This one-eyed dragon old man is the same vendor who sold it to Han Haohu at the black market. When he saw Han Hao at this time, he didn't say a word before he did. It is obvious that what he is practicing is also Tiger Roaring Gong, and his moves are wide open and close, but his speed is not enough, but his strength is mighty.

Han Hao avoided the old man's claws mixed with dark yellow true qi, but there were still a few blood marks on his face. Casting the birth method, Han Hao hurriedly said: "Why did the old gentleman make a move on me, but what is the misunderstanding?"

The old man opened his mouth to speak, but the movements of his hands still did not stop: "Misunderstanding? Aren't you a thief?

Han Hao was a six-rank martial artist after all, and he was weak and weak, so he was grabbed by the collar by the old man and thrown into the courtyard.

Han Hao coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to explain: "Old man, I am a newcomer to the Tiger Hunting Mercenary Group, not a thief!" The old man sneered: "Really dazzled old man?

Han Hao wiped the bloodstains, stood up and said, "Aren't you not?" The old man laughed wildly, his true qi condensed in the palm of his hand, slapped a palm towards Han Hao, and said coldly at the same time: "The old man is the second head of the Tiger Hunting Mercenary Regiment, and he still wears a badge?"

A powerful palm cleared the air, made a whistling sound, and imprinted towards Han Hao's chest, Han Hao turned his body to avoid this palm, but found that it was a fool's voice to avoid it with his own strength.

Just as Han Hao condensed his internal strength and wanted to resist this palm, a bronze palm was imprinted on the old man's dry palm, and he took two steps back before he lost his strength. Han Hao looked back and saw that it was Mu Li.

Mu Li said: "Second brother, why did you attack Zunyuan's little brother? He is a newcomer to our mercenary group, and he also saved Jing'er's life." ”

The old man stared at one eye and said, "What? is it really our people?" After speaking, he smiled at Han Hao and said, "Little brother, I'm sorry, you see that you are not wearing a badge, and you are in my room, it is inevitable that you will be misunderstood, right?"

Han Hao took out a healing pill and took it, and said angrily: "It was Miss Mu Zi who asked me to live with you, and she didn't give me a badge, and you didn't listen to me, so you came up and did it." ”

The old man reversed his arrogant attitude just now, and said with a smile: "It's my fault, little brother can't help it." My room, you can stay there! I have absolutely nothing to say. By the way, the little brother is called Zunyuan, right, in the future, call me old blind, they all call me that. ”

Han Hao heard the old blind apologize like this, and his face looked better. It was really dangerous just now, a third-grade martial artist wanted to kill a six-rank martial artist, there was no suspense, if it wasn't for Mu Li's timely appearance, this second body would be slapped to death by the old blind palm.

Mu Li handed Han Hao a badge and said with a smile: "This is our negligence, I'm sorry." By the way, you saved Jing'er, thank you so much, these mundane things, please don't shirk. ”

Han Hao took the badge, the badge was made of brass, and there was a tiger painted on it, and the word tiger hunting was engraved on it, which was very exquisite. Han Hao liked it a little and immediately wore it on his left chest.

Mu Li handed over the two purple gold coins again and said, "Recently, the funds in the group have been tight, and I hope that the little brother will not be too little." ”

Han Hao hurriedly waved his hand and refused, Mu Li was obviously stretched to the point of being stretched, and he really couldn't ask for this money.

Mu Li frowned and said: "If the little brother is too little, Mu Li will compensate the little brother in the future." Han Hao hurriedly explained with a smile: "I'm not short of money now, it's not good to have so much money with me, or the head of the regiment will keep it for me first, and when I need it, I will ask the head of the regiment for it." ”

Mu Li's face softened a little, and he smiled: "Then come with me to dinner." After speaking, he walked towards the hall with Han Hao, and the old blind man also followed.

The dinner was not particularly rich, but there was still meat and wine. It can be seen that the members of the mercenary group are very welcoming to Han Hao's arrival. Especially when they heard that he saved Jing'er, they all came to toast one after another. Looking at Han Hao, who was full of peach blossoms on his face, he laughed heartily.

After dinner, I went out of the hall, and the evening breeze blew, and I woke up a lot. When he returned to the room with the old blind, the old blind smiled flatteringly: "Does the little brother's wound still hurt?"

Knowing that the old blind had no malice, Han Hao was no longer angry: "It doesn't hurt anymore." ”

After speaking, he pulled a blanket and practiced on the ground. The old blind didn't bother and went to bed.

......

In this way, Han Hao lived in the tiger hunt, and every day before dawn, he sat cross-legged on the roof and practiced in front of the east, and when everyone was about to sleep, Han Hao was still sweating in the martial arts arena. Originally, the mercenaries just thought that this was Han Hao's whim and he was so diligent for a day or two, but they gradually discovered that this young man, who looked less than twenty, was like a day for dozens of days, and he never slackened. These mercenaries who licked blood from the knife edge also admired Han Hao a little more.

Han Hao, who practiced so frantically, would secretly drink a bowl of medicinal soup made by Zunli every night, and his strength was also gradually approaching the sixth grade from the six grades.

Because Han Hao's strength was not enough, the mercenary group did not bring him with him, and Han Hao did not care about this, and worked hard to cultivate wholeheartedly.

After staying for a long time, I heard some nonsense talk about the mercenary group. The original Tiger Hunting Mercenary Regiment was still stronger than the blood wolves entrenched in the same town, but when they were escorting the people of Baiyaotang who sold medicinal materials in Bapu City to collect medicine, they were attacked by a herd of beasts, and more than half of the mercenaries were killed and wounded, and all the people of Baiyaotang died. Therefore, it is a huge amount of money owed to the shopkeeper of the Hundred Medicine Hall.

Hearing the old blind words, Han Hao sneaked into the hall that night, leaving behind a large bag of gold coins. Unexpectedly, Mu Li was not greedy for ink, but sealed it and did not use it, which made Han Hao also have a headache, so he had to give up.

After a long time, Han Hao is also familiar with the mercenaries. Occasionally have a drink with the mercenaries, ask for some combat skills and teamwork skills, and listen to some anecdotes from the mercenaries.

The mercenaries smiled after drinking and forced Han Hao to ask: "Is the little brother still a chick? Why don't you go to the Baique Tower in Bapu City with the eldest brother to find a beautiful woman to play?" The sister in there is more refreshing than the spirits, and the little brother is so handsome, they will seal you a big red envelope after the event." ”

In this case, Han Hao couldn't walk away, and the mercenaries stopped laughing and watching Han Hao run away every time they asked Han Hao.

Occasionally, Mu Zi would ask Han Hao to go shopping together. For this, Han Hao has never refused, most of the things bought on the street are Han Hao's own pockets, and when Mu Zi is unhappy, he can always make her laugh.

Such an intimate gesture almost crushed the teeth in the eyes of some people......

"Zun Yuan, right? The head of this regiment wants you to know that your Xu Xiuwei is not worthy of Zi'er at all!" In the shadows, Liu Gui, who had anger in his eyes, punched the wall, causing the wall to suddenly crawl like a spider's web full of cracks.

......

In the scorching afternoon, Han Hao was still exercising his physical strength in the martial arts arena. Lift a stone lock weighing two hundred catties with both hands, lift and put it down with your breath.

"Huh ......" exhaled heavily, Han Hao put down the stone lock and wiped the sweat from his forehead. I've been exercising in the martial arts arena for an afternoon, and both physical and mental strength have reached the limit, and it's time to take a break.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard a man's voice mixed with true qi spread throughout the Tiger Hunting Mercenary Group: "All the mercenaries below the fourth rank will gather and train in the martial arts arena!"

Han Hao followed the voice and looked, and the speaker was none other than Liu Gui, the head of the third regiment. Liu Gui noticed Han Hao's gaze, turned his head and smiled, not hiding the banter in his eyes at all.

Han Hao instantly understood that this guy wanted to declare a personal vendetta.

In less than a pillar of incense, all the mercenaries who cultivated below the fourth rank gathered in the martial arts arena and lined up in three squares.

Liu Gui stood on a high place, holding a knife to trim his nails, and said casually: "The old rule, I shout one, lift the stone lock, I shout two, put it down immediately." ”

The mercenaries were shocked.

So in this way, Han Hao started exercising with the mercenaries again. Although Han Hao worked very hard, due to his lack of physical strength, it was very difficult to lift the stone lock, and his movements were half a beat slower than others.

A sneer hung on the corner of Liu Gui's mouth, and he kicked a stone and hit Han Hao's body, causing Han Hao to bare his teeth and crack his mouth in pain.

Liu Gui shouted: "Han Hao, haven't you eaten, still want to be lazy on purpose!"

Bino on the side usually has a good relationship with Han Hao, and explained loudly: "Little brother Zunyuan has been exercising for an afternoon, and his strength has long been exhausted, you are deliberately embarrassing him!"

Liu Gui snorted coldly: "Bino, did I ask you?"

Bino was unwilling, but he could only shut up. In terms of strength, he is two grades worse than Liu Gui, in terms of status, Liu Gui is the head of the third regiment, and he is just an ordinary mercenary who eats with his head.

Han Hao gasped and said to Bino: "Uncle Bino, don't worry, I can hold on!" After speaking, he continued to try to keep up with the rhythm of everyone.

Liu Gui looked at Han Hao, who was struggling to exercise, and his heart blossomed: "Let you touch the woman of the head of the group, this is the end! A little sixth-grade monk dares to go against the head of the group, and he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead! The head of this group is only twenty-three years old, and it is not impossible to advance to the earth immortal in the future, and you will be a mercenary for the rest of your life! Maybe one day you will die in the mouth of the spirit beast! Hehe." ”

Han Hao didn't have the idea of throwing off his hands and brushing his sleeves away. Anger was already welling up in my heart, but I forcibly endured it. If you can't even bear these insults and these exertions, how can you endure it if you have to collect the raw pill materials in the future?

In this way, Han Hao was gradually made unconscious by the high-intensity training, and there was only one thought left, that is, he couldn't stop! Gradually, the internal force in Han Hao's body operated in a strange way, and finally returned to the sea of qi. A gust of wind erupted in the crowd, and several mercenaries were knocked to the ground.

Han Hao felt the power in his body, and muttered in disbelief, "That's it...... Have you broken through to the fifth grade?"

The mercenaries all looked at Han Hao in disbelief, and Bino was the first to react, and said with a smile: "Congratulations to the little brother Zunyuan for advancing to the fifth grade." The other mercenaries also reacted and congratulated Han Hao one after another.

Liu Gui, who was watching Han Hao suffer, was like eating a fish, but he was stuck in his throat by a fish bone, and he couldn't cough it out. He wanted to torture Han Hao, but he let him enter the fifth grade, but this kind of annoying thing couldn't be said. Finally, he snorted heavily, turned and left, no longer thinking about training mercenaries.

Han Hao watched Liu Gui leave, but a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Do you dare to put on small shoes for the master, will you really have no temper when you are a master?

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