Demon Hunter and His Hut

"laugh!"

The short knife pierced into the soft abdomen of the wild wolf, and then slashed all the way, the disgusting stench spread out, and the internal organs of the wild wolf splashed out like a flood.

Before landing, he was completely dead.

The whole action was completed in one go, and in just a few seconds, Roger was like a cook who solves a cow, looking for the impossible from the subtle, and solved the target with two swords.

After doing all this, Roger's spirit relaxed, and the extremely slow strange feeling disappeared. Before he had time to marvel, an uncontrollable soreness gushed out of his eyes.

Tears welled up.

"Bang!"

Rip fell to the ground clutching his chest, some strength on his body subsided, his crazy long hair and beard gradually returned to normal, looking at the boy standing with a knife in front of him, Rip struggled to spit out the last sentence.

"Mr. Sherman won't let you go."

"Haha, I'm waiting for you below!"

After speaking, he spit out a mouthful of blood, and completely breathed out.

"call……"

Roger also let out a breath and sat on the ground leaning against a big tree. He looked at the short knife in his hand. The original sharp blade was full of gaps. If you look closely, you can even see the cracks on the knife.

"It's completely scrapped after one use."

Shaking his head helplessly, Roger desperately hopes to get a real weapon.

A weapon belonging to a witcher.

After resting for a while, Roger stood up with the support of the tree.

Although the battle just now was short, it consumed almost all of Roger's energy. For this battle, he made a lot of preparations, and some of them didn't even come in handy.

Before Sherman sent the others, Roger temporarily relieved himself of the crisis, but instead of making him easy, it added a lot of urgency.

"Sherman will only be stronger than this guy, and that Ivy..."

"I don't know what level they are."

After this battle, Roger was able to integrate the skills he had absorbed before, and more importantly, he clearly felt his own strength, which was not a star and a half compared to being stronger on the island.

Strength and skill are steadily improving, and most importantly, mentality.

Looking at the corpse under his feet, Roger sighed softly.

This was his second murder. Unlike the first passive, this time Roger became very active. Before the other party did not do anything, he took the initiative to set a trap. The time and place were carefully arranged by him.

In the dark environment, the sight of ordinary people will definitely be affected, but Roger took the night cat medicine, coupled with the plot of the trap, it can be said that he has the upper hand, but even so, it is not easy for him to win. .

"I still have a lot to improve..."

To be honest, Roger prefers the orthodox long sword to the elf short sword. Maybe after raising the general swordsmanship to a higher level, new skills will be unlocked?

"The next step is to deal with the corpse."

The wolf is okay, the heart and eyes can be used as alchemy materials, but this guy...

Roger was worried for a moment.

Hiding a corpse is a problem that all murderers need to face. If one is not handled properly, it will lead to terrible consequences.

Although this world has extraordinary power, the power of the world cannot be underestimated. Roger seems to be very strong now, but he is still unable to withstand the long guns and short guns.

"Should you disguise him as a beast to attack?"

Roger's eyes lit up, but he quickly rejected the idea. The other party had some stab wounds, especially the one that pierced his heart.

The corpse was exposed in the wild, and Roger didn't know how many days it would take to be eaten up by the beasts. Once he was discovered by others before that...

In addition, Roger also noticed a problem. When the opponent was fighting with him, the wolf that jumped out of the bushes only attacked him from the beginning to the end.

If there is no connection between the two, Roger will never believe it.

This also proves a problem from the side. Sherman must be inseparable from the recent wolf attack, but I don't know if there is any shadow of Ivy behind it.

According to Andreen, although Ivy sent a lawyer to investigate Kant's case, she herself didn't show up after that, and she didn't know where she went.

Except for the wild wolves attracted by special means, in fact, there is no trace of any beasts in the periphery of the entire forest. If Roger just threw the other party's body in the wilderness.

He was very worried that those wild wolves would ignore his corpse as before.

Although very few people have set foot here, there are still occasional rangers passing by, and it is too dangerous to just leave it in the wild.

Although the connection between Sherman and the wolf attack was confirmed, Roger still had one thing he didn't quite understand. Sherman's son Bob was also at the scene of the incident that day.

No matter how crazy this guy is, he won't even want to kill his own son, right?

Or does he have something similar to keep these beasts from attacking his son?

Roger thought silently, he felt that he was not far from the truth of the matter.

In order to make it easier to enter the woods during the day to make arrangements, Roger once made an excuse to let Greg find trouble with the other party. It is not difficult to infer from Greg's attitude that this guy should be a raw face.

"Would you like to bury him?"

"But where should it be buried?"

After thinking about it, Roger's mind flashed, and he suddenly thought of an excellent place.

"What better place to bury the dead than a grave?"

Carefully disposing of the surrounding traces, Roger took off the wolf's heart and eyes, and then carried the corpse on his back and walked towards the wooden house.

For the 200-pound body, it was almost impossible for Roger to carry it on his back or drag it, but now it is heavy, but it is not unacceptable.

Roger naturally walked extremely slowly with the weight on his body, and it was late at night when he arrived at the cabin in the woods.

Looking for a shovel from the house, Roger looked for an open space, lowered his head and digged. He was very strong, and soon a deep pit appeared in front of him.

Before throwing the corpse, he suddenly thought of a question. After groping from top to bottom, he found a wallet and a car key. As for the short knife before, Roger had already put it away.

The knife was far superior to the cheap Roger used, and the weight and length were just right.

It's just a pity that it can't be exposed for a short time.

After doing all this, Roger dragged the corpse and planned to push it into the pit, but at this moment, a calm voice suddenly came from behind him.

"What are you doing?"

"Buried?"

A cold air rushed over his head, and Roger's hair stood on end. For a moment, he only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest!

"Someone found it!"

"How to do?"

"what do I do?"

Roger tried his best to remain calm, but when he thought of the terrible consequences after the incident, he couldn't calm down.

He wanted to turn back, but his neck seemed to be rusted, he turned around stiffly and looked intently.

In the darkness, a figure appeared in front of him.