"Here you go, this is the information collected by the pickets, sir, and the Heavenly Council thanks you for your efforts on behalf of the city." The lovely nun was extremely polite, and handed a pile of rough paper to Ye Fang with both hands, "What you have accepted is the commission of the ninth grade, and the ninth grade entrusts you to complete more than two cases to conduct an evaluation and obtain the identity of the unveiler, and you are blessed by the Seven Gods and the Heavenly Council." ”

The Seven Gods and the Celestial Council......

Ye Fang felt that there was something wrong with this statement, but he didn't say anything, took the information and left quickly, and when he left, he glanced at the young man who was a little stunned.

Why is this person in a daze? Do you think I've robbed him of his commission? Isn't there still a commission from two face-faced rats?

Ye Fang felt that this task was extremely cost-effective.

[Details of the commission: On May 21, 263 New Calendar, a human-faced rat was found at No. 17 Third Avenue, which attacked the Bowman family living in the house, and Mr. Bowman was killed on the spot, and according to the pickets, the human-faced rat is still in the house at No. 17. 】

[Entrustment fee: 10 old coins.] 】

The data is accompanied by detailed information and a certain description of the human-faced rat, and in addition to the description of its appearance, it also records many useful habits, attack patterns, feeding patterns, etc.

It is a meat and blood eater, with incredible speed and bounce, and its claws and tusks make it an excellent weapon, easily tearing through human flesh and burrowing into its body to devour it inside and out.

However, it is not large in size and does not have special extraordinary abilities, so in theory, as long as it is properly defended, ordinary people may even have the opportunity to avoid it or even kill it, but it may have to pay a heavy price. As such, it is a weaker dark creature, and the associated quest is not expensive compared to other quests.

Of course, killing a rat for 10 old coins is high enough compared to other ordinary jobs.

Tasks with high commissions are often extremely threatening, and the things that need to be dealt with are even something that Ye Fang has never heard of.

With this information in hand, Ye Fang thought about it briefly, and first went straight to one of the only two butcher shops in the safe area of Night City to buy a freshly killed chicken.

Spent two old coins, the price is ridiculously high.

Later, Ye Fangcai came to the location of No. 17 Third Avenue, which was a European-style long strip-shaped hut crammed into the center of two five-story buildings, with two floors above and below, and a detached family, and it seemed that Mr. Bowman was a rich man in a cataclysmic world.

The area around this slightly gloomy house has long been cordoned off by pickets, and the news of the appearance of dark creatures here seems to have spread long ago, and half of the street under the cover of darkness is empty, except for an old man with half his body hidden in the darkness sitting in the shadow opposite room 17: "Hey, man, there's a human-faced rat in there, you'd better stay away from here." ”

Ye Fang instead got closer and closer, and came to the old man: "I'm here for this human-faced mouse." ”

The night in the safety area is lit with kerosene street lamps, but there are only one or two lights on one street, and the light is very dim, and when he got closer, Ye Fang noticed that the old man was blind in one eye, his hair was thin, and his face was covered with traces of time, but his expression was not very good-looking.

He looked at Ye Fang for a moment, and his eyes stayed on the slaughtered chicken that Ye Fang was carrying in his left hand for a moment: "You are the unveiler?" ”

"I am extraordinary." Ye Fang turned his head and glanced at the No. 17 building in front, the house was gloomy, quiet and there was no sound, "You are ......"

"You can call me Old Jack, I'm a member of the pickets, and I'm here to look at the human-faced rat to make sure it's not still in there."

Ye Fang frowned: "It's not big, and it's so dark here, how do you know if it's still inside?" ”

"For here I am, the creatures of darkness are bloodthirsty and mad in their behavior, and when they are hungry, they kill and eat men; When they're full, they're going to look for someone to kill everywhere - if they want to leave, they're going to come out of the front door and kill me. If I don't kill it, it kills me, and the pickets on duty for the next half hour look through my corpse and fresh blood. Old Jack said as he picked up an old black iron sword from his feet and swung it with some difficulty.

Listening to the terrifying logic in these words, Ye Fang's heart jumped slightly, and he couldn't help but ask, "You're not afraid of death?" ”

"The seven gods have set aside a promised land for us, and we guard it." Old Jack smiled nonchalantly, and looked at Ye Fang calmly, "The pickets are not afraid of death. Of course, it would be nice if you could get rid of that human-faced rat. ”

Ye Fang felt that if the peace and tranquility in the safe zone he had seen before was an incredible miracle in this terrifying world, then what he saw now should be the background color that supported these miracles.

After thinking about it, Ye Fang said, "Can I borrow your sword?" ”

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Ye Fang put aside the kerosene lamp, carried the chicken that was still dripping blood in one hand, and walked to the front of the 17 longhouses with the iron sword in the other, and quietly opened the door with the house key of the same old John.

The longhouse was dark and silent, only the disgusting smell of rot and blood came to the nostrils, and through the faint light outside, Ye Fang saw the corpse of a man in the center of the living room, part of his body was torn, and the living room was full of broken flesh, rotten skin, and flying blood plasma, but the main trunk of the body collapsed like a balloon, and only in the middle of the body bulged a baby's big bag, like an exaggerated tumor growing on the corpse, and the broken skin was tense because of it.

The human-faced rat was in the body of that corpse.

Ye Fang placed the chicken in the door and slammed the floor with an iron sword.

The quality of the iron sword was poor, and the rotten old floor made a wail and even cracked, and the ground seemed to shake with it.

The air was unfrighteningly quiet, and the lights of the two street lamps on the long street outside were dim and dim.

Nothing changed in the first moment.

Immediately afterwards, the "sarcoma" that grew in the corpse moved, Ye Fang squinted his eyes, only to see a string of black shadows breaking through the skin and flying out of the corpse, disappearing into the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Ye Fang did not hesitate, and took more than a dozen steps back towards the pedaling with the iron sword.

Old Jack sat across the street in the shadows, staring wide-eyed at the scene in front of him.

- The Extraordinary Man retreated ten meters away in fright, and stood in the middle of the street, extremely vigilant.

Then Ye Yi remained motionless, as if transformed into a sculpture.

The freshly killed live chicken had been bleeding all the time, and the smell of blood had spread through the space.

After about three minutes, the sound of Si Suo was heard in the darkness, and a monkey-like shadow moved from the darkness.

It was the human-faced rat, it was almost identical to the one Ye Fang had seen before, the only difference was that its body was covered in blood and broken organs.

It followed the smell of blood, and quickly approached the dead chicken, but at this moment, it sniffed more delicious food, and raised its distorted face with blood-red eyes to look at Ye Fang in the middle of the long street.

At the moment it appeared, Ye Fang made a move.

The hand of shadow, which has already completed the outline of the pre-rune, triggers instantly.

Old Jack suddenly felt a little cold, and the light of the kerosene lamp that Ye Fang had placed at his feet suddenly flashed and suddenly went out.

A cold aura is permeating the space.

The shadows around the No. 17 longhouse seemed to come to life and twisted into a huge twisted palm, and with Ye Fang swinging it, this shadow palm instantly pounced, and the human-faced rat was clutched in the huge palm of his hand.

Ye Fang's first thought was to pinch it directly, his palm closed suddenly, and the palm composed of shadows also exerted force inch by inch, the human-faced rat let out a terrible scream, and the blood marks on his body bloomed one after another, struggling frantically, and the blood that flowed out did not fall to the ground but was swallowed by the shadow that held it.

But Ye Fang couldn't really pinch it to death, the resistance gradually increased, and the duration of the Shadow Touch was limited, Ye Fang quickly rushed forward after thinking about it, picked up the iron sword and stabbed it directly into the distorted face of the human-faced mouse.

Its small face was stabbed in an instant, and a disgusting yellow tooth broke and flew out, but it was not dead yet, and its body was still wrying.

Ye Fang didn't hesitate, pulled out his sword and stabbed it again.

The body of the human-faced rat twitched, and it did not move at all.

Worried that it would pretend to be dead, Ye Fang thought about it and stabbed it again.

This time he was not unconscious, so he had a chance to make up for it.

The boss of Old Jack's eyes wide open.

He had been in the picket for five or six years, and had seen many extraordinary people hunt dark creatures, but it was the first time he had seen an extraordinary person who had dealt with human-faced rats like this.

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