There was dead silence in the room.

Su Ziyu could tell that Fantsin wanted to do something. He stared at his red eyes and suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you need help?"

"certainly."

“I want to collect money.”

Fantsin's expression was a little surprised at this time. He lowered his voice and said, "If you offend those mad dogs of the Eternal Fire, you will have a lot of trouble in the future."

Su Ziyu couldn't help but smile when he heard this and said, "I'm more concerned about whether you have any money on you."

Clang.

Fantsin simply threw his purse over.

Although demon hunters have inhuman physical qualities, those witch hunters are not simple either. Many of them are experienced mercenary assassins, and some of them have also taken prepared potions, which makes them far more dangerous than ordinary warriors. After the destruction of some demon hunter organizations, their heritage fell into the hands of secular forces, and many kingdoms and sects secretly used similar methods to train assassins.

Ding ding dong.

Su Ziyu counted out six gold Galleons from the purse, then threw the purse back and said, "A mad dog's life is worthless. A head is worth one gold Galleon."

Fan Xin took a deep look at Su Ziyu in front of him, reached out to pick up the purse, and without saying anything else, he just pounded his chest with his hand.

Melissa next to him watched all this quietly.

After Fantsin left, she came to Su Ziyu's side and said softly, "Thank you."

There was hatred and murderous intent in the girl's eyes.

Su Ziyu stood up, glanced at her, and said calmly, "You should stay in the hotel honestly during this operation. Otherwise, I will not teach you the next stage of White Crow Swordsmanship."

Melissa glared at him angrily when she heard that.

Su Ziyu was too lazy to talk to her and just turned around and left the room.

Those witch hunters are not simple!

They were well-equipped with bows and crossbows, and kerosene. They looked no worse than demon hunters, and were all bloody killers. With Melissa's current strength, she was simply not their opponent. With the bows and crossbows, she could be killed if she made a mistake. Neither Fantsin nor Su Ziyu would let her act together.

Su Ziyu's mentality is now much more open-minded than before.

He has figured it out.

No matter whether he can return home alive or not, he just needs to do what he wants to do.

It's getting dark.

In the evening, Fantsin returned with a woman in a cloak.

"Alice." Fantsin pointed at the woman in the black cloak and said, "She is a member of the Women Sorcerers' Mutual Aid Society. They also plan to take revenge on those witch hunters."

Apparently, Fantsin had the contact information for those sorceresses.

The woman lifted her hood, revealing her long black hair. She was extremely beautiful, and looked like a mixed-race of Eastern and Western people. Her light black eyeshadow was quite charming, her nose was high, her facial features were three-dimensional, and her small lips were painted with red and black lipstick. Her cold expression hid a hint of hatred and sadness, and she was looking up and down at Su Ziyu in front of her.

"Is he reliable?" The sorceress named Alice turned and looked at Fantsin and asked.

Fan Xin didn't say anything, but took out a dagger and cut a bloody mark on his palm. Drops of blood dripped down his palm.

Then Alice didn't ask any more questions.

This seems to be a special custom in some places, including the gesture of Fantsin hammering his chest at the perilla at the beginning.

"They are searching for us." "Many sisters have been forced to relocate."

"There are quite a lot of these lackeys. Six very powerful guys came yesterday." Alice sat in front of Su Ziyu and said slowly, "We must take revenge! Blood for blood, tooth for tooth!"

Fantsin also sat down and asked in a deep voice: "What are your plans?"

"They are tracking us." Alice glanced at Su Ziyu and said slowly, "We plan to set a trap. Lure them out of the city!"

Fantsin thought for a moment and asked, "How many of them are there?"

"I don't know." Alice shook her head and said, "There are at least twenty people. It seems that the nobles here have also been won over by them."

“That’s how Jenny’s identity was exposed.”

When the dead witch was mentioned, Alice's eyes were filled with hatred and sadness.

It seems that the witch is very popular.

Fantsin fell into deep thought. After a while, he slowly raised his head and asked, "How many of you are there?"

"Five." Alice whispered, "Enid is on her way back. But it will take at least three days."

"Many sisters are no longer willing to wait."

"Those sisters who have just awakened are now in great danger. It seems that the lackeys of the Eternal Flame have obtained some of our intelligence."

Witches in this world need talents to awaken their spellcasting abilities.

Those newly awakened witches are often relatively weak. They must exercise and take potions to gain stronger spellcasting abilities. Demon hunters are the masterpieces of wizards. Their bodies undergo genetic mutations because of potions. However, becoming a demon hunter also requires talent. This spellcasting talent is much weaker than that of witches, but it is difficult to pass the potion test without it.

After hearing what Alice said, Fantsin couldn't help but turn his gaze to the perilla fish in front of him.

As if wanting to hear his opinion.

After seeing that Fantsin valued the young man in front of him so much, Alice couldn't help but cast her eyes on the Su Ziyu in front of her.

Da da da.

Su Ziyu tapped his fingers lightly on the table. He thought for a moment and said, "I can beat at least ten."

He was unfamiliar with everything about Lund.

However, Su Ziyu was very clear about his own strength. He conservatively estimated that without exposing his psychic power, he could at least fight ten or more witch hunters alone. If the terrain was open and he could keep a distance, it would not be difficult for him to deal with twenty or thirty witch hunters alone. But the problem was that the anti-material sniper rifle had run out of bullets. He felt that he should be a little more modest and low-key. Without using the anti-material sniper rifle, he should be able to deal with ten witch hunters alone.

"Arrogant fellow!" Alice suddenly laughed in anger upon hearing this, and could not help but say, "Those lackeys have all taken the potion."

"Although I can't cast sigils, my strength is no weaker than you demon hunters!"

A cold light flashed.

Alice suddenly swallowed back what she wanted to say. A strand of her long black hair fell gently. She didn't see clearly what Su Ziyu did. She just felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then a hint of coldness appeared on her white neck.

In an instant, the sorceress's hair stood on end!

She knew very well that if the other person was an enemy, her throat would have been cut just now.

This is a very, very dangerous man!

Su Ziyu looked at the sorceress in front of him with a somewhat stiff expression, smiled gently and said, "I am serious."

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