generous Zhao Ke was, Zhang Qiang lost his temper immediately.

While eating slowly, he whispered to Zhao Ke and the others what happened that day.

I heard that after the final exam, Wang Wei was named and criticized in class, saying that she lowered the grades of the whole class.

He was also hit in the face by the head teacher with a book.

It may be because of this incident that Wang Wei couldn't think about jumping off the building.

As for his family.

His mother had long since disappeared, and seemed to have run away with someone.

His dad is a gambler.

Wang Wei didn't have any money to go to school a few times. It was Wang Wei who used the holidays to sell vegetables and earned a little money by herself.

So Wang Wei committed suicide, and the school seemed to lose tens of thousands of dollars, so his father was sent away.

Zhang Qiang said while eating.

But Zhao Ke always felt that Zhang Qiang's eyes would drift to the side every time he mentioned Wang Wei's suicide.

Zhang Qiang finished the whole story.

But whether it was Zhao Ke, Liu Jia on the side, or even the violent Xue Tao on the side, they all felt that something was wrong.

It's too plain.

This story is more like a story broadcast on the news network.

If it was really that simple, they probably wouldn't be here now.

"Are you full?"

Zhao Ke glanced at Xue Tao, nodded, and signaled that he could make a move.

Seeing Zhao Ke nodded.

Xue Tao stood up from the chair in a jerk, before Zhang Qiang figured out what Xue Tao was going to do.

Suddenly Xue Tao grabbed Zhang Qiang's collar with one hand.

The two seem to be about the same height.

But Zhang Qiang was picked up by Xue Tao with one hand like a little chicken.

"Damn it, for your face, what kind of B are you pretending to me, you can't say it properly."

Before Zhang Qiang came back to his senses, the picture in front of him suddenly became blurred, and in the next second, Xue Tao slammed him onto the ground.

"what!"

This order made Zhang Qiang almost lose his breath, and immediately spit out what he just ate.

I saw Xue Tao grabbing Zhang Qiang's hair with one hand.

Like dragging this dead dog, drag him into the back alley.