At this moment, the West Gate Tower of the West City.

In a side bedroom, Han Lotian woke up suddenly in his sleep, just now, he had a dream, he was holding an Ak47 looking at the indigenous warriors who were smeared with all kinds of scary camouflage on their faces and approaching step by step, and pulled the trigger suddenly, but the muzzle of the gun was not a bullet, but a bright waterline, the waterline nourished on the shield in the hand of the indigenous warrior, dissolving the paint on the shield, making the strange face painted on the shield gradually distorted, and bright red tears flowed from the eyes of the strange face......

The sound of the horn suddenly sounded outside the door interrupted Han Letian's surreal dream - since the night before yesterday, Han Lotian has taken the two infantry companies stationed in the city gate tower to eat, live and sleep on the West Gate Tower, and sleep at night without untying clothes and clothes, under the marching bed, there are two large wooden boxes, one of which contains an AK47, and under the pillow is a Colt python left @ wheel @ hand @ gun, and both boxes are full of magazines.

Boss Xiao Han, who came to his senses, jumped up from the marching bed with a carp, he quickly stretched his waist a few times, put on big scalp shoes, and swung his fist into the air a few times - tiger and tiger.

Han Lotian has not relaxed his sanda practice since he crossed the Red Mansion, especially after taking the brainwave simulation training class arranged by Nicole for him, Sanda kung fu has improved by leaps and bounds, according to Nicole's evaluation, his sanda kung fu should be able to fight all over the martial arts of the new world.

However, Boss Xiao Han, who was deeply influenced by the world of martial arts novels, didn't believe it very much, but Nicole told him very seriously not to believe in the martial arts world in martial arts novels, which is what boys still don't want to give up the fairy tales of their childhood when they grow up, that is to say, those martial arts and martial arts legends are just adult fairy tales made by adults who don't want to grow up.

Nicole's words were confirmed not long ago - for more than two months, during the training of Boss Xiao Han leading the garrison in the City Gate Tower, he had several martial arts lessons with several company commanders, deputy company commanders, and squad and platoon commanders with the best kung fu in the garrison, and was immediately regarded as a martial arts master by all the officers and soldiers of the garrison, so Boss Xiao Han really believed Nicole's words - "In that era, the so-called martial arts was a joke in front of the real combat hard kung fu of Sanda......"

As soon as Han Lotian stretched his fists and feet, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door, and then the door opened, and a black boy appeared at the door, followed by several middle-aged men, Han Lotian glanced around them, and commanded in a serious voice:

"If there is an enemy in practice, if there is no enemy in war! Everyone, all level 1 on alert, ready to fight! ”

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

These middle-aged men were the company commanders and deputy company commanders who were responsible for the defense of the wooden wall and the west gate in the western section, and they immediately turned around and left to arrange the defense after receiving the order - for this moment, all the officers and men of the garrison had been practicing for more than two months, and now they were just unfolding it at the head of the city and the wooden wall in a step-by-step manner.

The company commanders left on their front feet, and the black boy stepped forward and skillfully put on a tight-fitting armed belt, on which were hung cowhide holsters and cowhide boxes, which contained the bullets of the Colt python, and then bent down to tie cowhide leggings to his calves, and turned around to bring Han Letian a safety helmet made of Teng - this is what each of the soldiers of the garrison wears on their heads.

"Hunter? Nervous? ”

The black boy shook his head, and then nodded, Han Letian knew that this kid was quite good at Chinese, but he was very shy, at the beginning of Xin'ancheng Public School, this kid was able to ask questions with him quite fluently in Chinese Therefore, Han Letian is very smart for this kid, and it is worth spending effort to cultivate.

So after Han Letian inquired, he learned that this black boy was "fished" by a Dutch captain named Lorraine from the sea off the coast of Kupang half a year ago.

It is said that the child was lying on a broken canoe, floating alone on the sea, and had apparently been adrift at sea for some time, when the boy was dying in the sun, and there were several sharks cruising next to him, apparently the sharks were waiting for something.

So Captain Lorraine rescued him onto the ship, and then woke him up with a small half bottle of precious fairy cave milk wine, but Captain Lorraine could not ask the origin of the boy, nor did he know the specific age of the boy - probably no more than twelve.

Of course, Captain Lorraine also knows that there is a group of "fugitive slaves" in this world, who have become slaves of others for various reasons, and then, for various reasons, have lost contact with the slave owners or personal bonds, and thus become free people again.

So Captain Lorraine finally decided to take the black boy to Sin'an City, he knew that Australians had always been very generous in taking children, and not only would Australians refuse to buy a child from an unknown source, but the price they gave was very good—at least they could earn back the money he used to save the boy.

Han Lotian quickly found Xiao Pingguo, the acting principal of Xin'ancheng Public School, who agreed without hesitation to give the boy to Xiao Han's boss as an apprentice, and when Xiao Pingguo asked the reason, Han Lotian pondered for a moment and told Xiao Pingguo that when the boy looked at him with swarthy eyes, he immediately had this idea, because he felt that this child was destined for him, and always reminded him of the past when he was the owner of a supermarket in the county town.

Xiao Pingguo asked curiously about the details, so Han Letian told him a past story of traveling through the old world - in the early summer of that year, as a supermarket owner, he once went to the hot southern capital to buy goods, where he met a black teenager living on the street.

In that city, there have always been many businessmen from black Africa, who bought daily necessities and clothes from the Celestial Empire, including all kinds of defective goods of poor quality and all kinds of second-hand goods, as well as their cheap prices, and then stuffed them into containers and shipped them back to their hometowns, from which they exchanged them for timber and various local products from the jungle and transported back to the prosperous southern capital.

That's right, the city Han Letian is talking about is Guangzhou, the metropolis located at the southern tip of the Oriental continent, once known for its overseas trade.

It was a cool morning, and as soon as Boss Han walked out of the hotel, he met a teenager who told him in half-baked Chinese that he was very hungry and had not eaten a decent meal for two days except for picking up garbage.

So out of sympathy for the boy's situation in a foreign country, he took the boy to the breakfast shop to buy him a few fish cheong fun, the full boy held a few boxes of fish cheong fun in his arms, bowed to Xiao Han's boss, and disappeared into the bustling crowd, but then the black man next to him told him that this boy had AIDS and would not live long.

Since then, Han Letian has never seen this boy again, but he will always appear in his dreams inexplicably, and the child will always look at him intently with swarthy eyes......

Hunter was originally called Hunter, which was the name given by Boss Xiao Han after accepting him as an apprentice, just because of the variation of his voice - this is very common among the locals, and everyone calls him Hunter, so Han Lotian had no choice but to follow the local customs.