The hard boots kicked the door, and the sound of "dong dong" seemed to hit the girl's heart one by one-

The loud movement from outside showed that the thugs were not alone, and the smug fancy whistles came and went, sounding more like the thugs' declaration of victory—

She finally found that she had no way out, and even if she was lucky enough to escape by jumping off the windowsill, she could never give up on her father in her heart—she was not sure what the thugs would do to her bedridden father, but in any case, she was unwilling to prove this suspicion with facts.

She bit her lower lip with her teeth, and I have to say that this girl's teeth are very good-looking, neat, white and crystal clear, like beautiful pearls, but her expression suddenly changed from weak to stoic and resolute, she quickly walked into the kitchen at home, and then picked up a knife used to cut meat-

The blade of the knife looked a little rusty, and in fact, since her father, who was dependent on her, was sick and unable to work, the ordinary commoner family had rarely enjoyed a good meal of meat, and most of the time, it was only in the evening when the souks were about to close that she had the opportunity to get some scraps of meat from the butcher—

It was the leftovers left over from the butcher's division of the meat, which was usually used to feed the dogs among the aristocracy and some wealthy commoners, but it was already a rare meal for the father and daughter who were struggling to make ends meet—

After all, even a pound of scrap of meat only needs one rael.

She gripped the hilt of her knife and carefully hid behind the door, thinking to herself that if these abominable thugs did break down the door, she would definitely give these guys a hard stab—

Smoke was billowing from the flames burning outside the window, and just as the girl was on high alert behind the door, her father, the man so thin that he could almost be knocked down by a gust of wind, suddenly coughed heavily.

"Dad, are you alright?"

"Ahem—"

"Daddy?"

The sickly-looking man coughed even more, and because of the movement outside, he woke up from his groggy sleep, and when he saw his daughter holding a knife behind the door, he immediately understood what was probably going on—

"Dad, do you need some water?"

But the girl's attention was diverted by her father, and she hurried to a wooden table, then put down her knife, and picked up the kettle and quilt—there was a loud bang between the pages and the frame, and when the girl looked up, the latch was broken—

A group of fierce men appeared in her sight, and the frightened girl couldn't help but let out a frightened scream, she picked up the knife again, but her body couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Such a move was the limit of her courage. But the girl's desperate posture did not make the thugs outside the room retreat or restrain themselves, the man at the head was extremely burly, his arms even had the thickness of a girl's waist, his right hand held a sharp short sword, the blade was still stained with blood, he stared at the girl with a disgraced face for a few seconds, and laughed insolently-

The accomplices behind him burst into even more unbridled smiles.

The thugs looked at the slender girl one after another, and the obscene glint in their eyes was undisguised-

These people used to be a mercenary organization in the city, but before that, the order in Ensada City was very good, and under the control of the lord and guards, they didn't dare to have any thoughts of being traitors, but now, they already knew what happened in the city this night-

The flames were destroying not only the city, but also morality and conscience, and in the tavern where they used to be stationed, another mercenary organization had begun an evil indulgence—

The fellows took up their weapons and walked into the streets, breaking into dwellings, smiling and waving their knives at the faces of the civilians, as the blades fell, blood splattered, and cries were heard incessantly, and their faces became filled with fear and fear......

Some knelt before them and pleaded, but the answer was a cold sword, and the pain of the people seemed to become the joy of these people, and the fire of sin burned everywhere in the city, and soon every man in this mercenary army was filled with all kinds of riches, money bags, jewelry, jewelry......

They only felt a fire in their hearts when they watched this scene, almost unanimously, and more people soon joined this wanton carnival-

These low-level mercenaries are no more noble and rich in bottom line than the ruffians on the streets, maybe those seemingly fierce villains are just robbing some money and goods, but when the first mercenary killed a civilian who dared to resist in the raiding operation, all these mercenaries who chose the path of depravity instantly turned into vicious thugs.

These mercenaries seemed to have lost their original reason at this time, one after another strong figures blocked the door of the room, the appearance of the girl holding a meat cleaver at this time seemed ridiculous to them, and the man in the lead laughed a few times and stopped, he took a few steps forward, and stretched out his furry palm at the girl-

The girl finally couldn't hold back the resentment in her heart, and she pounced like a mad hen—

The hen also has sharp claws, but when faced with a pack of wild beasts in human skin, the maiden has no means of self-defense.

The girl's wrist holding the knife was grabbed by the man, and the five thick fingers were like a solid iron tongs, and with a little force, the girl suddenly couldn't help but cry out in pain-

With a thud, the meat cutting knife fell to the floor, and another thug picked up the unintimidating weapon, and he slowly walked up to the girl, and with a look of cat and mouse amusement, he took the knife and dangled it gently on the side of the girl's cheek—

The girl was stunned and motionless, only tears flowed from her eyes, and she heard the thug laughing and whispering obscenely in her ear, but before she could hear anything clearly, the thug had already turned around, and she soon saw this image in the afterglow of her perspective:

The sick father swooped down on the group of people in front of her, but the thug in front of her stabbed the knife into her father's chest with impunity.

A speck of bright blood stained her vision.

"Daddy!"

She cried—the man at the head only frowned slightly when he looked at this scene, and quickly regained his hideous and ugly smile: "Miss, maybe you are in a lot of pain right now, but please trust us, the next time will definitely make you feel happy-" I want to talk about "Gross the Thief" with more like-minded people; Talk about life and find a confidant~