Fengling Road, Qingchuan City.

It was a sparsely populated, dilapidated path, with a cool slender street, at the end of which stood a huge square building, twenty meters high, surrounded by barbed wire, with whitewashed walls without any windows, only a row of large exhaust fans turning slowly.

Harukawa City Waien Hall.

It was once the most extravagant place in the Harukawa French Concession, where celebrities gathered, luxury cars and modern girls gathered every night, and the drunken dreams and nights of "The Great Gatsby" were staged, but it has decayed, and today's young people don't like this kind of rotten and old-fashioned place, they love bars, clubs and gun rooms.

Today, Huai'en Hall seems to be rejuvenated, with all kinds of big-name luxury cars gathered here, shiny oil-headed young people, long-legged girls with cheongsams slit high to /hips/, polite waiters in tuxedos, and imposing upper-class people with cigars in their mouths.

Floating like a dream, luxury reappears.

A black Lincoln slowly stopped in front of the Wynne Hall, its old-fashioned and temperamental attitude caught the attention of the waiter, and he hurried down the steps, the window slowly lowered, and a young, slender, muscular hand handed out a golden invitation.

"Welcome Mr. Han Xu." The waiter is respectful, like greeting a super-rich man.

The door opened, and a handsome young man stepped down, slender with thin cheeks, dressed in a black tight-fitting uniform, with long white velvet gloves on his hands, and a row of golden buttons shining.

"The auction is about to start, Mr. Han Xu, please." The waiter bowed to the young dignitary.

The young VIP waved his hand coldly, turned around and walked to the other door of the black Lincoln, bowed slightly and opened the door: "Please, Mr. Han." ”

"Hmm." A hearty voice rang out from inside.

This guy is still an opener! The guests and cheongsam girls were shocked and looked at the black elongated Lincoln, expecting the big man inside to show his true identity.

In the eyes of all the anticipation, the first thing that appeared was a king-size Churchill cigar, then a Patek Philippe 'Dark Celebrity' clock, then a shiny Italian Tishon Tony leather shoes, and finally an Armani black custom suit, with greased hair that can be used as a mirror, and the whole body was full of 'I am a local tyrant, who am I afraid of' temperament!

The audience was shocked.

The reason for the shock is not just that this guy is dressed as a local tyrant, but - he is so handsome, so handsome that the girls around him can't help but flatter him.

Han Xu took a king-size cigar in his mouth, and waved to the warblers and Yanyan, secretly thinking that Gu Qianxun, this girl, squeezed him as a migrant worker every day, and it was really good to do things, look at the local tyrant line she purchased, the copycat version of Wu Yanzu immediately turned into the mine boss Wu Yanzu.

"Mr. Han, do you need a female companion?"

A tall cheongsam girl walked over, her delicate body was slightly against Han Xu, her face was smiling, her red lips were lightly opened, and her sexual feelings made Han Xu feel uncontrollable, Han Xu bowed politely, and sniffed intoxicatingly on the cheongsam girl's magnificent big breasts.

The fragrance is impressive, the flowers are captivating, it is this Feel!

"Is this woman's big/breasts/creamy?" Gu Qianxun's faint voice sounded in Han Xu's ears.

It's obviously cow-flavored! Don't ask me who I am!

Han Xu couldn't help but complain, he had wireless earbuds installed in his ears to facilitate communication with Gu Qianxun. I didn't know that the girl was hiding there to spy on him, and left early in the morning, giving him only an invitation and a handsome guy and an extended Lincoln.

"It's just a show."

Han Xu muttered, he had a miniature microphone on his collar, then squinted at the cheongsam girl, shrugged his shoulders and said reluctantly: "You are beautiful and sexy, but I'm sorry, I don't need a female companion, please don't ask me why, but if you must know, then I'll tell you - I'm a GAY!" ”

Depend on! Do you know that the local tyrant is a rare animal?

The cheongsam girl was so angry that she vomited blood: It is glorious to engage in a base, but it is immoral for a local tyrant to engage in a base!

The cheongsam girl turned around and left with her LV bag.

Han Xu waved his hand sadly, and said Goodye with the graceful back of the cheongsam girl: Although you can't get my person, but you get my heart, you don't have to be together if you like it, you can fight together when you have time.

"Lead the way!"

Han Xu took a puff of Churchill cigar and recreated the temperament of a local tyrant!

Walking through the dimly lit corridor, Han Xu followed the waiter to a crimson door.

The door is open, and the space inside is incomparably vast, surrounded by marble beads standing in the center, more than a dozen giant crystal chandeliers are hanging from the dome to dispel all shadows, a scarlet curtain hangs on the stage, and a wool blanket of a hundred birds and phoenixes shows a flashy atmosphere.

Underneath the stage, hundreds of seats were packed.

The guests seemed to know each other and talked and laughed. Han Xu found his place and sat down, carefully observing the surroundings, and found that most of the people present were hunters from the major hunter families, of course, on the surface, they were no different from people.

Han Xu knew him because he was also a hunter.

Hunters are mutants of humans with super physique and special abilities.

The god-man who created this new species against God's will has been lost in the long river of history, and the hunter is a god-man in his heart.

Feng Nie is a first-generation mutant hunter.

Han Xu remembered that there was a rough record of Feng Nie in "Hunting Blade Ancient Book": Feng Nie, the god of hunters, had reached the point of being superb, and he could break the galaxy and the sun and moon with one punch, and in the end he felt that his days on the earth were too boring, his hand cramped with the number of banknotes, and the beauty slept so hard that his eggs hurt, and finally he went to a place called the Hunter Temple to recuperate.

Of course, legends are legends after all.

Han Xuke has never seen such a sharp hunter, Qin Shubao and Cheng Yanjin are still door gods in legends, in fact, these two brothers are just more capable gangster leaders. It can be seen from this that there is no truth in history, and both human history and hunter history are like birds, and all kinds of exaggerated mythological figures are concocted.

Of course, after countless years of reproduction and growth, hunters have now spread all over the world, forming a sub-society hidden in human society, that is, the hunter society, which has its own set of social norms.

In hunter society, the two largest branches are hunter families and hunter organizations.

The hunter organization does all the work, digging people's ancestral graves, stealing national treasures, being a double agent, running wherever there is money, there is no moral bottom line at all, as cheap as it is, Han Xu knows that the things to be auctioned today must come from unknown sources, and most of them are from the hunter organization.

The hunter family is different, they have existed for thousands of years, and the wealth and power they have accumulated are extremely amazing, such as Gu Qianxun's Gu family, as well as the unfathomable strength of the ancient hunter family Wang family, they hold their own orthodox bloodline, take the sunny road, and disdain the hunter organization of the lower three indiscriminate, in short, it is a reason to look down on the hanging silk with Gao Fushuai.

Han Xu was born in the hunter organization - Noki, although he is the number one person in Noki, but it is not a grade compared to these hunter families when he is really brought to the table, and the hunters who participated in the auction today naturally do not know his small role.

This may be the reason why Gu Qian is looking for him to do this.

However, Han Xu feels quite good about himself, his brother is now unknown, but what is the saying of a bad street? Don't bully young people into poverty! Maybe that day, my brother will become famous, and the drunken beauty will wake up on his knees and take charge of the world, and hang up and beat you rich and handsome people who look down on hanging silk.

When Han Xu was serious/lewd/energetic, there was a commotion in the hall.

Han Xu looked up, and a group of people came to the door.

The first one was a bald guy, his shiny bald head was impressive, but the most impressive thing was his figure, tall, strong, and full of a sense of power in a black suit.

After glancing at it, Han Xu's gaze immediately fell on the person behind the bald guy, because that person was the focus of the eyes of all the hunters present, and even many big people who seemed to have a high status got up and walked over to greet that person.

The man was a teenager.

The appearance of a teenager of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a baby face, very delicate, full of style, wearing a Burberry black trench coat, bullet hair, pure white hair, and an earring in his left ear, which reflects a dazzling broken light in the light, handsome and dazzling!

"Xijue, I didn't expect you to come here today." A middle-aged man in his sixties who looked very high said with a smile: "I don't know if you have taken a fancy to that auction item?" I won't raise the price. ”

The young man named Xijue smiled faintly, but the smile was a little indifferent, a little unkind, and even a middle-aged man who didn't pay attention to the middle-aged man who showed favor to him, the young man's eyes turned, and his sharp gaze swept over the faces of every hunter present, his voice was short and powerful, and the broken diamond in his left ear shone brightly: "Caesar's kiss is mine!" ”

Han Xu couldn't help but gasp.

Xijue?

And that Xijue?

There is only one West Lord in the Hunter Realm.

The powerful ancient hunter family, the third prince of the Wang family - Wang Xijue!

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