The food in front of him is precious, and the little boy wearing a hat looks at the bread and saliva and swallows it, for food, he can still insist on it or not, but the body of ordinary people has not been transformed by blood and dust.

I picked up the bread and handed it to him, and the little boy hesitated for a moment before he walked slowly with his head down, but the older boy immediately stopped him.

"Jamie! This is a guest, why are you still ignorant! ”

The little boy was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned around and ran away.

"You don't have to say him so loudly." I feel sorry for this little boy.

"This is the most basic etiquette, don't look at the poor life we live now, one day we will always enter the upper class, wear nice clothes, eat good food, so etiquette is very important!"

The boy said very confidently,

"Moreover, Daddy John taught us that not accepting food from others will wear down our fighting spirit to survive, make us weaker and weaker, and the next time, we will think about the second time, which is the inferior nature of human beings, and if we develop this bad habit, we will achieve nothing in the future."

Hearing this, I felt a burst of surprise, this young man said that the head is the Tao, that little heart, has grown extremely strong, and I am ashamed of myself.

I nodded, and could no longer look at them with sympathy,

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'm not hungry now, you might as well keep the bread for yourselves."

But the young man was a little embarrassed,

"Are you really not hungry?"

I nodded again, "You know, I'm a hunter, and hunters don't have a high need for food, and they can go days without eating. ”

He hesitated, but chose to believe me, and stood at the door and shouted,

"Jamie, tell everyone to come over and eat bread!"

Several children ran in quickly, and the boy gave all the bread to his younger brothers and sisters, and did not leave a little for himself, although he was distressed, but he was even more impressed with him, and this child must have something to do in the future.

"What's your name?" I asked with interest.

"My name is Allen, my father is French, and my mother is Chinese, but I don't know where they are now, maybe they are already in heaven."

Alan watched his younger siblings finish the bread and smiled softly, not saddened by what had happened to him.

If you look closely, Alan does have a half-breed face, which is somewhat similar to Victor, and he will definitely be a man with beauty and talent in the future.

"My companion, also a hunter, his father is British, and his mother is also Chinese."

Thinking of this, I suddenly realized that in the past, the British branch chose Victor's father, Captain Namiou, to escort Dr. Soth back to China, perhaps because his wife was of Chinese descent.

Alan was visibly surprised and seemed to have found common ground between the two,

"Really, is he amazing?"

I nodded,

"Very powerful, the captain of our squad, very smart, can do a lot for the squad, even if it endangers your own safety, you will protect the team members, just like you love your younger brothers and sisters."

Alan smiled happily, very warmly, very sunny.

We talked a lot together, and the younger kids listened quietly as I told the story of the hunter.

I don't want to dwell on it here, these children are innocent, and I want to make them trust and hope for the future and the hunters.

Speaking of the hard life now, Alan shook his head,

"Compared to the hardships of our lives, it is not easy for you hunters, every time you go on a mission, you have to face those infected people, it is life-threatening, we are only worried about whether we can eat enough, and whether we can sleep or not."

I laughed too, this kid is really very sensible, it is unbelievable, he seems to be talking to a wise man, and he can give me great inspiration.

"You hunters have so many skills."

One of the little boys spoke,

"Can we let Daddy John live a little longer, he's very old, and we don't want to see him leave this world."

For such a request, I was stunned at first, and I didn't feel funny, but inexplicably moved, of course I can't continue the life of ordinary people, that's something that only gods can do.

What I can do is to hunt as many infected people as possible in order to make their lives more stable.

At this moment, there was a sound of the door opening outside the house, and the children all got up from the ground, and turned back, and it turned out that it was Uncle John who had returned, and he looked at the little boy who had just spoken, and obviously heard his words.

Then he smiled at him and asked them to go out and play and not disturb my rest again.

The children looked at me and were a little reluctant, but at Allen's urging, they all walked out of the inner room, and soon Alan was left alone.

Uncle John smiled awkwardly and shook his head,

"Children are not sensible, don't care."

"Don't say that, they're stronger than I thought!"

Allen also looked quite proud when he translated this sentence.

"Old man John, what about the patient you are talking about!"

Another old voice sounded in the outhouse, presumably the old doctor.

Alan ran outside and brought him in, and he had already changed his clothes and hid the bloody uniform under the bed.

Taking off his shirt, the knife wounds on his back and waist and abdomen did not heal under the effect of Qimang Blood Dust, presumably Qimang Blood Dust has reached its limit and needs time to recover.

The wound has been blistered white by the river, and the flesh on both sides has turned out a little, which can be described as shocking, and the old doctor said that it must be sterilized and sutured as soon as possible.

I nodded and told them to do it their own way.

The old doctor took out the needle and thread, and poured the soju over the wound.

The burning pain tormented my nerves, and Alan turned pale with fright, and I gritted my teeth and tried to squeeze a smile out of him, and I couldn't help but scream in front of him.

That would shatter their vision of the hunter, their hope for hope.

After wiping the dirt around the wound with hot water, and applying the dark brown liquid to the wound, the old doctor took out the needle and thread and began to stitch up the wound for me.

With each stitch, my nerves twitched, and I gritted my teeth, admitting that I was infected by Alan's strength, and that the hunters, as their heroes, must not succumb to this pain.

And I now represent the image of the Hunter, although the moment I fled the headquarters, I was no longer part of the Hunt Squad.

I don't know how time passes, my spirit is completely attracted by the stinging pain of stitches and threads, and by the last step, the sweat on my forehead has already wet the pillow.

Alan walked up to me, a little unbearable,

"It hurts."

I smiled and nodded, not denying it,

"What about the pain, you can endure it if you can, and you can scream if you can't bear it, but some people can scream, and some people can't."

For this sentence, Alan was thoughtful.

The broken bone of the wrist, this old doctor has no better way, according to ordinary medicine, it must be operated on, and it can only be fixed first.

After getting these things done and sending the old doctor away, the children outside suddenly ran in,

"There are a lot of soldiers outside, along the river, house by house, going in, as if they are looking for something, and they are coming to us soon!"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but feel a panic, after all, I was looking for it.

This move was seen by Uncle John, who showed a puzzled look.

"They probably came for me!"

In such a situation, I could only tell the truth, I got up and wanted to leave, but suddenly I was confused, and I got up too fast, causing a brief hypoglycemia in the brain.

Alan hurriedly stepped forward to hold me up, only to see Uncle John bow his head and think for a moment, and then said to Allen,

"Take him to the back and find something broken for him to fix."

Then he turned around and took off the hat from Jamie's head with one hand, and quickly brought it to my head, and with the help of Alan, he left the inner room, and quickly came to the back room, found a wooden chair, and brought a hammer,

"Pretend."

I took the hammer and started pounding the wooden chair.

And at this time, a very rough voice sounded outside the door,

"Old man John! Are you there! "The soldier has come to me.

"What's the matter?" Uncle John opened the door and walked out.

"Recently, you were patrolling downstream, and you noticed that there were people floating in the river?"

"People! Oh my God, who dares to jump into the Meath these days, it can't be! ”

"Hmph, you have to tell the truth, we are looking for an important big person, the bounty is not small, and we will not worry about food and clothing for a lifetime!"

"Big shot!? Sky! If he kills himself, then he can't jump into the Mees, this is a terrible thing, the river water pollution is a big deal! ”

"The river water is not polluted, the water is filtered every three days, this is not a suicide, but absconding, are you sure you don't see it?"

Uncle John didn't answer immediately, he must have shook his head in denial, and made a full expression,

"You don't believe me!? Who doesn't know that my John's daddy's credit is notoriously good! ”

"Where's these kids of yours!?"

I heard a group of children shouting that they didn't see it, and Alan also spoke,

"We used to play by the river and didn't see anything floating on the river."

"Hey! This is strange, all the way down, all the way down, all said that I didn't see it, so in this way, the regular procedure still has to go, let's just go into the house and take a look. ”

Speaking of this, I became nervous, and I heard several complicated footsteps walking into the house, but Uncle John did not say anything to stop him, and if he did, it would make the other party even more suspicious.

I pounded the wooden chair with a hammer, completely covered my fixed left wrist with my long sleeves, and pressed my hat down again, enduring the sharp pain in my wrist bone, and pretended to be very skilled in repairing the wooden chair.