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Chapter 209

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"Surrender?" Han Jin smiled faintly, glanced at Hogan, and then turned his gaze to the sky, where a large group of gargoyles was still circling.

Sassoux was not only a magician, but also a bard. From the bottom of his heart, he preferred the latter. Ever since he was very young, he had developed a strong interest in all kinds of stories. Magnificent legends and dangerous adventures would make people addicted to them and unable to extricate themselves. He worshipped those heroes who left behind magnificent poems and fantasized that he could become one of them. Even if it was just a supporting role, he would be satisfied.

It was a pity that Sassoux did not see this scene, otherwise, he might be even more excited than Sunier.

While walking with the girl and chatting casually, the girl suddenly ran to the side of the road, picked up a handful of snow, and rubbed it hard on her face.

"What are you doing?" Sassoux asked in surprise.

"If mother sees the wound on my face, she will be heartbroken." The young girl rubbed her face even harder. However, the weather was already very cold, and the young girl was wearing very little. Her face was already red from the cold, and now she was using ice and snow to rub her face. She really could bear to do it, but looking at her grimacing face, it was obviously not a good feeling.

Then the girl ran back, pointed at her face, and asked seriously, "Can you still see it now?"

Sassoux looked at her carefully. There were five black fingerprints on the girl's face, and it was obvious from the bright red on her cheeks.

Before Sassoux could speak, the girl suddenly saw the bruises on her arm. She screamed, turned around, and ran back to rub her arm with snow.

"Bad guy …"

"Damn it …"

The girl murmured as she rubbed. She chose to silently endure the violence, but this did not mean that she did not hate Roland. It was just that for various reasons, she did not dare to show it.

Sassoux suddenly remembered that he had the Recovery Scroll, which was made by Yalina and the other deacons. He quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't bother. Come here, I have a way."

The girl stood up doubtfully, blowing hot air into her palms as she walked toward Sassoux. Her hands were as red as her face from the cold.

Sassoux threw out the scroll, and a white light appeared out of nowhere and hit the girl. The girl suddenly screamed, "No …"

Sassoux was startled, but the scroll had already taken effect, so he could not take it back. "What's wrong?"

"I … I don't have money …" the girl said timidly.

Sassoux did not know whether to laugh or cry. "I'm not asking you for money! What are you afraid of? "

"You don't want money?" A hint of vigilance appeared in the girl's eyes. She quietly retreated a little and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

This sense of vigilance was unnecessary and somewhat hurtful, but it wasn't without reason. Ever since her family became poor, some people had helped her, but they all had similar intentions. Dauncy, who had beaten her up today, was a classic example. She would rather die than submit, so Dauncy had changed his mind and was always looking for opportunities to make things difficult for her. The dangerous environment made her mature early. She thought that she had seen through the world and that there must be a return for a sacrifice. Because of this, she subconsciously classified Sassoux as one of those people.

As a matter of fact, the girl lived at the bottom of society and only came in contact with some people with little power. Her understanding was too one-sided. Not everyone would be stingy when the things she paid were insignificant, and not everyone would take a fancy to her beauty, at least not Cessacioun.

Sunier and Yalina were both peerless beauties, and so were Julia and Edwina. Although he would not have much interaction with them, he had seen enough of them to have a higher standard. Ordinary women could not move him at all. In fact, this was also a kind of misfortune. Which outstanding woman did not have a bunch of competitors around her? Sassoux's future marriage was destined to be a difficult struggle.

Sassoux shrugged. "Hurry up and go. Our captain is still waiting for me." He saw the change in the girl's expression and decided to make things clear. Our captain asked me to send you off, so you don't have to worry.

"Oh," the girl replied softly. Then, she remembered something. "You have to be careful! Dauncy's uncle is not a good person! "

"Him?" Sassoux sneered. "He dares!"

"Is your captain … very powerful?" the girl asked tentatively.

"In this Isolated Cliff City, there shouldn't be anyone more powerful than him." Sassoux smiled. He dared to say this because he was full of confidence in Han Jin. When he first met Han Jin, what kind of strength did Han Jin have? What kind of strength did Han Jin have now?! He believed that his words would come true.

"Bullsh * t!" The girl shook her head. "How could your captain be more powerful than Master Dwightsteel and Master Winston?"

"You know Dwightsteel and Winston?"

"Of course I know them. Who in Isolated Cliff City doesn't know them?!"

"Do you know who came out to help you today?"

"…" The girl blinked her big eyes. She didn't understand what Cessacioun meant.

"In the end, one of them was Dwightsteel, and the other was Winston."

The young girl was ashamed and ashamed. She rarely boasted, nor did she have the chance to boast. Today, she finally had the chance to improvise, but she was exposed on the spot. That feeling … She wished she could drill into the snow and never come out again.

"Haha … let's go." Sassoux smiled.

The girl's words were noticeably quieter. After walking for about half an hour, she pointed at a large courtyard in front of them and said softly, "That's my home."

Sassoux was surprised. From the girl's clothes, she must be very poor, but that courtyard was not something a poor family should have.

"That's your home?"

"Yes."

"Why don't you sell the courtyard, and then … Sorry, I don't mean anything by it, it's just that …"

"I understand," the girl said in a low voice. The girl said in a low voice, "It's Mommy who doesn't want to sell it. Mommy said that Daddy grew up here, and Daddy's shadow is everywhere. Also … Mommy never believed that Daddy had really left us. She always said that Daddy would come back sooner or later. If we really sold the yard, Daddy wouldn't be able to find us."

"Your dad is a mercenary?"

"Yes." The girl nodded slightly. "You men … all like to lie, right?"

"What … What do you mean?" Sassoux couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Dad was so good to me, but he also lied to me! He said … he said that he was going to take one last mission to save money for my dowry, but … but he … "The girl couldn't finish her sentence, and two streams of tears flowed out of her eyes.

Sassoux sighed softly. The 'last' mission was very inauspicious. Of course, there were unique reasons for it. If a mercenary who was about to retire could still be tempted by a mission, then the rewards of the mission would be huge, but the danger would also be very high. It also determined that the death rate would be ridiculously high. An image flashed across Sassoux's mind. In a bar, an old mercenary with weathered hair promised, "Okay, this is my last mission!" Under normal circumstances, most of the people who said this would never come back.

The girl had already walked to the door. She turned back and said, "You … Come in and have a drink. I don't have anything else to entertain you at home. I hope you won't laugh at me."

"No …" Sassoux was just about to refuse when he suddenly realized that something was wrong. There were many messy footprints in the snow near the door, and the footprints were very big. The girl said that only she and her mother lived here. Whose footprints were these?!

The door was suddenly pushed open, and Cromwell's figure appeared in the door. He grabbed the girl's hair and dragged her in.

Sassoux was furious. He never dreamed that Cromwell would be so bold, even to the point of madness. He actually dared to make a move on the girl. Just then, two figures appeared beside him, and a shiny dagger was placed on his neck, one from the front and one from the back. "Kid, don't move!"

Sassoux's body stiffened. He was here to send someone off, and wasn't prepared for battle at all. This was a mage's Achilles' heel, and also an unavoidable one, because a person couldn't live in a state of tension forever. Moreover, the two bandits were of a higher grade than Sassoux. It was too easy for them to subdue the unprepared Sassoux.

Cromwell sneered. The two bandits pushed Sassoux into the door, and a few mercenaries from the Mercenary Association closed the door tightly. The girl was still struggling and screaming. Cromwell was annoyed, and kicked the girl's lower abdomen. The girl's originally bright red cheeks suddenly turned pale, and her body shrank to the ground bit by bit. Her small mouth opened wide, but no sound came out.

Cromwell grabbed the girl's hair again and dragged her into the main hall. Dauncy and a few mercenaries were sitting inside, and a white-haired old lady was squatting weakly in the corner.

Seeing the girl being dragged into the hall, the old lady suddenly charged over with strength she didn't know she had. "Let go of my daughter! What are you doing … "

From the moment the girl's figure appeared, Dauncy had been staring at her with a venomous gaze. The old lady's cries finally ignited his anger. He stood up abruptly, picked up the stool he was sitting on, and smashed it at the back of the old lady's head. This wasn't the main street, and he could do whatever he wanted. Besides, they were here to kill, so what did he have to worry about?!

With a bang, the old lady was already sick. How could she withstand it? She was knocked unconscious on the spot, but Dauncy had no intention of letting go. Instead, he picked up the stool even more viciously and smashed it down. Bam … bam … In just a few hits, the old lady's head had been split open, and blood gushed out and covered the ground.

"Mother …" The girl jumped up as if she had been electrocuted. Her hair was disheveled, and she bared her fangs and brandished her claws like a lunatic as she pounced forward.

Dauncy revealed a sinister smile and swung the stool back at the girl. A frightening sound of impact rang out as the stool landed heavily on the girl's chest. The girl's entire body swayed and spun for a while before she fell to the ground on all fours, blood flowing out of her nose and mouth.

"Mother … Mother …" The girl used all her strength to flip herself over and struggled to crawl toward the old lady.

"Tie her up and gag her. Don't let her scream," Cromwell said coldly.

Seeing this scene, Sassoux trembled with anger. He gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Are you … still human?"

"Haha …" Cromwell laughed but didn't say anything.

At that moment, the door to the hall was pushed open again, and a mercenary rushed in. "Sir, bad news!"

"What?" Cromwell was stunned.

"In the sky … there are a lot of gargoyles in the sky. They seem to be heading toward the arena!" The mercenary said while panting. "All the mercenaries in the city are rushing over with weapons. Sir, we …"

Cromwell pondered for a moment. "Sir Juventus is in the arena, so he should be fine. Besides … haha, isn't it good for us to have everyone's attention attracted?" After saying that, Cromwell's gaze turned to Sassoux, sizing him up with interest. "Kid, aren't you going to introduce yourself?"

Sassoux's face was ashen, and he only looked at Cromwell coldly.

"I won't waste words with you," Cromwell said slowly. "Tell me, where did that girl run off to?"

"What girl?"

"Don't look for trouble!" Cromwell's face darkened. "I'm talking about that girl! The one who claims to be the heir to Morgan & Co. "

Sassoux was stunned, but he quickly sorted out some things. In fact, Sassoux was a smart person, but he didn't show his intelligence when he was always with Han Jin and the others.

"So … you've been looking for us," Sassoux said coldly.

"It's good that you understand."

"I wonder what you're interested in? Is it that girl? Or the seal of the heir? "

"Both of them." Cromwell laughed. "I've answered what I should. Now it's your turn to answer my question. Where is Miss Qi Li now?!" Today, he had been humiliated so badly that he had no face left. Coupled with the mission he was shouldering, he had enough reasons to settle the score with Han Jin, both publicly and privately!

It was fate. If he hadn't walked on that street, he wouldn't have met his nephew. At this moment, he was already helping Ewing maintain order in the duel arena. When he saw Han Jin show his prowess, only he knew how much courage he would have to carry out the mission. Unfortunately, he had walked on the same street as Han Jin!

A year ago, Morrisons and the others were just ordinary mercenaries. According to common sense, it was impossible for there to be any great changes in a year. Therefore, although there were some doubts in his heart, Cromwell still made a self-righteous conclusion. These little guys only met Gibran and the others by chance. This was also the reason why he could maintain his confidence and speak with a condescending attitude.

Sassoux was silent, thinking about countermeasures in his mind.

"Kid, there's no need to throw your life away for others! If you tell me the whereabouts of Miss Keely, I'll let you go at once, and I'll keep your secret. You'll still be friends with them when you go back. No one will know what you've done. Do you understand? "Cromwell guided him earnestly." I'll give you time to think about it carefully! "

Sassoux remained silent. He didn't want to anger Cromwell and wanted to stall for time. Cromwell also remained silent. He wasn't in a hurry. He believed that he had enough patience, and Sassoux wouldn't be able to escape from his grasp.

After some time, Dauncy couldn't take it anymore and whispered something into Cromwell's ear. Cromwell's eyes darted around before he nodded with a smile.

Dauncy chuckled strangely and bent down to pick up the tightly bound girl. He placed her on the table and began to caress and pinch her. Seeing that the girl couldn't make a sound, he felt a little unsatisfied and tossed the ball of cloth to the ground.

The girl stared blankly at the ceiling. In fact, she couldn't feel Dauncy's hand at all because her mind was on the verge of collapse. She didn't make a sound when Dauncy pulled the ball of cloth out. She only murmured, "Mother … Mother …"

Dauncy reached out and grabbed the girl's breasts through her thin clothes. He suddenly twisted, causing the girl to cry out in pain.

"As long as you can react, hehe …" Dauncy laughed even more proudly.

"Kid, let me tell you a secret. This nephew of mine … not only does he like women, he also likes men. Do you understand?" Cromwell said with a smile.

Dauncy paused for a moment, but he immediately understood what his uncle meant. He purposely put on a greedy expression and looked at Sassoux from head to toe, as if he was about to pounce on him. Sassoux couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

At this moment, a loud boom was heard, and the ground trembled slightly. This hall hadn't been repaired for a long time, and the dust on the ceiling rolled down to the ground.

Cromwell was shocked. "What … what's going on?"

The people in the hall looked at each other in confusion. A moment later, a tsunami of shouts sounded.

"You two, go out and see what's going on," Cromwell ordered. Cromwell ordered, and then his eyes fell on Cessacioun. "Boy, haven't you made a decision yet? Let me tell you, my patience is limited! "

"Actually … I …" Sassoux stuttered. He was trying his best to buy time. If he didn't return, Han Jin would definitely be suspicious. The key was how long it would take for Han Jin to be alerted, and how long it would take for Han Jin to find this place!

"What is it?" Cromwell perked up.

"I hope you can give me a little more time to think about it carefully."

Cromwell hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "Alright! I hope you won't disappoint me, or else … hehe! "

Dauncy wanted to finish the deed as soon as possible, but when he saw the look in his uncle's eyes, he knew what he had to do. While laughing lecherously, he stretched out his hand and twisted the girl's body, causing her to scream continuously in pain and agitating Cessacioun. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)

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