If regret was useful, he might have treated Catherine better. Unfortunately … the most useless emotion in the world was regret. Regret could not change the past and would only drag down the future. Provided that Jamie was a member of the mafia and Fatty Jon still had a future.
Saber walked out of the bathroom, shaking the water in his hands. He saw Catherine standing there. Her eyes were filled with tears, not because of fear or terror, but because of the end of her terrible and dark life. Amidst the tears, a ray of light shone in the darkness.
It was Saber who was walking towards her. He was 1.75 meters tall, not handsome, and had a common face. When he smiled, he looked like an old cat. He was the mysterious person she had saved from the brink of death.
She saw Fatty Jon struggling on the rope. She saw all the scenes of him beating her and all the signs of abuse. But it was all in the past. Her suffering, a year of darkness, was over.
"Do you want to save him? Catherine? "
Saber looked at the girl. He squatted down and grinned in front of her eyes. He wiped her tears and whispered, "You can ask me to let him go. After all, if he dies because of you, you might become like me and become a bad person."
"You're not a bad person!"
Catherine blurted out, but she was hesitant. Her 10-year-old brain was unable to keep up with the sudden change. She blindly believed everything Seiber said, and she felt that what Seiber said made sense. She began to consider whether she should save Jon or not.
At that moment, Jon's face was filled with joy. Saber turned to look at him and smirked. He reached out his finger, curled it, and knocked hard on Catherine's head, extinguishing Jon's last hope.
"Catherine, remember! The only way to end hatred and start a new life is to get rid of the old memories. Do you think he will turn over a new leaf if you let him go? Don't be silly. Look at the things on his bedside. How can a guy with a drug addiction and gambling turn over a new leaf? If you let him go, you will only harm another child, a child just like you. "
"Based on what you know about him, do you think he'll turn over a new leaf and find a job that's enough to support him and allow him to take drugs? No, no, no, he will only find another one or two children like you, and even more crazily pledge loyalty to his boss Jamie, in exchange for even more black-hearted money. "
Saber's eyes moved over Catherine's body like a poisonous snake. He stood behind Catherine and placed his hands on her shoulders. He whispered his opinion into the ears of Catherine, who had completely lost her ability to think.
"Furthermore, after this experience, in order to prevent the same thing from happening again, he will only torture the next child even more severely. He might even... kill the child. Furthermore, he will call the police and arrest you and me... He will happily watch the two of us being thrown into prison. Thus... are you still willing to let him go?"
Catherine was frightened. She shook her head violently like a frightened cat.
"I won't!"
"Good child!"
Saber licked his lips and shoved the dagger into Catherine's hands with a malicious expression. "I taught him a lesson for you just now. Now it's your turn. Don't be afraid. This kind of scum shouldn't live in this world. You're doing a good deed. In the ancient East, there's a saying, 'Punishing evil is promoting good'. Erm... it's okay if you don't understand. Anyway, killing a bad person is equivalent to saving a good person."
He stood up and patted Catherine's shoulders.
"Go."
Saber walked out of the room and stood outside the door. He suddenly missed his father's cigar, especially in this terrible environment. He stood there and looked at the dirty darkness. He was waiting for Catherine's decision. He wanted to see what this child would do beside the abyss.
He had experienced almost the exact same thing before. At that time, he chose to end the dark life. He used a fresh life to personally kill the child in his heart so that a new adult soul could rise in his body.
A man would only appear when the boy died.
But after a few minutes, Catherine walked out of the room in a daze. The dagger in her hand was clean and the other hand was holding a somewhat tattered teddy bear. Obviously, she still couldn't make up her mind. She lowered her head.
"I'm sorry, Saber... I... I..."
Seeing this scene, Saber shook his head and reached out to take the dagger back from her hand. He put it back at his waist. After all, she was only a ten-year-old child. It was indeed difficult for her to do all this.
"It's okay, child. Let him suffer for a while."
"Let's go. Let's get out of here."
Saber patted her head and then saw the teddy bear in her hand. "Is this your friend?"
Catherine nodded. This was her only toy. When she was at her most helpless, she hugged it to sleep at night. Just as Saber was about to stand up, Catherine suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of her new clothes with her fingers. She wiped Saber's cheek. It wasn't gentle. This child hadn't learned how to be gentle, but it was much more intimate than before.
"The blood... is not clean."
Saber was stunned for a moment, then revealed a satisfied smile.
Who said there was no gain? Who said there was no value in this matter?
He snorted, turned around, and walked down the stairs. Catherine followed him. She let out a sigh of relief. She turned back to look at the hell that she had lived in for a year. Then, she reached out and took the initiative to hold Seiber's hand. The young man didn't turn back, but the smile on his face became warmer.
The two of them quickly walked out of the rotten stairs. Saber saw the bloodstains on Catherine's clothes. He took off his coat and put it on the little girl. Just like when they came, they sat in the train carriage covered in graffiti and left the damn narrow island.
The scenery outside the window didn't change much. It was still the same cold sunlight that reflected between the tall buildings. The halo made people feel a little drowsy at this time. However, Catherine, who was leaning against Saber, was no longer trembling. She hugged Saber's arm tightly. When the young man turned around, he saw the little girl hugging her tattered teddy bear and falling asleep.
He looked at the girl who was hugging his arm. She was scarily thin and had just woken up from a nightmare. Saber's gaze changed. He looked at the sunlight outside the window. Between the flickering shadows of the speeding train, he seemed to have found the answer to his previous question.
In this life, a person must leave something behind in this world.
Scholars used pens, soldiers used glory, and businessmen used money. What about a person who was reborn and only knew how to solve problems with violence?
Why not leave behind a child who could find a happy life? At least … at least he could be a child's hero.
At four o 'clock in the afternoon, Saber brought Catherine back to the Old Gun Bar. Catherine put on his coat and held Saber's hand. She looked timidly at the big old sign in front of her and followed Saber inside.
The agreement had been signed long ago. In the whole bar, only Pops was busy. He didn't know about the thrilling things Saber had done in the past few hours. The old man seemed to be in a good mood. He was humming an old song as he tidied up the glasses. When he saw Saber open the door and walk in, Pops shouted.
"Hey, damn lazy bum, where did you go? Come help me tidy up these things. We're going to see Robin tonight … Wait, who is this girl? "
Saber shrugged.
"Mine …"
"I'm … I'm his sister. My name is Catherine Anne Hawk!"
Catherine, who had been silent all this time, took the initiative to speak. Her voice was a little shaky, but it was much louder than before. Her hand that was holding Saber's hand had already clenched into a fist. Saber raised an eyebrow and patted Catherine's head. He didn't refute this statement that was full of loopholes.
However, Pops was an old man. He glanced at Catherine's arm that was covered with bandages, her thin face, and the small wound on her cheek. He guessed most of what had happened. The old man sighed.
But he was a sharp-tongued person, so he emphasized his words. He held the pipe in his mouth and looked at Saber mockingly.
"Tsk tsk, you lazy bum have learned to do good … But bastard, do you have money? You don't have a single cent. How are you going to feed her? Do you want an old man like me to earn money to feed a little girl? "
"Hey, old man, don't forget that you still owe me 50,000 US dollars!"
Saber lazily stretched out his finger and waved it in front of Pops. Pops choked and immediately choked. The old man snorted and threw the rag in his hand on the bar. He walked over and stood in front of Catherine.
The little girl was a little scared as she looked at the white-haired old man. But soon, she saw a gentle smile on her father's face that was as sharp as a knife. He took Catherine's hand from Seiber's hand and said to the young man, "Don't worry, I'm sorry.
"Go! Before the girl and I come back, clean this place … Otherwise, I'll drive you out, you lazy bum! You're still my buddy now! "
Then he said to Catherine,
"Come, little girl. Grandpa will take you to buy some clothes. Girls should learn to treat themselves better. You can't wear these cheap things. Hmm, use your brother's money. I don't think he'll refuse, right, Saber?"
The young man who had already picked up the rag pointed his middle finger at Pops. Then he watched Pops bring the unwilling Catherine to the old pickup outside the door. The corner of his mouth curved, but quickly returned to normal. He began to tidy up the glasses that Pops didn't finish. As he worked, he hummed a strange, tuneless song.
There were a lot of things that happened today. He killed four people, and his hatred with Jamie was irreconcilable. He also left a fat man who should have gone to hell to die. Finally, he saved a little girl from the dark hell. Hmm, this was a good thing.
"Gentlemen, I like to do good things!"
Saber wiped the last glass clean and threw the rag in his hand on the table. Then he spread his hands and shouted in the empty bar, "Doing good things makes me happy!"
His voice echoed back and forth in the empty bar like a lunatic. But no matter what, he finally had a third friend in this strange world.
He saved Pops, Robin who he saved, and Catherine who he also saved.
He was no longer lonely … This was a good start for his new life.
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