"Phew!"

A gunshot broke the quiet time of the village, and the villagers who were setting up stalls on both sides of the street to do business widened in horror, and a man with black hair and black eyes standing on the street was holding a strange thing, the front of the thing was still emitting a trace of white smoke, and the head of a villager who was standing in front of the man burst open, blood sprayed all over the ground, and the body that lost its head shook a few times and then staggered to the ground. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Swish! The man who shot and killed the man shook the weapon in his hand beautifully into a round flower, and put it into his black trench coat in an unusually chic manner.

Ruthless and decisive, he was shot in the head with a large-caliber pistol before the villager dressed as a demon on the ground could react. The man's calm face was expressionless, and his arrogant eyes looked at the corpse on the ground as if he were looking at a dead dog.

Purple blood stained the stone path of the street, and the man walked towards an old man standing among the villagers.

As the man moved, all the villagers standing in front of him fled in terror, as if the person in front of him was the same as the dead thing on the ground. It's all such terrible, cold-blooded, and murderous devils.

The performance of the villagers was seen by the man, but he did not say anything, after all, no matter how much he laughed at the ignorant people, he could not change the nature of the mouse being afraid of the cat.

"The hunt is complete, and there are a total of three demons, so it's a total of three hundred gold." The man stood in front of the village chief and said with a calm face.

The village chief didn't dare to say anything, for fear of causing the displeasure of the person in front of him, so he trembled and took out a black package from his arms and handed it to the man.

The man glanced at it casually, didn't count it, took it directly, and turned around and walked out of the village.

As the sun set, a group of villagers stood stunned and watched the man leave until his back disappeared into the distance in the red light and shadow of the sky.

In the middle of the sound, the originally dense air began to recover, and the time of the town seemed to resume its operation again, but the village, which was still a little lively, had completely fallen silent, and everyone was looking at the entrance of the village with a kind of fear, and they could not turn back for a long time.

After leaving the village, Char walked all the way, he had no destination and no special goal, he just went all the way.

When it was completely dark, Char took out the marching tent and began to set up, setting up a baking pot and cooking food. Sprinkle a little fragrant, then some ginger and garlic, pour some sesame oil and put the vegetables and cut pork into the pot and start boiling, when the surrounding fragrance is overflowing, the lid of the pot can be taken out and eaten.

Extinguish the fire, spoon the soup, pour it over the plump white grains of rice, and stir with chopsticks.

"Huen~~~" Char had a satisfied expression on his face, very satisfied with the food he made. In the next second, the chopsticks danced rapidly, Char chewed it in a big gulp, and a whole bowl of rice was eaten in an instant.

After a full meal, a cold drink, wow! It's really cool to live this life!

When Char has eaten and drunk his fill, it is time for dessert and reading after dinner.

Set up the table and chair made of white jade, erect a large umbrella canopy, sit on a comfortable chair, Char took out a magazine from the armor that did not belong to this time and space, and began to read it. When you are bored or tired, drink a cup of fragrant coffee to refresh yourself~

This almost corrupt life has lasted for more than 1 month since Char came to this world.

Actually, Char is not to blame for this, it is really because the world is too boring. Those villagers and demons are like a food chain, no matter how you look at it, it will feel boring, not to mention that Char has no good feelings for those villagers at all, and even if he does, he is not in the mood to deal with a bunch of European monkeys.

It was soon the middle of the night, and Char cleaned up and planned to rest.

It's just that today is a little different from usual, and there are people on the top of the cliff that should have been empty, or rather, people. Because the thermal detector showed a half-humanoid object, Char originally thought it was a demon, but later found that this humanoid object seemed to be a little too petite compared to those demons.

Half of the body is heat, and the other half is a cold-blooded species like a demon.

Char thought about it, and then suddenly understood the identity of the person who came!

"Half-human, half-demon warrior, big sword?"

Yes, only those who are fused with the flesh and blood of demons in legend will have such an abnormal system.

Looking at the direction of this thermal energy mark, the great sword seems to be heading towards itself.

"Is it because of the name of the witcher?" Char thought of a possible reason for Greatsword to find himself. The premise of constantly hunting demons for a month will indeed attract the attention of that organization. It's just because I don't care about the threat of that organization at all, so I subconsciously ignore it.

Forget it, it's not a threat anyway, and since you're here, you'll see you.

Thinking like this, Char lay back on the chaise longue, crossed Erlang's legs, and read a book by the light of the burning fire.

After a while, there was a rustling sound in the trees behind Char, and Char ignored it and continued to read the book in his hand. The sound of metal hitting the ground sounded, and the sound that could cause this sound should be the special metal shoes of the great sword, which means that the big sword has come to Char's back and observed Char.

Greatsword didn't choose to sneak attack, which means that the organization may have no intention of making an enemy to Char, but this is unlikely. The biggest reason should be the big sword, maybe because he didn't want to kill humans, or maybe because he didn't want to sneak attack and kill the enemy, in short, this big sword stood quietly in place after coming behind Char, no longer moving forward.

Char was quite surprised by the performance of the big sword behind her, and originally thought that the other party would come over immediately, but she didn't expect her to stop like this.

Curious, Char sat up from the chaise longue and looked in the direction of the great sword.

"What, if you come, you should greet the host first, this is the basic etiquette as a guest, right? Could it be that when you Dajian studied these aristocratic etiquette lessons, you only cared about how to remember the prostitute's call for spring and forgot what you should have remembered? Char said viciously, he was stimulating the big sword to see what type she belonged to.

The big sword standing behind was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the person he met for the first time to be sarcastic about the other party like this.

"Oh, that's a faux pas. However, polite gentleman, as a nobleman and a host before asking the guests to say hello, shouldn't you introduce yourself to show your nobility and dignity? Or have you wasted so much energy on prostitutes that you have lost even the last bit of your wand of intelligence? After a brief moment of distraction, the great sword immediately launched a verbal counterattack.

When it comes to poisonous tongues, she doesn't seem to be much worse than Char...

"Huh?!"

This time, it was Char's turn to be stunned, and he couldn't think of how one of the memories in his mind was a stereotypical and lifeless greatsword suddenly became like this? Not only does he know how to be sarcastic, but he has also reached the level of a poisonous tongue?