Under the attention of a group of scumbags, Mu Chengfeng ate this lunch very solidly, every knife and every bite was precise and elegant, until there was no more shredded meat on the bones, and then he gave up.

It was the white sparrow, because it was the first time he had encountered such a big battle, and his trembling little body pitifully betrayed the fear in his heart.

But all in all, because of Mu Chengfeng, Bai Que's meal was complete, but the blush on his face did not stop from the first bite of chicken. After all, no matter how much magic turkey is, it is also an authentic demonic beast, and the flesh of its body contains a lot of energy. It is actually very dangerous for ordinary people to eat this thing, so Mu Chengfeng also made a little move on it.

After a group of people watched the herd ride the wind away, the white finch began to bleed his nose in shame on the road, but it was okay.

After this meal, Mu Chengfeng and the two will also officially bid farewell to this town called "Tomorrow". Of course, this has to be done if everything goes well......

According to the inertia of history, stories tend to have surprises at this time.

For example, when you turn around to leave, there may be a goatee priest shouting "Fellow Daoist, please stay" behind your back, and then you die in various ways......

For example, when you turn around to leave, there may be a white-bearded monk shouting "Donor, slow down" behind your back, and then you die in various ways......

For example, when you turn around to leave, there may be an old man with white hair shouting "Young man, don't go yet" behind your back, and then ask you whether it was this blonde girl, this silver-haired girl, or this cute brunette girl who fell into the water???

In short, it's just that there's something right.

Not far from the restaurant, there was a group of people waiting early, judging by their attire from the town's militia, led by a middle-aged man with a square face with gold-rimmed glasses. They seem to be waiting for the shepherd to ride the wind.

Quietly touched the large revolver on his waist, for this unexpected surprise, Mu Chengfeng himself said that he didn't like it very much.

A bunch of people who came out also frightened the little white finch, and the little white finch trembled and hid behind Mu Chengfeng, and the small appearance was really pitiful.

"Little brother, don't get me wrong, I'm Lin Zhenping, the mayor of Tomorrow Town, and we have no malicious intentions."

As if sensing Mu Chengfeng's vigilance, the middle-aged man in the lead waved his hand to dismiss the militia, and then made a statement to identify himself.

"Mayor Lin? So what are you looking for me for, tea? ”

"The little brother smiled, if the little brother had this Yaxing, I really hoped that the little brother could come to me for a few drinks, I would not only have tea but also wine."

Mu Chengfeng's answer surprised Lin Zhenping a little, but he still smiled and released his kindness.

"In other words, if I'm not interested, I can go, right, so please get out of the way."

Ignoring Lin Zhenping, Mu Chengfeng turned around and left, he didn't want to have too much contact with these troublesome things, it was messy and fake, which really made people uninterested.

"Hey, little brother, stay here, to be honest, there is indeed something to ask for, I hope that the little brother can come over to help, and after the crusade is over, we will pay you a satisfactory reward."

"Crusade? Demonic Beasts? ”

Lin Zhenping's words made Mu Chengfeng a little interested, in the Kuroshio era, the word crusade was more used for demonic beasts. In the stronghold of the Hunter Guild, there are a variety of raid missions, ranging from S-class to E-class. As for why there is no F-class commission, it is better to think with your feet.

"Yes, it's a D-class native species, we don't have enough manpower to deal with it, and if we wait until next year's frenzy hits, it will make the town very dangerous, so I beg you to ......"

"Excuse me? You know, how strong is the ability of the native species in the same level, so you asked me to die? ”

Mu Chengfeng was very unhappy, it was true that he was a hunter of the Bronze Medal, but what was the difference between letting him go alone to crusade against the native species and deliberately giving away people's heads?

Generally speaking, if you want to defeat the Demon Beast alone, you have to be one rank higher than the Demon Beast. As far as human beings are concerned, the gap between each rank is very different, and cross-level battles basically do not exist.

"No, little brother, don't get me wrong, this is also our idea, I am Yu Zhen, the leader of the Morrowind Hunting Group, please advise."

"Aftershocks?"

Staring at this newly appeared middle-aged man with a sturdy Chinese character face in front of him, Mu Chengfeng felt very familiar, probably a powerful character.

"Since there is a hunting group, there is no need for me to interfere, and besides, this is not in accordance with the rules."

With empty eyes, Mu Chengfeng did not intend to give up his vigilance, and the same was true of the white finch shrunk behind him.

"This is really because this crusade is a bit tricky, and I'm afraid that the people of our hunting group alone will lose a lot of good hands, but if there is another D-class hunter to join, then this situation can be largely avoided, so ......"

"So?"

The air seemed to freeze suddenly, and to be honest, for this reason, Mu Chengfeng felt a little surprised, and was originally a little worried that something terrible might happen, and he felt like he was using the wrong force.

"Is that so? The information of the demonic beast, as well as the remuneration, can be discussed. I wouldn't mind staying a few more days if I'm interested. Rubbing the little head of the white finch, Mu Chengfeng also said his reply after the silence.

In the case of the right remuneration, Mu Chengfeng does not mind taking the deal, after all, the hunter's job is to hunt, and hunting and accepting commissions are basically the main source of income for the hunter.

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On the way to the center of the town, Mu Chengfeng gradually remembered the aftershock and what the Morrowind hunting group was all about.

In Mowen City, the Morrowind Hunting Group is one of the more well-known hunting groups, and the reputation of the head of the group, Yu Zhen, has always been good. Because it is fused with the armored tortoise soul stone, the tough body of Captain Yu is very durable. In the D-class hunting group, Morrowind is also a relatively powerful one.

Therefore, Mu Chengfeng gradually settled down on the matter of cooperation, and if the remuneration was not too bad, he would not mind taking this opportunity to deal with the Morrowind Hunting Group.

The mayor's office, or private residence, was built under the lighthouse, where the light shines at its brightest.

The lit fire exudes a warm and mysterious light, and bathed in this light, Rao is Mu Chengfeng also feels comfortable.

The little white finch also reluctantly left Mu Chengfeng's side at this time, and had to stay with the young girl in the town office in a strong suit. Because the next thing is not something for the white sparrow to worry about.

Accepting the commission and hunting Warcraft is a bit far away for the white sparrow who is now powerless. Even if the little white finch hides aside, it will only shout 666, because if the monster sneezes, the little guy may be gone......