Think of this.
Hu Qi glanced at the parchment in his hand that was still wet with writing.
The career path information of [Shadower] is written in detail above.
But it's a pity.
The upper limit of this professional path can only reach Sequence Six.
The cowboy man Dick only gets the advanced content of Sequence Seven.
As for Sequence Six, I don't know at all.
And if he wants to deduce complete information on the professional path, he will naturally need a lot of high-level mysterious knowledge.
Therefore, we need to think of other ways.
Fortunately, Hu Qi is already familiar with this situation.
For him, it just takes some time.
It was night, and the clouds were thick. Occasionally, lightning exploded in the sky like a spider web, spreading to the distant sky.
Night Raven Port, Tidewave Street.
The cold and wet mist rose from the sea, carrying the salty sea breeze, and turned into a gust of rain and mist, whimpering through the narrow streets.
On the pier, the ships moored due to the weather rose and fell with the tide, and the cables tightened and slackened, making strange moans.
Fishing nets and rotting seaweed piled in the corners, blackened by rain.
The windows of the tavern on the side near the pier revealed dim candlelight, and figures swayed on the glass. Laughter and drunken curses occasionally broke through the sound of rain, and then quickly dissipated.
Crunch!
The door of the tavern was pushed open.
Then close.
A figure wearing a black trench coat and holding an umbrella appeared outside the door.
Alons smelled of alcohol, licked his dry lips with his tongue, glanced around with squinted eyes, and took unsteady steps.
He had just eaten and drank enough, and now all he could think about was going to the red light district to have a good time.
For him, there are two major things in life: making money and finding a woman.
With his ability, making money is easy.
Now it's time to find a pretty girl, put your arms around your waist, talk some dirty words, and do some pleasant things.
Think about this.
He grinned, his steps were frivolous, but he walked in the direction of the feasting and entertainment with a clear goal.
To speed things up.
He chose to walk through a dark alley.
Bang bang!
The rain hit the surrounding iron buildings, making a sound like a dense drum beat.
The cobblestone pavement underfoot glowed with a dim light, and the rainwater gathered in the cracks between the stones to form a trickle, winding towards the lower drainage ditch.
The surrounding wooden signboards creaked and swayed in the wind, and a notice posted on the wall was torn apart by the wind and rolled to the corner.
Somehow.
Alons Suddenly felt a little cold, and couldn't help tightening the windbreaker.
This is extremely abnormal for him as a professional.
"Is it possible that the temperature has dropped too much?"
Just when he was talking to himself.
Meow——!
A cry suddenly sounded.
It startled him.
Turn around and look.
In the alley, a wooden board was blown down by the wind and fell on a wild cat. The wild cat was frightened and tried to escape with its back arched, but its claws slipped on the slippery stone slab.
After falling a few times, it disappeared into the shadows filled with barrels.
See this.
Alons's tense muscles relaxed slightly, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air. The alcohol still lingered in his mind, making the scene in front of him slightly blurred.
Hiss——
At this time, a sharp sound breaking through the air suddenly tore through the sound of rain!
Alons's pupils shrank suddenly, and the slight drunkenness was instantly dispersed.
Before he had time to think, his body instinctively rolled forward.
Bang!!
The fierce wind almost hit his back and exploded. At the same moment, there was a dull loud noise from the brick wall behind him, and gravel splashed!
He turned around suddenly and saw a twisted and deformed iron rod flying out of nowhere and embedded deeply into the wall. The rod's body was still trembling, and rainwater flowed down along the rust.
The force of this blow is enough to penetrate flesh and blood!
"Who?!"
Alons shouted sharply, his eyes sweeping around like razor blades.
If he hadn't hid in time just now.
I'm afraid that the whole person will be penetrated by it.
at the same time.
An invisible force spreads.
The rain falling around him gathered around him like living creatures.
Envelop it in it, forming a barrier water curtain.
However, deep in the alleyway, there was only the sound of rain, and no one could be seen.
suddenly.
He seemed to have noticed something.
He suddenly looked up.
I saw.
In the rain curtain, a strange figure quietly stood on the wall without knowing when.
The man was holding an iron rod and wearing a dark raincoat. His silver faceless mask glowed coldly under the lightning.
The wide hood swayed slightly in the wind, and rainwater dripped down the corners of his clothes.
He stood as quietly as a sculpture, looking down at Alons in the alley.
At the eyeholes of the mask, two points of Crimson light were faintly visible, flickering on and off in the rainy night, like the eyes of a dormant beast.
——Crash!
The tall wooden houses on both sides of the alley squeezed out a narrow space, and the rain became heavier.
Rain dripped down the rotten eaves, making a rapid rhythm in the stagnant water.
"Is it you!? Silver Masked Fiend!"
Alons's pupils suddenly contracted, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.
The water around him spun a fraction faster.
Don't blame him for being like this.
Since half a month ago, a news has been circulating in the professional circle of Night Raven Port.
A hunter wearing a silver faceless mask specializes in targeting lone professionals.
What's even more frightening is that of the dozen or so people who were attacked, only one survived.
It was this survivor who brought out the description of the appearance of the silver-faced man hunter.
Because of his silver mask and his acting style.
Also known as Silver Masked Fiend.
He kills without any purpose, purely for the pleasure of killing.
From this, it is speculated that this person most likely had a problem during the advancement process and was infected by a high-ranking being, which eroded his mind.
This situation is not uncommon in professional circles.
After all, the path of a professional is full of madness and danger.
Only some public career paths will be relatively safer in the early stages, but as the sequence increases, they will also be affected.
And some niche secretive professionals have a narrow escape from death.
It's just that Alons never thought that such a thing would happen to him.
Faced with this kind of irrational existence, any dealings are in vain.
The One and Only's way to survive is to give it a go and make the noise of the battle louder.
At this moment, the silver-faced man in raincoat shook his arm.
The iron rod turned into a sharp black shadow that broke through the sky and suddenly cut through the rain curtain.
at the same time.
The man in silver-faced raincoat jumped down from the wall.
Rush straight towards him.
The iron rod shot out like a sharp arrow, but the moment it touched Alons's body, it was easily deflected by the high-speed rotating rain barrier.
It made a crisp sound and fell to the ground feebly.
at the same time.
The free water vapor in the air suddenly condensed and turned into crystal chains, wrapping around the silver-faced man's feet like a spiritual snake, instantly binding him in place.
Alons looked at the restrained silver-faced raincoat man, and the corners of his lips slowly raised a cold arc.
"Do you think of me as one of those soft-footed shrimps who are ready to be slaughtered? If it were normal times, that would be fine, but now this is my home court!"
"It seems that I can still get a large bounty today!"
Thinking of the other party's high bounty.
Alons's original fear of encountering Silver Masked Fiend disappeared immediately.
In his opinion, the opponent's strength is just like this.
It's really not necessarily his opponent.
Think about this.
With a low drink.
His arms spread wildly.
The rain suddenly stopped in mid-air.
It condensed and stretched around him, turning into countless sharp water blades, like floating glass shards.
The corners of his mouth opened in a ferocious arc, and he looked at the silver-faced man in front of him.
Fold your arms forward.
"Go to hell!"
The next second.
The water blade bursts out!
However, faced with this attack.
The eyes exposed by the silver-faced man were full of calm.
No flinching.
He raised his hand and made a fist with five fingers, and the exposed skin of his palm instantly turned the color of black iron.
Then a punch was thrown out without any fancy, pure brute force and speed, squeezing the air and exploding a semicircular fan-shaped shock wave in the air.
The moment those water blades came into contact with it, they shattered and turned into water mist again!
Alons's ferocious smile froze on his face before he could be shocked.
A big iron-like hand had already grabbed his throat and lifted him off the ground!
"Ho... ho..."
Alons eyes widened.
Want to say something.
However.
The next moment.
Five fingers broke open his neck.
Suddenly.
Alons was vomiting blood, with uncontrollable panic on his face.
At this moment, he could clearly feel that his Supernatural Trait and his own vitality were rapidly draining away.
And in the mind of the silver-faced man, that is, Hu Qi, there are more career paths for Alons to find a job.
The career path for his employment is called [Rain Master].
Among them Sequence Nine Rain Praying Man, Sequence Eight Mist Walker, Sequence Seven Rain Caller, Sequence Six Storm Herald.
And the Alons in front of you is Mist Walker of Sequence Eight.
"Sequence Six? It's a good harvest!"
Hu Qi said to himself.
At this time.
The Alons in his hand has completely turned into a mummy wearing clothes.
Did a simple search.
Soon after he got some coins in his personal clothes.
He kicked open the sewer cover, threw the mummy in his hand into it, and closed the cover again.
Bang!
Just as he was about to turn around.
His head suddenly tilted.
A hole was opened directly in the wall on one side.
Just looking at the area of the pothole, it is about the size of a human head.
Look up.
Not far from him.
There was an additional man holding a pistol and wearing Federation Agent clothing.
This guy takes no nonsense.
Seeing that he missed, he pulled the trigger again.
Bang!
Muzzle flame spray.
The strange thing is that if you slow down the angle of view, you will find that the bullet expanded several times the moment it was fired.
Face this situation.
Hu Qi's figure dodged again, listening to the soft footsteps coming from all directions.
He didn't bother too much and raised his hand to slap the ground.
Suddenly.
The falling rain exploded and turned into white mist, covering the street in an instant.
Wait until the white fog clears.
The figure of Hu Qi had already disappeared without a trace, but in the same place, only the Federation Agent was left, letting out an unwilling curse.
After a few breaths.
At the top of a towering bell tower a thousand meters away, the figure of Hu Qi appeared like a ghost.
He stood with his hands behind his hands, overlooking the entire Night Raven Port.
The firelight of the lighthouse in the distance smudged through the rain curtain, turning into a vague orange-yellow halo, like a sleepy Giant Eye, barely penetrating the moist and thick darkness.
Raindrops shuttled through the light pillars, falling like countless silver needles.
His eyes penetrated the rain curtain and locked on the original location of the alley.
"Interesting."
Hu Qi The corners of his lips raised slightly.
"Is it a professional who specializes in gun enhancement, or is it some kind of mysterious item?"
"However, since it has attracted the attention of these people."
He whispered to himself, his voice lost in the sound of rain.
"You need to be more cautious in your next actions."
The words have not yet finished.
His figure had turned into a ray of shadow, blending into the shadow of the building below and disappearing.
rain,
Still raining.
Falling on the Goth-style spire, knocking on the harbor mast, soaking the cobblestone streets.
This sleepy harbor city is bathed in the rain over and over again.
But nothing could be done to wash away the rusty bloody smell that seeped into the cracks of the bricks.
More than a month later.
Night Raven Port, in a manor near the seaside.
The morning fog has not yet dispersed, and the salty sea breeze carries the unique fishy smell of the port and pours into the room through the open floor-to-ceiling windows.
At this moment, the frightening Silver Masked Fiend.
But like a true noble lord, he enjoyed his breakfast slowly.
Hu Qi was wearing a well-tailored black dress. He held a gold-plated table knife with his slender fingers and gently cut open the bear paws on the plate.
The grease sizzled under the blade, and the aroma of meat mixed with the pungency of black pepper filled the air.
The maid standing beside him bowed, and the fresh goat's milk in the silver pot was still steaming.
In the distance, the bells of the port can be faintly heard, and the masts of merchant ships pierce the morning fog.
In this manor overlooking the bay, the soft sound of the collision of knives and forks became the sound of the One and Only breaking the silence.
It didn't take long.
Hu Qi then finished taking care of the food on the table.
He reached out and took the wet cloth handed over by the maid at the side and wiped his mouth.
As for why he is so rich now.
The inheritance he received from Ired alone was naturally not enough for him to squander like this.
The reason for this is because while hunting professionals.
He also looted some money from these people.
As a professional with extraordinary abilities.
There are no poor people at all.
The money was in the hands of Hu Qi.
He immediately became a rich man.
Hu Qi is not a person who likes to treat himself badly.
Therefore, he spent a lot of money to buy a manor and hired a dedicated housekeeper and servants.
Although the background of this era is terrible.
However, you can still live a comfortable life if you have money.
Dong Dong...
Just then, a knock on the door broke the silence.
"Come in."
Hu Qi said without raising his head.
The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged butler in a black tuxedo walked in.
He held a long box in his hand, with complex dark patterns carved on its surface.
"Master, your custom-made sword has been delivered."
The steward bowed respectfully and presented the wooden box with both hands.
"Oh?"
Hu Qi raised his eyebrows..
He took the wooden box, ran his fingertips over the concave and convex lines on the box's surface, and then opened the copper buckle with a 'click'.
Lying quietly in the box was a dark long sword.
Its material does not seem to be ordinary steel, but an amber color, with dark lines like twilight appearing under the light.
He picked it up, turned his wrist slightly, and the blade drew an elegant arc, like a dusk cloud passing across the sky.
Strangely, the sword was not sharpened.
But it inexplicably gives people a heavy sense of oppression.
"Not bad."
Hu Qi The corners of his lips curled up, and his fingertips gently rubbed the faint cloud patterns on the sword's spine.
He waved the maid and butler to retreat.
After the door closed again and the room returned to silence, he turned his attention to the translucent panel floating in front of him.