A few days later, the Harolds left the apartment.

Fang Zheng didn't know when they left, but according to the owner of the apartment, Harold's family was in a hurry and Fang Zheng had no other way. Although his relationship with Harold and his wife was pretty good, after all, the two sides didn't have a deep relationship, so it was understandable that the other party would run away if they didn't say hello to him.

What made Fang Zheng worry was Ling, because during the last meeting before, Fang Zheng had a very bad premonition, which showed that there was a very likely danger to come to Ling. However, Fang Zheng was not particularly worried. After all, he had prepared a protective umbrella for Ling. If Ling really encountered any danger, he would immediately learn about the situation and rushed over.

For some time after that, Fang Zheng continued to live a peaceful life until one day he received the commission again.

This time the commission was a big deal, because the opponent's target was the "Red Constellation" of the Hunter Corps - one of the strongest hunting corps in this continent.

"Five Mila."

The man sitting behind the table was luxuriously dressed, but his haggard face showed a twisted anger.

"Five Mila, I want everyone in the Red Constellation to die! Everyone!"

Facing the man who seemed to be roaring in anger, Fang Zheng just sat on a chair without saying a word. He had learned from this man and the "Bao Zhuan" that a series of armed attacks occurred in the border area of ​​the western empire during this period. The specific cause was unknown. Only a few hunting corps were fighting there. The man's hometown was a small town located in that border area. He was destroyed in the struggle of the hunting corps and his family also died.

At that time, the man escaped because he was doing business abroad. When he returned to his home, all he saw was a wounded ground and corpses.

After that, the man inquired from many sources and learned that the one who destroyed his hometown was the "Red Constellation", one of the most famous hunting corps in the mainland. So he sold all his property and sought revenge.

"I heard that 'black' can kill anyone, right? Five Mila, as long as you promise to kill them, the money is yours!"

“……………………………”

Looking at the crazy man, Fang Zheng silently turned his head to look at the bartender.

How did you advertise? Are you sure you are correct?

Kill anyone? According to your statement, I can kill the emperor, too?

OK, although I can indeed kill.

"no."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and shook his head silently.

"Why?"

"Too few, you know how powerful the red sign is. You know very well that you want to destroy them just five million? You are afraid you are not dreaming. Indeed, I can kill anyone, but it depends on the price. With just five million, can I still kill the imperial emperor?"

Fang Zheng doesn't look down on the hunting corps at all. The so-called hunting corps are actually mercenary troops who give money to do everything, but in fact, these hunting corps are basically doing dirty work. After all, if it's not for dirty work, there is no need to join the hunting corps and just be a guerrilla. Although killing these guys is not a problem for Fang Zheng, at least it cannot be reduced because of this. If you want me to destroy the Red Constellation for 5 million, will I still be able to get involved in the future if this is reported?

Well, although for the sake of 5 million Mila, Fang Zheng really plans to stop making trouble after finishing this deal.

“Woo………………”

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, the man gritted his teeth hard. He lowered his head, looked at the table, and clenched his fists.

"…………………………… Then, at least……… please kill their chief! This is my only request!"

The leader of the red sign, the fighting god Badell Orlando?

Unfortunately, it was not a red comet, otherwise their leader might be called Shaya.

"All right."

Founder also conducted an investigation through the "Bao Zhuan" and said that the man had indeed sold all his property, including the chamber of commerce he had worked hard to build, and finally raised so much money. The amount of money was gone. Of course, Fang Zheng did not intend to give him a discount if he saw that he was pitiful... After all, the one who was crying in front of him is a dirty and sloppy man, not a little girl with pear blossoms and rain.

If you buy a head of five million meters, the business is still cost-effective.

"I've taken this entrusted me."

For Fang Zheng, this is a rare long journey. After all, according to the investigation results of "Jiujiu Ban", the current red constellation is causing trouble in the western part of the Republic and is fighting with several other hunting corpses. During this period, some villages were also affected by disasters, which is also the reason why many countries do not welcome hunting corpses.

However, there are many people inside who are willing to hire these hunting corps to do some dirty work. It is precisely because of this that these guys have not been completely encircled, but if you want to say they are welcome... it is definitely not welcome.

Of course, another reason why the hunting corps is difficult to be encircled is that they are not large in number. Similar to the mercenary groups that Fang encountered in the main world, the number of people is generally not more than fifty. If so many people are good at dispersed and disguised, ordinary people do not have any way to deal with them. In addition, almost every member of the hunting corps has extraordinary strength, and even ordinary guerrillas are difficult to deal with these guys, so the hunting corps can survive until now.

But that's all.

They have now become prey, and Fang Zheng... are hunters.

Leaving Oriental Street, Fang Zheng took the guide train to the border area, and then he changed into a brand new outfit. At this moment, Fang Zheng was wearing a black windbreaker, a wide-brimmed hat, and a mask of a triangle scarf blocked his lower half of his face. He held a giant sword in his right hand and a white short gun in his left hand.

Hunting night is here.

Tonight, we are joining the hunting process.

But before that……………

"After following me, you can almost come out."

Fang Zheng turned his head and stared at the empty bushes not far behind him. After a while, the originally transparent air began to twist, and then a figure wearing a white mask and a cloak emerged from it.

"What are you doing here? Are you going to compete with me again?"

Fang Zheng stared at Yin and asked curiously, while the latter was silent for a while before slowly answering.

"Your target is Badell Orlando?"

"I remember that I didn't seem to be well-known to everyone who made this happen."

"That's a famous fighting god, and you didn't deliberately avoid others. Now many people know that a man paid to 'black' to kill the fighting god Badel for him. And I also want to tell you that the Hunting Corps' intelligence network will also receive this news."

Faced with this news, Fang Zheng just raised his eyebrows.

"so what?"

“……………………………”

"I think you might have made something wrong, Miss Yin."

Fang Zheng shrugged his shoulders.

"As for me, I can do it as long as I want to do it, so I will do it. It's just that I can do it, it's that simple."

Yin looked at him silently. To be honest, even Yin herself didn't know why she was impulsive when she got this news from the intelligence website and ran out to find this man. That was the God of Fighting Badell Orlando, the leader of the Red Constellation Hunter Corps. Governments all listed him as the highest threat level.

She wanted to remind the man that the information had been leaked, and the Red Constellation Hunter Group knew that he would come, and they would definitely be prepared. If it were hers, she would definitely find another way, but he...

"Why do you do this?"

Finally, she asked, but Fang Zheng's answer was beyond Yin's expectations.

"For the money."

“………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

When Yin was stunned when he heard Fang Zheng's answer, she originally thought that this man would say some more profound reasons, but...

Is it just for money?

"Of course, I have a plan, and this plan requires a lot of money, and I don't want to be busy like a guerrilla, so you see, being an assassin is one of the fastest ways to make money. In fact, after doing this business, I have to stop. After all, assassin is just a means for me to save money, not the purpose."

"Then, what exactly do you want to do?"

“Hahaha……”

Facing Yin's anxious inquiry, Fang Zheng smiled.

"Miss Yin, we don't seem to be familiar with it enough to talk about such topics."

"ah……………"

Yin was stunned and hurriedly covered her mouth. As Fang Zheng said, they had only one relationship, and they were hostile, so she shouldn't ask such suspected privacy questions at all.

"hehe."

Looking at Yin's appearance, Fang Zheng smiled.

"Miss Yin, please don't worry. Even if you don't have a goal now, sooner or later you will find your own goal."

"……………is that so?"

"Of course, my intuition is very accurate. Maybe in the near future, we will meet again in another place as another identity."

As he said, Fang Zheng pressed the brim of his hat and nodded at Yin.

"So sorry, I'm going to work... Also, for your safety, it's better not to keep getting closer."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned around and left. Yin stood there, looking at his back in a complicated mood.

However, gradually, she found that something seemed to be wrong.

The silver-white moonlight fell from the sky and shone on the forest in front of him, pulling the square shadow into a slender shape. Under the moonlight, the dark shadow kept squirming, as if some strange existence with life was spreading around. The wind was mixed with "rustling" sound, as if there was an indescribable monster moving forward. Silver instinctively held the sword tightly and looked around, but she saw nothing.

“Wow…wow…wow……………!”

Suddenly, a cry like a baby came in slightest, which made Yin suddenly stunned. She subconsciously raised her head and then stunned.

In front of her, the originally very ordinary bright moon now enveloped one-third of the sky, as if it was about to fall to the ground. On the surface of the moon, the red color gradually emerged like a blood-permeable red color, dyeing it into another color.

"Clang……………………………………”

At the same time, the bell rang.
Chapter completed!