Rage swelled as Roger clenched the short knife in his right hand, anger almost exploding in his chest, but he took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Although he knew that this was Rip's provocative method, Roger still couldn't control the anger in his heart.

Now that Rip has an injury to his left foot and is barely able to move, he says this and just forces himself to stay and fight with him.

The murderous intent in his eyes became thicker, and even Roger himself didn't notice it, and I don't know when he was no longer so resistant to killing.

Everything before that was intentional to him, including the arrangement of the traps and the choice of route, to be honest, Roger should really be grateful to Sherman, if it weren't for the 3,000 he supported.

Even if he wanted to set some traps, he didn't have the money, at most he just thought about it.

If Rip knew that the trap that hurt him, including the weapon in the hand of the boy opposite, was from Sherman's help, I don't know if he would vomit blood in anger.

Roger cautiously peeked out from behind the tree.

Rip stood in place, he looked even more ferocious after being injured, I don't know if it was an illusion, Roger even felt that the hair on the other party's face became a little more lush.

"I'm underestimating you."

"If I had known that this day would come, I should have come straight to the door and put a gun to your head."

Rip smirked.

"Good luck, if you hadn't lived in Andreine's house, boy, you'd have died a long time ago!"

"If I were you, just hand over that book obediently, and then run as far as you can, otherwise, it won't be long before not only you, but even the family with you will suffer a catastrophe!"

Rip threatened.

Roger's heart shook violently, and after a moment of hesitation, he clenched the short knife in his hand hard.

A weapon like a longsword can't be bought in Bay Town, and the short knife in his hand is already the result of Roger's sweeping of the entire town.

"Sherman sent you, right?"

Roger asked.

"You're smart." Rip graciously admitted.

"Do you know what you're looking for?"

Rip shook his head, "Take money to do things, this is my guideline, as for what it is, it doesn't matter at all, I just need money!" ”

"And Mr. Sherman is a presence you can't provoke." Rip looked apprehensive.

He looked into Roger's gaze as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Adeline is a sheriff, as long as I don't act alone in the future, even if Sherman has money, he can't do anything to me!"

Roger pretended to be tough.

"Money?"

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

"You'll understand."

Speaking of this, Rip suddenly pulled out a mobile phone, "This is a satellite phone, I'm sure Mr. Sherman must be very interested in knowing about you!" ”

With that, he pressed the call button on it.

Roger's face changed suddenly, and after the exchange just now, he could already tell that Rip should not be carrying any guns in his hands.

He had wanted to find out more, but unfortunately, Rip apparently didn't want to continue the conversation.

In desperation, Roger could only attack again.

Rip didn't press the call button, he preferred to complete the task on his own and get the money.

"Hand-to-hand combat?"

A flash flashed in his eyes, "Little one, I will make you realize what true despair is!" ”

Rip's weapon was a short knife the length of a small arm, with a narrow blade and a deep blood groove on the spine, which was so dark that it could not even catch its movement 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, while the muscles of his arm trembled, and his left hand holding the knife slashed down from the bottom up.

The speed of this knife was amazing, Roger held the knife in his right hand, and Rip's attack happened to be stuck in the weak point of his defense and counterattack, so that he could not fully exert his strength.

While!

The two knives collided, and a huge force struck, Roger's body was short, and he was almost knocked to the ground, but he quickly adjusted the posture of his strength, and the power in his body gushed out, and while holding this knife, his body rushed diagonally, and the blade staggered to Rip's ribs!

"This kid!"

Rip was shocked.

Although the technology seems rusty, it seems to be systematically trained, and what surprises him even more is the power transmitted from the other side.

Purely in terms of quantity, there is not much difference from him, you must know that he is now 35 years old, weighs more than 200 pounds, and is in a peak state.

But this boy in front of you?

"Could it be that he has also been exposed to mystical powers?"

Rip was shocked, didn't think much about it, and spun his body to raise his knife to block.

Dangdang!

A series of metal crashes continued, and Roger became more and more excited, many of the skills in the elven short knife technique were displayed by him in the attack, and he gave full play to his mobility, surrounding Rip, flying like a butterfly.

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

Rip was limited in his movements, and he was already exhausted by this time, but at this moment, a low roar was heard in the darkness, and a dark shadow jumped out of the bushes and pounced on Roger's back.

As if he had eyes on his back, Roger moved nimbly, rolled his body to dodge the attack, and then saw the dark shadow in the distance.

A wild wolf with crimson eyes.

The beast didn't seem to see Rip, but only desperately attacked Roger, and at that moment, a hint of determination flashed in Rip's eyes, and he tore off a necklace hanging from his neck, unscrewed it, tilted his head and drank the liquid.

"Ho ......"

A low roar came out of his throat, and Rip's body bulged slightly, and he seemed to forget the pain on the ball of his foot, and raised his short knife to join the fight!

Roger had just dodged the beast's attack, and in the blink of an eye, Rip had come to him, and he raised his knife to block, but this time the power transmitted from the opposite side was far beyond Roger's imagination, and Roger was caught off guard by a knife.

"This guy's strength?"

Roger looked intently, Rip looked like a madman, his beard and hair obscuring his features, revealing only a pair of beastly eyes.

"Is it some mysterious power?"

Roger suddenly became cautious, his pupils shrunk as he focused, and then opened like thin threads, turning into cat-like vertical pupils.

Soon after entering the forest, he took the Night Cat Potion, which allowed him to clearly discern any detail in the dark, and in addition to that, as he focused, his visual abilities were enhanced, and he could even gain a certain degree of dynamic vision.

Everything around him seemed to slow down, Rip's hideous face was approaching, the corner of his eye swept over, and the beast not far away pounced on him again.

Roger lifted the knife and easily found the weak point of Rip's attack, and the power in his body gushed out, and he raised the knife to slash it.

While!

Sparks flew, and the moment the two knives collided, Roger's wrist shook, and the short knife slashed against the opponent's blade, and then all the way up, his body rushed forward, advancing his elbow, and the blade sank into Rip's chest.

At this moment, the fluttering wolf happened to leap into the air, and the usual swift movements became extremely slow, and the blade spun and wrestled Rip's heart.

Roger reflexively drew his knife and slashed over!