He slammed the richly dressed pale-faced man against the wall, stabbed the sharp wooden cone of his right hand into the heart, and then twisted his wrist with a sharp twist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Blood from the vampire's chest spurted on the black-haired and black-eyed man's face, making the young witcher's babyface, which had originally looked quite delicate, suddenly look extremely vicious and fierce.

Let go of the lifeless corpse and let him limply slip off the wall and onto the ground. The baby-faced young man casually pulled a tablecloth on the long table next to him and wiped his head and face with it, as well as the wooden cone in his hand. Then he bent down to examine the body closely.

Not just the fangs of the target, but everything that seemed valuable to the vampire, he ripped off and stuffed it into his jacket, rings, necklaces, and even nose studs...... Anyway, the other party can't use it, right?

Just as the young baby-faced man was quickly searching for belongings, his pupils suddenly glowed with a faint green light. Meanwhile, in the hotel corridor outside the room, several green plants for ornamental planting aim their blooming stamens at the men and women hastily gathered in the hallway and holding weapons.

They, they, they, most of them were blonde and blue-eyed suits and leather shoes, most of them were pale and even when they were emotional, their mouths faintly showed sharp fangs, they were armed with knives, swords, and even some people with the Earth Musket that Wizard City had banned as weapons, and gathered in front of the door of Room 2021, and then one of the strongest of them kicked open the door and rushed in.

The next moment, he flew back upside down at a faster speed than rushing in, and a crossbow bolt made of wood but engraved with inscriptions pierced through his heart, and the terrible crossbow bolt even carried the man's nearly 200 pounds of body back with amazing kinetic energy, and finally nailed it firmly to the wall.

"The wooden crossbow bolt is indeed the bastard of the 'Vine of Strangle', who killed the only son of Lord Peric, and the Baron wanted his life. Thinking of Baron Perrick's bounty and Baron Perrick's punishment, the vampire blood slaves who were still a little hesitant outside instantly forgot their fear, and despite the narrow door, they still rushed in with their deadly crossbow arrows.

The black-haired and black-eyed baby-faced man in the room was holding a three-bolt crossbow machine in both hands, and the crossbow arrows shot by these transformed crossbow machines were amazingly powerful, and one by one they were like siege cones, suppressing the blood slaves who were desperately rushing in for a moment. But the six bolts were quickly gone, and the baby-faced man smiled, tossing the crossbow machine in his hand, then turned and smashed the floor-to-ceiling window of the room with an elbow.

Turning around, the man waved his hand at the blood slaves who had just rushed into the room, making a gesture of goodbye. Then he jumped behind him without hesitation, this is the upper floor of a skyscraper, ordinary people jump from this height, let alone fall, I am afraid that they will be scared to death.

However, Fan Wucai took out a wooden detonator and pressed the red button after he flew into the distance for nearly two seconds, and the huge fire and the impact of the explosion collided out of the 2021 room, making the man who had already spread the wooden glider on his back fly faster and farther.

Flying almost all the way from the bustling city center to the suburbs, Fan Wucai jumped off the roof of a sports car as soon as his feet landed steadily, and then retracted the wooden glider that stretched out from his back...... As a carpenter, he suffers from a rare metal allergy, and while it doesn't cause physical discomfort when touching metal, it can make him emotionally unhappy when he comes into contact with it, even if it is only indirectly.

“...... I hate metalwork. Throwing a few seeds under the surrounding vehicles, a faint green appeared in the pupils of his eyes, those seeds quickly took root and sprouted and even tore the earth, and when Fan Wucai walked away, several cars also disappeared, they were tightly tied by vines and plants, forcibly pulled into the earth, out of the man's field of vision.

At the top of the Heavenly Dome, the large ball of light controlled by the Heavenly Witch Tower has stopped most of its burning power, so although it is still suspended in mid-air, it represents the moon at this time, which means that it is late at night, and everyone should go back to sleep.

In response to the call of the Heavenly Witch Tower, most of the ordinary people in Abyss City will honestly hide in their own homes even if they are not asleep at this moment, unless he or she really wants to try those terrifying midnight legends of Abyss City.

However, the bar "Kidd's Blood" is open 24 hours a day, and since the opening of this witcher's guild, the originally cold neighborhood in the vicinity has been bustling and lively by it, and most of the dark creatures will not approach it at any time...... It's as if a sane human would never go near a beast's lair.

The dark creatures that ordinary people avoid are the prey of those who gather here.

"No matter how many times I come here or how many times I watch it, I still think it's ugly. ”

Looking up at the huge sign of the tavern, it was an exaggerated and thin old man with a bloody mouth, and the huge head with a bloody mouth was bigger than the signboard, and it also revealed a terrifying feeling in the grotesque exaggeration...... Fan Wucai pushed the door and stepped into Kidd's bloody mouth.

With his strong and straight body, coupled with the cute baby face of the Oriental, the young witcher attracted a lot of people's attention, both bright and dark, as soon as he entered the bar.

Two scantily clad young blonde babes hold wine glasses and stick them on the man's body, trying to get him a drink, and they treat him to something else...... But he was ruthlessly pushed away by the other party, and in the whispered curses of the girls, the man went straight to the second floor of the bar.

After passing through two young men who were not tall and strong, but whose eyes were as sharp as a blade, Fan Wucai walked into the only room on the second floor, and after turning the door closed, all the noisy noise of the night downstairs disappeared.

Unlike the absurd chaos of the first floor, the second floor of the bar is significantly more upscale and elegant than the first.

A number of beautiful women in kimonos, both in size and face, stood on the stage and performed the Shibukawa dance to the accompaniment of waka. They lightly waved the delicate folding fans depicting the sunrise of the sea of clouds, as if inadvertently stroking the gorgeous kimono on their bodies, and the moment the exquisite clothes slipped down, they faintly revealed their snow-white thighs and shiny and smooth bare shoulders.

They are also prostitutes who can get paid for it, but they just behave much higher than the two blonde girls downstairs. Of course, they are also much more expensive.

On the second floor, there are strong Russian men, Toei samurai holding Japanese swords tightly, dwarves with large axe beards that almost cover their cheeks, Nords, and red-skinned Redguards...... But the largest number of people who occupy the best positions are mostly middle-aged and elderly people who are surrounded by young and fierce disciples.

Some of these old people are full of red faces, some of them have eyes that are as intimidating as substance, some of them have thick bones on their palms, and their strong elbows look a little deformed when they hang on their aging bodies, all in all, they all have extremely strong combat ability, and they don't have enough good combat records in their hands, and it is indeed difficult to sit on the second floor of this bloody guild.

Compared with those demon hunter rookies on the first floor who are fighting in the night market purely to make money with their lives, these people in front of Fan Wucai are the real guarantee of the task completion rate of this demon hunter guild, the third district of the abyss city is at least in the F district, the recent crime rate and dark creature homicide incidents have been greatly reduced, and these people on the second floor of the Blood Mouth Guild have a huge merit that cannot be questioned.

In just two months since that man presided over this Demon Hunter Guild, the comprehensive record of the Demon Hunter Guild in Area F was far ahead of other regions, and even the comprehensive record index was nearly double that of the second place. Many dark creatures that have reached the first or even second order have been besieged and hunted, and if the new official takes office with three fires, the three fires of the Demon Hunter Guild will undoubtedly burn more than the other.

When Fan Wucai walked in, a man who was a little too young in the crowd like him was wandering among the old people, and after seeing him come in, Zhu Peng confessed to the old-timers in the national art world, and then casually brought two wine glasses to greet him.

"How is it, is the mission going well?" said Zhu Peng as he handed the glass to the man in front of him.

"The information you provided is inaccurate, that guy is protected by at least fifty blood slaves, and I wasted a lot of time trying to kill him. Fan Wucai took the wine glass, just sipped it like the man in front of him, and then he followed Zhu Peng into the hidden private office in the corner.

"Master, who is that kid? I haven't even been in Senior Brother Peng's office. Watching the two of them walk into a remote room, a tiger-headed boy asked his master suspiciously.

"A person with extraordinary abilities, I heard that he has been in the limelight recently, and there is no task that he dare not accept, and there is no task that he can't complete...... Your Senior Brother Peng specially came out to fight those Japanese swordsmen in the ring. Clamping a peanut and putting it in his mouth, Liu Yidao drank a little wine and listened to a small song, his eyelids opened and closed as if he was asleep, but everything in the whole room seemed to be under his control, which made the surrounding apprentices admire and admire again.

...... Private office ......

"The guild's own intelligence system is very rudimentary, and most of the information we receive comes from the Wizarding City Guild, and I also know that the accuracy of the information of many high-level missions is not only related to the completion of your mission, but even the life and death of the demon hunters in many cases...... But what I can guarantee is that the mission information provided by our guild is 'relatively' the most complete, and there is no guild in Abyss City that has done a better job of information than us. However, I cannot deny that there are still many flaws in the intelligence. After checking the fangs handed over by Fan Wucai, after confirming them, Zhu Peng received them into a black silk pouch and placed them in the safe on the side of the table.

Then, he took out a large bulging bag of money and threw it directly to the baby-faced witcher. Fan Wucai didn't look at it, and took the money bag into his arms.

As long as you really have the ability, it's still easy for the witcher to get the money.