Wright is a very utilitarian bounty hunter. In order to rush towards higher status and fame, he never thought of taking a break midway.
Move forward, stride forward without stopping——
This is what he has been doing.
Capturing the infamous "Phantom Troupe" with his own hands is an extremely important milestone before he crosses the finish line.
For this reason, he left a long-term commission to investigate the "Phantom Troupe's whereabouts" in the "Intelligence Channel".
Now, finally there is news!
"I understand. Send the "information" to my email. I will send the corresponding reward after confirmation."
After saying that, Wright hung up the phone directly.
Moyu swallowed a piece of meat and raised his eyes to look at Wright.
When he heard the words "information" and "reward", he realized something.
Wright raised his phone, grinned and said, "Hey, I'm here to work."
"Is it urgent?"
Moyu put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked the question he was most concerned about.
Wright said: "Race against time."
Intelligence is usually time-sensitive, not to mention information related to "whereabouts", so action must be taken as soon as possible.
In other words, he must leave quickly now.
Moyu nodded to express his understanding, then pointed to the table: "But I can't finish all this meat by myself."
"Haha, don't worry, I'll leave after eating."
Wright smiled heartily and took out a large pig leg from the basin.
Moyu didn't say anything more and picked up the bowls and chopsticks again.
The two of them were busy cooking.
Soon, Moyu discovered that Wright was eating meat more than twice as fast. He thought he had deliberately slowed down when eating before. There is no need to explain the reason.
Looking at Wright's gobbling look, Moyo could clearly feel the importance Wright attached to this "job".
"I have gained a lot during this period, which is enough."
Moyu thought silently in his heart.
Although there is still one last day for "sparring training", in this case, it is impossible for him to ask Wright to fulfill the "contract".
After a while, Wright finished his portion of the meat.
"Sorry."
After finishing the meal, Wright stood up and apologized to Moyou: "Something happened unexpectedly, so I have to pay for the last day of sparring."
"It doesn't matter, I'll make it up when you're done."
Moyu also stood up.
During this period, he experienced from Wright what the "stubbornness" of strengthening was called, so he wisely put the idea of "forget about the last day of sparring" in his heart.
Anyway, even if you bring it up, it's just a waste of time.
"Then I'm leaving. I'll contact you later."
Wright left as soon as he said he wanted, without any delay.
"Well, have a nice trip."
Moyu nodded slightly.
Wright turned his back to Moyu and waved, then strode away.
This farewell was concise and efficient.
After leaving the temple, Wright walked down the mountain path and took out his mobile phone from his pocket to check flight information.
"It's 20:35 now, and the nearest flight is... 20:50."
Wright looked down at the phone screen and said to himself: "It's a bit rushed."
As he spoke, he put away his phone and did a few stretching movements on the spot.
"I was originally thinking of having a showdown with Moyu in the evening, but the plan always fails to keep up with changes..."
Before he finished speaking, Wright kicked his foot, and his whole body shot into the distance like an arrow from a string, disappearing into the night in the blink of an eye.
In the temple, it was as quiet as usual.
Moyu swept away the remaining meat and then briefly cleared the table.
After doing this, he walked to the devastated atrium, opened his sperm holes and released the maximum amount of energy.
If you want to increase the total amount of "potential energy" and extend the time of "practice", there is basically no shortcut.
Release the "qi" and consume it all, then release it after recovery——
Just like this, it goes round and round, bit by bit to increase the total amount of "potential energy".
It'll be over in two minutes.
Moyu lay on the ground exhausted, closing his eyes and panting.
After a while, Moyou managed to regain some strength.
"Suddenly I feel a little uncomfortable..."
Moyu slowly opened his eyes and picked up a small piece of broken green brick from the side and hung it in front of his eyes.
The night is getting darker.
On the top of the mountain, a dilapidated temple stands alone.
The next day.
Morning light breaks.
Moyu woke up early, had a simple meal and then started his daily practice.
Without Wright as a sparring partner, all he can do now is lay a solid foundation in the "Four Majors".
Release, restore, release, restore——
Cultivation is boring and boring, and the whole morning passes like this.
At noon, the sun is high.
After finishing his meal, Moyu was about to start a new round of practice, but was interrupted by the movement outside the temple.
A group of workers carrying various tools and materials came outside the temple and shouted at the door at the top of their lungs.
Moyu, who heard the door knocking, walked through the atrium and opened the old wooden door.
Seeing a group of "heavily armed" workers standing outside the gate, Moyou was surprised for a moment, but he quickly realized and guessed that these workers should have been called over by Wright.
"Hello, Mr. Wright commissioned us here. He said there is a courtyard here that needs to be repaired."
The leading worker greeted Moyu respectfully.
"Yes, come in."
Moyu, who knew what he was doing, opened the door and signaled the workers to come in.
The workers immediately picked up their tools and materials and filed in, arriving at the devastated atrium.
The lead worker confirmed the project requirements with Moyo.
Once approved, construction began immediately.
With ultra-high efficiency, the entire construction team completed Moyu's requirements in just one hour.
I don’t know where they found the weathered stones, so that the repaired atrium doesn’t look much different from before.
After sending the construction team away, Moyo closed the temple door and returned to the atrium, once again impressed by Wright's thoughtfulness.
"By the way...it's almost time for Hawke to come back, right?"
Looking at the restored atrium, Moyu suddenly thought of his cheap dad.
At that time, Hawke said he would be back in ten days and a half. Now, eleven days have passed, and he may be back in two days.
I thought about calling Hawke and asking about the situation.
But thinking of Hawke's instructions before leaving home, "Don't call if you have anything to do," Moyo could only give up.
Time passes slowly.
The sun sets and night falls.
In a certain town only a hundred kilometers away from the temple.
Hawke sat in a remote bridge opening, pressing his right hand tightly on his abdomen, raising his head slightly and panting.
Sweat slid down his cheeks, dripping into a pool of blood, creating a circle of ripples.
Ta-ta-
The sound of the stream was suddenly mixed with the sound of footsteps.
Hearing the footsteps, Hawke's eyes sharpened suddenly, but softened again the next second.
"It looks like you're seriously injured, Hawke."
Under the bridge, a gurgling stream flows.
The moonlight fell slanting on the stream, shining brightly.
Suddenly a frog jumped into the water, and the light reflected on the water suddenly blurred.
After the water surface calmed down, a green figure suddenly appeared in the bright reflection.
The figure stood on the shore, staring calmly at Hawke, who was sitting in the bridge hole.
"It's just a minor injury."
Hawke turned his head and looked at the figure.
Wearing a green jumpsuit, she is petite and good-looking. She wears thin-framed glasses on her face and her eyes are calm and calm.
What is striking is that there are a pair of dog ears in her long green hair.
But if you look closely, you can barely tell that the pair of dog ears are decorations.
The person who came was none other than Chido Yorkshire, a member of the twelve earthly branches of the Hunter Association. He was also a two-star professional hunter with difficult and complicated diseases who held the positions of both a physician and a legal scholar. (Click to expand the picture)
"Small injury?"
Chiduo walked into the bridge hole and said calmly:
"Just hearing my footsteps, you can't wait to exude murderous intent. This deliberate reaction is like a beast caught in a bear trap. It can only make meaningless threats by roaring."
"..."
Hawke was silent for a moment, and then joked in a helpless tone: "Sir, legal scholar, I would like to ask, how many years do you have to be sentenced to save face and show off your strength?"
"There is no such item in the law. Besides, I am just stating the facts."
Chiduo came to Hawke, her eyes fell on Hawke's bleeding abdomen, and she frowned and said:
"Since you haven't come, I guessed that something happened, but... I didn't expect you to be so seriously injured. With your ability, if you just want to run away, even more than a dozen people with telekinesis abilities will be helpless.
?”
"That's right."
Hawke gave a bitter smile and was about to ask Chiduo to help him stop the bleeding first, but Chiduo took over the topic:
"But you were seriously injured, is it because the enemy has "locked type" telekinesis ability? No, if that's the case, you are most likely dead. It's really strange, huh? Could it be..."
Chiduo thought of something, her eyes suddenly became solemn, and she asked in a deep voice:
"Have the "things after death" over there in the temple grown so strong that you have to leave the "rat treasure" there?"
"Ah, yes, yes, if it weren't for the fact that I can't use my left hand right now, I would definitely applaud you, but what's more important now is, can you help me first..."
Hawke looked weak.
Chiduo's expression changed, and she had no intention of listening to the second half of Hawke's words. She lowered her head slightly and gritted her teeth and muttered to herself:
"Damn it, has it gotten this serious... I can currently contact a mind-killing master, plus the one from the association, there are two, but they are not good at removing the "mind after death"
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"that……"
Hawk looked at Chiduo who was lowering his head and talking to himself, and said helplessly: "If it's convenient, help me stop the bleeding first."
Chiduo still did not respond and continued to whisper to himself: "Although a reward has been issued among the people, there is an inevitable problem in terms of reward."
"..."
Hawke's eyes were dull.
He looked down at the terrible amount of bleeding under his body, feeling anxious that the blood bar was about to bottom out.
"Hey, Chiduo, I'm about to die. Can you raise your head and look at me?"
“@#@……”
From someone's murmuring voice.
"..."
Hawke's eyelids twitched several times, hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively said at this critical moment of life and death: "Qiduo single dog."
"Um?"
Chiduo raised his head suddenly and looked at Hawke with sharp eyes.