At noon, Meng Qi and the other two had already returned to the small building to gather together, but each of them was not in good spirits and were very tired, and they were stained with blood, some were blood from monsters, and some were their own blood.

"Lao Zeng, how much gains you have this time, it should be a lot." Meng Qi threw the backpack with his hoof on his back to the ground, and said as Zeng Guanghong, who was covered in blood.

"Isn't it all the same, how much can I get?" After Masumi Hong said that, he threw the backpack on the ground, then took out a bandage and bandaged the wound on his hand.

"Why haven't that kid come back yet?" said with a frown, and took out the powder and sprinkled it on the cut belly.

These four warriors have more or less been injured to a certain extent.

What is strange is that they are covered in blood, but none of them comforted their companions' injuries.

Perhaps this level of wound is normal for warriors like them who make a living at the edge of a knife. As long as it is not fatal, it is not a big problem. It can be considered safe and sound. When they are often injured, they are old birds who go out in the wilderness all year round.

"It's been five minutes, why haven't he come back yet?"

Meng Qi was waiting a little anxiously, looking at the direction of the street, he said with some concern.

"Let's go over and take a look. He is also a rookie, and he has no experience in life and death, so it is easy to have problems."

"Wait a little longer. With his strength, there should be no problem in protecting himself."

"Look, that kid is back."

Zeng Guanghong looked at a figure in the distance and said with a smile.

At the intersection of the street, Chen Fan carried a backpack and held the blood soul sword that had been polished in his hand, and walked slowly forward.

Unlike others, he didn't have much blood on his body and was very clean. This is all thanks to his training in the city of Sangcheng. Chen Fan is already extremely skilled in killing his opponents and avoiding the splatter of blood. When he was in the city of Sangcheng, he was not in good condition and it was very troublesome to change clothes, so he knew how to protect his clothes, otherwise he would be covered in fishy smell all day long, and no one would feel uncomfortable.

He looked at the four old birds downstairs, smiled and waved his hand vigorously.

"Hey, it seems that he is not seriously injured, he is still so clean." Zeng Guanghong said in confusion.

Meng Qi also noticed this and frowned and said, "Why can this kid hide somewhere for a whole morning and wait until the time comes before coming out."

Huang Yue smiled slightly and said, "This may be clear. Isn't it clear if his harvest quantity meets the standard?"

Chen Fan came over and asked with a smile: "Brother Meng, why are you so fast?"

Several people looked at Chen Fan and found that they were glamorous and there were traces of fighting. No matter how they looked, they didn't look like they had experienced a big battle, and their eyes suddenly became playful.

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Did you go somewhere to be lazy?! It's a normal thing to be a dead person, but you can't be a turtle. At least you can try it. Even if you are injured, it's no big deal! If you don't die, you'll be fine!"

Chen Fan was stunned, looked at the eyes of several people with a faint contempt, and asked in confusion: "No. I'm not lazy."

"Hmph, you can tell whether you are lazy or not! Take the backpack! Let's see how many you have killed. Don't tell me, you haven't killed one!" Meng Qi said unhappily. As a warrior, it's not wrong to be timid, but if you don't have the courage to try, just be a turtle with a headshot, that's a shame!

Chen Fan scratched his head, then took off the big backpack behind him and handed it to Meng Qi.

The few people were shocked when they looked at the bulging backpack in Chen Fan's hand. They all had hooves inside. Why are there so many?! Could it be that they were just using other things to make up for the numbers!

With this idea, Meng Qi's face darkened. He took the backpack and opened it quickly. After seeing the situation inside, he immediately widened his eyes and was stunned on the spot...

Zeng Guanghong saw Meng Qi with a surprised look and looked over. He was stunned and asked Chen Fan in an uncertain tone: "You have harvested this... this... it's all you have?"

Seeing the surprised expressions of several people, Chen Fan nodded and smiled, "Yes, you should have passed the exam, right?"

Meng Qi didn't believe his eyes. He doubted that Chen Fan might have other things in his bag to fill in his count. Then he didn't care about the dirty inside, so he reached in and took it out, and then took it out again. After exploring it many times in a row, he finally confirmed that it was all the hoofs of iron-footed deer, and it was as large as 300!

He looked at Chen Fan in surprise, the suspicion on his face was swept away, and he asked in a trembling voice: "Little boy, how did you do it?"

"It's just to hunt according to the method you taught." Chen Fan said, his expression was very innocent, but he felt a little proud in his heart.

"Hold!"

"day!"

"abnormal!"

Several voices immediately cursed.

Seeing these people's performance, Chen Fan knew that he had given them a big surprise. He continued to pretend to be puzzled and asked uncertainly: "It should... pass, right?"

Seeing this boy pretending, Zeng Guanghong smiled and scolded: "It's shameful to be cute!"

"We have passed the exam and harvested about two of them at most. You, a rookie, can actually harvest more than three hundred! It's such a big pervert! My highest record is only 250."

Meng Qi patted Chen Fan on the shoulder with his bloody hand, trying to get his clothes dirty, otherwise he would feel unbalanced.

"Damn, Brother Meng, take away your claws!" Chen Fan immediately realized something was wrong and hurriedly dodged and cursed.

"Hahaha-good boy!"

Back in the armored chariot, Meng Qi counted the hooves he harvested roughly, about a thousand, and said happily: "We expect to harvest more than 600, this time, and the task was exceeded!"

"Well, let's send this kid over next."

Zeng Guanghong also smiled and seemed to be in a good mood. After all, these warriors who rely on hunting beasts are at risk of falling every time they go out of the wilderness. Of course, it is worth being happy to complete the task smoothly. This time I made a lot of money, and the rewards they received should be enough for them to squander for a long time.

Chen Fan asked in confusion: "Brother Meng, will you come back tomorrow to continue hunting?"

Meng Qi shook his head and said, "Of course not. Do you think we are not worried about our lives? We have already exhausted us in one morning, injured us, and our strength has been greatly damaged. We have to go back and take a good rest for a while before coming out."

Chen Fan smiled and said, "I think each of you is still alive and energetic, so you don't look tired at all."

Huang Yue laughed and scolded: "Cao, do you think everyone looks like you? He hunted more than 80 iron-footed deer, not to mention being injured, even blood is not low! Don't compare ordinary people like us with perverts like you! "

Chen Fan scratched his head and said modestly: "Brother Huang, don't belittle yourself. I'm just a little bit lucky, it's all luck! Luck!"

"Lucky, your sister! If you have something to do with luck, I will beat you to death if I believe it or not! If you had known you would not be an ordinary rookie, and you would not be so pretentious."

Chen Fan shut his mouth honestly...

The armored chariot quickly drove away from City No. 045 and rushed towards Du'an District.

After driving for three hours, the armored car stopped in a desolate field, opened the car door, and all five people walked down.

"Boy, I can only send you here. If you leave, you will be deviant." Meng Qi patted Chen Fan on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you, Brother Meng!" Chen Fan nodded and thanked from the bottom of his heart.

"No thanks! Your more than 300 hooves have made us a lot of money. We should be thanking you." Meng Qi smiled.

Zeng Guanghong sighed and said, "Little brother, you have to rely on yourself for the rest, take care of yourself!"

Chen Fan nodded with a firm look and responded: "Yes!"

"Come back alive! We invite you to have a big health care!" Zeng Guanghong patted Chen Fan on the shoulder and encouraged with a smile.

Chen Fan smiled and said, "For the sake of four major health care, I will definitely go back to find you alive!"

"Little brother, take care of yourself!"

"Four old birds, take care of yourself!"

After Chen Fan finished speaking, he turned around without hesitation and walked towards the distance.

After Chen Fan's figure disappeared into the wind and sand, Zeng Guanghong narrowed his eyes and asked, "You guys, can he come back alive?"

"I think it should be possible! This kid is not an ordinary person." Meng Qi replied, looking at the wind and sand in the distance.

Huang Yue shook his head and did not make any comments, but said, "It's getting late, let's go."

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Chapter completed!