After leaving the café, Ouyang Dao prepared to take a knife class. Ever since he decided to use the long knife as a weapon, Ouyang Dao had prepared countless knife lessons, but the process was interrupted by accidents again and again. With so many gold coins in one year, I can't miss a class?

Ouyang Dao thought to himself, hurry up and join the army. Within three blocks of the guild, Ouyang Dao's footsteps suddenly stopped. I've gone through the association several times and today I went straight to the club. Ouyang Dao decisively leaned to the left, preparing to make a detour to the military club. "Gaia, wait! " An unfamiliar middle-aged man's voice came from behind Ouyang Dao, and Ouyang Dao's eyes looked forward.

If I run fast enough, trouble won't catch up with me. "Gaia! " The voice behind him was getting louder and louder, Ouyang Dao's footsteps were getting faster and faster, his heavy leather boots crackling on the sidewalk, and passers-by looked at the racewalker with strange eyes from time to time.

It's not surprising that hunters run away, as there is always a chance that the city will be attacked by aliens. It is not surprising that hunters walk. Patrol missions are an essential experience for City Watch Guardians. Ouyang Dao said that he was not in a hurry, his feet were too fast, he was in a hurry, but his pace was too small, and he had no intention of running. The passer-by turned for more than 10 seconds, and suddenly someone realized that the light was soft and said: "Is this a blood line?"

"Oh... The fact that the x10 crowd has dispersed and the bloodline is comical has been ingrained in people's minds for thousands of years, and it is not surprising that a race walking hunter has appeared. As for Ouyang Dao, he fled too fast and couldn't escape the clutches of the middle-aged man behind him.

After all, he saw that Ouyang Dao was walking faster and faster, and the Foreign Secretary was also chasing him, so you couldn't go faster than you. Catching up with Ouyang Dao and responding with a smile, at this moment he was praying frantically in his heart to the three gods: There is nothing to do with me, don't cause trouble, the situation can be controlled.

But things didn't go the way he hoped, all Ouyang Dao saw was the foreign minister's swarthy face, a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face, his face was full of wrinkles since middle age, and now his face was full of wrinkles. "Gaia, why are you in trouble again? Did you follow up on last night's case at the West End Cemetery?"

"Oh, West District Cemetery" Ouyang Dao's heart was in a frenzy, obviously it was the black butler of the Church of Light who came to inquire about this matter, "What happened last night... Ouyang Dao said thoughtfully, his mind was in a frenzy, should I admit it, I saw the priest last night? The pastor is new here, I don't think he has any journalist information on him, but I'm sure that the seriously injured hunter I met before has a report, if you compare these two times, you may find that I ran into the priest. ”

I'm asking you questions! The Foreign Secretary said impatiently. "When you went to the cemetery last night, did you see a priest?" Ouyang Dao didn't answer, and the Minister of Foreign Affairs continued: "This is the stupid white-skinned bird of the Church of Light, this leather should be freshly made, did you see it last night?"

"Director-General, I don't know how much I saw all day, this magic wand that wants to be a birdman, last night I really wanted to complete this task, I don't know if there was a purebred bird passing by, I'm not sure"

"Cough," an embarrassed cough came, and Ouyang Dao and the Foreign Minister turned their heads, and immediately turned their heads back to one of the stupid birds in their speech, the Black Butler of the Church of Light. The three black deacons ignored the foreign minister's expletives, Hunter Gaia, when the hell did you go to the West Cemetery yesterday?

Did you see the pastor of our church on the road? "The deacon, dressed in black, drew a portrait of a piece of paper from his chest, yellowed parchment, with black brushstrokes, clearly depicting this fledgling priest, even if it was not partially covered with ink, Ouyang Dao thought it was a black and white photograph. Has Rune technology come this far?

Ouyang Dao was surprised to find that, judging from the mayor's indifference, this kind of hand-drawn photo technique should be very common, at least within the guild. Then Ouyang Dao remembered the many rewards he had seen, because he had never seen the face of a wanted criminal, and he had never paid attention to the portraits of the guild, and now he remembered that the portraits of those clowns, the mask he had used, were all drawn on paper, and Ouyang Dao was startled.

The clown mask, which Ouyang Dao had fought many times before, was not a high-quality disguise, and after fighting with the new priest, he left it in the Confusion (movie). No, we'll destroy the mask when we get back. If someone recognizes the mask, we're in trouble again. Ouyang Dao's heart swelled with strong feelings, he looked at the painting seriously, and finally shook his head slowly under the eager gaze of the black priest.

"I didn't see him, I don't think I saw the priest last night," said Ouyang Dao, who was a strange spirit, very weak, spreading through the fields without Ouyang Dao and the Foreign Minister noticing it in the slightest. After Ouyang Dao finished speaking, a black deacon slapped the leader twice on the back behind his back, hiding his behavior under his black robe, and no one noticed. "Well," the chief deacon nodded disappointedly, "well, thank you for your cooperation." ”

Then the three of them turned to leave, and when one of the black deacons suddenly turned around, he said to Ouyang Dao and the Foreign Secretary, Hunter, please don't forget, the Church and the Hunter Alliance, belong to the two great organizations in the kingdom, the Eagle and the Hound, it is best to respect each other The Foreign Affairs Director glared at him angrily, deliberately reminding him that the name of the Hound was not much better than the stupid bird of the Church of Light. Ouyang Dao smiled, but the Foreign Minister suddenly stopped his anger and watched the three deacons walk away solemnly, muttering unconsciously. "This feeling, that's a silent deacon! How is this possible, when Mingguang Church is so luxurious, an ordinary team is... ”

Ouyang Dao was stunned when he heard this, and he looked at the Foreign Minister in surprise. Who is this silent deacon? Even the grumpy Foreign Secretary can stop his anger, you know, the Foreign Secretary has a brilliant record of opposing the Vice President many times, but there is also a 'Crazy War in the Lion City'. Director, what is the silent deacon Ouyang Dao asked suspiciously. Without much explanation, the director of the Foreign Affairs Department dismissed Ouyang Dao at will and hurried to the guild.

Standing there, Ouyang Dao thought for a moment and smiled meaningfully. Looks like something is going to happen in the Lion City. At this time, the cemetery in the west had been "heavily guarded", and the black deacon of the church was searching back and forth, Ouyang Dao carefully lurked for several hours, and finally found the clown mask he discarded, brandishing a knife and cutting it into pieces. When Ouyang Dao returned to the Hunters' Guild, it was almost five o'clock, and when the sun set, Ouyang Dao watched helplessly.

Is the club poisonous, or is the vice president deliberately leaving behind the curse of "no one has ever been in class" in order to save money? In this way, he can hire some low-level teachers, anyway, there are not many students who can go to class, and it is not enough to teach a few people, to teach a group of people. Ouyang Dao said to himself that the knife class was only open until 5 o'clock, and even if he flew to the club now, he could only catch up with the knife teacher to announce the end of the class, and the students practiced by themselves.

On second thought, Ouyang Dao was going to the War Club, which was a good place to hone his skills, even if it meant cutting down wooden targets. Ouyang Dao arrived at the military club, and before he could open the door, he saw the ring on his right hand. The "flat cut" area to his left was empty, and all those strong men who used to train wooden targets gathered around a ring and cheered loudly, judging by the weapons they carried, the students who had just finished their classes and had worked hard all day were attracted to them. Are these two elites attacking each other Ouyang Dao wanted to know.

With so many people around, can the contestants on stage do what they have to do, because hunters and aliens often fight in the dark, either in the dead (movie) or in the cemetery, or even in the Lion City, usually in the back alleys. At this moment, however, hundreds of people were already watching the battle.

Among them were a dozen idle men in charge of the battle. The pressure is self-evident. Judging by the excited cheers of others, the fights on the stage are clearly exciting, regardless of whether the opponent is an elite class or not, it is clearly an experienced generation. Ouyang Dao thought to himself, his left and right hands stretched out, squeezing through the crowd, and the crowd felt the strength and pushed him aside.

In front of the ring, Ouyang Dao saw two people, one of whom he knew, that is, the person he beat into a vegetative person, when Ouyang Dao's punch broke his ribs and knocked him flying nearly 10 meters, later, Ouyang Dao heard Diesel say that this ungrateful bloodline, when this strong man fell to the ground, he broke his spine, and it is estimated that it will take several months to recover. It's been less than a month since I beat you half to death?

Why is this guy fighting again? Ouyang Dao glanced at his opponent, a young man who was not tall and could only reach the shoulders of a teenage boy if he didn't have a thick beard. Thinking of the beard, Ouyang Dao subconsciously looked at that face, it was a little better looking than ordinary people, but it was not as amazing as ordinary people, if he could compare it with Gaia, it would not be so good-looking. Speaking of which, I used to be spoiled for being good-looking, and now I'm like this?

Ouyang Dao recalled that his left eye was first destroyed by the footage of the explosion, and then he stayed in the sun and wind for more than ten days, and then every day he had to face all kinds of strange things and endure the torture of "mental pollution", as the saying goes, this is from the heart, and his face is inevitably a little gloomy. With this face, I thought, am I really a hero, I feel like an imposter time traveler, and then, after some self-deprecation, Ouyang Dao looked back at the courtroom, at this moment, some handsome young men were fighting the ferocious Zagre. Young people should not have an advantage in power. They had been going around in circles with Sugler, carefully avoiding Sugler's attacks a few times.

At this moment, Zagre's face was red, and his voice was heavy, apparently angry. Ouyang Dao could see that he had lost his mind, he had been teased a few times, and he would soon lose consciousness and make some irrational moves. As Ouyang Dao expected, the breathless drunkard collapsed, the hair on his hands was swollen, his nails turned into wolf claws, and he grabbed the young man with his claws. In the face of the ferocious blow, the young man on the other side smiled, quickly bent down, and leaned sideways towards Sogler.

Just as Sogler's claws were about to attack, the young man, anticipating the blow, turned around and dodged it with ease, when a cold light flashed in his hand, and a sharp dagger slashed through Sogler's waist, splattering blood.

Alas, a sigh sounded, and people saw that there was no possibility of victory for Scotland. The injured man struggled a few more times to try to win defensively, but one by one was cleared by the opposing youngster, who ended up hitting him in the waist and breaking his balance.

"You win, I'll give up," Zagre said to the young man, as he lay in the ring, clutching the wound on his waist, feeling a sharp pain in his body, pulling a rune from his arm, he strongly asked to cast a spell on him, and a green light hung above his wound, but the wounds were still fresh, because he had just made a large cut with his dagger.

"What do you mean by that? Do you despise me, child?" The young man asked in a low voice, looking at the young man who had fallen to the ground with a complicated expression on his face. "If you heal this little wound, I will be able to heal in a few days" The young man on the other side continued to smile, Lang Sheng replied, "We are just fighting, not enemies of life and death, just to win, deliberately hit your wounds, I feel sad, in order to heal your wounds, this is what I should do."

"Give him a signal to get up. "Sogler, let's forget about today" "Yes, yes, there is no such thing as hatred after being beaten to death in the boxing ring" The young man spoke well, the crowd was filled with admiration, the face of the fallen Sogler changed one by one, and finally, he shook the young man's palm as a sign of his forgiveness. After the fall of Scotland, the young man stood in the center of the ring and announced loudly: "I, Xia Yu, sincerely invite all those who defeated me on the ring to accept the 1000 gold coins I have prepared" The young man pointed to a chest behind him, which his servant opened and placed on a pile of 1000 gold coins.

"In order to prevent my power from being deliberately depleted, I will charge each of you one silver coin as an entrance fee. That's the end of today's game. If you want to earn a thousand gold coins tomorrow, you can sign up first Xia Yu jumped off the boxing ring with the box in his arms and recovered his strength. Only one middle-aged man is collecting the registration fee. A thousand gold coins is enough to drive people crazy. The figure of the middle-aged man was overwhelmed by the professionals who signed up. After the crowd dispersed, Xia Yu and the middle-aged man packed up and left the club, Ouyang Dao looked at his back and whispered, Xia Yu, something happened.