"Swish!"

Nitasha split her hands and tore off the maid outfit on her body, revealing the black tights under her.

Immediately afterwards, she pulled out two daggers from the outside of her thighs, like a strong female leopard, and rushed towards Lin Chong in a desperate posture.

A strange light flashed in Lin Chong's eyes.

He admired Nitasha's courage very much; but he only felt stupid about Nitasha's behavior.

The gap in strength cannot be made up by courage and determination alone.

Nitasha also understood this, but she still chose to die calmly.

The loyalty to the Gods has long been engraved in Nitasha's bones. She believed that after her death, she would definitely enter the happy and bright kingdom of God.

"Swish!"

In the midst of lightning, Nitasha rushed to Lin Chong. The extremely sharp dagger brought two cold lights and stabbed Lin Chong's throat and heart respectively!

Lin Chong was too lazy to hide, so he stood there and waved his hand.

"Bang!"

Nitasha seemed to be hit by a galloping train, and her forward rush came to an abrupt end. After a brief pause, she suddenly flew backwards at a faster speed!

The dagger held in her hand was even more thrown to the point where it was thrown.

"Nitasha!"

Simon, who had no time to escape, let out a heartbreaking cry.

Whether it was pretending or sincerity, Simon gave up the plan to escape, suddenly opened his arms, grabbed the young maid's body, and fell into a rolling gourd with the other party.

Nitasha was bleeding from seven orifices, and the breath of life weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye. She seemed to be reviving and grabbed Simon's palm: "Sir, can I enter the Kingdom of God?"

"You are the loyal people of His Majesty the Emperor of God, and you are the glorious believer of the gods. After you die, you will surely be able to enter the kingdom of God without death, war, hunger, and hatred." Simon nodded with tears and declared with a solemn expression.

"It's so good."

Nitasha's eyes showed hope, and her head tilted and she died.

No one noticed Nitasha's death except Simon.

The remaining rebels were still running for life. In order to get ahead of the villa, they even punched and kicked their companions, interpreting the four words "mob" vividly.

Macon finally squeezed to the door and stepped out with half his foot.

He was about to run away when his body suddenly shook and his movements froze.

"What's going on?"

Macon's chaotic thoughts slightly restored to a hint of clarity: "Why can't I move?"

Lin Chong's figure quietly emerged from behind Macon, his right hand bent like a hook, firmly holding onto the latter's neck: "General, you can only leave when I let you go."

The calm and indifferent voice sounded in Macon's ears, no less than the death talisman of the God of Death.

An indescribable sense of fear swept across Macon in an instant, almost frozen his soul.

Macon's knees became weak and all his strength disappeared.

If it weren't for Lin Chong's arrest, he might have collapsed directly to the ground.

"Don't kill me."

Macon's face turned pale and said tremblingly, "I will give you whatever you want, money, gold, and army, as long as you don't kill me."

Lin Chong ignored Macon's begging for mercy, his expression was cold, and he slowly looked around.

In the sight, there was no living rebel except Simon holding Nitasha's body.

The originally spacious, bright and magnificent villa now seems to have turned into hell, with corpses everywhere, and the air is filled with extremely strong and bloody smell, which makes people feel nauseous.

Lin Chong looked at the manor outside the villa again.

In just a few dozen seconds, the other rebels who had been lucky enough to save their lives had already escaped. The entire manor was empty and seemed particularly quiet.

The bonfire in the middle of the manor was still burning, and some untidy women fell to the bonfire, looking confused, as if they had no idea what was going on.

Lin Chong threw down Macon, stomped on his back, and waved to a woman closest to him.

The woman's body trembled obviously, but she did not dare to disobey Lin Chong's orders. She slowly walked to Lin Chong with a shrinking pace.

She looks very young, about 20 years old, but her eyes are numb and dull, and her exposed skin is covered with various scars. I don’t know how many tortures she has experienced.

Lin Chong used his toes to pick up a rifle discarded by the rebels, reversed the gun and handed it to the other party.

The woman shook her head in a hurry.

"Hold it." Lin Zhong cut off the railway decisively.

The woman looked at Lin Chong carefully, hesitated for a few seconds, and finally took the rifle with trembling hands.

"Kill him!" Lin Chong pointed to Macon lying on the ground and said word by word.

The woman understood Lin Chong's meaning, and a faint light suddenly lit up in her numb and silent eyes.

She lifted her rifle with difficulty and pointed the muzzle at Macon, but she was reluctant to shoot.

Macon struggled wildly, constantly yelling and cursing in native language. Although Lin Chong couldn't understand what he was scolding, it was definitely not a good thing.

Lin Chong repeated again: "Kill him!"

The woman's expression became firm.

"Bang!"

A gunshot.

Macon's screams came to an abrupt end, and a bloody hole was shot out by a bullet on his back.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunshots continued until they were shot all the bullets and Macon turned into a pool of rotten meat. The woman still tried her best to pull the trigger, her face covered with snot and tears.

She remembered her dead parents, dead brothers and sisters, dead relatives and friends.

"Plop!"

The woman dropped her rifle and knelt on the ground, wanting to kiss Lin Chong's instep to express her gratitude and respect.

Lin Chong took a little step back.

Other women in the manor ran over and knelt around Lin Chong.

"Does anyone understand English?" Lin Chong asked.

In the crowd, a young woman with light brown skin and suspected mixed race raised her hand.

Lin Chong said to the young woman: "Tell them to take the things in the villa, and then follow me out of Antaputo and find a safe place to live again."

The young woman quickly translated Lin Chong's words to everyone.

After listening to the young woman's translation, these women with miserable life began to kowtow to Lin Chong again, especially the woman who killed Macon, who even knocked her head loudly.

Lin Chong had no choice but to move aside and waved, "Get in."

After the women entered the villa to search for the spoils, Lin Chong turned around and walked towards Simon.

Simon had recovered from calm at this time.

Or, he has always been calm.

The weak look before was just performed to win Lin Chong's sympathy.

"Do you want to be a savior?" Simon asked suddenly.

"There has never been any savior in this world."
Chapter completed!