When we left the hunter's house, it was already getting dark.
Qianye randomly found a tavern, and after a couple of drinks, he inquired from the maid which nearby house was for sale.
An hour later, Qianye settled his first residence in Dark Blood City.
The price of this small two-story building with its own yard is only five gold coins. It's so cheap because there's a ghetto right across the wall. There is a concentration camp of all chaos, filth and crime. It is conceivable that almost every night, there will be several thieves visiting the house.
No one wants to live in this kind of place, as long as possible, they will move out as soon as possible.
Qianye was not afraid of trouble, he went out to purchase a lot of parts, and then set up many traps in the corners of the courtyard, inside and outside the doors and windows of the main building. These seemingly simple gadgets are actually quite easy to use and will not easily kill people, but the pain of flesh and blood is absolutely indispensable. After finishing the layout, Qianye painted a line of big characters on the outer wall: There are traps inside, and the consequences will be at your own risk.
After writing this, Qianye locked the courtyard door and prepared to go hunting in the wilderness.
The shortest route from here to the city gate is directly through the slums. Regardless of the hostile gazes of those idlers, Qianye walked straight into an alley that was so narrow that he had to turn sideways to pass.
The alley was winding and winding, and the already narrow passage was full of sundries, making it even more crowded, and it was almost impossible to get off in some places. There is rubbish and running dirty water all over the ground.
The children, whose faces were so dirty that they could not see their true colors, chased and played, and ran from one alley to another.
There are low shacks on both sides, even men of medium stature have to bend over and bow their heads when entering and leaving. Some women will stand at the door, constantly waving to passers-by. For ten coppers, they can sleep with you.
These scenes did not make Qianye disgusted, but felt extremely nostalgic. The place where he lived and grew up was even worse than the environment here. There is no road in the airship cemetery, every step down is all kinds of metal fragments or pieces, and people live in small and large abandoned boat cabins and even pipes.
The children never had the idea of playing games. Due to the lack of food, everyone usually had to conserve their energy. The only reason for fighting was to fight for food.
In Qianye's eyes, these narrow and deep alleys have at least the most basic order, and the children running around represent vitality.
After Qianye walked through this long and narrow alley, there was a small open space at the end, where seven or eight roads converged at the same time. After a little identification of the direction, he walked towards the street with the highest and widest terrain. At almost every alley, two or three aborigines gathered together, and when they saw strangers passing by, they cast malicious eyes over them.
Qianye didn't look sideways, nor did he deliberately avoid anything. The leather armor on his body, the assault rifle on his back and the hatchet at his waist clearly showed that this outsider was not easy to mess with.
But just as he was passing through an alley, a thin and small boy rushed out of it, and hit him straight like a shell fired. How could Qianye let him bump into him, he just turned sideways and let him pass.
The boy jumped out of nowhere, and immediately faced down, his lips and teeth hitting the mud. Struggling to get up, he suddenly sucked his extra-big nose forcefully, and screamed suddenly: "The blood race's force gun! I smell it! I smell it!"
With the boy's scream, in an instant, the whole slum boiled!
The force gun of the vampire is a sky-high fortune. No matter who gets it, they can change their fate!
Qianye was a little surprised, this little boy's nose was so good that he could smell the golden roses that he wrapped heavily in his backpack. And what he was yelling about wasn't gold coins and other more common property, obviously he wasn't talking nonsense. It seems that even in the slums, there are many gifted people, but most of them are destined to be buried for life.
Many ragged people slowly surrounded Qianye, and they all held primitive weapons such as wooden sticks and kitchen knives.
Qianye was very helpless, once this kind of situation formed, he would not stop until there was no blood. He took off the assault rifle on his shoulder, pulled the bolt heavily, and pointed the black muzzle at the crowd.
"Whoever dares to come over will die! Now, get out of the way!" Qianye shouted.
But his words had no deterrent effect, and the surrounding mob did not back down, but after looking at each other for a while, they tightened the encirclement even more. They were breathing heavily, and their eyes were gradually bloodshot, staring at Qianye's backpack with a greedy and longing light.
A skinny man suddenly made a gesture to pounce on Qianye. As soon as he moved, Qianye seemed to be able to see behind his back, and suddenly turned around, the gun was already aimed at his forehead.
The man froze for a moment, but seeing that Qianye didn't shoot, he lowered his body like a wild dog, and even uttered a provocative growl at Qianye.
Qianye knew that something was wrong.
But maybe it was the thoughts that had not been completely dissipated after walking slowly before, or maybe it was the too familiar smell of corruption with the smell of metal in the air, Qianye's fingers squeezed the trigger bit by bit, but he never pulled it to the end.
The power of the "Assaulter" could not only blow away the head of the crazy man on the opposite side, but the aftermath of the spread was enough to overturn the other people on his left, and finally smashed down the shack at the alley in front of him.
Seeing that Qianye hadn't fired, the man suddenly became more courageous. Without hesitation, he jumped into the air and bit Qianye's throat fiercely!
Qianye hesitated for a moment, sighed inwardly, let go of the trigger, and changed the hand holding the gun from horizontal to vertical, ready to knock the man unconscious with the handle of the gun. With the strength of his current third-level soldier, he can rush out of this place by force.
At this moment, a gunshot sounded from the side, and the head of the man in front of Qianye suddenly exploded, blood spots and brains splashed all over Qianye's body!
That is the scene only after being hit by a large-caliber bullet!
Qianye turned his head suddenly, and saw a woman dressed up appearing on the roof next to her at some point. She was holding an apparently modified gunpowder rifle in one hand, and the extra thick muzzle was emitting faint white smoke.
Her muzzle moved slightly, aiming at the little boy with a particularly big nose, and said with a sneer, "Go to hell, you little bastard!"
"Wait a minute!" Qianye's voice and gunshots rang out at the same time.
The huge recoil caused the woman's plump upper body to lean back slightly, while the little boy's head and half of his upper body exploded together.
The mob suddenly panicked, and some turned and fled. But most of them were aroused fiercely instead, and immediately someone rushed forward with howls, and countless hands aimed at the shoulder straps of Qianye's backpack and grabbed them. At the same time, in the chaos, two short blades polished with scrap steel blades stabbed at Qianye's back.
These mobs are weak, but they are absolutely vicious, and they don't take their lives seriously at all.
Qianye sighed, and with a flip of his backhand, he grasped the backs of the two blades accurately. The two mobs desperately drew or stabbed their knives, but the blades remained motionless as if welded.
But at this moment, a piece of metal with green smoke flew over suddenly in the air, it was a grenade!
Qianye cursed in his heart, jumped up helplessly, climbed over the two-story shack, landed on the street on the other side, and immediately fell to the ground.
With a bang, the two mobs were the first to bear the brunt, their bodies flew high into the sky, and a few severed limbs were thrown up along with them. The shock wave destroyed the surrounding shacks, and countless pieces of wood flew over Qianye's back, scratching his skin sorely.
This is a powerful offensive grenade for military use! Qianye drew a conclusion in an instant from the unexpected aftermath of the explosion. This is a powerful weapon used to deal with low-level dark races. Even official blood warriors will be injured if they are affected!
If Qianye thought it was just an ordinary grenade and didn't dodge it with all his strength, he would definitely be seriously injured by this indiscriminate attack.
He secretly scolded that woman for being so fierce, that this kind of weapon that can only be used in field battles is actually used directly in the city!
The mob blew up more than a dozen people at once, and the rest were finally frightened and fled away scrambling.
There was commotion in the distant neighborhood, and soon several heavily armed expeditionary soldiers rushed over.
When they saw the woman standing on the roof, they were startled for a moment, and their attitude immediately became respectful. They asked, "Miss Yingnan, what's going on? You seem to have used a weapon that shouldn't be used in the city."
The young woman sneered and said, "It's nothing serious. Some guys here want to rob members of our hunter's family. I just killed a few so that they can remember. As for the offensive grenade, it didn't Be careful what falls, it has nothing to do with me."
The leading expeditionary force, wearing the epaulettes of a corporal, nodded unexpectedly, turned around and said to his companions, "I've figured it out. Someone hid a grenade here, and it exploded accidentally. Alright, let's call it a day!"
Several expeditionary soldiers turned around and left, and there were more than a dozen corpses on the ground, and they didn't seem to see them at all.
Seeing this scene, Qianye just remained silent. When he was in Red Scorpion, he encountered death indicators several times, but that was for the local nobles. He often heard about this situation from veterans who had served in the regular army, but it was the first time he had personally experienced it.
At this time, the young woman jumped off the roof and landed in front of Qianye, looked him up and down, then showed something in her hand, and said, "Follow me! Let's find a place to drink A glass."
After a while, Qianye sat down with her in a bar.
The reason why Qianye followed her was because she showed a four-star hunter badge. Four-star hunters, in addition to accumulating corresponding merits, must have at least four levels of strength to get them.
Only now did Qianye have the opportunity to observe her carefully.
This is a very young girl, about twenty years old, wearing dark brown and dark gray armor. The material should be some kind of beast skin, and the key parts are made of metal. Of course, this armor was several orders of magnitude stronger than Qianye's, and it fit the girl very well. It was obviously either a custom-made product or specially adjusted.
She has a face both heroic and wild, very beautiful. There was a small scar on her forehead, which not only did not damage her appearance, but added a bit of unruly charm when she tilted her head and raised the corners of her eyes.
The girl is very tall, only a little shorter than Qianye by a very inconspicuous figure, and her figure is extremely hot, as if she is full of vitality and strength that will overflow at any time. She has dark brown hair, also tied in a ponytail.
She leaned forward, as if she hadn't realized that her chest was against the edge of the table.
The girl knocked on the table with the boldness of a well-informed and experienced veteran, and said to Qianye: "My name is Yu Yingnan. You can also call me Yingnan, or male sister is better... But, boy, you can call me Yu Yingnan." Are you going to drink something that is as weak as plain water?"