She dodged the fruit knife aimed at her face by listening to the sound, and then elbowed the man in the arm joint. With a crack, the man's arm twisted strangely to the other side of his body. As he screamed, Xiao Jin kicked him in the chin, sending him flying to the other side, rolling on the ground in pain.
With the long sword held against the steel pipe, Xiao Jin flicked his wrist and drew the blade, a flash of light bursting in the darkness. He parried, dodged, and counterattacked repeatedly, and only two minutes had passed before the tip of his sword pierced the abdomen of the last person.
'Pfft!'
Drawing his longsword, Xiao Jin retrieved a wiping cloth from his spatial storage and carefully cleaned the blood-stained blade.
Because of the power outage, the house was pitch black. Mao Liu and his companion originally wanted to help, but after opening the door, they could not sense anything except the sounds of fighting and screams.
After finally finding a flashlight, the two of them turned it on and witnessed this thrilling scene.
In the blinding, cold white light, a tall figure slowly wiped the long knife in her hand. Her dark clothes were still damp with stains, and her delicate, fair face was reflected beside her black leather gloves, making her both alluring and abstinent.
The ground was in chaos, with splattered blood and the attacker, whose fate was unknown, lying at the foot of Xiao Jin's boots.
Beneath Xiao Jin's disheveled hair, a pair of slightly pale pupils were subconsciously looking at Shang Fan, who was holding a flashlight. Because he was looking directly at the light, Xiao Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, like a cheetah that had temporarily retracted its claws, as if the other party would pounce on him and bite off his neck at any moment.
'Thud!'
Shang Fan was stunned, and his throat inexplicably felt a little dry.
Sheathing the knife, Xiao Jin strode over to the counter. Shang Fan followed Xiao Jin's figure with his flashlight, and only after seeing him clearly did he understand why Xiao Jin had acted so ruthlessly.
The five of them had offended Xiao Jin before, but even though Xiao Jin didn't kill Xu Ming, well, he was beaten badly but not killed!
Looking at the four lying on the ground, two of them were lying motionless with a large pool of blood beneath them, clearly dead. The other two were barely breathing.
When Shang Fan finally saw what was happening at the counter, he thought that Xiao Jin had let these four scumbags off too easily!
Yes, scum!
Shang Fan spat.
On the wall behind the counter, a man was nailed to the wall. Judging from his build, he was a young man. His hands were clasped together and nailed to the wall through a steel pipe. That wasn't all; there were many bloody holes in his chest, abdomen, and limbs, indicating that he had been severely tortured.
At this moment, the young man's head was hanging down, and a large pool of blood extended from the wall, faintly dried, clearly indicating that he had been dead for a long time!
"This...this..." Mao Liu stammered, his face even paler than Xiao Jin's.
Unable to say anything, Mao Liu turned to look at the man next to him who was still alive, and kicked him hard: "Bastard!"
'Pfft!'
This kick was like adding insult to injury; the man coughed up a mouthful of blood and died instantly.
Upon seeing this, Mao Liu suddenly shuddered. "My God, has this counted as murder?"
Over there, Xiao Jin glanced at the person on the wall as he walked over, then bypassed him and went behind the counter. After seeing the scene inside, he paused, his expression still calm, but his eyes were as cold as polar ice.
There was still a corpse behind the counter, but it was a naked female corpse. Her pale skin was covered with purplish bruises, and her feet were smashed to pieces, so badly that the shape of the bones was no longer visible. Her bulging eyes were staring at the male corpse on the wall next to her, as if she didn't want to move away even in death.
He took off his coat and gently knelt down to cover the woman. Xiao Jin raised his hand to stroke her eyelids, and when he stood up, he had already picked her up.
Seeing this, Shang Fan looked at Xiao Jin with concern. She rarely showed her emotions so openly, and he could sense the heavy gloom in her eyes even from a distance.
He then reached out and nudged Mao Liu, giving the person on the wall a meaningful look.
Mao Liu immediately understood, and he and Shang Fan helped him down from the wall.
Xiao Jin placed the two of them together and simply covered them with a sunshade she found in the supermarket, planning to burn it somewhere far away from the gas station when she left.
"How pitiful!" Mao Liu sighed, then seemed to remember something else.
"Wait a minute! The shouts we just heard were from a woman, but this girl seems to have been dead for quite a while!"
Shang Fan looked up at Xiao Jin in surprise.
Xiao Jin naturally hadn't forgotten that, in addition to hearing the breathing of the four people who had attacked her earlier, she could also sense the breathing of three other people inside.
All three were very faint, one of which was so faint that it was almost inaudible!
There is an employee rest area behind the small supermarket. Since it is a 24-hour business, it is natural to provide employees with places to rest and sleep.
Upon reaching the rest area, Xiao Jin turned the doorknob and opened the door, revealing three people tied up in a small room.
After seeing the situation inside, Xiao Jin decisively slammed the door shut before Mao Liu and the other man could enter, and said coldly, "Don't come in."
In the messy room, two men, tightly bound, were crammed into a corner. One of them had blood all over his head, and the other's leg joints were strangely bent. His white shirt was covered in blood, and it was impossible to tell exactly where he was injured.
However, Xiao Jin felt that this person looked somewhat familiar.
Hearing that she seemed to be alive for the time being, Xiao Jin focused his attention on the woman on the bed. Her naked body and the fact that her hands were tied to the headboard made it clear at a glance what had happened to her.
Furthermore, it seemed that all the fingernails on her hands had been pulled out, and bloodstains spread from between her fingers to her wrists. Her unfocused but not unconscious gaze told Xiao Jin that the sound from before was hers.
The woman must have heard the van stall and deliberately tried to call for help while those four scumbags went out to investigate!
Fortunately, I came too.
Xiao Jin frowned and strode over to the woman, avoiding the wound, and untied the ropes. She glanced at the clothes and found a set of her own clothes in her spatial storage. Although they were a little long, Xiao Jin's frame was small, so they fit the woman well.
After dressing her, the woman seemed to realize that she had truly been saved.
Her red, dry eyes gradually filled with tears, and her sobs went from being barely audible to a full-blown wail.
"Waaah~"
Outside the door, Shang Fan and Mao Liu exchanged a glance and sighed.
Without holding back on the treatment spray, Xiao Jin sprayed it directly onto the woman's fingers. Seemingly exhausted, the woman clung to Xiao Jin's arm and fell into a deep sleep, or perhaps even unconscious.
Slowly withdrawing her arm, Xiao Jin finally had time to look at the other two people.
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