Demon Hunter and His Hut

"Kant?"

Hearing the name, Roger was taken aback for a moment, and he looked at the man not far away.

He has short brown hair, about 40 years old, and a very strong body. There is a faint guard in his eyes when he looks at Roger.

"A good name."

While talking, he raised his right hand and handcuffed a silver-white handcuff on his wrist.

"Can you solve it for me?"

"who are you?"

The precaution in the man's eyes did not fade in the slightest, "I saw the scars on your body when I changed your clothes. With so many scars, you are definitely not an ordinary person."

"Wanted criminal or pirate?"

Roger gave a wry smile, "If I were just a hunter, would you believe it?"

"Hunter?" The man obviously didn't believe what Roger said.

He took a deep breath, "For the safety of my family, I'm afraid I can't untie the handcuffs on your hand before I fully understand your identity."

"Please rest assured, Mr. Roger, we will not deliberately embarrass you before we reach the next port. I hope you can understand my approach."

"Ok."

Roger seemed very calm. The scene with the same name seemed familiar, which made Roger's expression stagnant.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Kant."

Roger lay back on the bed, closed his eyes, and silently recovered his mental exhaustion.

The man named Kant didn't expect Roger to be so calm. He opened his mouth and exhorted him before leaving.

"I will bring you some food and rest."

Roger didn't say a word, he heard footsteps upstairs, and then the door closed tightly.

Raising his right hand and looking at the handcuffs hanging on it, Roger thought for a while and still didn't tear it off.

His current physical fitness is too much higher than that of normal people, and a simple handcuffs naturally cannot restrict him.

However, his body was in a mess at this time, and the powerful recovery ability brought by the spinal fluid of the demon bull demon allowed him to recover the scars on his body surface during the drifting process.

But inside the body, the trauma caused by the pale blood still exists.

"It's a mess."

A little light shot into the room from the gap in the hanging window. Roger tried to make a temporary migration, but he didn't know whether it was because the hull was moving or the cooling time of the temporary migration had not passed.

There was no change in the cabin, and in desperation, Roger could only close his eyes and try to meditate.

Kant came to the kitchen, where his wife Holly was preparing lunch, beside Holly, the two children were frolicking and talking.

The eldest daughter Maggie looked at Kant curiously, "Father, is that man awake?"

Obviously, the eldest daughter is very curious about saving a stranger in the sea.

"Prepare some food and I will send it to him."

Kant said to his wife, and when he finished speaking, he looked at the two children next to him, "That man is very dangerous. Don't go near that cabin."

"He looks handsome."

Maggie was about 16 years old and was in adolescence, but she became more curious when she heard what her father said.

"More handsome than Rand on your school football team?"

Little daughter Katie said with a smile.

Maggie's face turned red, and she glared at her sister fiercely. It was obvious that she had an unusual relationship with the young man named Rand.

"I have contacted my colleagues in the police station via satellite phone. They are comparing photos. It will not take long to get the news."

Kant comforted his wife. For whatever reason, he could not die without saving, but the corresponding defense mentality should still be there.

"Did that man really kill a shark?" Maggie asked curiously, looking at the meat in the pot.

"How did he do that?"

"That's a shark!"

Girls like Maggie's age lack sensitivity to danger. In their eyes, it is a cool thing to be able to kill sharks.

But Kant is different. As a senior police officer, he knows better than anyone how difficult it is to do this kind of thing.

"Let's go out and play."

Kant said to the two children.

After the two children were gone, Holly flipped the meat in the pot and glanced at her husband.

"Are you too nervous?"

"It's rare that our family has time to go out and play in the last few days of the holiday, relax, and don't make the children feel nervous."

Kant frowned, but did not speak.

Although the man named Roger was very cooperative and could not see any aggressiveness, Kant could feel an instinctive throbbing when facing that man inexplicably.

He is very clear.

That is fear.

"I hope I think too much."

After speaking, he took away the good food and walked to the underground cabin.

At this time on the deck, the two girls opened their hands and let the sea breeze blow over their cheeks. The youngest daughter Katie walked to the bow of the boat. She reached out and patted the statue on the bow.

It was a weird wooden statue with arms folded and facing straight ahead. Because of the age, the lacquer painted on the surface of the statue peeled off, revealing mottled marks.

Suddenly, it looked as if the whole face had been broken.

The two girls frolicked for a while, Maggie took out her mobile phone and hugged her sister in her arms. The two of them made faces with their backs to the bow of the boat, and captured the moment.

When the two girls were holding their cellphones and discussing the shooting angle, they didn't notice that in the photo, the statue, which was supposed to face them with their backs, unexpectedly showed half of their faces strangely.

The bursting wood grain seems to have cut a scar on the face with a knife!

The journey is always pleasant. The family quickly forgets the episode of saving lives. They chat and take pictures on the deck, enjoying the rare peace.

As night fell, the girls were tired from playing and hugged and fell asleep in the room. The sea breeze was blowing and the water was rippling. Holly's eyes flowed in the shaking, and she hooked her finger to her husband.

In the moonlight, this woman who was originally only in the middle and upper body looked beautiful, and a flame was burning in her heart, and Kant could not hate it and immediately jumped on it.

"The children are still below!"

"They are already asleep."

Holly took the initiative to throw into Kant's arms, but Kant hesitated and kissed his wife's forehead.

"Not today."

"There are others on board."

Kant remained vigilant~www.NovelMTL.com~ Holly murmured a little bit of dissatisfaction, and even glanced under her husband before leaving.

Kant smiled helplessly, he ran around the cabin where Roger was being held, and carefully inspected it.

He intends to stay on all night.

There was silence all around, Kant's eyelids heavier and heavier in the rippling water, sleepiness struck, and he fell asleep unknowingly.

When the cool breeze hit, Kant, who was sleeping, suddenly woke up.

"Fell asleep."

Kant stood up against the wall, but at this moment, he heard a strange noise in the cabin.

Shocked in his heart, Kant took out his pistol and walked along with the sound!

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