Demon Hunter and His Hut

　　 Anger surged, Roger squeezed the short knife in his right hand, his anger almost exploded in his chest, but he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

　　 Although it was clear that this was Rip's aggressive strategy, Roger still couldn't control the anger in his heart.

　　 Now Rip’s left foot is injured and he has almost no ability to move. He said so, just forcing himself to stay and fight him hard.

　　 The murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger, and even Roger himself didn't notice. I don't know when he started, he no longer resisted killing.

　　 Everything he did was intentional, including the arrangement of traps and the choice of route. To be honest, Roger should really thank Erman if he didn't have the 3000 yuan he supported.

　　 Even if he wants to set up some traps, he doesn't have money, so he just thinks about it at best.

　　 If Rip knew that the traps that hurt him, including the weapons in the hands of the young man on the opposite side, came from Sherman's help, I don't know if he would vomit blood with anger.

　　 Roger showed his figure carefully from behind the big tree.

　　 Rip stood where he was. After being injured, he looked even more cruel. I don't know if it was an illusion. Roger even felt that the hair on the opponent's face had become more luxuriant.

　　 "I really underestimated you."

　　 "I knew that this day would come, I should go straight to the door and put a gun on your forehead."

　　 Ruipu grinned.

　　 "Good luck, if you didn't live in Andrine's house, boy, you would have died long ago!"

　　 "If I were you, I would hand over the book obediently, and then run as far as possible, otherwise, it won't take long. Not only you, but the family that lives with you will be destroyed!"

　　 Rip threatened.

　　 Roger's heart shook fiercely, and after a moment of hesitation, he firmly squeezed the short knife in his hand.

　　 Weapons like long swords cannot be bought in Bay Town. The short knife in his hand is already the result of Roger's sweep of the entire town.

　　 "Sherman sent you here, right?"

　　 Roger asked.

　　 "You are very smart." Rip admitted generously.

　　 "Do you know what you are looking for?"

　　 Rip shook his head, "Take money to do things. This is my rule. As for what, it doesn't matter at all, I only want money!"

　　 "And Mr. Sherman is an existence you can't provoke." Rip looked lingering.

　　 He looked at Roger as if he was looking at a dead person.

　　 "Andrin is the sheriff. As long as I don't act alone in the future, no matter how rich Sherman is, he can't do anything to me!"

　　 Roger pretended to be tough.

　　 "Money?"

　　 Rip sneered, "Your ignorance is ridiculous, little guy, this world is big and big, and there are too many existences that you can't understand."

　　 "You will understand."

　　 Speaking of this, Rip suddenly took out a cell phone, "This is a satellite phone, I believe Mr. Sherman must be willing to hear about you!"

　　 said, he pressed the call button on it.

　　 Roger's face changed abruptly. After communicating just now, he could already judge that Rip should not be carrying any guns in his hands.

　　 He originally wanted to test out more news, but unfortunately, Rip obviously didn't want to communicate anymore.

　　 In desperation, Roger could only attack again.

　　 Rip did not press the call button. He wanted to complete the task independently and then get the money.

　　 "Close combat?"

　　 There was a sudden flash in his eyes, "Little guy, I will let you realize what true despair is!"

　　Rip’s weapon is a short knife with forearm length. The blade is long and narrow. There is a deep blood trough on the spine of the knife. The whole body is dark, and it can't even capture its trajectory in the dark.

　　 The moment Roger rushed in front of him, Rip suddenly moved. He took a step forward with his right foot, exerting force in his waist and abdomen, and at the same time the muscles of his arm tremble, and the left hand holding the knife chopped from bottom to top.

　　 The speed of this knife is amazing. Roger is holding the knife in his right hand. Rip's attack happens to be stuck in the weak point of his defense and counterattack, which prevents him from fully exerting his power.

when!

The two knives collided and a huge force struck. Roger was short and almost fell to the ground. However, he quickly adjusted the posture of exerting force. The force in his body gushed out, while holding the knife, The body rushed diagonally, the blade staggered and pierced Ripu's ribs!

　　 "This kid!"

　　 Rip was shocked.

　　 Although the technique looks unfamiliar, it seems to have been systematically trained. What surprised him even more was the power transmitted from the opposite side.

　　 is a purely quantitative competition, and he is not much different from him. You must know that he is now 35 years old, weighing more than 200 kilograms, and is in a peak state.

　　 Can you see this boy?

　　 "Is he also exposed to mysterious power?"

　　 Rip was shocked, unable to think too much, his body turned and raised the knife to block.

　　Dangdang!

A series of metal crashing sounds continued, and Roger became more and more excited when he was hitting. Many skills in the wizard's short swordsmanship were displayed by him during the attack. He gave full play to his mobility and surrounded Rip, flying like a butterfly. With.

　　 But every flap of the wings brings a blade of death.

　　Rip was restricted in movement, and was already exhausted at this time, but at this moment, there was a low growl in the darkness, and a black shadow jumped out of the bushes and rushed towards Roger's back.

　　 Like long eyes on his back, Roger moved flexibly, his body rolled to avoid the attack, and then he saw the dark shadow in the distance.

　　 A wild wolf with scarlet eyes.

The beast didn't seem to see Rip, but just launched an attack desperately at Roger. At this moment, a trace of determination flashed in Rip's eyes, and he tore off a necklace hanging around his neck~www.wuxiahere.com~ twisted He turned his head and drank the liquid.

　　 "Hey..."

　　 There was a low growl in his throat, Rip's body slightly bulged, he seemed to forget the pain on the sole of his foot, and he picked up the short knife and joined the battle!

Roger had just avoided the beast's attack. In the blink of an eye, Rip was already in front of him. He held a knife to block, but this time the power passed from the other side far exceeded Roger's imagination. Unprepared to prevent him, Roger was slashed. Retreat.

　　 "The power of this guy?"

　　 Roger fixed his eyes, Rip was crazy, his beard and hair covered his facial features, only a pair of beast-like pupils were exposed.

　　 "Is it some kind of mysterious power?"

　　 Roger suddenly became cautious, his attention was concentrated, his pupils shrank slightly, and then pulled apart like thin lines, turning into cat-like vertical pupils.

Soon after entering the forest, he took the night cat potion, and he could clearly distinguish any details in the dark. In addition, as his concentration was concentrated, his visual ability would be strengthened, and he could even gain a certain amount of Degree of dynamic vision.

　　 Everything around seemed to slow down, Rip's ferocious face was constantly approaching, the light from the corner of his eye swept away, and the beast not far away rushed at him again.

　　 Roger raised the knife and easily found the weak point of Rip's attack. The power in his body surged, and he lifted the knife and slashed away.

when!

　　 Sparks flew in all directions. At the moment when the two knives collided, Roger's wrist trembled, and the short knife slid against the opponent's blade, and then all the way up, his body rushed forward, raising his elbow, and the blade fell into Rip's chest.

　　 And at this moment, the flying wolf happened to leap into the air, and his usual swift movement became extremely slow at this time, and the blade's rotation wrecked Rip's heart.

　　 Roger turned his knife back and swiped it!