Back at the hotel, Fang Zhuo looked at the parts on the table and smiled helplessly, but he didn't expect that he was still being put on the table, and these parts in front of him were obviously refurbished.

This practice is not unusual, but the technique is somewhat special, even if Fang Zhuo opens the firearm on the spot, as long as he does not completely disassemble all the parts to see, it is still difficult to find.

In many gray markets or black markets, this problem is prevalent, but the other party is obviously a firearms master, and if you make a new firearm yourself, you can make a lot less money.

However, Fang Zhuo didn't plan to go back to the field, a small arms shop like the other party actually had a lot of big or small snakes behind it, and he didn't plan to cause this trouble.

The core components of this Whisper No. 1 are extremely well maintained, so even if it is not fifty percent new, it is not much different. Fang Zhuo pondered for a moment, and began to correct the parts on the table, and some of the gun body was worn.

Two hours later, on the table in front of Fang Zhuo, an old gray assault rifle appeared, and the original refurbished decoration was removed by Fang Zhuo, and there were several parts that were difficult to correct and seriously damaged, and Fang Zhuo went to buy them back alone.

Looking at the Whispering No. 1 in front of him, Fang Zhuo nodded, after his correction, this gun has now reached at least fifty percent of the new level, and it has completely affected its use.

After thinking about it, Fang Zhuo took out the ten Force bombs that he gave away, this is a desperate thing, Fang Zhuo doesn't want to use them when the time comes, they will all be empty bullets or simply * weapons.

When he saw the Force Bombs, Fang Zhuo's character couldn't help but scold, among the ten Force Bombs, only the first two were infused with Force power, and the others were all empty shells, in other words, if Fang Zhuo used these Force Bombs to fight the enemy, it might not even be enough to tickle.

At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and at the same time, there was an extremely sweet figure: "Childe, do you need service?"

"Yes!" Fang Zhuo opened the door neatly and opened his mouth in response.

The one who knocked on the door was a woman in her thirties, hearing Fang Zhuo's answer, her face leaked a little joy, and she twisted her waist that was thicker than Fang Zhuo and went to the room.

Fang Zhuo, who was taking out the money from his arms, saw the other party's movements, and then he reacted to the ambiguity of his words, and with a somewhat embarrassed smile, he gently handed over the silver coin in his hand.

Looking at the resentful expression of the woman who actually had a bit of a look, she could only smile apologetically, and then said: "Help me get a meal, it will take three days, and the rest will be yours!"

"This silver coin can do a lot of things besides food, yo all things!" the maid continued to speak.

Fang Zhuo was already gentle, but his expression was resolute, the maid took Fang Zhuo's hand, and then stuffed it into the mountains in the bare corset, and then reluctantly twisted her waist and walked away.

As for whether you can sleep with the little handsome guy in front of you, there is always a chance!

A moment later, the maid held two large plates of food containing calories, and even a dozen beers on one of them. This time, Fang Zhuo still didn't let this maid in, took the lunch box at the door, and began to feast!

The taste of the hotel meal was not too delicious, but fortunately, the ingredients were authentic, and it took Fang Zhuo half an hour to solve the food on the table.

After eating and cleaning the table, Fang Zhuo realized that something was wrong, when did he eat so much?

After thinking about it carefully, Fang Zhuo figured out that it should be the reason why he obtained the ability to enhance his physique at that time, these days, his physical strength, speed, recovery ability, etc., have been increasing, and the massive amount of energy consumed naturally needs to be constantly replenished, and the explosion of food is an inevitable phenomenon.

Fang Zhuo probed his consciousness into the Force node, and on the surface of the Force Lake, which was still white, there was a huge purple mandala flower floating, during which two wisps of demonic qi quietly carried the stamens of the flower, a wisp of dark golden demonic energy, and a wisp of dark jade-colored demonic qi, like two swimming fish, but they did not invade each other.

However, Fang Zhuo vaguely sensed that those two wisps of demonic qi seemed to have increased, could it be that they were constantly growing because of the force that devoured him?

Fang Zhuo took a deep breath, sat down and began to cultivate. This was the first time since Fang Zhuo had solved the cultivation problem that he had truly started cultivating.

As Fang Zhuo moved, wisps of Force breath instantly entered Fang Zhuo's body, and the Force Lake in the Force node instantly rose at a speed that could be perceived, and even he could sense that if it lasted at such a speed, after three or four hours, he would be able to ignite the fifth Force node.

This Force is not only affected by Fang Zhuo from the outside and enters the body, but also has the original Fang Zhuo cultivation and cannot enter the Force node and is stored in the body.

As the Force entered the Force node, a sharp meaning slowly appeared, and all the Force was divided again, one wisp disappeared into the purple mandala flower, and the rest turned into a milky white Force and entered the Force node.

Time passed, and the volume of those two wisps of swimming fish seemed to have increased slightly, it seemed that these two wisps of demonic energy would indeed continue to grow with the force they absorbed, and as time grew, would they really become demons?

However, when the sky turned white, Fang Zhuo still did not reach a conclusion.

But in keeping with the usual pragmatic style, this episode did not have any effect on the other party.

In the next few days, Fang Zhuo has been immersed in penance, staying at home, and letting the maid send three meals a day to the room to solve the problem, although it is a little difficult not to listen to the maid's request, but this is the best way to please track.

In the blink of an eye, it was five days, and Fang Zhuo finally had a little grasp of the demonic energy in the purple mandala flower, and the white force bombs given by the blood-colored roses had all been poured into Fang Zhuo, and there was a trace of black demonic qi in the middle of each one.

At the same time, on the fifth day, Fang Zhuo finally ignited the fifth Force node, and now his control over himself has finally improved.

Then, Fang Zhuo packed all his things and prepared to go out for a walk, although Fang Zhuo did not plan to live in this city for a long time, but for a long time in the future, he would definitely live here.

Before going out, Fang Zhuo finally gave up his disguise, and instead made his complexion as dull and black as possible, as if he had just recovered from a long-term illness. This kind of inconspicuous change can make Fang Zhuo's appearance look very different.

Fang Zhuo didn't know that while he was concentrating on his cultivation, Chu Huaitian had already passed by the door of the hotel where he lived twice. However, in the past five days, Chu Huaitian searched the entire Yunqing City according to the plan, and even added the newly arrived members of the Blood Thorn, but he still couldn't find any trace of the other party.

So Chu Huaitian waved all the subordinate blood stabbing personnel back, returned to his residence, and began to think about it behind closed doors.

After a period of time, Chu Huaitian called a member of the Blood Thorn and asked him to send a letter to Shen Nanfeng, in which Chu Huaitian explained the current situation and clues clearly, and emphasized that the other party was extremely cunning and needed more time.

As for the specific time, Chu Huaitian described it in one word: uncertain! In addition, in the letter of reply, Chu Huaitian confirmed whether the mission would continue.

Shen Nanfeng's answer was also extremely simple, "Continue until it is completed!"

Simplicity sometimes shows strength and resoluteness, and Chu Huaitian understands this resoluteness.

But after Chu Huaitian gave the order for all the Blood Thorn members to be silent due to his own habits and methods, Chu Huaitian walked out of the hotel in a leisurely manner, and then got a lot of things back.

An hour later, Chu Huaitian became another person, blonde hair and blue eyes, tall and thin, the leader of the blood thorn mission, even bought himself a house in the city, and then went to the mercenary group, registered himself with an identity, and then went to the Hunter Guild to get a hunter identity, so he went out of the city to hunt.

This mission was obviously taken as a vacation by Chu Huaitian, and it was the kind that was paid for by the public.

When Chu Huaitian left the city, it happened to be the time when Fang Zhuo walked out of the hotel.

Fang Zhuo first purchased a light armor at a leather goods store, and then followed the information on the promotional leaflet in the city to go to a place, the Hunters' Guild.

The identity of a hunter who preyed on the dark race and the beasts of the wasteland was the profession suitable for Fang Zhuo, and as for the mercenary who used money as the only criterion, he disappeared from Fang Zhuo's choice at the beginning.

Because once they enter the world of mercenaries, these guys who take money as their only goal will inevitably lead to Fang Zhuo becoming the thug of a certain magnate, and Fang Zhuo has no interest in protecting the selfish and arrogant nobles.

According to the previous disappearance, Fang Zhuo almost followed the map, after a winding route, and then walked to a dilapidated three-story building, if it weren't for the words "Hunter Guild" hanging on the small building, Fang Zhuo would have thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

Because the small building in front of him is too dilapidated, it has the meaning of being broken and collapsed, which shows that the owner of this trade union has no intention of repairing it, but just uses a few steel and iron frames as support.

The door was wide open, Fang Zhuo hesitated for a moment, but still walked in, no matter what, "The Hunter Guild is also an authoritative organization all over the continent, there should be no counterfeiting and the like."

The hall on the first floor looked very empty, only a few big men lazily talking together, chatting with each other.

At the end of the hall, there was a row of glass counters, and a thin old man sat behind the counter, as if he was watching something intently, and he didn't seem to be aware of Fang Zhuo's arrival.

On the contrary, a few big men who were drinking, all of them looked at Fang Zhuo with interest, as if they were waiting to see some good show.