"Is there a night family in Zhuwan...?"

Fang Yuan looked at the parchment in his hand and a smile appeared on his face.

In his wallet, there was a bunch of new banknotes, which was the reward for the Black Jack.

The profiteer naturally knew what Fang Yuan really needed, and kept silent about the news about the savage, but was very generous in money.

‘He is very sure…I am a witch hunter!’

Thinking of the other party’s performance just now, Fang Yuan sneered on his face: “And... he was influenced by a certain will in the middle and suddenly changed his words…”

The fluctuation was indeed very secretive, and even the most experienced witch hunter might not be able to detect abnormalities.

But the square elements are different.

He was a dream master, and playing with spiritual thoughts was a special skill. He was just as talented as he could, and he immediately felt something was wrong.

"But... the Night Family..."

Fang Yuan was still very interested in these monsters. Of course, he could not do anything to die.

Especially now that my cultivation has not yet recovered, it would be a loss to face monsters that far exceed my ability and put myself in.

"Just... does this Jack think I'm an idiot? Or is it a fool who is too confident in his own strength?"

Fang Yuan's mouth showed a playful smile: "I'm a witch hunter, and I have a trade union behind it. When I encounter such a thing, of course I will report it to the organization."

I was looking for black market businessmen before for confidentiality.

But at this time, since he discovered other secrets of Black Jack, he would slightly suspend the previous purpose and just eliminate the profiteering businessman simply and neatly.

Anyway, he is not afraid of his shadow being slanted. The witch hunter is already responsible for tracing monsters and reporting them.

Even if you tell outsiders that you are looking for a magician family, so what? We witch hunters should take it as our responsibility to help the strong and the weak and uphold justice. If you look for clues to magicians, you will naturally have to hunt and kill them to correct the world.

After all, he did nothing at this time.

"Of course... my body is not suitable for meeting other witch hunters now!"

Although the magic has been transformed, the demon's aura remains a little. When meeting other demon hunters at this time, if you encounter someone with a savvy vision, you may find something wrong.

But it doesn't matter. With the powerful divine essence and regulation ability of Fang Yuan, after three or five days, all traces will be driven away and nothing will be left.

...

Three days later.

Fang Yuan stepped into the Witch Hunter Branch.

The Axe Bar is just a place for witch hunters in this area to rest and enjoy, and this is the real center of the witch hunters.

Every year, a large amount of new blood is sent to various branches for study and exercise. As time goes by, teenagers grow into rookies and demon hunters, and then receive a lot of tasks. Under the leadership of the old demon hunter, they grow up in the bloody battle with the Dark Night Family.

The elimination rate and disability rate of this model are quite high, and real elites will be selected and qualified to study at the Witch Hunter Headquarters.

At the gate of the branch, there are two obsidian statues, which look like three-headed dogs. Many eyes are made of black gems, as if they are shining with light.

If it were the Hulk before, they might have regarded them as ordinary sculptures, but Fang Yuan had no idea at this time.

'This should be a blood source sensing... If the person who comes in has monster bloodlines, it will automatically explode!'

Every day, the witch hunter has to twist a large amount of materials from "hunting" into the branch. The three-headed dog statue naturally won't create such a misunderstanding. Therefore, the only thing that is to be tested is the active bloodline in the witch hunter's body.

‘With this, even if there are omissions, at least it can guarantee that a large number of monsters will not be mixed into the branch…’

Fang Yuan certainly had confidence in his skills and walked in from the front of the sculpture with a swagger, with the two three-headed dogs not at all unusual.

After entering the branch, he suddenly felt that he had come to a huge market.

Many witch hunters, wearing leather chairs or windbreakers, carrying heavy swords, giant swords, and muskets on their waists, formed a constant stream of tides and were walking in a hurry.

The central hall is enough to accommodate five hundred people. At this time, the dome is transparent, and many fonts are projected on one wall.

"Monster Information Update..."

“The situation in Hulin District.”

"Latest mission..."

"Team information..."

...

A large amount of text is constantly scrolling and playing repeatedly.

Fang Yuan looked at it and came to a counter.

"Hello, dear witch hunter, please show the nameplate!" In the counter, there was a beautifully dressed woman. Most of them had a deep relationship with the witch hunter, or they were just relatives and descendants of the witch hunter, but they did not meet the standards of becoming witch hunters, and could only make a living for the witch hunter.

Even occasionally, some rookies who are sent to train will do their best in the branch.

The Hulk in my memory seemed to have swept the lobby for several months without exercising.

"OK!"

Fang Yuan pressed down a little fluctuation in his heart and handed over a nameplate on his neck.

The silver nameplate is shining with mitril silver and exquisite patterns, like a work of art, and it is not easy to imitate it.

"Witch Hulk, what can I do to serve you?!"

Although he was just the lowest level of witch hunter, he had undoubtedly entered this class, and the receptionist asked with a smile.

"I recently received a task that was a private commission from my employer!"

Fang Yuan said calmly.

The witch hunter's style is always scattered, and it is extremely common to take on tasks in private.

But when this kind of thing was spoken openly in the branch, the woman's face changed immediately: "Sorry... the private mission union will not admit it, nor will it provide any convenience!"

No organization or force will have a good face for grabbing food from their own jobs.

"My employer entrusted me to solve the night family in Pig Bay...but I think the monsters there are too powerful, so I'm ready to submit..."

Fang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, and he said slowly and handed over a roll of parchment.

"Bay of Pigs?"

When the woman at the counter heard the place name, her face changed. She looked carefully at the parchment paper handed by Fang Yuan, and finally couldn't sit still: "Wait..."

She quickly stood up and ran to an office behind her with a parchment, showing her beautiful back and black stockings on her legs.

"Hmm? Is there any problem?"

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan sneered in his heart.

Obviously, if I bump into it, the outcome would probably not be too good.

‘Add to the black Jack’s transformation, it has been confirmed that he had 90% intentionally... dared to harm the witch hunter, and he was really brave...’

"Is Hulk?"

After a while, the girl walked out: "The vice president asked you to go to his office."

"OK."

Fang Yuan nodded thoughtfully, followed her and walked into the room.

The golden sunlight broke into the window, reflecting the dust in the air. Behind the large red wooden table, a middle-aged witch hunter sat upright and looked at it, as if a lion was lazy after eating.

He is Froke, the vice president of the Witchhunter Branch.

"Sir, Vice President!"

This man had also trained Hulk and was one of his half mentors, so Fang Yuan bowed and bowed.

"Well... Zhu Bay has information about the activities of the Dark Night Family, where did it get it?"

The vice president obviously wouldn't remember a little witch hunter and asked a question directly.

"Black Jack in Hulin District!" Fang Yuan said: "I am chasing clues about several monsters, including the magician, so I bought intelligence from the black market merchants. He gave me this task. What's wrong with it?"

Flock's eyes gathered on Fang Yuan, constantly looking at him, as if he wanted to judge whether what he was saying was true or false.

Finally, he nodded: "There is indeed some inappropriate... Someone found some bad signs in Zhuwan. According to our speculation, there may be a fudo corpse living there!"

The so-called fudo corpse is also a kind of the Dark Night Family, a completely chaotic creature with an astonishing appetite.

Moreover, they like to devour human limbs, replenish themselves, and develop to the end, they are often an incredibly huge meat ball.

Even if you clean up the most basic fudo corpse, it is a level b-level upward task in the Witch Hunter Branch.

With Hulk's qualifications that can only be redirected in D and E-level tasks, he will be seeking death if he goes!

"So that's it. I will explain to the employer that I will give up this task!"

Fang Yuan nodded.

But secretly, he made up his mind to clean up Black Jack. Even an orthodox witch hunter would not refuse to take revenge!

"The reason why I am interested in the information in Zhu Bay is not just because there is a fudo corpse there, but because I discovered the whereabouts of the demon believers... and the branch has just prepared a big move."

The vice president looked at Fang Yuan with a hint of apology on his face.
To be continued...