Every hunter has something to seek.

Dreams, status, fame, money, power......

Wright is a utilitarian bounty hunter who never wants to stop in the middle of a run for a higher status and fame.

Forward, do not make a big stride forward without stopping -

That's what he's been doing.

The capture of the infamous "Phantom Brigade" was an extremely important milestone before he crossed the finish line.

To this end, he left a long-term commission in the "intelligence channel" to investigate the whereabouts of the "Phantom Brigade".

Now, there's finally news!

"I know, send the "information" to my mailbox, and when I confirm, I will send the corresponding reward."

After saying that, Wright hung up the phone directly.

Moyu swallowed a piece of meat and looked up at Wright.

When he heard the words "intelligence" and "reward", he realized something.

Wright raised his phone and grinned, "Hey, it's time to work." ”

"In a hurry?"

Mo You put down the dishes and chopsticks and asked the question he was most concerned about.

Wright said: "Race against time. ”

Intelligence is usually time-sensitive, not to mention information related to "whereabouts", which must be acted upon as soon as possible.

That is, he must hurry up now.

Mo You nodded in understanding, and then pointed to the table: "But I can't eat so much meat alone." ”

"Haha, don't worry, I'll finish eating before leaving."

Wright smiled heartily and fished out a large pork leg from the basin.

Mo You didn't say anything more, and picked up the dishes and chopsticks again.

The two of them buried themselves in cooking.

Soon, Mo You found that Wright's speed of gnawing meat was significantly more than doubled, and he deliberately slowed down his meal before he thought about it, as for the reason, it is needless to say.

Looking at Wright's gobbling appearance, Mo You can clearly feel that Wright attaches great importance to this "work".

"It's been a very rewarding time, and it's enough."

Mo Yu thought silently in his heart.

Although there is still one last day of the "sparring" period, in this case, it is impossible for him to ask Wright to fulfill the "contract".

A moment later, Wright finished his share of the meat.

"I'm sorry."

Wright got up after eating, and said apologetically to Mo You: "It happened suddenly, and the sparring partner on the last day can only owe it first." ”

"It doesn't matter, I'll make it up when you're done."

Mo Yu also got up.

During this time, he experienced what is called the "stubbornness" of the reinforcement system from Wright's body, so he took the idea of "forget it on the last day of sparring" in his heart.

Anyway, even if you bring it up, it's just a waste of time.

"Then I'll go, I'll get back in touch."

Wright said he would go, without any delay.

"Well, have a nice trip."

Mo You nodded slightly.

Wright waved his hand with his back to Moyo and strode away.

Say goodbye to simplicity and efficiency.

Leaving the monastery, Wright descended the mountain path and took out his phone from his pocket to check the flight information.

"It's 20:35 and the nearest flight is ...... 20:50. ”

Wright looked down at the phone screen and said to himself, "It's a bit of a rush." ”

As he spoke, he put away his phone and stretched in place.

"I was still thinking of a showdown with Mo You at night, but the plan always can't catch up with the changes......"

Before he could finish speaking, Wright kicked his feet, and the whole person shot into the distance like an arrow from the string, and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

The temple was as quiet as ever.

Mo Yu swept away the rest of the meat and quickly cleaned the table.

After doing this, he walked to the devastated atrium and opened the fine aperture to release the maximum amount of qi.

If you want to increase the total amount of "potential energy" and thus extend the time of "practice", there is basically no shortcut.

Release the "Qi" and consume it, and then release it after it recovers.

In this way, the total number of "potential gas volumes" is increased little by little.

Two minutes passed.

Moyu lay on the ground exhausted, gasping with his eyes closed.

After a while, Mo You barely regained some strength.

"Suddenly a little uncomfortable ......"

Mo You slowly opened his eyes, and casually picked up a small piece of broken green brick from the side and hung it in front of him.

The night is getting darker.

On the top of the hill, a dilapidated temple stands alone.

Following.

Dawn breaks.

Mo You woke up early, ate a simple meal and began his daily practice.

Without Wright as a sparring partner, what he can do now is to lay a solid foundation for the "Four Lines".

Release, Recovery, Release, Restoration –

The practice was boring and tedious, and the morning passed like this.

At noon, the sun is high.

After eating, Moyu was about to start a new round of cultivation, but was interrupted by movement outside the temple.

A group of workers carrying various tools and materials came to the outside of the monastery and shouted loudly at the door.

Moyu, who heard the call for the door, walked through the atrium and opened the dilapidated wooden door.

Seeing a group of "heavily armed" workers standing outside the gate, Mo You was surprised for a while, but quickly reacted and guessed that this group of workers should have been called by Wright.

"Hello, Mr. Wright commissioned us here, and he said there was a courtyard here that needed to be repaired."

The lead worker greeted Mo Yu respectfully.

"Yes, come in."

Mo You, who knew what to expect, opened the door directly and motioned for the workers to come in.

The workers immediately picked up the tools and materials, and rushed into the devastated atrium.

The lead worker confirms the project requirements with Moyo.

As soon as the agreement was received, the construction began.

With its high efficiency, the entire construction team was able to complete Moyu's request in just one hour.

I don't know where they got the weather-blown stone, so that the renovated atrium doesn't look much different from before.

Sending the construction team away, Moyou closed the temple door and turned back to the atrium, once again lamenting Wright's thoughtfulness.

"Anyway...... It's almost time for Hawke to come back, right? ”

Looking at the restored atrium, Mo You suddenly remembered his cheap father.

At that time, Hawke said that he would come back in ten days and half a month, but now that he calculates, eleven days have passed, and he may be back in two days.

I thought about giving Hawke a call to ask about the situation.

But thinking of Hawke's confession before leaving home, "Don't call if you have anything to do", Mo You could only give up.

Time passes slowly.

The sun sets in the west and night falls.

In a township just a hundred kilometers away from the monastery.

Hawke sat in a remote bridge hole, his right hand pressed tightly against his abdomen, his head tilted slightly and gasping for breath.

Sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped down a pool of blood, creating a ripple.

Click-Click

The sound of the stream was suddenly mixed with the sound of footsteps.

Hearing the footsteps, Hawke's eyes suddenly sharpened, but the next second they softened.

"Looks like you're badly hurt, Hawke."

Under the bridge, the brook gurgles.

The moonlight slanted down on the stream, shining brightly.

Suddenly, a frog jumped into the water, and the light reflected on the surface of the water suddenly blurred.

When the water surface calmed down, a green figure suddenly appeared in the reflection of the bright streamer.

The figure stood on the shore, staring calmly at Hawke, who was sitting in the hole in the bridge.

"It's just a small injury."

Hawke turned his head to look at the figure.

Dressed in a green robe, he has a petite figure and a good appearance, with thin-rimmed glasses on his face and calm eyes.

What is striking is that there is a pair of dog ears in the long green hair.

But if you look closely, you can barely see that the pair of dog ears are ornaments.

The person who came was none other than Kirdo Yorkshire, one of the twelve branches of the Hunters' Guild, and a two-star professional hunter with the position of physician and legal scholar.

"Minor injuries?"

Qiduo walked into the bridge cave and said calmly: "Just hearing my footsteps, I can't wait to exude killing intent, this deliberate reaction is like a beast caught in a trap, and can only make senseless threats by roaring." ”

“……”

Hawke was silent for a moment, and then teased in a helpless tone: "Lord Legal Scholar, I want to ask, how many years will you be sentenced to face and stubbornness on your side?" ”

"There is no such thing in the law, and I am only stating the facts."

Qiduo came to Hawke, his eyes fell on Hawke's bleeding abdomen, and frowned:

"You didn't come, so I guessed something was wrong, but...... I didn't expect you to be so badly injured, with your ability, if you want to run, even if you have more than one mental ability, you can only be helpless, right? ”

"That's right."

Hawke smiled bitterly, and was about to open his mouth to ask Qiduo to help him stop the bleeding first, but Qiduo grabbed the conversation:

"But you're seriously injured because the enemy has the telekinesis ability of the 'Lock-On' type? No, if that's the case, you're probably dead, that's weird, huh? Could it be ......?"

Qi Duo thought of something, his eyes suddenly became solemn, and he asked in a deep voice, "Is the 'Afterlife' over there in the temple so strong that you have to leave the 'Rat Treasure' there?" ”

"Ah, yes, yes, if it weren't for the fact that my left hand can't use it now, I will definitely applaud you, but now it's more important that you can help me ...... first."

Hawke looked weak.

Qiduo's face changed, and he didn't have the heart to listen to the second half of Hawke's words, he lowered his head slightly and gritted his teeth and said to himself:

"Damn, is it that serious...... I can currently contact one Remembrifier, plus the one in the Guild, there are two, but neither of them is good at removing "afterlife thoughts". ”

"The ......"

Hawke looked at Qiduo, who was bowing his head and talking to himself, and said weakly: "If it's convenient, let's help me stop the bleeding first." ”

Qiduo didn't react, and continued to whisper to himself: "Although a reward has been issued by the people, it is an inevitable problem in terms of remuneration. ”

“……”

Hawke's eyes were silent.

He looked down at the terrible amount of bleeding beneath him, and he felt anxious that his blood bar was about to bottom out.

"Hey, Qiduo, I'm dying, look up at me?"

“@#@&#……”

From someone's chattering whisper.

“……”

Hawke's eyelids twitched several times, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively said at this life-and-death juncture: "Qiduo single dog." ”

"Huh?"

Kirdo jerked his head up, his eyes sharp at Hawke.