Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

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The great shaman was surprised by Zhao Ke's optimism, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

"Great shaman, didn't you agree that you want him to take off his pants to pay the debt today?"

The old shaman reminded in a low voice.

"Oh! Boy, don't run, it's only 3 minutes!"

The big shaman slapped his forehead and hurriedly chased after him.

……

the next two days.

Zhao Ke didn't make another move, and in fact he didn't need to make another move.

After the successful cases of Wu Ji and Ge Yiwu, it is no longer that everyone is in danger, but that if you don't do something, I may not survive tonight.

So on the first night, news of several resident melees broke out.

The next day they all fell into a melee.

According to the list, Zuipala searched one by one. If the previous person died, Zuipala would judge whether to find the next one according to his own needs.

As a result, the scuffle broke out completely on the second night.

So an interesting thing happened.

Buddhism and Taoism did not fight, and these Western Region sects that originally assisted Buddhism were fighting in full swing.

In Daxia Dingli, Tianyu couldn't help heaving a long sigh after hearing the news.

Even if the alliance that I have worked so hard to form is just a tool, I don't want to end up disintegrating in such a short period of time.

Although this is the inevitable result.

But after all, I have my own hard work.

"Won't you stop it? I think you seem to be very busy these two days."

Hei Zhuo couldn't help asking Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke cast a glance at Hei Zhuo, this guy's strength is directly proportional to his brain.

Opening his palm, Zhao Ke saw two corpses thrown out of the postal album.

When Tianyu saw the two, he couldn't help frowning: "The No. 12 Xuanbing Sword, and the No. [-] Guhong Sword, did you kill them?"

Zhao Ke shook his head: "Of course not, I'm only responsible for collecting the corpses."

As Zhao Ke said, he took out the soul orbs of the two, and said with a smile: "Their chaotic killings are inseparable, but I have a lot of strength left."

"What are you going to do??"

Hei Zhuo didn't understand what Zhao Ke was going to do.

"What to do? Hey, you will know when the time comes."

Zhao Ke remained mysterious and refused to say more, but Tianyu looked at the soul orb in Zhao Ke's hand and became thoughtful.

Summons the Butcher's Box from the stamp album.

This time, the two corpses were not as old and ugly as Gelwood. They were all young and strong with well-developed muscles.

For a moment, Ling Butcher Zhihe smiled happily, and the way he looked at Zhao Ke changed for a moment.

Rolling his eyes around, he approached Zhao Ke's feet and flattered him.

【?′?`?】: "Can it be heated??"

……

The hegemony contest turned into a big fight, and everyone in the ghost city was dizzy watching it.

Yang Wancai's headache was even worse.

Looking at the latest report in hand, the ghost market economy has begun to show a weak state during this period.

The previous waves of leeks were obviously cut too hard.

Now most of the postmen in the ghost city choose to leave the ghost city, intending to bid farewell to this sad place for a while.

I heard that some postmen have caused a lot of trouble by abandoning themselves in reality.

Yang Wancai could even predict that after this fight for hegemony, the entire ghost market would fall into a long, long period of economic downturn.

"I don't know why Granny Hong is, she must have 3000 million postal cents!"

Yang Wancai is still very confused by Hongmama's approach. He knows that such a rapid concentration of wealth in the ghost market will inevitably lead to great instability in the ghost market.

Even in the future, huge hidden dangers may be planted for the ghost market.

But Granny Hong still has to try her best to make money.

"I don't want to, my task has been completed, I will go to rest too, don't bother me if there is nothing else."

Yang Wancai gently placed his fingers on his forehead, and after ordering his subordinates, he glanced at the viewing booth in the distance. The old lady who seemed to have passed out, Yang Wancai cupped his hands slightly, turned and left.

Not long after Yang Wancai left.

Void and Eternal, who sat back on their chairs, looked at each other and nodded slightly.

Looking at the chaos in front of him, Xu An took a deep breath, stood up slowly from the chair, and quickly sat back on the chair again.

After repeating it twice, I asked the postman below to wonder if Mr. Xu An had suffered from hemorrhoids.

Seeing this, the one standing aside finally couldn't take it anymore: "It's okay, if it's okay, I'll come."

"Okay, okay...wait a minute, my legs are numb."

Xu An waved his hands and said, after sitting up on the chair twice.

Seeing Granny Hong who had never moved, Xu An finally summoned up her courage and jumped up from the chair.

"Everyone, I think this battle for hegemony may not be the best result. I would like to have a proposal."

After the voice fell, the two of Time and Space couldn't help but lock their eyes on Xu An.

The holy, the prophet, and the chaotic three ignored it, completely ignoring the meaning of darkness.