The sweet blood and the feeling that echoed in the taste buds softened the angry eyes in an instant, as if they were satisfied.

That kind of infatuated and stunned look made everyone's hearts chill.

"Hehe, it's time, I won't play with you guys."

After Zhao Ke finished speaking, his palms were like hooks, and the regents were positive and backward, two completely different powers, and a pinch of Lu Sheng's throat.

"Click!"

There was a muffled sound of bones snapping, unusually harsh in the night.

Lu Sheng's head was directly twisted 180 degrees, and after a few seconds of sluggish expression, his body slammed into the ground.

Hands and feet twitched from time to time, blank eyes, staring blankly ahead, until the breathing stopped.

Zhao Ke didn't draw Lu Sheng's stamps because he was in desperate need of postage now.

The successive consumptions have made Zhao Ke's postage points fall below 10 points, and those gorgeous and domineering powers are all exchanged for burning postpoints.

Besides, time will not give Zhao Ke a chance to choose one by one, the moment he extracted the postage, a bullet grazed Zhao Ke's ear and hit Lu Sheng's corpse.

A wisp of blood fell down his earlobe, Zhao Ke's eyes swept into the woods, his cold eyes seemed to be like a jackal, his eyes seemed to be through the bushes, looking directly at the sniper's face, remembering this person deeply.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Ke's speed was too fast, and with the double blessing of day and night rush and foxification, others had no time to interfere at all.

Zhao Ke's figure quickly retreated into the bushes, and when the dead leaves of the woods were stained under his feet, he activated the breath of nature again, and in the state of double invisibility, it was difficult to capture Zhao Ke's figure again.

"Bastard!"

Ashikaga Eiteru was helped out by others, and the anger in his heart could not be quenched, as if in an instant, he had lost everything, an eye, an arm, and his brother's soul, as well as his favorite saber, Yukihimeko.

And the murderer actually escaped in front of everyone's eyes, which is a great shame for Ashikaga Eteru.

"Gather everyone back, must! Kill this guy! ”

Ashikaga Eiti's words were almost exhausted, and when he finished speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were shaken, and his body fell straight to the ground.

"Captain, let's chase?"

Looking at Lu Sheng's corpse, the three postmen couldn't help but glance at each other, not knowing what it was like in their hearts, but they definitely wouldn't feel good.

Although Lu Sheng is in their team, he is a notoriously brainless muscular man, and he will never back down for the interests of the team.

It is precisely because of this that they did not interfere too much, because this product is brainless and very protective of food.

But there is one thing, as the strongest meat shield of the team, this guy is absolutely impeccable in terms of strength and adventure.

Lu Sheng was killed, which they couldn't have imagined, it was a completely one-sided situation, how could there be a reversal in a blink of an eye, which caught them a little off guard.

"Chasing?"

Li Haote, the leader, twitched the corners of his mouth, shook his head and said: "That guy just drew Lu Sheng's postage, now is the time to show his edge, let's not go up at this time, go to notify other postmen, spread the news, let which Onmyoji master catch it himself, they kill people, we save people"

Rustle rustle......

In the bushes, the sound of heavy footsteps grew heavier and heavier.

Zhao Ke's eyes darkened, and his figure emerged from the shadows and fell heavily to the ground.

The wet and soft soil and the cold feeling made Zhao Ke finally realize that he was still alive.

Stuffing a ball of life into his mouth, Zhao Ke struggled to get up from the ground, half of his body leaning against the tree.

"Heh, you bastards, you're still alive!"

His own personality, in Fang Cai, was trapped in that room, on all sides of which were paintings scrawled with blood, and in that room, he was finally able to experience the kind of anger that was suppressed to the point of collapse, and the graffiti distorted on each side gave the most intuitive picture.

It is not all Zhao Ke's memories, but also the pictures that Zhao Ke encountered and saw, all of which were distorted faces.

The old man who fell to the ground, grasping the arm of a child, hid a distorted smile under his sad expression.

In front of the camera, the money and goods were distributed to the left-behind children, but behind the camera, the money was taken back, and there was a steady stream of donations in his pocket.

Those light messengers in bright red cloaks stood at the peak of morality, but behind them were bloody keyboards, seemingly bright and upright smiles, which could not withstand any time of torture, and gradually exposed their ugly faces.

The ugly human heart, in this room, every corner, is so intuitive, it is his anger, and it is also Zhao Ke's own anger.

It's just that I've been locked in that room, and I'm constantly being written and drawn by another personality.

It wasn't until he couldn't bear it anymore that the iron door was opened, and he was thrown out of the room by his angry personality again, that he woke up in the true sense.

It's just strange that when she woke up, both Rem and her so-called sister fell into a state of deep sleep.

Zhao Ke wanted to ask the exact reason for this incident, but he couldn't ask for a while.

But this incident made Zhao Ke realize that his seven personalities did not disappear as Wang Na said.

It's just a different way, hiding myself.

Zhao Ke couldn't figure out what they were going to do for a while, so they could only plan to wait for Rem to wake up and see if they could ask for any news from Rem's sister's mouth.

After checking the injuries on his lower body, he had two broken ribs, his abdomen was almost disemboweled, and the most serious was a shoulder injury.

A piece of flesh was bitten off the left shoulder by the youkai who didn't know what it was.

The right shoulder was pierced by a bullet, and although it did not hit the bone directly, it was a blur of flesh and blood, like flesh and mud, and the white bones under the flesh were exposed to the air with a slight flick.

Such an injury, if it weren't for the three stamps of "Blood Spirit Bead", "Bat Wing" and "Veteran", I am afraid that I would have fainted to death, let alone continue to fight.

I'm afraid this is the most serious injury I've suffered since I entered the terrifying space.

With the healing of the Life Ball and the Blood Spirit Bead alone, it will be difficult to recover for a while and a half.

Zhao Ke lay on the ground and rested for a while, simply treated the wound, took out some food from the mail book, ate and drank enough, and finally regained a little strength.

Summoning out the booklet, he looked at the rest of his postage.

was trapped in the Light Temple before, and the consumption was the most serious, and then he ambushed Ashikaga Yizhao, and consumed some more, and finally was entangled by the thin man, and almost consumed the postage.

But in contrast, the harvest also surprised Zhao Ke.

What is different from the past is that after his personality is restored, the memories of the time when he was dominated by anger are completely clearly reflected in Zhao Ke's mind.

In the past, my understanding of the source hand was limited to being able to extract all kinds of strange substances, but when the angry guy was at the mercy of the guy, the ruthlessness and domineering of the source hand were simply brought into full play.

Outsiders can't see it, but Zhao Ke knows best.

Every punch of anger is ingesting the protein under Lu Sheng's skin and flesh, skeletal muscle fibers, and even Lu Sheng's small snowboard.

This is the real killer feature, otherwise, it would be impossible to beat him to such a serious internal injury just by relying on the dark strength of the source hand.

It can be said that the means of anger really taught Zhao Ke a lesson, allowing Zhao Ke to see where the real lethality of the source hand is.

And Lu Sheng's postage is not intended to be a sweet spring in the desert.

Postage points are not much, only 48 points, but it is also a large number.

Judging from the ability of Lu Sheng before, Zhao Ke concluded that this guy's strength is far more than that, and Zhao Ke saw that in this guy's postal album, there seemed to be a transformation stamp.

It's just that Lu Sheng doesn't have a lot of postage in his hand, and he sees that Zhao Ke, who is seriously injured, can't hurt himself at all.

Lu Sheng also knew that Zhao Ke's postage points would definitely not be much, and with the attitude of maximizing benefits, he would draw his most valuable stamp.

So with the attitude of saving if you can, I didn't use all my strength.

Otherwise, I'm afraid that the first person to take care of the face, the dead person is himself, how can he give himself a chance to summon anger.

48 postage points, plus the bits and pieces that I have left.

I still have 54 points in my hand, which is good news for Zhao Ke.

In addition to this, there is another catch, which is the short knife of Ashikaga Iteru.

Zhao Ke hadn't had time to look at the remarks of this short knife before, but when he took a closer look, a relieved smile suddenly appeared on his face, at least the choice of this ambush was unintentionally correct.