Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Looking at Xue Tao with his eyes, his heart was overwhelmed.

move?How to move?If you smash it again, everyone will be finished, who dares to move?

At this moment, no one cared about how Xue Tao, a middle school student, did all this.

The only thing they can do is to leave here as soon as possible.

"I'll say it again, who is Wang Wei's father, the rest can go."

After Xue Tao finished speaking, everyone turned their angry eyes on the middle-aged man in the corner.

"he is the one!"

Everyone pointed at Wang Wei.

Xue Tao glanced at the man.

Already middle-aged, he looks more like a homeless man.

There are still leftovers from the meal on the beard.

Even more notable, the guy had a dog leash around his neck and was tied in a corner.

"Is he Wang Wei's father??"

"That's right, it's him."

Everyone nodded at the same time, but Xue Tao was furious when he saw this: "Damn, everyone is tied up here, you just say he is Wang Wei's father, believe it or not, I will do it again."

Seeing that Xue Tao was coming again, the owner of the mahjong parlor couldn't take it anymore. He could already smell the pungent smell of liquefied petroleum gas.

Hastily said: "Oh, little ancestor, really, he owes me..."

"Who do you call Lao Tzu?"

"No, no, it's me. I owe more than 50 yuan. I can't help it."

Seeing this, Xue Tao nodded, trusting what the boss said.

"You'd better not lie to me. If you lie to me, I will come to you tomorrow with three gas tanks in my arms."

Hearing Xue Tao's words.

The boss's face turned green, and after repeated assurances, Xue Tao opened a way to let these people go out.

"Damn it, Wang Heng, don't come here anymore. If there is any problem with my shop, I will demolish your house."

Before the boss left, he still threatened Wang Heng.

Of course, he intended to tell Xue Tao what to say, but he didn't dare to speak directly, so he could only tell Wang Heng.

Seeing that everyone ran out, Xue Tao put away the two gas tanks.

At this time, Zhao Ke came in from behind, waved his hand to grab the source, and swept away the remaining liquefied gas in the air.

He walked up to Wang Heng.

Looking carefully, this Wang Wei's father.

"Thank... thank you! Save me! Save me."

Wang Heng didn't know how long he had been trapped here like a dog by these people.

Seeing someone coming to rescue him, he rolled and crawled and fell on Zhao Ke's feet.

"Don't worry, we have some doubts. Let me ask you. Tell me first, whether you tore up a few pages of this diary."

"journal?"

Wang Heng saw the diary in Zhao Ke's hand.

His face suddenly became stiff, and his eyes became erratic. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I never read the diary she wrote."

"Oh, you know that this diary is Wang Wei's diary if you never read it?"

Zhao Ke sneered, he didn't have the heart to play around with this gambler, and bluntly exposed his lies.

Stand up and go to the kitchen.

After a while, Zhao Ke found a kitchen knife.

"Don't you like to gamble? Come, let's gamble."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, he grabbed Wang Heng's fingers with one hand and pressed the kitchen knife on his fingers.

"Ask you again, his diary..."

"Let go, I... ah!"

Wang Heng struggled to withdraw his hand, but found that he couldn't move at all.

And his struggle made Zhao Ke cut off one of his fingers without hesitation.

Blood flowed immediately.

In pain, Wang Heng's eyes turned black, and Hao Xuan passed out.

"There are the torn pages of the diary."

Zhao Ke threw away the severed finger, and at the same time put the blade on the second finger.

"me!!!"

This time Wang Heng didn't even finish his sentence, Zhao Ke's blade had already been cut.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain of having one finger cut off is a heart-piercing pain.

Wang Heng seemed to be unable to even breathe, his body was paralyzed on the ground, and a pungent urine smell lingered down his crotch.

However, when he saw Zhao Ke, with a cold face, he put the blade on the third finger.

Wang Heng's psychological defense collapsed in an instant.

He is just an ordinary person, so he naturally has no ability to bear the pain of flesh and blood.

What's more, Zhao Ke did not play cards according to common sense, which made Wang Heng uncertain about Zhao Ke's temper.

Naturally, there can be no fluke thoughts.