Han Jin's gaze fell on the mound of dirt. The one who had thrown the stone was a burly man about the same height as Morrisons, but his face was much fiercer than Morrisons'. He had two fierce lines on his face, short and thick eyebrows, a wide nose, a big mouth, and thick lips. Although his lips looked silly, they were insignificant compared to his sharp gaze.
The bat fell to the ground and returned to its human form, moaning in pain. Hogan raised his wand, and four icicles rose from the ground, freezing the middle-aged man's limbs.
"Damn it, I told you that you had nothing better to do than to court me!" Hogan cursed fiercely.
"You, come here." Han Jin pointed at the burly man.
The burly man hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked down the mound of dirt. The slaves around them all gathered around, keeping a distance of about ten meters from the burly man, following him at a moderate pace.
"What do you want?!" Hogan was furious, and hurriedly ran in front of Han Jin. "Get back! Do you want to die?! "
"What's your name?" Han Jin gently pushed Hogan to the side. He could see that the burly man had a lot of influence among the slaves.
The burly man was silent, and only looked at Han Jin quietly.
"Alexandre, you'd better behave yourself! The lord is asking you a question!! " Hogan yelled, then smiled at Han Jin. "His name is Alexandre, and he's very difficult to tame. If I didn't need him to command the slaves, I would have …"
"You know him? What did he do before? "Han Jin interrupted Hogan.
"He's the general of Kuman City." Hogan understood that this slave had piqued Han Jin's interest. Without waiting for Han Jin to continue asking, he explained in detail, "His ability … is not bad. He used to give us a headache. If it wasn't for Kuman City's Lord Sang Ma being wary of him and deliberately leaving him in the lurch, we wouldn't have been able to annihilate his army."
At this moment, a scream suddenly came from outside. "No …"
More than a dozen girls were carrying buckets of hot water into the construction site. They noticed that something was wrong. When the girl in the lead saw Han Jin's face, she threw the pole to the ground and ran up to him. She grabbed Alexandre's arm and said, "Are you crazy? He is our benefactor, our benefactor … "
Alexandre's expression changed drastically. He carefully observed Han Jin for a moment, then slowly knelt down on one knee. Although the slaves behind him didn't know what was going on, they followed suit and knelt down.
Hogan breathed a sigh of relief. At the same time, a strange feeling surfaced in his heart. Han Jin's grace to the slaves was built on his humiliation.
"Get up." Han Jin paused. "Hogan, do you have a way to remove their Halo of Suppression?"
"This … … I can do that." Hogan hesitated. "However, Master, they will die!"
"Die?"
"The wounds on the back of their heads will gradually rot. Master, I've told you before that there were people who wanted their slaves to regain their freedom. However, after removing the Restraining Bracelet, they won't be able to live for long. Only a small number of slaves can survive."
"You don't have to worry about that. I have a way." Han Jin pointed a few times and finally pointed at Alexandre. "You, you, you, and you, come with me."
The slaves selected by Han Jin walked out one by one and stood behind Alexandre.
"Hogan, what are you doing here?" Sunier asked.
"You don't know?" Hogan smiled. "We are building a house for Master!"
Sunier couldn't help but look at Han Jin. Han Jin asked curiously, "How come I don't know? Who told you to do this? "
"Master Guevara told us to do this."
Han Jin looked around. The factory was very large, and it was close to the city center. Every inch of land here was very expensive. Where did Guevara get the money?
Hogan knew what Han Jin was thinking and hurriedly said, "It was the Trade Union who bought the land and gave it to Lord Guevara. But … Lord Guevara showed me the title deed, and your name is written on it."
"Those guys are so generous … …" Saxon sighed with envy.
"Forget it. Let's go back first." Han Jin's gaze turned to the mercenaries from the Mercenary Association. "I'll leave these two guys to you. Is that okay?"
"Master, don't worry." The leader of the mercenaries smiled and waved his hand. The mercenaries behind him swarmed forward, pushed the slaves aside, and tied up the female magician. In the process of the pursuit, many of their companions were killed, so their methods were very rough. Anyway, no one cared whether they tortured the captives or not, as long as the captives were not tortured to death, it was fine.
"Hogan, you come with me." Han Jin said, "Saxon, you stay here for a while."
"Okay." Saxon said with a smile.
Logically speaking, Han Jin couldn't give orders to Saxon directly because Saxon was Winston's subordinate. However, everyone lived under the same roof for a long time, and their relationship became messy. When Gibran and Winston needed help, they often skipped Han Jin and went directly to Morrisons. It wasn't on purpose, but it was convenient. Han Jin was the same. Fortunately, Gibran and Winston weren't the kind of ambitious people who liked to scheme against each other. Otherwise, there would have been trouble.
In fact, Gibran and Winston were fully capable of expanding their own mercenary team into a mercenary group. It wasn't that they couldn't, but that they didn't want to. Human nature was too complicated, and more people meant more trouble. If they recruited a few people who liked to stir up trouble, it could very well ruin the relationship between the brothers. Now that they were living together, it was lively, and they didn't have to guard against anything. They couldn't be happier, especially Winston, who loved this kind of life.
Sunier's shopping plan ended prematurely, and Han Jin brought the slaves back to the camp. In the living room, Morrisons, Léger, and Winston were chatting about something. Han Jin strode in. Morrisons and the others were first attracted to Alexandre. Léger smiled. "Morrisons, did you see that? That guy looks even stronger than you! "
Morrisons looked Alexandre up and down and said disapprovingly, "I'm much prettier than him!"
"Prettier? Please … "Léger said very seriously." Can you not blaspheme that word? "
"What do you mean?" Morrisons looked at Léger from the corner of his eyes. He looked like he was about to start a fight if he didn't agree.
"Nothing." Léger was threatened, so he had to change his tone. "As far as I know, the word 'prettier' is used to describe people, right?"
Morrisons's eyes widened in anger. He reached out to grab Léger, but Léger had already flipped over from his chair.
"Stop messing around, you two," Han Jin said calmly.
Morrisons and Léger looked at each other and quieted down. They did it on purpose. In Morrisons' words, when Han Jin pulled a long face, the air became heavy, so they tried to lighten the atmosphere and make Han Jin smile like before. However, they failed again.
"Hogan, you can start now," Han Jin said as he sat in the empty chair.
Hogan walked behind Alexandre and chanted a spell in a low voice. A moment later, two shiny crystal nails emerged from the back of Alexandre's head. Bang … The headband loosened and fell to the ground with a crisp metallic sound.
Han Jin's hand drew a few lines in the air. With a wave of his hand, the faintly discernible talisman turned into a ray of white light and hit Alexandre.
Alexandre's body swayed. He slowly moved his neck, then his shoulders, as if he was savoring the strength he had lost and regained.
"Don't release Combat Aura for the next few days. It's not good for your injuries," Han Jin said slowly. "Are you a Knight or a Swordsman?"
"I am a tenth-grade Knight of Light, Sir," Alexandre replied in a low voice. "I … Can you allow me to do something?"
"Sure." Han Jin didn't ask what Alexandre wanted to do. He agreed immediately.
Alexandre's gaze fell on Hogan. "Sir, can you make this guy stop moving?"
"Hogan!" Han Jin said calmly.
"Ah …" Hogan had a bad feeling. His expression was one of panic, but since Han Jin had spoken, he didn't dare to disobey.
Alexandre walked in front of Hogan and looked at him coldly. After a while, he slowly reached out his hand and slapped Hogan hard across the face. Hogan could surrender in exchange for Han Jin's forgiveness, but he, Alexandre, couldn't forget his past hatred. From Cold Shadow City to Isolated Cliff City, Hogan had treated the slaves like ants. He had killed countless soldiers and toyed with countless female slaves. He had to do something for the innocent.
Hogan's entire body flew up and fell to the ground. His cheek was swollen, and blood seeped out of the corner of his mouth.
"Thank you, Sir." Alexandre knelt down on one knee. "Please allow me to pledge my loyalty to you. Before the Grim Reaper takes my life, I, Alexandre, will always be your most loyal warrior!"
"Get up." Han Jin smiled. "Hogan, next." Alexandre was someone who knew what was good for him. He was very satisfied with this. If Alexandre wanted to kill him, he would definitely stop him. Whether it was now or in the future, Hogan's importance was irreplaceable. Yalina's research on Cold Shadow City's alchemy had reached a critical stage. In the future, when they fought against Cold Shadow City, they would have to rely on Hogan to understand their opponents.
"Master …" Hogan crawled up and wailed loudly. If he were to release a single Restraining Hoop, he would be slapped in the face. It was fine if he didn't do this job, since he would be beaten to death sooner or later. There were still thousands of slaves outside!
"Don't worry, no one will hurt you again," Alexandre said coldly. Alexandre said coldly, "You are the master's slave. I have the same responsibility to protect you."
Hogan spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and glared at Alexandre. He wouldn't accept Alexandre's kindness. If possible, he would freeze Alexandre into a statue and smash him into pieces bit by bit. After all, he was an Ice Magician. It was too embarrassing to be slapped in front of so many people. Slaves also had dignity. Unfortunately, he realized it too late.
"Hogan, didn't you hear me?" Han Jin asked.
"Yes, Master …" Hogan's face fell again. He slowly moved behind a slave. He was really unwilling, but he couldn't disobey Han Jin's orders.
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