In the early morning, the warm sunshine slowly fell, bright and dazzling.
The breeze is blowing, and if you don't take into account the messy Bay of Pigs, it is indeed a good day that makes people feel happy.
Fang Yuan was walking in the Bay of Pigs, his backpack already filled with the harvest of the night.
After watching Imoen and his party leave, he immediately responded to the call of the Sword of Dawn and launched an attack on the Night Familia. The result was obvious.
The backpack full of trophies at this time undoubtedly showed that he had a good harvest.
The flames in the port have been extinguished, but only the curls of green smoke are still struggling.
The survivors' eyes were dull, looking at the ruins in front of them or the corpses on the ground. They didn't know who made the first cry, and soon the wails became louder.
"Last night, at least five hundred people died...most of them died in the fire..."
Fang Yuan sighed silently and came to the center of the war zone.
There, the demon hunters gathered together, looking at the row of corpses covered with white cloth on the ground, and they were silent.
"The casualties among the demon hunters were also very heavy... If Siris hadn't arrived in time, they might have all been wiped out!"
The atmosphere at the scene was somewhat solemn.
After all, these dead demon hunters are their relatives and friends.
"Today... I stand here, remembering these comrades with deep sorrow... "
Seris, the Sword of Dawn, stood in front of everyone with a low voice: "Asak, Mendo, Chekov... They are all good men among demon hunters, partners of justice, fighting against evil until the last moment. , I’m proud of them!”
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"Although evil has taken away your lives, my respect, my determination, and the thoughts of all of us will be with you forever. Rest in peace, my closest comrades!"
During the eulogy, Fang Yuan also stood aside with a solemn expression.
Of course, these demon hunters died extremely miserably. Some of them could not even find their complete bodies, or they were simply swallowed by the voodoo zombies and could only be replaced with weapons and clothing.
"But I believe that justice and light will last with us forever!"
At the end, under the leadership of Siris, all the demon hunters drew their weapons together: "I swear! I will protect justice and light and fight against evil to the end!"
In the oath, many demon hunters were filled with courage and passion, which finally diluted the sad atmosphere a little.
The next thing was just to clean up the mess. Flock, with his chest bandaged and almost mummified, was carried back miserably.
But Siris did not leave, but looked at Fang Yuan thoughtfully: "Young man, what is your name?"
"Hulk! My Lord!"
Fang Yuan leaned slightly, knowing that his performance last night or the traces he left on the monster's corpse had successfully attracted the attention of the legendary demon hunter.
"Your swordsmanship is very good... If you have any questions in the future, you can come to the branch to ask me for advice!"
Siris had a stern face, obviously not a person who showed off his emotions.
But just such goodwill has already made other demon hunters very surprised and jealous.
This is a demon hunter with the title, the top of the entire Hulin District, actually looking at a rookie with admiration
Fang Yuan immediately noticed a lot of scrutinizing eyes, some even full of jealousy.
"This is normal. Even in the brightest organization, there are still shadows in it..."
Fang Yuan was indifferent to this. After thanking Siris again, he went about his business as if nothing had happened.
Anyway, if you successfully pull off such a tiger skin, although it is a little troublesome, it will be easier to do some things after you go back.
As for actually becoming a disciple? hehe…
This Siris is obviously a reserved person. He just lets Hulk come to ask for advice, and maybe he has prepared a few small tests or something in his mind.
Unfortunately, for Fang Yuan, all of this was just a wink to a blind man.
He was no longer inferior to Chen Xing in terms of his understanding of swordsmanship, so how could he still come to ask for advice? Unless with other purposes.
Compared with that, it would be more meaningful to think about how to deal with the materials obtained this time.
"The six ghoul claws, the core of the gargoyle, and the materials for the fire demon... are enough for the alchemist to create a set of magic weapons, right?"
Fang Yuan was also obsessed with the set of "Yinliu Flying Claws" found in the library.
After all, it is a long-range attack method, and it also has the ability to move quickly in complex terrain. For a demon hunter, the latter point is even more important.
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Hulin District, black market.
"Mr. Hawke, please rest assured that your request will be met immediately. The batch of arms you ordered can be seen lying in your warehouse tomorrow."
Black Jack holds his beloved pipe and puffs away smoke.
"This deal is very important to me. I leave everything to you!"
In front, a businessman stood up, bowed, and left the secret room with relief.
"Let Mad Dog escort this shipment!"
Black Jack looked at the other person's disappearing back, but a cunning light flashed in his eyes: "This man is the second heir of the Christian family, right? He acquired so many weapons, and it seems that he wants to launch a rebellion... Let Lark Contact the first heir of the Christine family, sell this information to her, and tell her that if the price is less than 100,000, pull out her tongue!"
"As you command!"
Several of his men immediately withdrew respectfully.
Black Jack, on the other hand, was stroking his beloved pipe with a satisfied look on his face.
Who among the people in Hulin District doesn’t know that Black Jack has always been honest in doing business! If you say you want to sell arms to the other party, you will definitely fulfill your promise.
Of course, as to whether this information will be leaked, it depends on the sincerity of the other party.
Black Jack is confident in this aspect and will definitely squeeze every last bit of money out of the opponent's pockets.
"Calculate the time... The Bay of Pigs incident is almost over, right?"
Black Jack was smoking his pipe on the counter, thinking silently.
Compared with how much profit you get, this is the most important thing.
"But... I am not the only black marketeer who has obtained information. Does the Demon Hunter Guild dare to uproot us?"
Blackjack thought with a sneer.
He knew very clearly that many black market businessmen actually had demon hunters behind them.
After all, no matter who it is, everyone wants to take a bite of such a huge profit. Even a demon hunter is not an immortal who doesn't eat fireworks from the world. He still has a large family to take care of.
As long as there is demand, black marketeers are everywhere.
This huge network of relationships can definitely guarantee that even if this mission fails and suffers heavy losses, they will not be affected too much.
After all, the information they gave is still accurate, but there are just a few omissions, right
"ah!"
At this moment, a scream came from outside, making the pores all over Black Jack's body stand up: "Hound, go out and see, what happened?"
"Yes, boss!"
A tall and burly mercenary with a scar on his face nodded and walked out calmly.
As a black market businessman, Black Jack has naturally offended a lot of people. He is able to live peacefully until now, in addition to observing people's behavior and finding a huge backer, it is because of this group of mercenaries around him.
Each of them has been carefully selected and is proficient in using various firearms and proficient in various cold weapons and fighting skills.
It's like this hound once single-handedly killed a heavily armed enemy that was ten times his size!
Bang bang!
Outside the house, gunshots came from various firepower points and gradually stopped, and everything fell into dead silence again.
"No... so soon..."
Cold sweat dripped down Black Jack's old face, he quickly stood up and ran to the secret room.
Behind him, a black shadow looked like a demon, carrying the hound that had turned into a dead dog, and came behind him: "Black Jack?!"
"Are you... that rookie witcher?!"
Black Jack looked back and was even more impressed.
"Thanks to you, I was really entertained last time!" Seeing the horrified expression on the other party's face, Fang Yuan knew that he had not found the wrong target. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed Black Jack's neck, and pulled him all over. The person was lifted off the ground.
"Spare... spare my life!"
Within a moment, Black Jack's old face turned purple and black, struggling to beg for mercy.
boom!
Just when he felt like he was about to faint, the huge force holding his neck loosened, causing him to collapse to the ground and start breathing heavily.
Black Jack swore that he had never felt so happy to be able to breathe freely!
"You...how dare you? Behind me, there are several adults..."
After taking a few deep breaths, he tremblingly said a few names, hoping to increase his survival rate.
It's a pity that Fang Yuan didn't listen to him at all.
"I know that you black market businessmen have great powers and will take your kickbacks and filial piety wherever you go, thus weaving a big web of power... However, organizations are organizations and individuals are individuals, and I am going to deal with you!"
Fang Yuan took out Xingye and plunged it down.
puff!
Amidst the blood splashing, one of Black Jack's palms was nailed to the ground.
"So... do you understand?"
When a person abandons all restraints, it is often very scary.
At this time, Fang Yuan was playing the role of a stunned young man who was furious after being deceived.
"Ming... understand!"
Obviously, old Jack cherished his life more than anyone else and immediately shut up.
He knew that even if he brought out the demon hunter leader and even the demon king at this time, he would not be able to shake the young demon hunter even a little bit.
"Very well, first of all... tell me, who asked you to lay it out?"
"I don't know, the other party gave me a large amount of money... Ah!" Black Jack said, a flash of silver light cut off his palm, causing him to scream in agony.
"You still have two legs, one hand, and three chances. Think carefully before you answer!"
Fang Yuan said indifferently, without any emotion in his pupils.