HongHuang I am The Demon Kunpeng

At that time, Kunpeng was walking to an arena where no one was fighting. Several people holding a small monitoring enchantment were sitting on the steps, checking the tasks on the Santou.com.

He originally glanced at it casually, but happened to see that young man turned over to a task that had just been set up in Killing City.

The title of the task is quite attractive: one billion, take the head of a 9th-order celestial demon; task address, magic capital; payment method, prepaid 100 million for the order, the task is completed, the full payment is paid, and the order is paid by the party placing the order.

Huang Rong also saw the headline and couldn't help but smile: "Whose handwriting is pretty big."

The young man who was checking the micro-monitoring enchantment probably also knew what she was talking about. He quickly turned his head and glanced at them, and his eyes immediately showed disdain: "For a spirit-rank martial artist, one billion is of course a big deal. But take one. The life of the ninth-order demon, one billion, is not a big deal. Moreover, the advance payment is only 100 million, which is already very stingy. I am afraid that no one will take such a task."

Kunpeng couldn't help but take another look at this young man.

He turned out to be a ninth-order demon!

Killer?

Kunpeng captured his breath, containing a trace of murderous aura that he tried to hide. Perhaps his ability to hide is very strong, and the reason why he has missed something now is probably because this mission has triggered his killing intent.

So he stopped, and squatted down, and his eyes were level with the young man: "Brother, is this mission done by A Liuhui?"

He was looking for words on purpose.

The young man glared at him: "Are you illiterate? The name of the address on this is clearly written, A Liuhui·Killing the City·Neutral Mission. But the words are a little bit smaller. You are also a martial artist, so you won’t even do this. You don’t have the ability to distinguish the characters, right?"

Kunpeng is not annoyed: "Then what do neutral tasks mean?"

"Hmph, don't ask if you don't understand. Isn't there a special waiter by your side? Don't ask her, come and ask me? If you weren't just a warrior, I would like to punch you."

With that said, the young man stood up, put away the portable micro-monitoring enchantment, dropped a contemptuous look, and walked away along the stairs with a swing.

Ding Xiang quickly whispered: "I'm sorry, guest officer. I didn't dare to speak out just now. He is a killer. He often comes to the Sixth Club to pick up tasks and also comes to Casino, so I know him."

"It's okay, do you know what neutral mission is?"

"Neutral missions means that the Sixth Association will not take part in any missions for expressing opinions. It will only take a draw, provide a platform for posting missions, and do nothing else. Whether the two parties that issue the order or the order receive anything, or even break the contract, we will not bear it. responsibility."

"Isn't the task to kill the city hanging out? If you get it, you should have a certain responsibility."

"The responsibility of the neutral task is to only guarantee the timely release within the agreed time. For the order recipient, only guarantee the payment of the money we received. As for other things, such as the order recipient running away, or the ordering person’s release is false We don’t care about tasks."

"Speaking of which, such a task is really not easy to take."

Huang Rong had been meditating, and then suddenly said to Kunpeng: "Brother, you said that in this task just now, the 9th-order celestial demon to be killed was him?"

Kunpeng also immediately thought of Zibi, he has become the opponent of the nine major forces: "No way, externally, he is an eighth rank."

"One person may know that he is Tier Nine."