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 and his family left in a hurry, and Fang Zheng had no other way to deal with it. Although he had a good relationship with Harold and his wife, after all, they were not close friends, so it was understandable that the other party ran away without saying hello to him.

It was Ling that Fang Zheng was worried about, because during their last meeting, Fang Zheng had a very bad feeling, which meant that Ling was very likely to be in danger. But Fang Zheng was not particularly worried, after all, he had prepared a protective umbrella for Ling, and if Ling really encountered any danger, he would immediately learn about the situation and rush over.

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

This commission is a big deal, because the other party's target is the hunter group "Red Constellation" - one of the strongest hunter groups on this continent.

"Five million milas."

The man sitting behind the desk was dressed elegantly, but a twisted look of anger appeared on his haggard face.

"Five million Mira, 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 the chair without saying a word. He had learned the situation from the man and the "whispering banner". During this period, a series of armed attacks occurred in the border area of ​​the western part of the empire. The specific cause was unknown. It was only known that several hunting groups fought over there. The man's hometown was a small town in that border area. It was destroyed in the struggle between the hunting groups, and his family also died.

The man escaped the disaster because he was doing business outside. But when he returned to his home, all he saw were wounds and corpses on the ground.

Afterwards, the man made inquiries from many sources and found out that it was one of the most famous hunting groups on the continent, the "Red Constellation", that destroyed his hometown. So he sold all his property and sought revenge.

"I heard that Black can kill anyone, right? Five million Mira, as long as you promise to kill them, the money is yours!"

“…”

Looking at the crazy man, Fang Zheng silently turned his head and looked at the bartender.

How the hell did you advertise this? Are you sure you got it right?

Kill anyone? According to what you said, I can kill the emperor too?

Well, I can kill.

"no."

Fang Zheng withdrew his gaze and shook his head silently.

"Why?"

"Too little. You know how powerful the Red Constellation is. You want to wipe them all out with just five million? You must be dreaming. It's true that I can kill anyone, but it depends on the price. With five million, can I kill the emperor of the empire?"

Fang Zheng didn't think highly of the Hunter Corps. The so-called Hunter Corps was actually a mercenary group that would do anything for money, but in fact, these Hunter Corps basically did dirty work. After all, if you didn't do dirty work, there was no need to join the Hunter Corps, you could just be a guerrilla fighter. Although killing these guys wasn't a problem for Fang Zheng, at least he couldn't lower the price. You want me to wipe out the Red Constellation for five million, how could I survive if this got out?

Well, although for the sake of five million Mira, Fang Zheng did intend to quit after completing this deal.

“Woo…”

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

"...Then, at least... at least please kill their leader! This is my only request!"

The leader of the Red Constellation, the god of war Balder Orlando?

It’s a pity that it’s not the Red Comet, otherwise their leader might be called Char.

"All right."

Fang Zheng also conducted an investigation through "Whispering Banner". This man had indeed sold all his property, even the Chamber of Commerce he had worked so hard to build, to finally collect this much money. There was not a penny left. Of course, Fang Zheng did not intend to give him a discount just because he felt sorry for him... After all, the one crying in front of him was a dirty and slovenly man, not a tearful girl.

Five million Mira for one head, this deal is still a good deal.

"I've accepted this commission."

For Fang Zheng, this was a rare journey. After all, according to the investigation results of "The Whispering Banner", the Red Constellation was currently causing trouble in the western part of the Republic, fighting fiercely with several other hunter groups. Some villages also suffered disasters during this period. This was also the reason why many countries did not welcome the hunter groups.

However, there are many people inside who are willing to hire these hunter groups to do some dirty work. It is also because of this that these guys have not been completely surrounded and eliminated. But to say that they are welcomed... they are definitely not welcome.

Of course, another reason why the Hunter Corps was difficult to besiege was that they were small in number. Similar to the mercenary groups that Fang Zheng had encountered in the main world, the number of people was generally no more than 50. With so many people who were good at dispersing and disguising themselves, ordinary people really had no way to deal with them. In addition, almost every member of the Hunter Corps had extraordinary strength, and even ordinary guerrillas found it difficult to deal with them, so the Hunter Corps was able to survive until now.

But that's all.

They have now become the prey, and Fang Zheng... is the hunter.

After leaving Oriental Street, Fang Zheng took the guided train to the border area. He then changed into a new outfit. At this moment, Fang Zheng wore a black windbreaker, a wide-brimmed hat, and a triangular mask covering the lower half of his face. He held a huge sword in his right hand and a white pistol in his left hand.

The night of the hunt has arrived.

Tonight, Fang Zheng joins the hunt.

But before that...

"You've been following me all the way. It's almost time for you to come out."

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

"What are you doing here? Are you trying to steal my life again?"

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

"Your target is Badr Orlando?"

"I remember that I didn't seem to make this matter known to everyone."

"He is a famous fighting god, and you didn't avoid other people on purpose. Now many people know that a man paid Black to kill the fighting god Balder for him. And I also want to tell you that the intelligence network of the Hunter Corps will also receive this news."

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

"so what?"

“…”

"I think you may have made a mistake, Miss Silver."

Fang Zheng shrugged.

"As for me, I can do it if I want to. That's why I do it. It's just because I can do it. It's that simple."

Yin looked at him in silence. To be honest, even Yin herself didn't know why she was so impulsive to run out to find this man when she got the news from the intelligence network. That was the God of War Bader Orlando, the leader of the Red Constellation Hunter Corps, and all governments listed him as the highest threat level.

She wanted to remind this man that the information had been leaked, and the Crimson Constellation Hunters already knew he was coming, so they would definitely be prepared. If it were her, she would definitely find another way, but he...

"Why did you do that?"

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

"For money."

“…That’s it?”

Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Yin was stunned. She originally thought that this man would give some more profound reasons, but...

Just for money?

"Of course, I have a plan, and this plan requires a lot of money. I don't want to run around like a guerrilla fighter, so you see, being an assassin is one of the fastest ways to make money. In fact, after this deal, I will stop doing it. After all, being an assassin is just a means for me to make money, not an end."

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

“Hehehe…”

Facing Yin's anxious questioning, Fang Zheng chuckled.

"Miss Yin, I don't think we are familiar enough to discuss this topic."

"ah……"

Yin was stunned and quickly covered her mouth. Just as Fang Zheng said, they had only met once and were in a hostile relationship. She shouldn't have asked such a private question.

"hehe."

Looking at Yin's appearance, Fang Zheng chuckled.

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

"……is that so?"

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

As he spoke, Fang Zheng held up the brim of his hat and nodded at Yin.

"Well, I'm sorry, I have to go to work... Also, for your safety, it's best not to get any closer."

After saying this, Fang Zheng turned and left. Yin stood there, looking at his back with mixed feelings.

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

Silvery white moonlight descended from the sky, shining on the forest in front of her, stretching Fang Zheng's shadow into a long and thin one. Under the moonlight, the dark shadow kept squirming, as if it were some strange existence with life and spreading around. There was a rustling sound in the wind, as if some indescribable monster was moving in it. Yin instinctively clenched the sword and looked around, but she saw nothing.

“Wow…Wow…!”

Suddenly, a faint sound similar to that of a baby crying was heard, which made Yin startled. She subconsciously raised her head and then froze.

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

“Ding…ding…”

At the same time, the bell rang.

The night of hunting has begun.