Yang Laohei quickly realized that he did not take advantage of this kind of play at all, because he wanted to keep three points, and Zhao Ke had no scruples.

The more you fight like this, the more you lose.

Yang Laohei knew that Zhao Ke would not last long if he fought like this, and as long as he dragged it, he could drag him down.

It's just that Yang Laohei soon found that he couldn't get rid of Zhao Ke.

It turned out that Zhao Ke relied on his greedy secondary pupils and arrogant super sense.

Seeing Yang Laohei's every move in his eyes, Zhao Ke gradually began to take the initiative.

I saw Zhao Ke, deliberately taking advantage of the blind spot of Yang Laohei's eye, and counterattacking like an outlaw.

Yang Laohei was blind in one eye, which greatly reduced his strength, and at this time, he was beaten like a scoundrel by Zhao Ke, and he was covered with wounds.

Suddenly, Yang Laohei understood that his desire to capture Zhao Ke alive was unrealistic.

The inner struggle is like a scale.

On the one hand, there are the treasures in Zhao Ke's postal album that make him red, and on the other hand, his situation is getting worse and worse.

Yang Laohei knew that he couldn't afford to drag it off, and if he dragged it on, he was afraid that Zhao Ke was not entrusted to death, but the person who died might be himself.

Between life and treasure.

Yang Laohei chose the former without hesitation.

I saw that Yang Laohei suddenly stopped, the anger on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a calm like water.

A pair of sharp eyes stared at Zhao Ke, no longer floating with desire and anger as before, leaving only a pure murderous aura.

"Oh no, this guy figured it out!"

Sensing the change in Yang Laohei's gaze, Zhao Ke was distracted, but he did not restrain his attack because of this, but instead used all his strength to strike with all his strength without reservation.

Gather all the Buddha qi in one body and gather into a three-foot long sword.

"Whew!"

Yang Laohei let out a long sigh: "You are very strong, among the junior postmen, even if you don't have the ability to stamps, unless you are a postman who has mastered these top stamps such as the space system, there are few people who are your opponents, but the game ends here." ”

In the end, in Yang Laohei's eyes, there was a surge of murderous intent and no more hands, and the figure instantly blurred in front of Zhao Ke, leaving only an afterimage that dissipated layer by layer in the air.

"Tiger Kill!"

"Whew!"

The black tiger let out a deafening roar, shattering the surrounding storm, and saw a black light, as if it was about to tear the void apart, and slammed it on Zhao Ke's sword qi.

Without any accidents, in the face of the nidal blow, Zhao Ke's sword qi was completely as thin as a layer of paper, emitting a crisp crack, "Bang!" The sound was completely shattered.

"Die!"

In Yang Laohei's eyes, there was no joy or excitement, it felt as inconsequential as if he was going to pinch an ant to death, and his claws stabbed straight into Zhao Ke's heart.

Seeing that his fingers were getting closer and closer to Zhao Ke, Yang Laohei's pupils suddenly tightened, and he suddenly looked back at his side, and saw a bullet appear in his sight.

The red bullet, with a blazing firelight, suddenly exploded in front of Zhao Ke and Yang Laohei.

"Bang!"

At the same time as the fire exploded, a burst of gunfire followed from the side.

The fireburst exploded in between.

Yang Laohei was naturally not afraid of this level of flame incineration, but Zhao Ke's whole person quickly fell by the explosion.

The body kept rolling on the ground, and after breaking an unknown number of small trees, one of them grabbed a big tree and stopped itself.

After breathing a sigh of relief, he stood up from the ground, his legs were constantly trembling, not because he was afraid, but because the strength of his muscles was no longer enough for Zhao Ke to be able to support his body steadily.

The smell of burnt smell all over his body, green smoke was emitting from his whole body, blood dripping to the ground, and he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

On the left shoulder, the left hand hung down weakly, and the wound on the shoulder was still bubbling with a biting cold.

At this time, as long as you are not blind, you can see that Zhao Ke has reached the limit.

Yang Laohei made a heel in mid-air and landed firmly on the ground.

Looking back at the grass, he saw Zhao Ke's doppelganger popping up in the grass, and quickly raised the musket in his hand.

However, the muzzle of the musket is not Yang Laohei, but Zhao Ke.

"Wait! What are you doing? ”

Seeing this, Yang Laohei, the one-eyed pupil contracted, and a bad premonition surged in his heart.

Zhao Ke raised his head and looked at the sky above his head, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, that kind of smile was relief.

"Bang!"

At the same time, the doppelganger's finger pressed the trigger, and he saw a string of tongues of fire erupt from the musket, and a bullet pierced Zhao Ke's chest.

"Bastard!"

At the moment of shooting, Yang Laohei took a sharp breath, his body fluttered forward, and he burst out with unprecedented speed, he knew that he couldn't let Zhao Ke die like this.

Once Zhao Ke dies like this, then it means that the person who killed Zhao Ke is not Yang Laohei.

Then, he wouldn't be able to extract the dream gem from Zhao Ke's postal album!

So much he has paid, all of them have to be wasted, and what is even more terrifying is that once someone knows the path of the dream gem, it will completely disappear because of himself.

Yang Laohei didn't dare to think about what kind of people he would offend because of this.

But he knows very well that those who can come up with terrifying numbers and amazing bounties, if these people want to pinch themselves, it is the same as killing Zhao Ke by themselves, it is as simple as a thought.

In an instant, Yang Laohei's speed reached a limit, as if time was slowing down under his speed for a moment.

"Boom!"

A thunderclap in the sky lit up the dim earth.

"Flutter!"

I saw the claws pierce into Zhao Ke's chest and penetrate from behind.

Feeling that in Zhao Ke's chest, the hot blood, and the heart was still beating weakly, Yang Laohei's face showed an ecstatic look.

The blood-red one-eyed glared at Zhao Ke's scorched face, roared, "The person who killed you is me!" ”

Accompanied by Yang Laohei's deafening roar, Zhao Keqiang held a heavy eyelid, opened his left eye, and grabbed Yang Laohei's arm tightly with his right hand.

In the black and white eyes, a strong desire to survive continued to burn, and it became stronger and stronger, as if it was not Yang Laohei's hand that he caught, but his own life-saving straw.

I saw Zhao Ke open his mouth and keep taking deep breaths.

In my mind, I thought of the eldest of the five ghosts, before parting last time, what he said to himself: "Live well!" Take deep breaths. ”

"You!"

Seeing this, Yang Laohei's face was shocked, and suddenly he seemed to realize something, and squinted his eyes and looked back.

I saw that in the pouring rain, a drop of water suddenly solidified in the air, and condensed into a big droplet, before it fell heavily.

Yang Laohei tried to focus his gaze, and he could barely see the dense silk threads like hair.

One, two, three......

Seeing this, Yang Laohei lowered his head and looked at the hand inserted into Zhao Ke's chest, and pulled it out forcefully, wanting to pull this hand out of Zhao Ke's chest.

Just pull it hard, "Click!" With a bang, his arm was neatly broken.

Yang Laohei could even see that on the neat incision of the broken arm, the bone marrow was still glued together and pulled apart as if it was pulled apart.

"When!"

Yang Laohei looked at his severed hand blankly, and after being stunned for a while, he raised his head and asked Zhao Ke.

As he spoke, Yang Laohei's mouth had begun to tilt rapidly, and his whole face was like a misplaced puzzle, and his nose, eyes, and blood began to slip out of place.

"Smack!" Bang.

Zhao Ke looked at the puddle of rotten meat on the ground, but he didn't reply to his question, the only thought in his mind was to insist on taking a deep breath.

accompanied the death of Yang Laohei.

A black stamp book hovers from his corpse.

Different from Zhao Ke's stamp album, Yang Laohei's stamp album looks more quaint, black leather, I don't know what material it is, refracted in the dark night, a strange light.

The silver edge depicts some charms that Zhao Ke can't understand.

Zhao Ke didn't look at what was in Yang Laohei's stamp book, and quickly made the choice he needed most, inheriting the postage.

With the disappearance of the stamp album in front of him, Zhao Ke got the prompt sound of his own stamp album.

[You inherited the postage points left by the postman Yang Laohei, a total of 247 postage points, and the postage points have been included in your postal book. 】

"Rich!"

The postage points in Yang Laohei's hand exceeded Zhao Ke's expectations, and he is worthy of being an intermediate postman, who can accumulate such a large amount of postage.

While Zhao Ke was happy in his heart, he decisively activated the special ability of the stamp "Creation Pearl", the Yin and Yang Book.