The group of big smoke sticks simply recovered, and there were masters in the team who were good at healing.

However, the ability is more miscellaneous, both the Holy Light Technique, and the natural healing technique, although the ability is not systematic, but it is a very rare professional auxiliary postman.

A large smoking gun poured a bottle of recovery potion into his mouth.

He was also miserable, because he was accidentally exposed to the slave mark on his body, and he was besieged by a group of red-eyed postmen.

If he hadn't been a thief, he would have sensed that something was wrong, and would have immediately led people to the abandoned land.

However, even though the big smoking gun is strong, it is timely to detect it, and it is surrounded by two teams of intermediate postmen.

He also almost gave up half his life.

After they had rested for a while, the big smoker asked one of them to go out quietly and inquire about the situation outside.

"No need to go, this storm is estimated to be over for a while and a half." Zhao Ke sat behind the big smoking gun and patted the big smoking gun on the shoulder.

He took out another white jade cigarette stick in his hand and put it on his hand.

Pinch a pinch of tobacco with your fingers and take a deep puff.

"Believe it or not, after smashing the pharmacy, this riot has just begun."

The big smoking gun turned his head and looked up at Zhao Ke who was sitting behind him: "What do you mean?" Why are they still endless? ”

Maybe it's because she was marked as a slave by the red mother-in-law, and the big smoking gun subconsciously regards the ghost market as a part of himself, and after listening to Zhao Ke's words, he felt a little unhappy.

Zhao Ke didn't argue with the big smoking gun, half-squinted his eyes, and let the big smoking gun let people go outside to investigate.

Thinking of the initiator of this matter, Zhao Ke sneered in his heart: "This kid is really stupid as always!" ”

Perhaps in the eyes of the big smoker and others, Qi Liang's spirit is extraordinary, but Zhao Ke's thoughts are different from theirs.

As for whether your thoughts are right or wrong, there will be results in a while.

One of the culprits, staying here at this time, sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform, watching the dragon and tiger fight, not to mention, there is another taste.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ke couldn't help but take two puffs of tobacco in his hand, sat quietly and waited.

Although the people in the big smoke gun are all slaves of the ghost market, they are the slaves of the Red Smoke Pavilion, and they are naturally not comparable to the slaves of your ordinary pharmacy.

Among them, there are naturally masters who are good at concealment.

A lean man nicknamed Ghost Shadow.

After hiding his figure, he quickly passed through the rusty gate and escaped into the ghost market.

It took about a stick of incense.

I saw this guy running back from outside with a bloody face.

"How?"

Seeing the blood on his face and several wounds on his body, the big smoker couldn't help frowning and asked.

However, Shadow of the Ghost did not pay attention to the Great Smoking Gun's inquiry, but first poured himself a bottle of recovery potion, and at the same time asked his companion to immediately bless himself with the Holy Light Technique.

After being expelled by the Holy Light Technique with a jet-black spell, the dark face of the ghost was much better for a while.

When he opened his eyes, he looked around in horror, and said in a low voice: "These people are crazy." ”

It turned out that at this moment, the ghost market, as Zhao Ke expected, was completely chaotic.

The rioting postmen were all crazy.

Now it is not only pharmacies that are involved, but also restaurants such as restaurants, odd goods, and props have also been smashed.

Even worse, someone started hunting down other postmen.

You know, under the punishment of the ghost market, once you are killed by the rest of the postmen, you can draw an extra stamp from the other party.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it is inevitable that someone will start to think about it.

"I saw with my own eyes that a postman who had just entered the ghost market from the outside world, before he could figure out what was going on, he was stabbed through the heart with an iron gun, damn these people, they are all damned."

The ghost shadow couldn't help but curse as he talked about what he saw outside.

Zhao Ke stood aside, and when he heard the result, as he expected, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but he quickly hid the smile.

The development of this matter is actually not difficult to predict.

These postmen, once they kill the red eye, how can they care who is innocent? Who is the culprit?

There were rules to bind these wolves before.

Make them follow the rules of the ghost market in a proper manner.

But if someone simply opens all the ropes, the wolf spirit will explode, and it will definitely not just smash some medicine stores and kill a few people.

Think about the reality of the results of the protests against Japanese goods that broke out in previous years, and how similar the situation is.

How many of them are really patriotic?

It's just under the guise of patriotism, smashing everywhere and taking the opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Even just, just because the other party drove a Nissan car, he used a U-lock to smash people into cerebral palsy.

When someone asks for a question, they break the bone.

What the? Do you want to say that there are really patriotic people in it, and only a few black sheep?

That's right, these people have, just like Qi Liang at this time.

So Zhao Ke said, Qi Liang is stupid.

The so-called patriotism in the mouth is nothing but an accomplice of these black sheep.

It emboldened them and provided them with the convenience of not being held accountable by the law, so that these black sheep could succeed.

and even slowly joined this group of black sheep.

It is estimated that at this moment, Qi Liang would not have thought that things would develop like this.

Thinking of Qi Liang, the smile in Zhao Ke's eyes became even stronger.

For Qi Liang, the more uncomfortable he was, the happier Zhao Ke felt.

There was no point in torturing his flesh.

What Zhao Ke likes to see most is his mental pain.

I couldn't help but be secretly happy in my heart, and secretly thought, "Aren't you always so kind, always like to be a good person?" I guess it's very bad right now. ”

The only thing that made Zhao Ke unhappy was that he was trapped in the abandoned land, this cage at this time.

Otherwise, I really want to go out and see Qi Liang's face.

Well, the look on his face must be wonderful, but it's a pity.

…………

"Stop!"

A flash of light bloomed through the streets of the ghost market, and with it, a cross fell through the air and slammed into the ground.

Suddenly, with a roar, two black shadows withdrew from the range of the holy light, one after the other.

Squinted at Qi Liang who rushed towards him, smiled coldly, didn't intend to entangle with him, turned around and left.

A godsend, of course, they will not let go of this great opportunity to slaughter and plunder.

Seeing that the other party was fleeing, Qi Liang had no way to catch up, because there were too many such people, and there was no point in catching up.

I could only clench my fists and scold: "Damn! ”

Saying this, Qi Liang walked quickly into a shop.

This shop is just a small shop that sells special medicinal liquor in a ghost market.

Because the effect of medicinal wine is excellent.

So the melee postman will buy some.

Although it is a medicinal liquor, it is completely different from a drugstore, but at this time, it is also used as one of the targets of looting.

When Qi Liang walked into the store, he took a look.

The manager of the store has been beaten to death.

The store was in a mess, and the valuable goods that could be included in the stamp book were suddenly looted.

If you can't take it away, you can simply destroy it.

Xiao Si of the shop was cut off in the head with a knife.

If you are not in charge, you are in charge of the postage management of the store.

I'm afraid that I will inevitably be cut off my head with a knife.

Qi Liang stepped forward, carefully placed his palm on the steward's wound, and his heart moved, "Holy light!" ”

For a while, the golden light shrouded the steward's wound, and the wound healed quickly.

Although the wound had healed, the steward's face turned pale, and his eyes glazed over the messy shop in front of him.

It was as if my heart was torn apart.

Seeing the corpse of the guy in his store again, he was even more sad, although he was a buddy, but the two had been together for so many years, and they also had feelings.

This time, I have lost so much that even the buddies who used to accompany me are gone.

Undoubtedly, the steward's heart was dim, and his eyes stared at the outside, the black smoke that lit up, and a heart-rending roar came out of his mouth: "A group of beasts! ”

"A bunch of brutes!"

Four words, but Qi Liang's face was hot.

Although he knew that it was not himself who was scolded by the steward.

But obviously, this matter has developed into this way, and it has nothing to do with itself.

It's the hand that takes the lead.

The result is an uncontrolled expansion of the situation.

Looking at the corpse of the guy on the ground, Qi Liang didn't know how to comfort the steward in front of him.

After struggling for a long time, he finally patted the steward on the shoulder helplessly: "Take a break, close the door, and wait to avoid this while." ”

With a long sigh, Qi Liang stood up and walked out of the door step by step.

"Qi Liang!"

At this time, Zhang Haigen and Qi Liang's teammates quickly walked over.

As he walked, he scolded: "These dog mongrels, even the master wants to rob them, fortunately, someone recognizes us, we are your teammates Qi Liang, otherwise, it is estimated that it will be hanging now." ”

I have to say that Qi Liang, as the leader of this matter, is a creature among the many postmen, and it is skyrocketing.

Some people even called Qi Liang the leading brother.

"You're that Qi Liang!" A cold sound behind him made Qi Liang frown, and when he looked back, Qi Liang's heart was shocked.

A pair of indifferent eyes were filled with intense hatred.

Like a sharp knife, it pierced deep into Qi Liang's heart.

The steward, who had just been saved by himself, actually stood up with his body and looked at the life-saving benefactor in front of him.

There was a grim smile on that pale face.

It's laughter, it's crying.

It's anger, it's hate.

"Good, good." The steward said three good words in a row, and then suddenly grabbed the broken porcelain piece in his hand.

"Don't!"

Qi Liang sensed that something was wrong, and opened his palm to stop it, but the steward took the opportunity to kick it open, and the cold porcelain piece stabbed into the steward's own throat.

For a while, blood gushed out of his throat, and the steward's eyes stared at Qi Liang, and the palm of the hand that was covered by the blood grabbed Qi Liang's clothes, forced his last breath, and scolded: "Animal ...... Bear! ”

Seeing this, Zhang Haigen walked over quickly, looking at the steward who had committed suicide, and couldn't help but look strange.

"Holy, she's crazy!" As he spoke, he looked at Qi Liang: "Xiaoliang, don't save this kind of person, you have a ...... brain"

"Shut up!"

Zhang Haigen was stunned for a moment, and didn't hear Qi Liang's words clearly: "What? ”

I saw Qi Liang stretching out his hand to remove Zhang Haigen's hand, looking at the corpse of the steward on the ground, he knew very well why the other party committed suicide.

I'd rather die than receive the slightest favor from myself.

What kind of hatred is this?

For a while, Qi Liang looked at his hands, and his eyes were bright and tenacious, and he was confused for the first time.