The female assistant was quite competent, and it didn't take long for Mo Fan to find a private hunting house.

"This private hunting house is called Qingtian Hunting House, the magic capital is time-honored, and its reputation is quite good, but I don't know why there are always five tricks every once in a while, and many hunting mages don't know why they don't like to go to Qingtian Hunting House for some reason. The female assistant said to Mo Fan.

"The reputation is quite good, there should be a lot of excellent mage hunters, right?" Mo Fan asked puzzled.

"I don't know about this, maybe it's the boss who is more demanding, the information of the private hunting house is not completely public on our side, if you are willing to join, we will give you their contact information and address, you can go there directly for an interview. The female assistant said.

"Well, I don't know if the head of this Qingtian Hunting House is surnamed Bao. Mo Fan muttered.

After paying the intermediary fee, Mo Fan went to the address given.

What made Mo Fan a little overjoyed was that this private hunting house was not too far from his school, which gave Mo Fan great convenience.

If you want to be as big as Shanghai, if you do a part-time job, you have to take the subway for an hour and a half, and the bus for more than half an hour, like going back to the resettlement house in the suburbs.

......

After passing through Jing'an Temple and walking through the leafy flower-like avenue, Mo Fan slowly walked into some old streets that looked like they had the charm of the Republic of China.

At the end of the old street, you can see a signboard gently swaying in the wind of the alley and making a creaking sound.

Blue Sky Hunting Place!

The name of the good guy is a bit righteous, and I feel that there is nothing that cannot be done in this store!

Mo Fan came a little closer, and finally saw this old shop that looked like an old teahouse with a combination of Chinese and English.

At the entrance of the old store, a little girl with a slender double ponytail was sitting on a stool, shaking her cute little beautiful legs and reading a picture book there.

Mo Fan looked through the glass and looked inside, and found that there was no one in the room of this small teahouse and café, and everything was neatly arranged.

"Do you want to entrust, the starting price of the commission is 300,000, and the price will be discretionary depending on the difficulty of the entrustment, and we will not accept the entrustment of cats and dogs below 300,000. The little girl sat there, and said to Mo Fan without raising her head.

Her voice was ethereal and beautiful, like the crunchy sound of a small silver bell in summer, but the tone of her speech, the price was clearly marked, her face was cold and selfless, and Lei De Mo Fan had a bloody face.

Open 300,000!

Mo Fan was embarrassed to give this little beauty the fruit candy that he had just escaped from his trouser pocket, and he was embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

"That...... Then I'm here for an interview, the Hunter Alliance should have sent you a letter of introduction, are you the shopkeeper of this store?" Mo Fan asked.

"Oh, do you want to be the demon hunter of our Qingtian Hunting House?" The little beauty finally put down the book in her hand, raised her little face, looked at Mo Fan with a pair of big eyes flashing with wisdom, and finally said with a somewhat skeptical expression, "Are you so young that you are competent?"

duang！

Mo Fan's jaw almost fell to the ground.

I'm young???

Little girl, why don't you talk about yourself, twelve years old at most???

"Lingling, has anyone commissioned it?" At this time, an old man's voice came from the room.

"Grandpa, I'm here to apply, I'm too young to do it. Lingling said a word into the room, and continued to look down at the book.

"......" Mo Fan looked at this little girl and couldn't laugh or cry.

"It's good to be young, I'm not afraid of anything, but if I die, it's a pity that I haven't enjoyed life yet. The old man said slowly.

"......" Mo Fan was somewhat convinced by the pair of grandchildren.

It's all here, Mo Fan doesn't want to be photographed back directly for the first interview.

Just as he was about to enter the house to discuss the matter with the old man in detail, a woman in a hurry appeared at the corner of the street, the woman was obviously looking for the Qingtian Hunting House, but there was such a sign hanging on it, she seemed to be out of sight, and stumbled into several other shops.

"Grandpa, there are fat sheep. The little girl named Lingling said to the old man in the house.

"How so?"

"Panicked, mentally disordered, and dressed to look like a young woman from a wealthy family. ”

"Tsk, that's good. ”

Mo Fan stood aside and listened, and his hairs stood on end.

What the hell, how does this Qingtian Club feel like a black shop for money and murder!

Sure enough, the brightly dressed young woman entered the Qingtian Hunting Ground, and the little girl led her to sit inside, and the old man with a pipe sat at the bar and listened casually.

Mo Fan didn't know where to go, so he could only find a seat next to him and sit down to listen to what the young woman had to say.

Tsk, it is said that this kind of office is the easiest to attract young women, but this is only the first day I came to the interview and a beautiful woman took the bait, this Qingtian hunting house itself is settled.

"You mean, your sick husband may be a demon, and he went out in the middle of the night to commit murder??" The old man half-squinted, looking like he was listening to what the young woman with plump breasts and buttocks was saying, but his eyes were staring at the deep ditch with a chicken thief.

"Yes, yes. I couldn't believe it, until this morning I washed my husband's clothes and found a piece of skin stained with blood falling out of his clothes...... I, I used to be a nurse, I divide ...... Tell what is the skin of a beast and what is ......" The young woman said with a pale face as she recalled the events of this morning.

Mo Fan was secretly surprised when he heard it on the side.

When he was in Bocheng, Mo Fan knew that there were often some demons with special survival methods mixed in the metropolis among human beings, but it was unheard of for the young woman to say that her husband might be a demon.

I've never heard of any demons who have the ability to transform into humans!

"If your husband is really a demon, and your family has been eaten, how can you be allowed to come to us. The old man said.

"I didn't know that during the day, he looked normal. I excused myself for a beauty treatment, so I hurried to you. Old man, you have to save me, I heard that any demon in your Qingtian Hunting House can be eradicated, and I can't tell if my husband is my husband or not. My four-year-old child was still at home, and I wanted to take my child to hide from his parents' house for a few days, but when my husband and I mentioned it, his eyes seemed to change color, but fortunately I changed my mind and said to stay. I have to go home tonight, or I'm afraid my child will ......," said the young woman, who was already crying.

"Did you tell the police?" the old man asked.

"No, I know the police won't take that kind of thing. ”

Ling Ling looked at the young woman whose eyes were a little crying, and said indifferently, "What you said is not enough to be ironclad evidence that there are demons. If you're optimistic, your husband may not be a demon, just a murderer collecting human skins. ”

After listening to the little girl's words, Mo Fan felt that the whole person was not good.

This Nima is also called optimistic!!