After George put the cloth in his mouth obediently, Han Jin grabbed George's hair and dragged him off the bed. Then, he drew a few lines in the air with his finger, and a talisman made of countless light spots appeared.
Han Jin used the Charm of Spirit Refreshment, which only consumed a few dozen yuan of energy. Just as Morrisons and George were looking at the talisman curiously, Han Jin waved his hand, and the talisman flew through the air and landed on George's face. George suddenly felt that his spirit and strength were rejuvenated. If someone wasn't holding him down, he would have jumped up and shouted wildly to vent his excitement.
"This is far from enough." Han Jin pointed at the jewelry on the bed and smiled. "Do you understand what I mean?"
George looked at Han Jin timidly. He grabbed the cloth in his mouth and tried to pull it out. Then, he could explain his difficulties to Han Jin. Han Jin flipped his sword and pressed George's hand down. "Don't pull the cloth out, or I'll kill you!"
George was stunned. What did he mean? He couldn't speak at all. How could he answer Han Jin's question?
Han Jin stepped out and stomped on George's ankle. With a wave of his sword, George's big toe on his left foot flew a few feet away. Blood spurted out from the wound on the toe with every heartbeat.
George's face twisted in an instant. It was said that the ten fingers were connected to the heart. In fact, the toe was also connected to the heart. He was in so much pain that tears and snot flowed down his face. His right foot kicked Han Jin's leg with all his might. However, his strength was limited. Han Jin's leg was as immovable as steel.
In the end, George reached out his hand and tried to grab Han Jin's leg. Morrisons walked over and grabbed George's hair. Han Jin extended his sword and rubbed it on the wound on George's left foot. He said coldly, "Not enough!" After saying that, he swung his sword and the remaining toes left George's body. Blood gushed out.
George's chest heaved up and down violently like a bellows. He was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but he just couldn't. It could be said that ever since he was young, he had never been as spirited as he was now. His senses had also become very sharp, but this brought him even more pain.
Han Jin used his sword to pat George's right leg that was kicking wildly. Morrisons extended his leg and stepped on George's right leg. Han Jin moved his sword to George's right toe and said coldly, "Not enough!"
A few cloth bags and a dozen magic crystals appeared out of thin air and landed on George's legs. George whimpered pitifully as if he was trying to gain Han Jin's sympathy. Han Jin didn't look at those things and said coldly, "I said, not enough!"
With a flash of sword light, George leaped like a fish on its deathbed. Unfortunately, his legs were fixed and he could not jump up at all. His eyes were wide open, as if they were about to roll out of their sockets. He was on the verge of collapse.
"Not enough!" Han Jin swung his sword and cut off another four of George's toes. He then moved his sword to George's ankle. The next time he said it was not enough, he would cut off one of George's legs.
Like magic, countless rings of light flashed in the air. Cloth bags and magic crystals fell like raindrops and buried half of George's body in an instant.
Han Jin's expression didn't change. "Not enough!"
George's body suddenly stiffened and his eyes turned white. Then, his head slowly drooped down and his body went limp. Not sure if it was because he was scared or if it was because he had exceeded his limit, but this time, he finally fainted as he wished.
Morrisons touched the tip of George's nose. "He's not dead yet. You're too ruthless! But … I don't think he can take out anything else. "
"Yes." Han Jin nodded and walked to the bed. He pulled the bedsheet with force and said, "Wrap everything up."
At this time, Sunier walked in from outside. Seeing the small mountain of treasures, she couldn't help but be stunned. "Not a small harvest!"
"Well, it's beyond my expectations." Han Jin bent down and took the ring off George's finger. He put it in front of his eyes and carefully observed it.
Morrisons picked up a few bags and threw them on the bedsheet. He suddenly thought of something. "Sunier, is there still room in your spatial ring?"
"There's still half, but I don't think it can fit all of them." Sunier's gaze fell on Han Jin. "What about this guy?"
"Let him live." Han Jin smiled.
"Let him live?" Morrisons was stunned.
"After we hide for a while, we can come find him again. Maybe he can surprise us again."
"Come find him again? You really … "Morrisons smiled bitterly.
"If you really want this spatial ring, you have to kill him," Sunier said lightly.
"Why?" Han Jin asked in surprise.
"It's hard to explain in a few words. I'll tell you later."
Han Jin straightened his long sword and thrust it down. The tip of the sword had already pierced George's throat. He wanted to keep George alive. What would a robbed merchant do? Disheartened or crazily collecting wealth. George's son-in-law was the mayor of the Eleventh Town. He had a backer, so he would definitely choose the latter. When they came out of the mountain, George should have accumulated a fortune again.
But for the spatial ring, Han Jin couldn't care less.
Soon, most of the treasures were put into the spatial ring by Sunier. There were a dozen bags left, so Morrisons had to carry them.
The three of them looked at each other and walked out in a single file. Just as Sunier and Morrisons no longer believed in Han Jin's past, Han Jin was also guessing the past of Sunier and Morrisons. Some things could not be seen through words, but through actions, they could be seen through!
The three of them were more or less cold-blooded. In other words, they were all people with stories. Attacking the Knight and sneaking into George's house. In just one day, their hands were stained with blood. Han Jin was still smiling. Morrisons was still carefree. Sunier was always indifferent. No matter whether the enemy deserved to die or not, no matter how angry they were. If they didn't have a complicated past, they would never be able to do this.
At this moment, they had a deeper understanding of each other. But this understanding could not be said out loud. They could only keep it in their hearts.
When they came out of the wall, Sassoux complained anxiously, "Why did you come out so late?! You're making me anxious to death! "
"Let's go!" Han Jin said softly, "Let's go to the Red River Hotel to pick up Qi Li."
It was always very dark before dawn. Even the security team was a little slack. A group of murderers quietly left the Eleventh Town, found the horses tied in the woods, and galloped into the dark.
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