Dozens of people were busy around Yang Ge and Laifu.

Of course, these people are no longer the military police with guns and the doctors and nurses with medical kits, these people are all civilian workers of the Demon Hunter Guild.

Most of the people are around Laifu, some take samples to check whether there are unknown disease bacteria on Laifu, some measure Laifu's height and measurements, and some use disinfectant to bathe Laifu.

Around Yang Ge, in addition to the two who bandaged his "wounds", there were three or four who were recording Yang Ge's demon hunting logs for this trip, and the last few were making certificates for Yang Ge and Laifu on the spot.

Originally, these tasks should have been carried out in the Demon Hunter Union after Yang Ge himself reported to the Demon Hunter Union, because he had made such a fuss before, and the Demon Hunter Union directly moved all the staff and related equipment outside the camp gate.

From the friendly, adoring and joyful attitudes of these staff, Yang Ge sensed that his troubles just now seemed to have led to some victory that he didn't know about the Demon Hunter Guild.

Old Johnson left with the big fat official, it should have been the aftermath of the trouble he just had, of course, it must be the aftermath of victory, before leaving, he kicked him in front of the big fat official, which seemed to be a kick with the wind, but it was the same as a massage on Yang Ge's body, and it was so comfortable, and then he turned around and gave Yang Ge a thumbs up behind his back.

"Let's go. ”

The blonde OL girl who bandaged Yang Ge couldn't figure out whether it was Lucy or Ruby, and after listening to Yang Ge's nonsense about how he hacked a vampire baron alive with a knife, she couldn't help but hug him and kiss him fiercely on the face.

Yang Ge was almost numb, and there would be at least fifteen lip prints on both sides of his face.

"Bichi, can't you bandage Lord Scott properly? Your constant harassment of Lord Scott like this will make Lord Scott very troubled!"

", who just stuck their tongue in Master Scott's mouth?"

"Master Scott, leave these two alone, in fact, I have a very beautiful set of Cadolle collector's edition underwear, I think we can find a wonderful night to light a scented candle and open a bottle of red wine, and I'll show you ......"

Yang Ge didn't know why all the people around Laifu were white-haired old men who had taken off their big white coats and couldn't hide the strong scientist atmosphere on them, but all around him were blonde, red-haired, and black-haired fiery beauties, and they were more enthusiastic than the other, didn't this make him make a mistake!

Of course, he has to admit that this is the pinnacle of his life.

Compared with the little prince of the nightclub and William the stallion of the little whirlwind in the bar, he can only be regarded as a handsome oriental face, and he does not have much charm in various parties......

However, he also knew very well in his heart that the reason why these girls were so enthusiastic was not because of how handsome he was, nor was he attracted by his heroism of being able to kill so many powerful dark creatures, but by the demon hunting bonus represented by the achievements of one vampire viscount, ten baron-level vampires and werewolves, and fifty lord-level vampires and werewolves...... That's a sky-high bonus equivalent to at least 100 million in the Sunshine Era!

The vampire fangs and werewolf scalps that proved their victories were all in the trucks, all given to him by the Hand of Dawn after cleaning the battlefield, and they didn't need this iconic loot to rate at all, they needed fresh dark creature corpses, and Andrew's lab was a real bottomless pit.

After the staff of the dozens of Demon Hunter Guilds were busy with their work, a blonde OL girl solemnly handed over a complete set of third-level witcher documents that still had residual warmth to Yang Ge's hand: "Dear Mr. Carno Scott, on behalf of the San Francisco Demon Hunter Guild, I congratulate you on your promotion to the third-level witcher, your promotion speed has broken the promotion speed of all the demon hunters in the eight camps in the west, and you are also the youngest third-level witcher in the eight camps in the west, may the light of the Lord always shine on your way home...... Your award ceremony will be held in two days, and you will be contacted by a staff member tomorrow, so please be sure to bring your pet to Happiness on time. ”

After Yang Ge solemnly accepted his third-level demon hunter certificate, a staff member also asked Yang Ge to wear the pure gold sword and gun cross medal of the third-level demon hunter in advance, and stood with Laifu to take a photo, Yang Ge believed that there would definitely be this photo on the front page of the San Francisco Camp Daily in the camp tomorrow.

After agreeing on the place where the demon hunting prize will be delivered, Yang Ge jumped into the truck with a lipstick mark and a note that the six girls had privately stuffed to him, drove the truck into the camp, and passed by Sam, a black guy standing on both sides of the gate, and those with guns guarding the gate, he directly ignored the shame and expectation on their faces, stepped on the accelerator heavily, and the truck spewed black smoke and roared away from the gate.

He actually values friendship with these people, so when Sam offered to inspect his carriage, he didn't directly refuse, but no matter how much he valued them, he couldn't forgive them for this kind of almost betrayal.

They can only share wealth and wealth, not hardship, and they are not true friends.

......

Driving down a dilapidated road, Jango still wondered what had come into conflict between the Witchers' Guild and the Camp Maintainer.

At first, he thought that there were also third-level witchers in the camp who followed Andrew's example to establish the Hand of Dawn and set up a demon hunter group, which led to tension between the camp maintenance association and the demon hunter group, and the news of Andrew's establishment of the Hand of Dawn Demon Hunter Group was a secret in the circle of low-level witchers, but it should not be a secret in the circle of third-level witchers, old Johnson knew that Andrew had advanced to the fourth-level demon hunter with the body of the evil god, would he not know about Andrew's establishment of the Hand of Dawn?

But looking at the performance of the Witcher Guild, it's not quite the same.

If it is really because there are third-level demon hunters who have established a demon hunting group, then the position of the demon hunter union should be largely consistent with the camp maintenance association, after all, the emergence of the demon hunting group weakens not only the jurisdiction of the camp maintenance committee over the demon hunter group, but also the jurisdiction of the demon hunter labor union.

And now it seems that there is a big conflict between the Demon Hunter Guild and the Camp Maintenance Association, and just now Old Johnson let him make a big fuss, more like taking the opportunity to let him show his muscles to the Camp Maintenance Association, so as to force the Camp Maintenance Association to make concessions on something!

He had too little information in his hand to guess and guess what was going on in the camp, so he didn't guess at all, anyway, when he got home and saw William, he knew everything.

Speaking of which, the gate is so noisy, why didn't William's stallion come? Could it be that he didn't receive the wind? No, that bastard is **** everywhere, no, friend, this matter involves himself, it is impossible for him not to receive the wind?

"Could it be that bastard still lying on that girl's bed and not getting up?"

Yang Ge gritted his teeth and looked at his watch, 1:50, and suddenly felt that it was very likely, the name of that guy's little prince in the night game was not called in vain, and now that old Connor and him were not at home, no one was in charge, and he might really have a hangover until the afternoon.