On the phone with Mianyu, Mu Fei had to bite the bullet and start his mission career again.

Due to the wear and tear of the battle, the previous uniform was no longer worn, and the broken shirt was also used by him to wrap Xiang Li's severed arm, and then sent to the headquarters with the broken arm.

Wearing the brand-new uniform that had been redeemed for a thousand points, Mu Fei always felt as if something was not right.

Where exactly?

He seems to have forgotten something......

Mom! He finally remembered why he hadn't seen his contract monster steamed bun since he came back!

Because the stupid steamed bun that only knew how to sleep except for eating, he stuffed it into the pocket of his jacket after the battle, and then when he wrapped the broken arm with his jacket, he wrapped it in it and was sent to the headquarters.

Because of the chaos at that time, he was sent to the infirmary as soon as he came back, and he didn't care about the little monster, and the steamed buns slept sweetly in his pocket, and he was not awakened by the noise around him at all.

At that time, the transporter didn't look carefully at all, and just hurried away with the tightly wrapped broken arm.

Thinking of this stubble, Mu Fei covered his head and sighed for a long time, what kind of life was he, he actually got such a second-class monster, and he was sent away without consciousness, if he was sold one day, he would not be able to help others count the money.

After thinking for a while, Mu Fei called Qi Haojun, who went to the headquarters for special training, and asked him to help find the steamed buns and take care of them, and Qi Haojun agreed without saying a word.

After settling this side, he continued to work on the intense task.

Because the rest of the month was relatively short, Mu Fei took over several nearby C-level tasks in one go. When all the preparations are complete, we can come back together to save time on the way back.

After fighting with low-level demons again, Mu Fei found that his strength had changed qualitatively, which was not only reflected in the speed and strength of his body, but also in his ability to perceive demons.

Originally, he needed to lock on to the target first, wait for the target to miss a trace of demonic breath, and then use the weapon's sensing ability to tell whether the opponent is a demon, this series of processes is very time-consuming, and if he misjudges at the beginning, he is likely to be busy and useless in the end.

Not anymore.

After learning the name of the dagger, Mu Fei felt that there was always an undercurrent surging slowly in his body.

As the mission progressed, the feeling of surging became more and more intense.

He could now use his first impressions to identify the low-level demons that had blended in from the crowd. There is no need to resort to weapons.

Or, to put it another way.

The weapon's induction has fused with his bloodline.

For example, now, in front of him, there is a group of young college students, who have just come out of a KTV, laughing and laughing with each other, so lively.

However, in the middle of these people, a young boy in a yellow tracksuit is the target of his mission this time, a C-class demon.

The boy was fair-looking, glasses-wearing, tall, thin, and smiling a little shy, full of student spirit. The student next to him didn't know what to say, his face turned slightly red, and he secretly looked at another girl, acting no different from the ordinary young student who fell in love for the first time.

However, in the student's shy smile, a cold light flashed for a moment when others didn't notice.

Mu Fei didn't target this student because of this cold light. It should be said that he locked on to the target first, and then found the cold light in the other party's eyes.

The reason why he was able to recognize this demon was by virtue of the feeling that came from the depths of his blood, the restlessness that resonated with the demon, secretly flowing and surging in his blood.

There were other students around the demon, all of whom were innocent humans, most likely the demon's prey.

Mu Fei quietly followed behind them, waiting for the target to be alone.

Seven or eight college students came out of the KTV and entered a small restaurant, and the noise lasted until late.

Mu Fei stood patiently far away in the dark, like a cheetah lurking in the dark, staring at his prey silently.

The students scattered in twos and threes, and the yellow sportswear seemed to be on the same path as a girl.

The two walked and chatted all the way without incident, and the yellow sportswear showed a shy and shy expression from time to time, and sent the girl downstairs to her house, and then reluctantly said goodbye to her and left.

If it weren't for the fact that he was very confident in his own induction, Mu Fei would have thought that he had made a mistake. This young man behaved too much like an ordinary college student.

Seeing that the other party was left alone, he walked alone into the darker darkness of the night, Mu Fei quietly continued to follow.

This guy didn't shoot the female student mostly because of his current identity and fear that he would be suspected. But that doesn't mean he won't show mercy to others.

Demons need to eat people, just like people need to eat other animals, this is a physiological need and cannot be controlled at all.

It didn't take long for the boy to remove the glasses from his face, and the slightly shy expression on his originally fair and clean face disappeared without a trace, replaced by a bloodthirsty fierceness.

Mu Fei felt a tingling pain in his left eye, and the marks on his wrists began to get hot.

Unoblivious to the stalker behind him, the boy in yellow went straight to a dark alley and hid, staring straight at a building in front of him, waiting for his prey to appear.

After a while, a female white-collar worker who had just finished working overtime walked out of the building, and when the boy saw it, he followed.

Mu Fei understood that the demon had locked on to its prey.

The other party must have observed for a long time, felt the life and rest of this female white-collar worker clearly, and knew that she often worked overtime until late, so he would lurk here and wait for the opportunity.

It's just that what the other party doesn't know is that this time, he himself is also followed by others, and he himself has also become a prey in the eyes of others.

Hunting and being hunted, this is the only connection between the demon and the demon hunter.

The three of them walked forward at a distance until they reached a secluded path.

The yellow tracksuit seemed to be waiting for this opportunity, and began to speed up its pace.

Of course, Mu Fei was also waiting for such an opportunity, and a flash came behind the other party, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Hey, don't follow, that woman won't take a fancy to you." ”

The yellow sportswear was focusing on the prey in front of him, and suddenly jumped up with a frightened "ah" when he was patted, and turned to look behind him vigilantly.

"Yo." Mu Fei saw the other party turn around, raised his hand and said hello.

Huang was stunned for a moment, and then saw the ornaments on Mu Fei's buttons, and his frightened expression gradually climbed up his cheeks.

"Demon Hunting...... Hunter? There was disbelief in his tone.

"yes, yes." Mu Fei was a little puzzled, did this guy think he was hiding it well? Otherwise, how could he be so surprised that he was being targeted by hunters?

How do you say that?

People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed. Come out and mix it sooner or later, you have to pay it back.

These demons have killed a lot, and there will be a day when they will be hunted in the same way. Mu Fei thought that every demon should have this kind of psychological preparation in their hearts.

Just like now, he is already mentally prepared to be killed by demons one day.