"Are you sure...... Is it a spike?" asked one of the hunters in the team.

"I've seen it with my own eyes, you take out the corpse of the Shadow Rhino and show it to everyone. The bald head was anxious, looked at Han Fan and said.

Even the captain's eyes showed me a little disbelief.

Han Fan glanced left and right, he was suddenly a little worried that these people would suddenly come out of his booty, but after thinking about it, this person is so experienced, if he really wants to do so, why bother with it.

Thinking of this, Han Fan also relieved himself and directly took out the corpse of the Shadow Rhinoceros.

Until this time, everyone had completely believed Han Fan's words.

The captain stretched out his hand to caress the rhinoceros's body, and after feeling it, his expression became a little solemn.

"All its internal organs were corroded and melted. The captain said in a deep voice.

Several other people heard that their colors changed and came forward to investigate.

After the induction, they all looked solemn.

It seems that most of this kid's words are true. The captain made up his mind. By now, he had begun to wonder about Han Fan's purpose.

The strength that can kill alien beasts of the same level in seconds, this kind of strength talent is by no means trivial.

The captain examined the rhinoceros's body again, and repeatedly confirmed the residual strength in the body.

The captain suspected that it was the underworld, and although that power was different from their aura, it was also different from the aura in the underworld monks.

He was a little unsure of Han Fan's depth.

Although there are some doubts and precautions in my heart, after all, I promised before.

"Put it away, let's go back to the city first. The captain ordered.

After a few people returned to the city, the captain asked the bald head to lead Han Fan to hand over the task.

The Monster Guild Alliance is like a transit station, where all monks can go to the guild to post tasks and hand in the task rewards in advance. Monks who complete the quest can go directly to the counter to hand in the quest and receive the reward directly.

The Monster Beast Union will take a 10% fee from it.

They are not only a transit point, but also an absolute security guarantee.

With the intervention of the trade union, it is avoided that the two sides may have a private transaction, fraud and so on.

Besides, no monk would dare to take the task that was released in private. If what awaits you when you arrive at the place is a net of heaven and earth, it is really like crying without tears.

The staff at the counter obviously knew the bald hunter, and Han Fan smoothly handed over the task and returned to the team.

"Well, welcome to the Darkwalker Squad. The captain's tone was sincere.

Han Fan subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to shake hands with the other party, and only after stretching out half did he remember that this was the cultivation world, so in order to avoid embarrassment, he also picked up his other hand and made a Confucian salute to everyone.

The captain frowned, he had never seen this gift from Han Fanxing. He thought that he had traveled all over the Netherworld in his early years, and he had seen a lot of things big and small, and he also knew a lot about the sects and factions of the Northern Netherworld.

He had never seen Han Fanxing's courtesy.

"Seniors, from now on, we will be members of a team, my name is Gegra. Han Fan took the initiative to introduce.

It still uses his master's name.

"You don't have to say your name directly, we call it by code name, just call me Captain. The captain smiled faintly.

"Bald. The bald head introduced.

"It's really bald?" Han Fan was surprised.

"What?" the bald head didn't understand what he meant.

"It's okay, it's okay. Han Fan waved his hand again and again.

"Ajia. ”

"Ah Yi. ”

The two monks who were in charge of the wind spoke up.

"......" Han Fan is no longer able to complain, shouldn't the so-called code name be the kind of mysterious and dangerous words such as shadow, giant sword, laughing demon, and nightmare?

What is Ajia A?

However, the two imagined that the dress was indeed very ordinary, both of them were dressed in gray robes, a common style of the underworld, and carried a black scabbard around their waists, and the scabbard was wrapped with a white cloth stained with mud.

Han Fan cast his gaze on the remaining two hunters. You two can't be Ah Bing and Ah Ding.

"Long hair. ”

"Short eyebrows. ”

Han Fan was stunned......

The hunter called Long-haired is indeed a long-haired male monk, but most of the monks who practice are long-haired, is this also a characteristic?

However, thinking of Ah Jia and Ah Yi, Han Fan felt that this code name was already very "distinctive".

The long-haired hunter has a circle of stubble around his mouth, his hair is naturally curly, his facial features are three-dimensional, and his eyes are deep, and he feels very long.

As for the short eyebrows, they are really short eyebrows...... The short eyebrows look like they are not confused, with a square face and eyebrows that are only one-third the length of the thumb.

If you want to talk about characteristics, this short eyebrow is indeed very consistent with the characteristics.

The captain threw Han Fan a badge, and Han Fan reached out to take it.

He found that the monks of the underworld were particularly fond of things like badges, tokens to enter the city, proof of identity, proof of membership of the squad...... It's all badges.

"Bald, you take him to register for the Darkwalker team, and then go to the tavern to sit down. ”

Han Fan looked outside through the gate of the union, they went out to hunt the Shadow Rhino just after noon, and there was a delay on the road for a while, but in fact, it was no more than two minutes before and after the killing.

It's nearly evening.

Is this because of the cultural differences? Going to the tavern so early.

However, what Han Fan didn't expect was that this one would take more than three hours.

After the two of them came out of the Demon Beast Union Union, it was already night.

At this time, there are not many monks on the street, although Yuncheng can shelter and be thorough, but the environment where you can't see your five fingers, even the ability to see at night has no effect on the underworld.

In such a situation, naturally not many people will want to go out.

The bald head took out a lantern from the bag, and the light inside was unknown for some reason, emitting a pale yellow glow.

He led Han Fan skillfully around the alleys of the city, and finally reached out and pressed a few times on a wall, and a secret door opened through the wall.

Han Fan was surprised and followed the bald man in.

On the roof, a figure in black robes watched the two enter the tavern, the secret door closed, and it was restored to a wall.

He took out the contact device and reported it.

On the side of the City Lord's Mansion, An Ye received the news and was listening carefully to the guards next to him carefully introducing the origin and life of the Darkwalker team and each monk in the team.

If the Darkwalker team heard the guards' words, their eyes would widen, because the guards had almost eighty percent of their deeds since they came to Yuncheng.

Entering the secret door was a wide hall, which was brightly lit and bright as day, and there were several animal skin seats in the hall for the monks to rest.

At the end of the hall is a staircase downward, made of dark red stone, and the internal lines of the stone can be faintly seen in the light, which has a strange beauty.

The stairs were zigzag down, and the two of them walked for five minutes to reach the bottom.

The eye is a huge space, the walls on the top are uneven, the material is the same as the stone of the staircase, and in the recess, according to its own curve, many lighting materials are installed, which perfectly match the recess.

The floor was full of monks, and there were rows of red stone tables of the Eight Immortals, and monks sat at one table drinking and chatting, and the hall was almost filled with monks.

Ladies in short skirts weave through the crowd, delivering drinks on stone trays to each table.

After the bald head came in, many people smiled and raised their wine glasses to greet the bald head.

The bald head was greeted with a warm smile, and the scars on his face were huddled together, so terrifying.

The light in the hall was not very bright, and with a faint smoke in the air, the visibility was not very high.

Han Fen could sense that many eyes fell on him, but he didn't follow his gaze to check, after all, he was a newcomer and didn't understand the rules here, so if he annoyed a high-level monk, it wouldn't end well.

At the same time, Han Fan had a strange idea in his heart, as if he had officially stepped into the cultivation world with his feet on the ground.

In the past, I was flying under the protection of wide wings, but now I am free from the protection of wings, and I have truly entered the cultivation world.

This feeling was very strange, and Han Fan was full of emotion for a while.

The bald men walked to a large boulder table inside and sat down, where the captains were already waiting.

"It's back. The captain smiled and looked at the woman next to him who was serving the drinks.

The woman understood, and brought two cups.

The captain stood up and lifted a half-human-tall clay pot to pour wine for Han Fan.

At first, Han Fan thought that the exquisite clay pot was an ornament on the table, but he didn't expect it to be a wine pot......

Han Fan was a little stunned, did everyone in the cultivation world drink like this?

After the captain poured the wine and the three of them, the bald head saw several male monks on the table not far away beckoning him to come over, and after saying hello to the captain, he walked over with a smile on his face.

Han Fan glanced at Long Hair, if there really was someone in charge of the "public relations" type of work, shouldn't Long Hair be a better choice?

There is something wrong with the aesthetics of the people here.

"The bald head is in charge of the Dark Stalker's diplomatic involvement and intelligence gathering, and has a wide range of friends. Seeing that Han Fan was a little puzzled, the captain explained.

"Oooh. Han Fan nodded hurriedly.

At this moment a group of monks came over, six in all.

"Captain Mountain Knife. The leading monk stepped forward and said hello.

The captain frowned when he saw the visitor, "Ghost Blade, what are you doing here?"

"Didn't I come to see the dear captain, I heard that the captain has taken in a new person. The captain of the man was very familiar, and he looked at Han Fan under the mountain.

"I'm no longer your captain, and now that we're my peers, you don't have to exalt me. "The captain's tone was not very good.

"Oh yes, you're not my captain anymore. yes, I remember, you kicked me out of the squad, you see my memory. The man's narrow eyes narrowed as he spoke, and there was a sharp flicker in his eyes.

Still smiling.

"If you have something to say, leave if you have nothing to do. The captain directly ordered the eviction.

"What can I do, it's just to see the cute newcomers to the team. The man known as the Ghost Blade withdrew his gaze from Han Fan.

"But then, when did the Darklander squad recruit people so casually, is there no successor?" the man said unforgivingly.

"You don't have to worry about it, if there's nothing to do, just leave. The captain stood up with his hands in his hands and looked at the few people quietly.

"Since the captain of the mountain knife has spoken, he naturally doesn't dare to disobey. Walked away, it was really disappointing, I thought it was some kind of talent, but that's it. The man waved his hand in interest and left first.

Han Fan was a little unhappy, but he wasn't very angry either. A person only cares when he is said to be poor, correspondingly, if he has strength, how can he care about others guessing that he is not strong.

He was just a little unhappy, and he was underestimated when he didn't do anything.

The captain poured Han Fan another glass of wine and patted him on the shoulder, signaling him to be calm.

"I'm fine, Captain. Han Fan smiled.

My monks are not glass-hearted, and they can't stand this grievance.