The fat pig's scarlet eyes gradually turned their gaze to the kitchen knife.

seemed to sense that Zhao Ke had discovered himself.

saw that head, slammed into Zhao Ke from the stove, opened his mouth and gnawed at Zhao Ke's throat.

"Bastard, you killed Lao Tzu!"

Zhao Ke urged the source to shoot his hand behind him.

But at this time, he saw a fierce light in the eyes of the fat pig, and in the face of the rushing source, he opened his mouth and bit it.

The pair of slender and sharp fangs in his mouth pierced into Regen's hand.

Immediately, I saw that the source hand was like a deflated ball, and quickly dried up.

Zhao Ke was shocked, noticed that something was wrong, and immediately cut off the contact with the source hand.

The body quickly distanced itself from the head of the fat pig.

Seeing that his source hand was quickly sucked into the mouth of the fat pig, Zhao Ke couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart.

The fat pig has only one head left.

There was no life.

Zhao Ke didn't pay attention to him.

I woke up quietly, if I hadn't noticed it in time.

If you really bite him up, won't you be sucked dry by him in an instant?

"You're still alive?"

After absorbing it, Zhao Ke's source hand, he saw that the fat pig was obviously much more energetic than Fang Cai.

Hearing Zhao Ke's doubts.

The fat pig sneered: "What, it's unexpected!" ”

Zhao Ke nodded: "It's really unexpected, I didn't expect you to be alive, even if there is only one head left." ”

In Zhao Ke's cognition, although the strength of most postmen is outrageous.

Especially the melee postman.

Even if there is a hole in the chest, it can still burst out with shocking vitality.

But Zhao Ke also saw it for the first time, and someone had a head left, and he was still alive.

Not only alive, but also erupted, more threatening and lethal than when he was alive.

No!

At this time, Zhao Ke let go of his five senses and felt it carefully.

It was determined that the head of the fat pig did not have any breath of a living person.

On the contrary, it exudes a strong dead air.

Shaking his head: "You're not alive, you're a dead man, that's what you're capable of??" ”

"Hmph, you talk a lot of nonsense."

The fat pig ignored Zhao Ke's inquiry, stared at the cyan veins on Zhao Ke's neck, and couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick it in his mouth.

As early as before, when I saw Zhao Ke bleeding.

The fat pig noticed that the blood on this guy's body was extraordinary.

There was a pungent medicinal fragrance in the air.

What kind of ginseng postman is this guy, he is a ginseng himself.

At this time, it was the time when he was in urgent need of blood, and the enemy in front of him was very red-eyed when he saw him.

I saw the fat pig open its mouth and gnaw towards Zhao Ke.

Although there is only one head left, the speed is still amazing.

"Get out of here!"

Facing the fat pig from the shop, Zhao Ke stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the mail book, and the simple handle of the knife was grabbed by Zhao Ke in his palm, and the moment he pulled out the knife, the air was filled with the buzz of a doctor.

The slender blade shimmered with a sharp murderous aura.

It was the Tang horizontal knife that Zhao Ke had snatched from the sixth man before.

The blade is three feet long, and it has no life.

The blade was in Zhao Ke's hand, and he slashed out the T-shaped murderous aura, and slashed head-on at the fat pig's head.

Now that Zhao Ke has killed a prosthetic, he has the bonus of Sword Grudge, Weapon Master, and Xin You's Knife Technique.

The knife walks dexterously, a knife falls, followed by a small step on the hind legs, holding the blade with both hands, and then a heavy slash.

It is another move of the Xin You knife method, dodging back to kill.

Cut down with two knives in a row.

As the so-called master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

The sophisticated and ruthless techniques have brought the Xinyou knife technique to the pinnacle.

Even the fat pig didn't expect that Zhao Ke was not much worse than the sixth man in terms of his ability to use Tang Hengdao.

But in the face of two knives in front of him.

But I saw that the head of the fat pig suddenly exploded under the blade, and suddenly the blood turned into a bat, not only dodging the attacking knife qi, but also biting Zhao Ke's body twice.

After taking a look at the wound, the injury was not serious, but after being bitten twice by a bat for a short time, Zhao Ke felt that the wound was numb and itchy, and immediately used his hand to clean up the dirty blood around the wound.

Looking into the air, the bats regrouped and re-condensed into the head of a fat pig.

Zhao Ke's expression became serious: "Vampire? I've seen this kind of ability before, but the other person is much more particular than you. ”

Zhao Ke was referring to the Wu Ya he had encountered in the terrifying space.

Look at the exquisiteness of others.

At least it doesn't look ugly.

is much more pleasing to Zhao Ke than the fat pig.

However, Zhao Ke had a doubt.

Vampires do not mean immortality.

The heads of the fat pigs have been cut off, and as for the flesh, it is basically eight cooked.

This guy is still alive.

It's incredible.

It seems to have sucked Zhao Ke's blood.

The fat pig's face became much more vivid than before, for the vampire Wu Ya in Zhao Ke's mouth.

Instead, the fat pig's face showed mockery and disdain.

"Don't confuse me with that kind of garbage, they're vampires, but I'm a zombie myself, but I'm fused with vampire abilities to become a blood zombie."

For his identity, the fat pig is not very fond of it.

In fact, before he became a postman, he was already a dead man.

It's just that after death, he turned into a zombie and was dug up by a tomb robber.

Then he hid his identity and hid in the real world.

In order to make yourself more like a human being.

He especially used Taoist techniques to hide his abilities and make himself look like a living person.

Will bleed, will be on the hands.

Only after being hit hard will the true nature of the zombie be revealed.

Until one day, he accidentally received a stamp.

Since then, he has been a postman.

But it's because I'm a zombie.

The fat pig's luck has not been very good.

As the saying goes, zombies are not among the five elements and are not included in reincarnation.

But there is another sentence in the back, heaven and earth are disgusted, and people and gods are punished.

So fat pigs need luck.

Lots of luck.

Otherwise, he simply wouldn't have lived long, especially in a place like the horror space.

There are too many creatures stronger than him.

He even doubted that this was the place where the true gods were born.

So he hid his identity and mingled in various teams, stealing their luck and robbing them of their opportunities.

For a while, it can be regarded as a mixed wind and water.

Unthinkable, never imagined.

The pink luck that he sucked away from Zhao Ke turned out to be an even more unlucky calamity.

"Hiss......"

The fat pig couldn't help but take a deep breath and tremble from the soul, oh, if he had a soul.

Scarlet bloody eyes stared at Zhao Ke.

Resentment is like the water in the pond on a March day, and it is cold and chilling.

"Are you a reincarnation of a scourge?"

"Are you a relative of the Big Dipper, Broomstar?"

"Are you the grandson monkey who peed on the fingers of the Buddha in your last life?"

The fat pig was so angry that he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Bad luck, bad luck, bad luck are not enough to describe how bad this guy's luck is.

Fat Pig is really skeptical, how did this guy survive until now.

What's even more unfortunate is that he actually absorbed his bad luck.

It's not that the birthday star eats arsenic, but that the birthday star feels that he has been getting it for too long, so simply, he ate the bomb in the live broadcast and died a heroic death.

Facing the accusations of fat pigs.

Zhao Ke couldn't help but be stunned there.

He didn't know about the problem of pigs being smuggled.

But when it comes to bad luck, I'm really unlucky.

As the five ghosts said at the beginning, he is an unlucky urge, and whoever touches him is unlucky.

However, I was unlucky, why did the fat pig be so angry.

It's that the fat pig is a zombie, and this answer really surprised Zhao Ke.

Pat yourself on the chest carefully.

Almost ate a piece of old steak.

"I ate you!"

The more the fat pig thought about it, the more angry he became, and his luck was already bad.

This merged Zhao Ke's bad luck.

I'm afraid that this horror space, if I survive by luck, I'm afraid I won't have a good life in the future.

opened his bloody mouth and pounced on Zhao Ke again.

Only this time, the fat pig miscalculated.

I saw Zhao Ke put away the Tang horizontal knife in his hand.

Hands quickly sealed.

Suddenly, the Buddha's light boiled, and Sanskrit music sang.

A cloud of Buddha light was hitting the fat pig's face.

It is an eight-character mantra that Zhao Ke does not commonly use.

Just listening to the sound of "z", the fat pig let out a miserable scream, and felt that the whole face seemed to have fallen into the oil pot, and the hot face hit the floor, rubbing left and right.

Then he raised his head and stared at Zhao Ke with a ghostly expression.

"Holy Light Department??"

Zhao Ke actually has the ability of the Holy Light System??

For a moment, the fat pig only felt his brain buzz and buzz.

My luck is simply bad.

This guy, where are so many abilities? Is he really the reincarnation of a scourge?

Stunned, the fat pig monster screamed and turned into a cloud of blood mist, and quickly rushed out of the kitchen along the pipe.

When he met a nemesis like Zhao Ke, he felt a secret hatred in his heart, and rushed out of the kitchen regardless of it.

The fat pig's eyes flashed, and he saw a strong black man in the corner of the hospital.

His eyes lit up and he quickly rushed forward.

Before the black man came back to his senses, he broke the black man's neck in one bite and shifted his head to the black man's neck.

Suddenly, the wound healed quickly.

It blends perfectly with the black body, except for the skin tone between the two.

"Yes, it's pretty strong, hmph, wait until I recover, see how I clean you up."

While the fat pig scolded, he glanced at the logo on his chest: "Cargill? What a rotten name. ”

Saying that, the fat pig was about to leave, but he didn't take two steps, and the fat pig felt that something was wrong.

Reach out and wipe your crotch.

Suddenly, I saw that the fat pig's face suddenly became strange: "! There really isn't a J2. ”