After solving the identity problem, Fang Zhuo's next step is only one purpose: to make money!

Because of the price of a ferry ticket from the Scarlet Continent to the Upper Continent, the price of a ferry ticket through the regular route is staggeringly expensive, and now all the belongings on Fang Zhuo's body can't buy one.

found a bar at random, and Fang Zhuo inquired from the maid's mouth and the various voices of the bar that there were houses for sale in Yunqing City.

Two hours later, Fang Zhuo had secured his first residence in Yunqing City.

This is a two-story independent building, and the price is not high, only six gold coins in total. Of course, value and price are equal at all times. The house is cheap, mainly because of its location, next door to the slum, a wall of chaos, sin and filth, and the house used to be cared for by different thieves every night.

Therefore, this house is cheaper, after all, this kind of place, as long as possible, will move out as soon as possible.

For this situation, Fang Zhuo didn't care, he went out to purchase some materials by himself, and arranged large and small traps in the places where the house might enter, these traps are not fatal, but once triggered, there will inevitably be some flesh and skin suffering!

After thinking about it, Fang Zhuo wrote a few big words outside the house: "There are traps inside, and you will bear the consequences", and then Fang Zhuo simply cleaned up the house and prepared to go out hunting, after all, that was his goal.

The shortest route from the residence to the city is through the slums, which is a straight line.

Under the gaze of some expressionless men, Fang Zhuo calmly walked into the alley, perhaps because of the cold aura of "don't approach anyone else" exuded from Fang Zhuo's body, but no one said anything.

The alley is so narrow that only one person can pass through, and if you meet two people head-on, you sometimes have to turn sideways to walk. The alleys are full of sewage and garbage, and the squares on both sides are very small, some of which are only built on some discarded steel and formwork.

Each house is fronted by people, men and women. Those old people and men are basically because the house is too small and there is no place to stay, while women may only need dozens of copper plates to sleep with you, and at that time, it may be these women's men who help collect money.

This is another side of Yunqing City, representing the different worlds of Yunqing City.

There are children playing back and forth on the street from time to time, which can be regarded as representing the vitality of the city, and it also reminds Fang Zhuo of his previous days in Peach Blossom Village, when he brought a bunch of little children.

Fang Zhuo pondered and recalled as he walked, one of the children seemed to be unable to retract, and bumped into Fang Zhuo, Fang Zhuo turned sideways slightly, and at the same time stretched out his hand and gently took the belt, so that the other party would not fall and fly out.

But after the child ran out not far away, he suddenly turned around, and his little face was full of irrepressible excitement and madness, and he shouted loudly: "He has good things on him, good things! Demon Force Gun!"

Fang Zhuo's face sank, only to find that the few children who were originally making trouble had disappeared, and only the children who ran behind Fang Zhuo were left, too, in a place like this, where survival is the only purpose, how could it be possible to waste energy to make trouble.

With the shouts of this little guy with a nose twice as big as ordinary people, the whole ghetto suddenly became agitated!

It seems that this is the child's natural ability, Fang Zhuo prevented emergencies and put the "Reaper" in the tactical backpack for backup, after all, in terms of power, the power of the "Reaper" is far more than the third-level Whispering No. 1. But it was discovered in this slum.

What does a demon force gun represent, for these people, it may be a fortune that will be reborn and change their fate.

Countless people slowly poured out on both sides of the alley, some holding discarded steel pipes, worn-out machetes, wooden sticks, etc., and even two earthen muskets, slowly surrounding Fang Zhuo.

It can be seen that this child's talent has obviously been verified countless times, so that everyone can believe in a sentence and put it into action.

Fang Zhuo was very helpless, and the whispering number one instantly appeared in his hand, along with the bronze medal that showed the identity of a first-level hunter.

"Whoever comes here is death, get out of the way!" Fang Zhuo shouted in a deep voice.

Obviously, the deterrent effect of a sentence and a gun is not too great, and these men who flashed this cunning and cruel look in their eyes did not flinch, but after looking at each other a few times, their eyes flashed more and more red, and the cruel aura gradually spread.

A tall and thin man, he couldn't bear it and was about to pounce, but after only one step, a muzzle with a black hole appeared in front of him.

When he arrived at the muzzle of the gun in front of him, the tall and thin man was stunned, but when he saw that Fang Zhuo didn't shoot, a ruthless look gradually appeared in his eyes, and his body gradually lowered, and it seemed that he was going to rush out next.

Fang Zhuo knew that it was broken!

But in front of him are people, authentic imperial civilians, plus the previous thoughts, he used to chase and frolic in this land, so Fang Zhuo's fingers pressed on the trigger were never deducted.

With the power of the third-level Force firearm in Fang Zhuo's hand, not to mention the head of the man in front of him, even the crowd and shanty behind the man could all be turned into ruins under this shot.

Then, seeing that Fang Zhuo still didn't shoot, this became the last straw, and the man in front of him clawed the spear in Fang Zhuo's hand, and his mouth bit Fang Zhuo's throat fiercely.

Fang Zhuo sighed in his heart, and the whispering number one in his hand was erected, and he was about to smash the man in front of him out, with his fifth-level strength, even if he went out of Hengtang, it would be no big deal!

It's just that a sudden gunshot interrupted Fang Zhuo's action, and the head of the tall and thin man in front of Fang Zhuo, like a ripe watermelon, exploded so abruptly.

Instead of startling away the mob, the scattered blood stained everyone's eyes red, dodging as many people as they reached for Fang Zhuo's tactical backpack. Among them, there are even several sharp blades, which are stabbed at key parts such as Fang Zhuo's lower yin and chest cavity.

These guys are cruel to themselves, and naturally they are cruel to others, they don't even care about their own lives, they still care about other people's lives.

Fang Zhuo turned his head to look, from the roof on the side of the alley, a heroic huntress was galloping over, holding a large-caliber * assault rifle in her hand.

At this time, the huntress didn't pay attention to Fang Zhuo, and with a rifle with the thickness of her arm, she aimed at a little boy who was standing behind with an excited expression, and fired a shot indifferently, muttering in her mouth: "Damn little bastard!"

After modification, the huge recoil of the assault rifle hit the huntress's plump upper body, and this crude bullet directly blew up the little boy with a big nose, and his entire head and half of his body were blown away.

Fang Zhuo whispered in his hand and swept around, and several sinister blades flew out. Then, Fang Zhuo saw two black iron balls, which were two military*!

Sighing, Fang Zhuo slammed sideways, and then crossed the core area of the explosion, and the mobs who wanted to seize Fang Zhuo's tactical backpack were all suffering heavy casualties under the two * at this moment, and even the arms and calves of several people in the core flew out sideways.

Looking at the anti-power of *, Fang Zhuo was stunned, and then scolded, this is not an ordinary military *, but a special military attack*, if Fang Zhuo didn't hide at that moment, then with his physique, it is possible that he will be injured not lightly.

That hot-looking huntress actually uses a weapon to attack in the wilderness in the city?

Not long after the sound of this explosion, a group of patrolling soldiers arrived here, and when they saw the huntress on the house, the expressions of several people instantly became respectful, and after making a military salute, they spoke: "Miss Han Qingchu, what happened just now? We seem to have heard the sound of attacking weapons that should not appear in the city?"

The huntress sighed, then waved her hand: "It's nothing, I didn't tie the tactical bag just now, and two * got out!"

The captain of the patrol team immediately turned around and said solemnly: "It's nothing, someone has harbored a *, and it accidentally exploded, beckon the gray clothes to come and clean up and close the team!"

And then the patrol soldiers were gone!

Fang Zhuo was still in a daze, the huntress had already jumped down, holding a sign in her hand and shaking it in front of Fang Zhuo's eyes, and then grabbed Fang Zhuo without saying anything, and said, "Come with me, find a place to have a drink!"

The other party showed the same bronze medal, but on it were five flames and flower spikes, which were the symbols of a fifth-level hunter.

It wasn't long before the two of them were sitting in a bar that was quite old, and judging by the way she greeted her when she came in, she should be a regular customer here.

Sitting opposite, at this time Fang Zhuo had the strength to carefully supervise the other party.

This is a typical hunter, not very old, probably in his early twenties, for ease of movement, his hair is short just past his ears, and his face has the dual characteristics of coquettishness and wildness, but there is a very light scar on his forehead, but it does not affect the overall face, but adds some taste of time to the silence.

She was wearing a set of leather armor vests common to hunters, but her upper body was a little plump and she didn't seem to be very obedient, and she rested on the table at this time, pressing out a heavy arc, but she didn't pay attention to it.

She is very tall, and she can't tell how short she is when she stands in front of Fang Zhuo, and the contribution of a pair of long legs in the middle is indispensable!

"My name is Han Qingchu, you can call me Sister Han or Sister Chu, of course, I prefer you to call me Sister Chu!" The girl stretched out her left hand, knocked on the back of her clasped hand on the table, and sat down to introduce herself in a bold tone of a senior hunter.

"You are the Fang Zhuo that the second master said?"

Fang Zhuo nodded, a little unresponsive.

"I said, are you going to drink this thing that can fade out of the bird?" The woman who called herself "Sister Chu" didn't care about Fang Zhuo's thoughts, pointed to the large glass of beer in front of Fang Zhuo, raised her eyebrows, and asked.