It's not that there's a big fuss, it's that Thunder is really special!

This is the model of the main sniper in the front-line legions of the four major legions of the empire, and in the entire Scarlet Continent, people who have heard of the model of Thunder, except for the sniper of the main station of the Red Blood Army, there are only a handful of others who have heard of this model.

But Fang Zhuo, a little hunter, actually opened his mouth to ask for a thunderbolt, and the second master had to be surprised!

"Little guy, your tone is too big and your tongue flashes carefully, since you can say this name, then you should know the roots of Thunder, is there any money?" Ah Da leaned back, looked at Fang Zhuo and said lightly.

Fang Zhuo took out a dark gold firearm from the tactical backpack behind him, which was none other than the Grim Reaper.

Ah Da stood up instantly, the same as the performance of Chonghei Tiger at that time, and shouted: "Death!?" and then took out a set of complicated tools and began to look at the firearms produced by this demon clan.

After a long time, he interviewed the tools in his hand and said in a tone: "Yes, it is indeed a boutique from the Habsburg family!"

Glancing at Fang Zhuo, who had a calm face, he said meaningfully: "I heard that Chonghei Tiger recently lost a Grim Reaper, and this gun is not easy to shoot recently!"

"Since I came to you, I naturally know that you have the channels and abilities!" Fang Zhuo said lightly.

"That's right, it's just going to be a little troublesome, but since it's death, it's worth it!"

But then his tone changed, and then he spoke: "However, even if it is a god of death, if you want to change to a fifty percent new thunder, you have to have at least three of them before it is possible to talk about it!"

Hearing this news, Fang Fangzhuo was still a little surprised, obviously the price of Thunder here seemed to be a little outrageously high.

"Boy, don't think I'm trying to frame you, Thunder is extremely special, I'm afraid only I can get this Yunqing City, plus the cost of channels and heavy armor paving, this is already a conscience price!" The old man returned to his original sitting posture and looked at Fang Zhuo and explained.

After looking down and thinking for a long time, Fang Zhuo gritted his teeth, raised his head and asked, "How long will it take?"

"A month!"

"Help me prepare, I'll pick up the goods in a month's time, and this Grim Reaper will be used as a deposit. ”

Ah Da pondered for a moment, looked at Fang Zhuo and said, "In that case, let's get it in half a month! Looking at the face of the second child, I will give you a little equipment supply, which can be regarded as an addition!"

After saying that, Ah Da turned his head and picked for a moment, and then threw over a medium-sized tactical bag, which was full of military*, *, shotgun bullets, etc., and even two blank Force bullets.

Fang Zhuo couldn't act, he reached out and grabbed it, and stuffed the things into his tactical backpack.

"You'd better get out of Yunqing City as soon as possible!" Ah Da said leisurely with his head on his head.

Fang Zhuo put the tactical backpack on his back, nodded, and said, "I'll get out of the city as soon as possible, but there is no difference between inside and outside the city for me!"

Nodding to the old man, Fang Zhuo pushed the door and left, and didn't go far before he met a few guys with tattoos on their necks, obviously all of them members of the Black Tiger Gang. These men all had assault rifles in their hands, but their fingers were on the side of the trigger, looking cautious!

Fang Zhuo did not hide his whereabouts, he even removed his disguise, and collided with the Black Tiger Gang within a few steps of walking out, and was naturally discovered.

"It's that guy!"

"Up, hack him!"

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With a noisy shout, everyone put away their guns, pulled out machetes or picked up tomahawks, and rushed over.

This is the iron law of Kowloon Street, and anyone who dares to disobey this rule will become a corpse in a corner of Yunqing City, and it will be difficult to find it.

Although most of the shops on this street are small shops, they are all arms shops! Therefore, this seemingly small rule is enough for everyone to strictly abide by.

Fang Zhuo naturally knew that he continued to walk forward slowly, holding the black short knife in his hand.

This group of Black Tiger Gang guys was originally going to encircle and suppress the front and back, but watching Fang Zhuo continue to move forward, the two groups of people rushed over together. Fang Zhuo suddenly accelerated, like a high-speed locomotive, the few people in front of him were knocked out in an instant, and two people hung directly on the stores on both sides, and they were all picked up and thrown to the ground by the store owner quietly.

However, there was air intake, but no air out, and they were directly hit by Fang Zhuo and died here! The other three people who were far away fell to the ground holding their stomachs.

There were only three people on the other side, and the original clumsy sudden acceleration did not keep up, and at this moment, five people were killed when they looked at one face, where did they dare to go up to send noodles, and turned their heads and left with a wolf howl.

Fang Zhuo looked at the black short knife in his hand, sighed, and didn't chase anymore. This black short knife, even the demon knights of the Black Nightmare Clan, was extremely coveted, he told himself, and then changed his direction and hid in Yunqing City.

Facing the glimmer of the morning light on the horizon, Fang Zhuo flashed from the checkpoint set up by the Black Tiger Gang at the city gate, and then swaggered out of the city.

In the headquarters of the Black Tiger Gang, Chong Heihu slept very badly this night, and always heard the sound of gunfire coming and going, which caused him to be restless. After a full night's sleep, my spirit did not improve, but I felt more tired.

What's more, the only son he values is still lying on the hospital bed at the moment, not knowing what he can be cured in the end.

Fang Zhuo's hand was extremely ruthless, one ankle had been broken, and the knee of the other leg was even more broken.

Both wounds were difficult to treat, and the wounds were embedded with broken bones, making them extremely difficult to clean. If you want to be completely cured, you may have to ask the masters of the Red Blood Army to take action, or even send it to the mainland of the empire, with the help of the machinery there.

And these choices all cost a huge amount of money, and when he thought of this, Chongheihu felt tightened in his chest.

If it weren't for this son, he would be the only one who could hope to take over the Black Tiger Gang, his talent was not bad, he was already standing at the peak of second-level cultivation, and it was very likely that he would come to his own point, and he would want to give up! After all, having a few sons again would save much money and trouble than treatment!

After all, the son who has the hope and potential to be promoted to a high-level position in his cultivation is not so easy to give birth!

Thinking of this, Chonghei Hu hated Fang Zhuo even more, and at the beginning, he let him go in the face of the god of death, but he didn't expect that he not only didn't appreciate it, but instead cut off his son's promotion path with despicable and cruel means. If I had known, I should have killed him even if I made a move!

Under the multiple pressures of this chagrin, hatred and insomnia, Chonghei Tiger was almost on the verge of going berserk.

At this moment, listening to the footsteps and the sound of discussion gradually sounding outside, Chonghei Hu became more and more irritable, and scolded: "It's all a bunch of waste, and you can't do anything bad!"

However, the sound outside did not disappear, but there was a tendency to get bigger and bigger, Chonghei Hu frowned, and roared angrily: "What the hell are you arguing about?!"

After this loud drink, the sound outside finally stopped.

Chonghei Hu grabbed a piece of clothing casually, and then strode out, his eyes were like electricity, most of the people in the hall who were seen were sleepy-eyed, and the few who were awake were pale.

"What's going on?" Chonghei Tiger asked, looking at the people in the council hall below.

The hall was silent, and after half a ring, a small leader had to bite the bullet and say, "Helper, Fang Zhuo killed many of us!"

"How many? exactly?"

"More than one hundred and twenty ......" The small leader almost trembled to report the number.

Even with the strength of the Black Tiger Gang, this number was a little painful, and Chong Heihu's face became even more ugly. In the flesh pain of the colleague, Chonghei Tiger was also a little shocked, this killing method, where is it like a little guy who has a fourth-level Force cultivation, at least, Chonghei Tiger weighs it himself, and when he naturally cultivates at the fourth level, he can't do this!

After a moment of silence, he raised his head and said, "So many people have died, where is the corpse of Fang Clumsy?"

The little boss finally recovered from the pressure, and quickly replied, "Someone saw him go out of the city!"

"Anyone sees?" Chongheihu's murderous gaze instantly glared at the little leader.

The little boss instantly knew that he had said the wrong thing, the Black Tiger Gang had issued a Black Tiger Kill Order, but if the Black Tiger Gang saw it and didn't stop it, it would be a betrayal of the Black Tiger Gang, and the end would be worse than death!

"Help the outsiders see it!" the little boss felt remedied. Chonghei Hu glanced at him, his indifferent eyes flashed away, but at this time, he didn't pursue it, turned around and walked back to the room, and began to think.

With Fang Zhuo's growth speed and huge lethality, the future will inevitably be a big trouble, and he must go out as soon as possible, and his son is a proof in front of him.

"Green wolf, Xiaolu, the two of you each take a team of people from the White Tiger Hall to go outside the city and arrest Fang Zhuo for me, whether you live or die!" Chonghei Hu thought for a moment, then raised his head and spoke to the two people standing around.

One of the lean men simply nodded when he heard the order.

The other was a handsome young man, who frowned when he heard this, and then said: "A fourth-level little guy, is it a little too nervous to go out with me and the green wolf?"

Chongheihu glanced at the young man and said in a low voice: "That kid is not simple, Xiaolu, don't be too careless!"

The young man pursed his lips, but nodded anyway, obeying Chonghehu's words.

Chonghei Tiger closed his eyes, then waved his hand, but he didn't have any dissatisfaction with the boy.

The two people who were named by the Black Tiger just now are veritable masters of the Black Tiger Gang.

The green wolf is an expert in survival in the wild, a fifth-level peak cultivator, and has had the lives of many masters of the same level, and even once entangled a master who had just entered the sixth level in the wild.

As for Xiaolu, he looks young, but he is actually in his thirties, and his cultivation is only under the Black Tiger, and he is a real sixth-level cultivation.

The two of them, Green Wolf and Xiaolu, both belong to the Black Tiger Gang's four King Kongs, their strength is strong, they are both masters with a bit of reputation in Yunqing City, and they are the strategic combat power that the Black Tiger Gang will not easily use, but this time the Black Tiger sent even a person at one time, which shows the importance of the other party.

An hour later, at the first rays of sunshine, the fawn and the green wolf went out of the city with seven or eight people along different routes.

At the same time, a tall, thin figure with extremely long hands and feet and light eyebrows that was almost invisible walked into Yunqing City, and the tactical backpack behind him was bulging and seemed to be full of things.

When the fawn saw this tall and thin figure, his body paused slightly, and then his movements became extremely restrained, which was an instinctive reaction in the face of danger.

It wasn't until the figure disappeared that the fawn returned to normal, turning his head and pausing for a moment, still not thinking about when such a master appeared in the Hunters' Guild.

In the backpack behind the man, there was a faint smell of blood, which was undoubtedly caused by killing the demon clan or the demon clan.

The deer licked his lips, but now is not the time to pay attention to these things, anyway, there is a Chonghei Tiger in the city, and he is going to start enjoying the pleasure of hunting!