Han Zhao took the head to the foot of Black Wind Mountain.

Before entering the Knife Catcher's stronghold, he hid the caged bird in the woods to prevent his identity from being exposed through this flaw.

He walked into the underground hall.

Behind the counter, the official was lying on a chair, soundly asleep, with drool dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Han Zhao stepped forward, put down the cloth bag wrapping the human head, and coughed twice.

"Huh? It's so late at night, who the hell..." The official woke up from his deep sleep, cursing, but when he saw the blood-stained cloth bag on the counter and the familiar figure in front of him, he immediately

The word 'Mom' in my throat was suppressed.

Dressed in white and wearing a fox mask, he was clearly Song Que.

To do a job like a knife hunter and wear a white suit without getting your clothes dirty, you are a ruthless person.

The most famous among them is Song Que in front of me.

"It turns out it's Mr. Song!" The officer wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, stood up and said, "Sir Song is really upright. He still arrests wanted criminals so late. I wonder which one it is this time?"

Han Zhao took out a wanted warrant from his pocket and handed it to the officer.

The officer took it with both hands and opened it to take a look.

"Evil warrior, the reward amount is... 500 taels! Blood training realm!!!" The official exclaimed, and the remaining three points of sleep disappeared instantly, and he stared at the description on the wanted order with wide eyes.

"Master Song, this mission is not something I can settle. Please wait a moment while I go ask Master Wu to come over!" The officer bowed and looked extremely respectful.

Being able to kill a quasi-martial artist in the Blood Training Realm only shows that Master Song in front of him is also in the Blood Training Realm.

Such a person, even in the inner city of Blackstone City, would be treated as a guest by every major family.

"Yeah." Han Zhao nodded.

The official opened the iron door behind the counter and called another person to greet Han Zhao. He walked through the underground corridor and came to the door of a secret room and saluted inside.

"Master Wu."

"It's so late, what's going on?" A deep voice came from the secret room.

"The wanted blood warrior has been brought to justice, and Mr. Song personally delivered his head." The official explained.

Thumb thump thump!

The sound of rapid footsteps came.

A middle-aged man with a sinister face and dressed in a lake blue suit opened the iron door and walked out, "Master Song? Which one is sending you?"

"Mr. Wu, this is Mr. Song Que, Song Que." The officer bowed respectfully.

"Is that the sword catcher who is quite famous in the area? Isn't he in the bone refining realm? He can actually kill a quasi martial artist in the blood refining realm?" The middle-aged man frowned and said in a deep voice: "Follow me to the hall."

"Yes!" The official followed closely.

When the middle-aged man came to the lobby, he first looked at the cloth bag on the counter, and then looked at Han Zhao.

With a smile on his face, he cupped his fists and saluted Han Zhao, "I am Wu Feiyi, the chief catcher of the county government. You must be Brother Song Que. I have long admired your name!"

"It turns out to be Captain Wu, disrespectful." Han Zhao returned the salute, his expression serious under the mask.

This Wu Captou's heartbeat is strong and powerful, and his energy and blood are strong. He is a master!

"I heard that Brother Song killed the evil warriors who were causing trouble in the nearby area? As usual, Wu needs to check first." Wu Feiyi said seriously. He didn't know what level Song Que was currently at, but since he could kill the blood training realm

Warriors should first be treated as equals.

"Please." Han Zhao said calmly.

Wu Feiyi stepped forward to open the blood-stained package. Facing the pungent smell of blood, his expression did not change at all. He picked up the human head and inspected it carefully.

There was once a warrior who was good at the art of disguise and pretended to claim the reward. Even though the warrior was cut into pieces by five horses, it still made the county government lose face, so they have formed a special inspection process.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there is no need for him, the chief catcher, to inspect it in person.

The main reason is that the evil blood-training warriors who appeared recently are outsiders. They actually attacked Xu's trading company's caravan and even escaped under the siege of two blood-training warriors and many bone-refining realm warriors. It was obviously very difficult.

To be on the safe side, he, the chief catcher of the county government, personally stayed at the base to prevent accidents.

I just didn't expect that less than half a month after the mission was released, this Blood Training Realm warrior would be killed.

"The blood is rich, and the blood is like mercury! He is indeed a warrior in the blood training realm." After Wu Feiyi checked the blood, he nodded secretly.

There is no sign of disguise on the head or face. This person is a wanted evil warrior.

"Brother Song, please..." Wu Feiyi put down his head and looked at Han Zhao, who was about to speak when he suddenly felt dizzy and his hands and feet were slightly numb.

The blood is poisonous!

Wu Feiyi quickly circulated his energy and blood.

As Qi and blood circulated throughout his body, he felt that his body returned to normal.

"What a terrifying ability to use poison!" Wu Feiyi looked horrified.

Even though the person was already dead, it was really unbelievable that the remaining toxins in the blood could make him, a warrior in the blood training realm, fall prey to the attack.

In a battle between masters, even a brief numbness in the hands and feet may determine the outcome and affect life or death.

If multiple Bone Refining Realm warriors ambush in advance, they may have the chance to kill a seriously injured Blood Refining Realm warrior.

Wu Feiyi originally thought that Song Que might have been lucky enough to kill him, but now it seemed that he was definitely not lucky.

With his ability to use poison alone, he had no confidence in killing the opponent.

And judging from Song Que's appearance, he was completely unscathed.

But he didn't take action, and he didn't know what level of warrior Song Que was.

Did he just break through Qi and Blood, or was he a master of blood training before and deliberately hid his strength.

From this point of view, Song Que should also be an outsider.

Thinking of this, Wu Feiyi cupped his fists and saluted, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect the poison of this evil warrior to be so powerful. I almost got infected! Brother Song is really amazing in being able to kill the opponent."

"I also prepared anti-toxic drugs in advance, so I succeeded by luck." Han Zhao laughed.

Although he could hear the perfunctory tone, Wu Feiyi's smile did not diminish and he continued: "There are no Blood Training Realm warriors that I don't know in the Black Rock City area. I wonder where Brother Song is from? Isn't it convenient for him to show his true face? Of course.

This will never be forced.”

"Song doesn't have much background. He just comes from a small place. I'm afraid I don't know Mr. Wu even if I mention him. As for showing his true face to others, it doesn't matter." Han Zhao said in a calm tone.

Anyway, Song Que's vest is already famous, and it doesn't matter whether he wears a mask or not.

After saying that, he took off the fox mask on his face.

Wu Feiyi couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

This Song Que looked to be in his early thirties, with a handsome eyebrow, eyes as cold as stars, and a profile as tough as a knife or an axe.

What a cold and beautiful man!

Han Zhao originally planned to disguise himself in a normal way, but he thought that since he was wearing a vest called "Song Que", it would not be good if he looked too ugly, so he disguised himself according to his impression.

Although there is a certain gap with his appearance, he is still worthy of the name of "Heavenly Sword".

"Brother Song has such good skills and does not belong to any local force. I wonder if he is willing to join the county government? County Magistrate Wu has always treated a master of blood training like Brother Song with great courtesy!" Wu Feiyi came back to his senses.

, knowing that the other party did not belong to any force, they immediately began to win over him.

Han Zhao shook his head and said, "Captain Wu's good intentions are appreciated by Mr. Song, but Mr. Song is used to being dissolute and can't stand restraint."

When Wu Feiyi heard this, he was not surprised. Blood training warriors are not so easy to win over.

"But if there is another money-making task like this in the future, I would be willing to take it." Han Zhao changed the topic and did not finish his words.

After all, he plans to continue to work as a knife hunter in the future, and the intelligence system here is also very useful to him.

"Then Wu looks forward to working with Brother Song one day." Wu Feiyi looked happy. As long as the other party didn't flatly refuse, it meant there was still a chance. He was not in a hurry, but he had to inform Magistrate Wu of the news as soon as possible.

Han Zhao nodded, put on his mask again, pointed to the wanted poster on the counter, "Brother Wu, should you give me my bounty?"

"Look at me... I fell in love with Brother Song as soon as I met him, and I almost forgot about this." Wu Feiyi slapped his head and told lies with his eyes open.

At this time, the official on the side came to Wu Feiyi and whispered something.

Wu Feiyi looked surprised, raised his head and asked, "Brother Song, do you want to exchange all the bounty money into gold? If you want it to be easier to carry, why not exchange it into silver notes?"

"A little hobby, I like gold." Han Zhao said in a calm tone.

Wu Feiyi was stunned and said with a smile: "Brother Song is such a wonderful man! But I also like gold."

"Just change half of it into gold." Han Zhao added.

"It's easy, Brother Song, wait a moment." Wu Feiyi smiled and went to get the money himself.

After a while, Wu Feiyi returned to the hall, holding a tray covered with red silk.

He put the tray on the counter and pushed it towards Han Zhao.

Han Zhao opened the red silk and took a look. It was filled with twelve ingots of silver and gold.

Among them, there are thirty ingots of silver ingots and three ingots of gold ingots.
To be continued...