"A good demon hunter, in addition to having good physical fitness and proficient in fighting and fighting skills, should at least understand certain field survival knowledge, self-medical ability, and occult content, for all kinds of Yi and monsters. The classification of the fallen is well known..."

In memory, a white-haired, eagle-like instructor is yelling loudly: "As a hunter, you must know how to maintain your weapon. It is a comrade who fights with you, and is more intimate than your lover. partner!"

Many fighting techniques, fighting techniques, and memories of survival in the wild have been found by Fang Yuan, which together form the basis of the demon system.

Unfortunately, this Hulk qualification is really average, hard work until now, but also a novice rookie level.

At this point, Fang Yuan looked at his big sword.

It is the standard style of the demon hunter, more than one meter long, the palm of the hand is wide, and the whole body is silvery. This is the effect of adding Mithril when forging.

The Mithril on the Arka continent, and the secret silver in the past Western legend, are completely two kinds of substances.

Although it is also very cherished, but the output is not bad, at least to the bottom of the demon hunter.

"Mystery has the ability to burn the night scorpion, so it is the standard for all the hunters.... Of course, the texture of Mithril is very brittle. It is equal to suicide to completely use it. It can only be used to cast alloys. Convenience is the secret of the forgemasters..."

Fang Yuan reached out and held his own sword, a feeling that seemed to be flesh-and-blood. It was the result of countless exercises. His palm was already familiar with every part of the sword.

"starry night!"

The hilt was wrapped in a layer of fine linen, with a few letters at the end, and the name of the sword was engraved.

"In the future... you will follow me!"

He put on a black leather coat and carried the long sword behind his belt.

Starry Night is an epee. It has a weight of more than 50 pounds. It is unusual in ordinary times, but now Fangyuan feels like a big mountain.

"call……"

Fang Yuan spit out a long breath and collected his own gun.

The mahogany handle of this rifle has a layer of luster, with an indescribable smooth beauty, but the predecessor of Hulk, but gave it a bad name to mourn!

"This sword is shot, is it a combination of mourning under the stars?"

Fang Yuan was silently facing the mirror: "I don't think you used to be so ugly..."

Appearing in the mirror is a young man's face, with high nose and deep eyes, white snow, pure Western frame, but the eyelids are dark, like a gem, a short red hair with a red hair, like Sharp barbs, very spirited.

"time to go."

He pushed the door open and went to the outside bar.

Suddenly, the smell of alcohol and alcohol immediately surrounded him.

Sitting on the bar, most of them are hunting hunters in this area, wearing leather or windbreakers, wearing hats, occasionally showing weapons such as flying knives, and drinking and eating meat.

As a demon hunter, it is normal to pretend to be unprepared. If you don’t get it, you will die on the battlefield, so timely pleasure is the common psychology.

"Oh, look at who this is?"

At this time, a blonde hunter saw Fang Yuan and immediately toasted: "Is this not a good luck Hulk? We should have a cup for his luck!"

"dry!"

Many of the demon hunters either squinted or made a kind smile, perhaps just to find an excuse to drink, screaming and killing the beer in the glass.

"I heard that you had been stunned by the monster before, did you have any fewer parts?"

The blonde youth leaned over and some were not good.

"Becky, don't make trouble!"

Seeing this, Uncle Jock, who wiped the glass behind the bar, couldn’t help but frown.

"Where am I messing around... I am just concerned about Hulk!" Becky suddenly shot his forehead: "Is that rumor is true... Hulk was seriously injured by the monster, has lost the ability to be a hunter? ”

He deliberately said it very loudly, attracting a pitiful look.

If you change to another teenager, your self-esteem will be almost the same.

However, after all, Fang Yuan had a rich experience. He heard a smile and suddenly approached: "Even if I suffer a little injury, I can kill you with one hand now. Do you believe it or not? Becky?"

Even though he had no strength at the moment, the slightly condensed momentum still caused Becky to retreat and almost hit the bar.

This invisible confrontation suddenly made Joke and several old demon hunters shine.

‘I don’t think of Hulk at this time, there is a strong momentum of the strong, but unfortunately...’

Jock slowly shook his head and looked at Fang Yuan, who was sitting at the bar: "You can't drink!"

"I know, give me a soda, and come back with a steak!"

Fang Yuan smiled and pressed a few banknotes on the bar.

"What are you polite with me? Maria! Maria!"

Chok stunned and collected the money. He poured a soda into Fang Yuan: "The steak will be sent to Maria immediately, you can eat more!"

A young girl turned out from the kitchen, probably in his twenties, tall and hot, and saw a lot of drunken whistling.

"Your steak!"

boom!

She dropped the plate in front of Fang Yuan and made a dull sound with the desktop.

"Thank you!"

Fang Yuan nodded, picked up the knife and fork and quickly ate, the mellow and thick beef is very chewy, with the taste of black pepper, blasted in the mouth to form an impact.

And seeing the side of Becky's somewhat obsessive look, he probably also knows why this young demon hunter is always unafraid to himself.

I have to say that as the daughter of Uncle Jock, Maria has a high position among this young demon hunter, and it is just the same as the goddess of dreams.

Of course, if this is the case, it will not let Becky madly hate the Hulk before.

Before Uncle Jock retired, he was an elite hunter, and his savings were good. He also opened such a bar... There is only one daughter. If you marry her, it’s a man’s money... It’s a female color, maybe not yet. As for letting him go out of his way, but with wealth, especially after Uncle Choker valued me, he immediately became a deadly enemy! ’

Fang Yuan’s heart is like a mirror, and the mentality of this blonde hunter is vividly reflected.

‘At this time... by hitting me, to show his prestige, it’s like a male animal competing for muscles to compete for females. It’s childish! ’

Of course, worshipping the strong is also the nature of human beings.

Just now Maria’s attitude towards him turned cold, and obviously knew the reason.

This is the world's cool, consistent people, it is too little.

After eating and drinking, Fang Yuan came to Jock: "Uncle... I am here to say goodbye to you!"

"Yes? It seems that you still chose your childhood dream!"

Uncle Jock sighed: "Ready to go to the union headquarters? I can arrange a door for you..."

"No, I want to go around and try my luck!" Fang Yuan smiled.

"Luck?!" Jock’s eyes flashed a suspicion: "You shouldn’t think... no, it’s too dangerous, at least raise your body!"

"My body, it is already the limit to return to this point... Next, if you don't solve it, it will not be cured!"

This time, no matter how Jok retains, Fang Yuan is determined, not to leave.

How can he treat his injuries without leaving here? And quickly improve, but also to conceal these familiar people?

"Please rest assured, I assure you that there is no full grasp, absolutely will not provoke those things!"

Fang Yuan slightly owes: "Thank you for your continued care!"

Immediately, he left the bar without returning.

"Ugh……"

Jock’s throat moved and he finally stopped exporting if he didn’t stay.

He came to the back kitchen and watched Maria, who was pretending to be busy, angry: "Why is this? He grew up with you after all."

As an experienced old demon hunter, he clearly noticed the coldness of his daughter's attitude, not only in today's little thing!

"For what? Of course, let him die!" Maria proudly raised her head: "If he is still a former demon, I may follow the father's meaning, marry him, after all, just keep the family business is enough However, at this time, he obviously can't bring me shelter. Why should I still be like before? Father... You have done enough for him, just the bottle of water, it is enough to pay back his parents. ......"

"Wait a minute, who told you this? Sophia?" Jock brows his brow, and immediately guessed the answer.

At this moment, he seemed to have been taken away from the bones, and the whole person looked even older.

"Oh... you are a young person, make your own decisions!"

Jock sighed and slowly walked out.

Originally, he had the idea of ​​letting Hulk into the shackles, but at this time, nothing was gone.

Seeing this scene, Maria did not know what, but also a cold heart, it feels like doing a big mistake.

But immediately, she clenched her fist: "I am not wrong, I want to pursue my happiness! Find a man who can really care for me and protect me!"

......

The night wind is bleak.

In a laughter that couldn’t be said to be good or ridiculous, Fang Yuan slowly left the alley of the axe bar.

"My current experience, how do you look like the protagonist template of the waste wood stream, first seriously injured and then retired, do not rise up and face the face are sorry God ..."

Fang Yuan wrapped his windbreaker wrapped around his body and thought about it bitterly.

At this time, the gas lamp outside was not popular. After two blocks, the surrounding environment was dim.

Fang Yuan is also a spirit, and his face solemnly holds the handle of the starry night.

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