Infinite Postman/Dreadful Postman

Two hasty knocks on the door made Zhao Ke's eyes open suddenly, and he was awakened from his dream. His whole body felt cold at first, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Thinking of the dream of himself in the red coffin with a weird smile on his mouth, Zhao Ke couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle.

Fortunately, this was just a dream, Zhao Ke slowly patted his heart, and said to himself: "Could it be that I want to sleep in a coffin recently, thinking too much?"

"Bang bang bang..."

The sound of slamming on the door outside became more and more urgent. Zhao Ke frowned and sat up from the bed, his expression suddenly turned gloomy. Another reason he likes to sleep in a coffin is that he hates being woken up when he is sleeping.

After tidying up his clothes, Zhao Ke stepped out and opened the door, and saw a villager standing outside the door, looking very anxious. When he saw Zhao Ke, he immediately said, "Sixi, I called Qiu Bing just now." The guy ran away, wounded someone, and took away the gun, the village chief now let you..."

"roll!"

Before the villagers finished speaking, Zhao Ke kept a cold face, resisting his impatience, slammed the door, and walked towards the house.

But this time, before Zhao Ke could walk a few steps, the disturbing knock on the door sounded again.

"Bang bang! Sixi, open the door. Why are you pretending to be an idiot? The village chief told you to go, but you dare not go? Open the door!"

Zhao Ke paused, took a deep breath, clenched his hands tightly into fists, made a crackling sound, turned around abruptly, and walked back with a cold face.

"Buzz!"

Seeing that the courtyard door was opened, the villager showed joy on his face. Just as he was about to continue talking, he saw a hand stretched out from the crack of the door and grabbed his collar.

Before he could recover, he was dragged into the courtyard door.

Hearing only the sound of "click!" sound like a bone breaking, made Zhao Ke feel that the whole world seemed to be quiet.

After taking a long breath, Zhao Kewei slowly opened his closed eyes, glanced coldly at the corpse on the ground, and raised his eyebrows: "Come out!"

Behind the pile of debris in the corner, a shadow stepped out slowly, holding a pistol in his hand, pointing at Zhao Ke all the time.

It was none other than Qiu Bing as the villagers called him.

But at this moment, Qiu Bing was staring at Zhao Ke, with a drop of cold sweat dripping from the corners of his eyes.

I originally thought that this old hunter was like a sheep in my eyes, but just now, after witnessing his easy killing methods.

Qiu Bing suddenly regretted it, what kind of sheep is this guy, he is simply a dormant lion, extremely dangerous.

Running here by himself made Qiu Bing feel like he was looking for a dead end.

"You came to me, didn't you want to come and point a gun at me?"

Zhao Ke asked indifferently, and at the same time looked at the gun in Qiu Bing's hand from the corner of his eye, the safety switch on it had been turned on.

"So no, now... I'm a little worried."

Qiu Bing glanced at the corpse at Zhao Ke's feet. It's not difficult to kill people. What's difficult is to be able to kill people so cleanly, like killing chickens.

This requires not only a strong psychological quality, but more experience.

Qiu Bing admitted in his heart that he underestimated the old hunter in this mountain village.

Zhao Ke nodded, understood what Qiu Bing meant, and slowly raised his hand, indicating that he didn't have a weapon in his hand, and said, "I think you must be very hungry since you woke up. If you have any requests, come in and talk."

Qiu Bing carefully looked at the half-closed door, and after confirming that there was no ambush in the room, he nodded and said, "Go ahead, face me, and go in backwards."

When the two entered the room, Qiu Bing carefully closed the door, but he didn't close it tightly, leaving a gap.

Seeing Qiu Bing's tense expression, Zhao Ke relaxed instead, and waved his hand to signal Qiu Bing to sit down: "Tell me, what exactly are you looking for me for?"

"Help me, I know where Professor Zhang might be, but I'm not familiar with the mountain roads here."

The expression on Zhao Ke's face did not change, but after hearing Qiu Bing's words, his heart beat faster, because at the same time as Qiu Bing's words fell.

Zhao Ke noticed that the remaining water marks on his desk began to wriggle, gradually forming a line of writing in front of him.

[Main Mission 1: Rescue Zhang Haiyang]

[Mission reminder: Zhang Haiyang is still alive, find him and rescue him from the hands of the disciples. 】

After seeing the main task, Zhao Ke tapped his fingers on the table and thought, "Sure enough, it still has something to do with Zhang Haiyang."

In fact, based on the information collected by my side mission 2, this mission has two key points, the first is Zhang Haiyang, and the second is Wang Mincai.

The main task is Zhang Haiyang, which Zhao Ke had already expected in his heart, but Zhao Ke did not expect that the trigger point would be Qiu Bing.

"Why should I help you? What's the reward?" Zhao Ke squinted at Qiu Bing, as if he didn't care about the gun in his hand.

"Secret!"

Qiu Bing pointed to the corpse on the ground outside, and continued: "If you help me find Professor Zhang, I can pretend that I didn't see anything. No third person will know about this matter. How about it?"

"It's not good, turn left when you go out, walk slowly and don't see you off."

On Vicissitudes' face, there was a smile that was not a smile, Zhao Ke took out the cigarette stick indifferently, and smoked it unhurriedly.

"You! Aren't you afraid that I'll call someone over now?"

"Shout, let's see if those villagers believe me or you, I heard that when you ran out, you injured someone by the way."

When Zhao Ke said this, he slowly raised his head, his cloudy eyes flashed with a cunning and cold light, like a lone wolf, staring straight into Qiu Bing's eyes.

"You and I both know that human life is not worth much these days. If you want me to help you, get some real money!"

Qiu Bing breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the old hunter in front of him, he felt that he was not like a person, but more like a greedy jackal, once he smelled blood, he would go forward to bite him regardless.

This kind of soft and tough guy is often the most troublesome, and Qiu Bing feels more and more that this guy is too annoying.

"How much do you want."

After a long silence, Qiu Bing finally spoke.

But his answer was obviously not what Zhao Ke wanted.

Zhao Ke could also tell that Qiu Bing was not a very sociable person, so he stopped making circles with him.

"I don't want money, gold or silver. Tell me what is hidden in the mountains."

"I……"

"Don't say you don't know, I don't have the patience to play with you."

Zhao Ke's negotiating style was as sharp as ever, and he didn't give Qiu Bing any chance to turn around.

I saw Qiu Bing sitting there with a gun in one hand and clenched into a fist with the other. In the end, he compromised, took out an oily package from his waist pouch, and waved it to Zhao Ke. .