The shiny head and rounded shape can be used directly as a light bulb....

Wait, isn't this the old man with the Scarlet Rose? Why is it here?

At this time, Fang Zhuo had 10,000 desolate beasts running wildly in his heart, could it be that the Hunter Guild in Yunqing City also opened a weapon shop part-time? This is really a crazy place.

Fang Zhuo turned around and left, he wasn't going to look for something here, even if he endured going to the mercenary group! But as soon as he turned around, the old man raised his head, and a gaze fell on Fang Zhuo, and the foot that Fang Zhuo raised couldn't fall, his body stiffened and didn't move.

Of course, this is naturally not the other party's cultivation to the sky and be able to control Fang Zhuo's movements. But at this moment, Fang Zhuo didn't dare to have the slightest will to move, because once that happened, the sharp aura behind him would inevitably keep up with the stormy attack, which was Fang Zhuo's instinct that had been honed by countless years of life and death in the jungle and the White Deer Academy.

Only by waiting for the other party to make a move, with that moment's sudden counterattack, can he have a real glimmer of life.

After a few minutes, the aura that suddenly appeared behind him disappeared as if it had come abruptly. At the same time, a whispering number appeared in Fang Zhuo's hand, and his slender and powerful fingers were quietly placed on the trigger.

This hand is very steady and powerful, so no one doubts the power of the bullets fired from the dark assault rifle later!

was pointed at by the whispering No. 1, even this old man who looked like a master of the world, his face stiffened slightly, slowly stood up, and said: "Little guy, relax, it looks like you have been to the blood rose?"

Hearing the other party say this, Fang Zhuo finally discovered some subtle differences, although the old man in front of him was very similar to the boss of the blood-colored rose, and even the bald head and shape were very similar, but the person in front of him obviously had a thicker breath, there was an extremely thin wound on his face, and the look in his eyes seemed very calm, which was not the same as the old man who flashed a trace of cunning from time to time.

It seems that it is not a person, Fang Zhuo put down the whispering number one in his hand, and all the big men in the hall who were originally drinking and watching the play had appreciation on their faces.

Seeing Fang Zhuo put down the gun, the old man continued to speak: "The boss of the Scarlet Rose is my twin brother, his name is Ah Da, and my name is Ah Er, but everyone here calls me Second Master!"

This kind of bloody plot, Fang Zhuo really doesn't know what to say, but he still hates this kind of sudden test, especially self-righteousness.

"You want to be a bounty hunter?" the second master continued.

Fang Zhuo nodded, although he was indifferent to the old man in front of him, with it was indeed his own purpose.

After hearing Fang Zhuo's answer, the old man buried his head in the counter in front of him and rummaged through it, and then threw a shield-shaped bronze medallion over, on which there were two crossed spears, surrounded by a fire and a flower spike symbolizing glory.

"You've passed the test, and now you're a bounty hunter, a first-class hunter!"

Hearing the old man's subsequent words, Fang Zhuo was a little confused, just so casual? There is no identity verification, no strength test?

Looking at the bronze medal in his hand, Fang Zhuo subconsciously said to himself: "Test, what test?"

"I just glanced at you, that's the test!" the old man said lightly.

Such a poor tone is like an old man who is drinking and eating meat by the lake, looking at an ignorant young man, explaining what a master is, just look at you, and you will die!

It's exactly the same Yang!

However, no matter what Fang Zhuo thought in his heart, the second master had already continued to explain lightly: "Put away this brand, this is the official certificate of your first-level hunter status." ”

Enduring the awkwardness in his heart, Fang Zhuo opened his mouth and asked, "Since this is the case, what about this...... First-level hunter, what can you do?"

"Pay a quarter's union dues first, a total of three gold coins. ”

At this time, the image of the second master in front of him and the image of the old man behind the blood-colored rose counter overlapped more and more, and sure enough, the genius liar looked less like a liar!

"What about my rights?" Fang Zhuo pressed his beating eyebrows and asked helplessly.

"Na" The old man casually threw over a blue notebook, probably because of time, the book has been a little worn, and it is full of handwritten small characters, stating the rules of the Hunter Guild.

However, these are all limited and dazzling in Fang Zhuo's opinion, naturally the content is not too amazing, it is nothing more than the amount of fees paid and the number of demon and demon killing certificates returned, which determines the level of this hunter. It's not that the material is amazing, it's really just ordinary paper.

However, every handwriting, in Fang Zhuo's eyes, was a sigil!

These rules of hundreds of words are essentially hundreds of runes, and the power is stronger than the hundreds of runes that Fang Zhuo blasted out at the beginning, relying on this tattered rule alone, if a strong person at the level of a demon knight dares to break into here, he will have to walk around without eating!

After half a ring, Fang Zhuo calmed down, then looked up at the old man and said, "Can I see what's in the union's arsenal first?"

This is the content of the rules, which clearly stipulates the rights of hunters, in addition to the amount of membership dues will affect the hunter level, hunters can also hunt demons or demons, and even wild beasts in exchange for bounties, which is also the reason for the bounty hunter guild.

Similarly, the guild will also provide weapons, armor, etc., especially for bounty hunters, and some special materials or weapons are only available to hunters of the corresponding level.

On top of that, the Bounty Guild even gives out hunters a variety of gold coins every month as a benefit. Different levels of hunters get different welfare bounties, for example, a first-level hunter can get five gold coins per month, a second-level hunter can double it, and so on.

Hearing Fang Zhuo's question, the second master floated over the blue notebook in Fang Zhuo's hand, nodded, and then shouted loudly: "Xiaoqian, you take him to the first-level warehouse to have a look!"

A little black and thin girl ran out, snapped her fingers at Fang Zhuo, and said in a rather general-style manner: "Come!"

Fang Zhuo followed the little girl named Xiaoqian and walked down the passage to the basement, Fang Zhuo was shocked again.

This first-level warehouse was stuffed with weapons and elixirs, and Fang Zhuo even saw the Force machine gun in active service in the Empire's native elite legion, this was a fourth-level Force firearm, even if Fang Zhuo was now, it was difficult to use, it was too costly.

Seeing Fang Zhuo's surprised eyes, Xiao Qian pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly, and said, "This guy ran to the wrong place, this is a big guy that can only be bought by three-star hunters."

Fang Zhuo nodded, and glanced at the brand-new armor and armor, long knives and short blades in the warehouse, and even many additional parts used in field special operations. Obviously, the weapons storehouse of the Yunqing City Hunter Guild is extraordinarily rich, even if it is the quartermaster camp of the ordinary legion of the Red Blood Army, it may not be much stronger than all the stocks here.

Honestly paid the membership fee, Fang Zhuo thought for a moment, and poured out three things like black gems from his arms, which didn't look too big, and there were a few ink-colored thin lines in the middle of the gems, this was the magic crystal of the demon clan, from the three demon clans who traded with Zhao Yunfan outside Xuancheng.

"These things can be exchanged for bounties, right?" Fang Zhuo pushed the things in front of him in front of the second master.

According to the rules, killing a demon warrior can be exchanged for two gold coins, and according to different levels, the gold coins that can be exchanged are also different. Under this rule, each bounty hunter must hunt one demon warrior for at least two months so as not to lose money.

The magic crystal in front of Fang Zhuo had two and three black lines, and the thumb-sized magic crystal contained six black lines. This means that Fang Zhuo will be able to exchange for at least twelve gold coins!

The second master's biggest magic crystal sighed, and then spoke: "It turned out to be an old guy from the York clan, only one step away from stepping into the realm of the demon knight, this is a difficult guy, I don't know how many human races died in his hands!"

Fang Zhuo didn't expect that the guy who died in his own hands so easily would have some origins.

"That's ten gold coins, which is already your limit for this month, but I can give you a gift. After the old man placed the gold coin in front of Fang Zhuo, he took out a battle axe again.

Fang Zhuo reached out and took it, the axe was not big, it was a little longer than the black short knife, but it was very heavy, I just didn't know what material it was made of.

This weight, when necessary, can be converted into lethality.

Fang Zhuo picked up the axe in his hand and swung it vigorously a few times, feeling very comfortable, and with the swing of the axe, there was a slight scream.

Putting the axe into the backpack, Fang Zhuo nodded and said, "I like it very much, thank you Second Master!"

The second master originally saw Fang Zhuo swinging the axe, the sharp edge in his eyes seemed to disappear instantly, as if he continued to be silent and the guy in his hand couldn't extricate himself, nodded, and waved his hand to signal Fang Zhuo to leave.

Watching Fang Zhuo walk out, a big man in the hall said: "The little guy is good, he has a few real kung fu, I like it." ”

"I don't like it, he walks and smells like a kid's legs. A cold voice followed.

Dogleg is generally the name given to Imperial soldiers by bounty hunters and mercenaries!

"Even if it's a dog's leg, it's also a layer, and this little guy who goes out is obviously from one of the top doglegs in the empire!" another voice spoke.

"Top doglegs, or doglegs. The second man was visibly indignant, but he ignored him and continued to pick up the boring subject.

Long.

"This kid is suitable for that task!" said the second master in a leisurely voice.

"The mission?" with a hint of abruptness.

"Which one do you say!" the second master looked at the man leisurely.

The three big men reacted suddenly, and then shivered together, never mentioning this stubble again, as if it was a taboo.