Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

"Grandma's meaning, you all understand, and if you understand, hurry up and get to work. Uncle Sixi, come with me, and the village chief, go back and tell the patrol team that people who belong to the tiger, rooster, and dragon will go to work at night." Go back, the rest of the people, what to do, and call someone immediately if you find something abnormal."

"Good good!"

After the village chief finished speaking, he turned around and walked away quickly. It's not too late, it's going to be dark soon.

After the village chief left, Zhao Ke followed Feng San and climbed to a big tree at the entrance of the village. This big tree wasn't too big, but when he climbed the mountain, he could basically see the whole village clearly.

"Uncle Sixi, everyone says you have good marksmanship. You will listen to me later. You can shoot wherever I tell you to. Don't hesitate."

"it is good!"

Zhao Ke nodded, took out the gun behind his back, wiped the barrel clean, and looked like he was strictly forbidden.

It was already autumn in September, but in the northeast, it was almost winter, and the wind blew, and the two of them stayed on the tree, shivering from the cold.

The two of them waited until the sun had completely set, and saw that the village was completely dark. Because the village chief had specially instructed them today, the villagers would rest early when it got dark.

Zhao Ke could see clearly with his golden pupils, but Zhao Ke noticed that Feng San's eyes flickered with fluorescence from time to time in the dark night.

The eyeballs are like cats, looking down at the movement below with cold eyes,

"Night vision? Supernatural powers? Has the cat become a spirit?" Zhao Ke made wild guesses in his mind.

Zhao Ke did ask about the old fairy, but Feng San was like a boring gourd, he asked for a long time, but he didn't answer.

"Om..."

At this moment, the ears of both of them moved at the same time, and they heard the door under their feet being secretly opened. When they lowered their heads, they saw a woman sticking her head out of the door, looking left and right outside the door, not knowing what she was waiting for.

The woman looks about 35 or [-], but she is handsome, with a beauty spot on the corner of her mouth, which adds a lot of charm.

Zhao Ke deliberately pretended not to see clearly, pulled Feng San's sleeve, and asked him what he saw, only to see Feng San shook his head, gestured with his hand, and signaled Zhao Ke to keep quiet.

Not long after, a figure quietly came out from the corner, and ran to the woman's door in two or three steps.

Zhao Ke took a look, isn't this a bitch?It was the young man who helped him carry the meat today.

"Sister Li, look, this is the meat that Uncle Sixi bought today. I stole a big piece from the kitchen and brought it to you."

Goudan took out the meat with a look of hospitality, and handed it to the woman in front of the door, and at the same time, he didn't forget to touch it.

Only to hear the woman giggle out loud, she held Goudan's hand and said, "It's still you who loves others, much better than Wang Mincai, that idiot."

"Sister, it's cold today, my 'niuzi' is almost freezing, why don't you help me warm up."

Goudan was also bold, he stepped forward and took the woman's hand and stuffed it into his arms.

"Go, go, look at your bear, why are you so anxious, come in first."

As the woman said, she took Goudan's hand and walked into the room, only to see the lights in the room turned on, and looking at the shadows, she could see a man and a woman eagerly hugging each other.

Zhao Ke squatted on the tree, thinking to himself, Sister Li?Could it be Widow Li at the entrance of some village? ?Thinking of this, the corner of Zhao Ke's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help admiring the courage of this bastard, Wang Min dared to pry the corner of his wall just after he died.

It didn't take long before I heard Widow Li's panting from the room. The sound could be heard from far away through a layer of window paper.

Zhao Ke squinted at Feng San's face, and found that this kid's face was red up to his neck, his ears were red, and he looked like a young boy.

When the two were listening to the live broadcast, a sudden "bang!" sound of a gunshot made Zhao Ke and Feng San stunned. After looking at each other, they quickly jumped down from the tree and went straight to the sound of the gunfire. direction.

Chapter 72 Monsters

The two jumped out of the tree one after the other, and they knew what was wrong with almost no need to think about it.

The only shotgun in the whole village was in his hand, and the sound of the gunshots was sharp and powerful, and he knew it was not the dull gunshot of a shotgun.

If anyone in this village had this kind of gun, the first thing Zhao Ke thought of was the man named Qiu Bing in the expedition team.

"and many more!"

At this moment, Feng San, who was walking in front, waved his hand suddenly, signaling Zhao Ke to stop, and pulled Zhao Ke to squat down at the corner of the wall. The powder is in the palm of your hand.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Ke looked with his golden eyes, but saw nothing, and couldn't help but wonder if Feng San made a mistake.

I saw Feng San shook his head, didn't speak, his face was very serious.

A breeze blew over obliquely, Zhao Ke raised the tip of his nose, and a very strong smell of blood immediately made Zhao Ke's heart tighten.

"Brother, left!"

"left!"

Hearing Lei Mu and Feng San call out to him at the same time, Feng San waved his hand and threw the powder on the left corner of the wall.

"Zizzizi!"

After the empty wall in front of him was stained with powder, it was as if it had been doused with strong acid plastic, and a very pungent white smoke quickly rose from the shadow in front of him.

"twitter!"

In the shadows, there was a hoarse and strange cry, and a group of black shadows "whoosh!" jumped out of the shadows.

"Bang! Bang!"

The black shadow rushed into the air, and saw two sparks spray out from the black muzzle of the gun in Zhao Ke's hand.

The distance between the two was less than 15 meters, which was the best range for the iron sand bullets. When the two shots were fired, the shadow instantly stopped in mid-air and hit the side wall.

After struggling twice, he got up again, crawled on the ground, ran extremely fast, turned around the corner, and was about to run away in a blink of an eye.

"Damn it, we can't let it run away!" Feng San's expression sank, he stuffed his backpack into Zhao Ke's arms, and quickly followed after him.

"Hey, wait for me."

Zhao Ke looked caught off guard, and followed behind in a panic with his bag on his back, but Feng San didn't intend to slow down at all. Instead, with a few strides, he shook off Zhao Ke and disappeared into the darkness.

Seeing this, Zhao Ke frowned, looked around his eyes from the corner of the eye, and quickly threw Feng San's backpack into the stamp album, and when he turned around, a black mist appeared on his body, covering Zhao Ke.

It is the special ability of Stamp Yejia: "Night Run."

After activation, Zhao Ke's figure flashed, and his speed was not only not slower than Feng San's, but even much faster.

Coupled with the fog effect generated on the body after the night run is activated, it is undoubtedly more convenient for Zhao Ke to move around at night when he can't see his fingers.

While Zhao Ke was running in Feng San's direction, he was guessing in his heart, what exactly was it that he saw just now?

"Bat spirit? Vampire?"

The black shadow hit the wall just now, and the moment the figure paused, Zhao Ke could see it clearly, it looked like a bat, but it didn't look like it.