Chapter 404： Coercion (below)

"Woo woo woo-"

Ten fingers connected to the heart, under the severe pain, Cliff looked like a suffocating fish, shaking his body constantly.

Splashing blood flew to the surrounding people in black, but they were motionless, and they didn't bother to wipe the blood droplets on their faces, as if they had been accustomed to such scenes.

Waiting for Cliff to relax a little bit, the leader in black tore off the rags stuck in his mouth, and asked again:

"Mr. Cliff, are you willing to cooperate now?"

Cliff looked at his broken wound, where the gurgling blood continued to gush out like spring water, and soon a "little pond" was formed on the ground.

He said weakly, "Please, kill me with one stab!"

The man in black picked up the ring finger that had fallen on the ground, put it in his palm, and placed it in front of Cliff. He sighed helplessly, and said with concern:

"Mr. Cliff, you are so skilled in medicine, is there any way to help yourself with severed fingers?"

Cliff smiled sadly and shook his head.

The man in black immediately threw away the severed finger with a look of regret, and persuaded again: "Yes, Mr. Cliff, the severed finger cannot be reborn. If you are unwilling to cooperate, then..."

Cliff still shook his head tragically and said, "I can't say this, my lord! Otherwise, I will definitely die! Not only me, but also my whole family will die!"

The man in black said impatiently: "I said, as long as you are willing to cooperate, we can guarantee the safety of your family!"

But Cliff obviously didn't believe in the men in black. After all, the Easterners tried to do things in Silvermoon City twice without success, which caused many half-elves to lose faith in them.

When the black-clothed man saw this, he became a little angry and immediately reached out to catch Cliff's finger.

Cliff was so scared that he yelled and slammed his hands desperately, but how could an elderly doctor like him be an opponent of those from the East? This kind of futile struggle only slightly increased the people in black. It's just trouble.

Soon, the cold blade touched Cliff's right **** again.

Cliff was shocked, and blurted out: "Wait, wait a minute! I cooperate, I am willing to cooperate!"

The man in black smiled slightly, and then stopped the movement of his hands.

He patted Cliff on the shoulder and smiled: "That's right! Okay, answer my question. After the assassination of the Marquis Vincent, did you check the situation?"

Cliff opened his mouth, but did not speak, he hesitated again.

The man in black sneered, stepped forward involuntarily, pulled Cliff's middle finger, and snapped it off.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-"

The finger was broken alive, and Cliff broke free from the shackles of the two men in black around him in pain, and fell to the ground and rolled around. The intense pain made his whole body convulse, as if he would faint at any time.

The leader in black sighed sympathetically, and said: "Cliff, you are a half-elf, why do you work so hard for the North? To tell you the truth, we have so many ways to torture people. This is just an appetizer. ."

Cliff still had the strength to speak, but just clutched his fingers desperately.

But no matter how he covers it, the blood still flows out continuously. He has no doubt that if it continues to flow like this, he might be unconscious or even die due to excessive ischemia.

Facing the intimidation of the man in black, Cliff just kept groaning; "Please, kill me, kill me!"

The man in black sneered, and said sadly:

"Mr. Cliff, we have to follow the rules. Even if you don’t want to cooperate, we must cut off all your fingers and toes one by one, and then your arms, thighs, eyes, ears, nose, Tongue... These all come in turns, so you should be considerate and don't die so fast."

After speaking, he must reach out and break Cliff's third finger.

Cliff finally couldn't bear it, and completely broke down, crying and said: "I said, I said all!"

"Really?" The man in black looked at Cliff with suspicion, as if worried that he would change his mind again.

Cliff kept nodding, and said intermittently: "Really, it's true this time! But, I want to see your leader, I want to tell him personally!"

The man in black frowned suddenly, looking very embarrassed.

But at this moment, a young voice suddenly sounded from the dark warehouse: "I am here, Mr. Cliff, you can tell me anything."

With this sound, the people in black hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Cliff looked up with difficulty, and saw a fair-skinned young man appear in front of him.

In the dim environment, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Cliff still saw from the other's expression and posture that he was obviously a nobleman.

"May I ask you are?"

"I am Lord Fei, I am in charge of the redemption negotiations with the Marquis of Vincent by the order of the Duke of Saint-Pros."

Cliff hesitated, but still asked: "My lord, if I explain everything, can you guarantee my safety?"

"Of course we will ensure your safety." Fei Feijue nodded seriously, "You will leave Silvermoon City with me. As long as I am here, you will be fine."

"What about my family?"

Fei Jijue hesitated, but said the truth: "Sorry, I can only guarantee your safety."

Cliff lowered his head in disappointment.

Upon seeing this, Fei Jijue spoke again and said coldly: "Although we cannot guarantee their safety, it is easy to send them to hell."

Cliff began to tremble when he heard the words.

After a while, he seemed to finally figured it out, raised his head, and said seriously: "Yes, after the assassination of the Marquis Vincent, I was taken to the scene to check the situation."

Fei Feijue's eyes lit up, and he immediately asked: "What was the situation at that time? Who was the assassin? Did the Marquis of Vincent die?"

"When I rushed to the scene, I saw both Marquis Vincent and Duke Medewin falling in a pool of blood. Among them, Marquis Vincent had a sword in his lower abdomen and a sword in his back, although there was still a slight weakness at the time. His breath, but his heart has ruptured and he can't save him.

As for Duke Medewin, his throat was cut. Judging from the shape of the wound, he should have cut it himself. When I arrived, he was out of breath. "

Fei Jijue raised his brows when he heard the words, and immediately squatted in front of Cliff, staring into his eyes and asked again:

"Are you sure that the Marquis of Vincent can't be saved?"

Cliff nodded heavily, and said: "Judging by my fifty years of medical experience, the situation of the Marquis of Vincent at that time, unless it is a miracle, it will definitely not be saved!"

Hearing such "bad news", Fei Jiejue showed excitement.

But soon, he realized something was wrong, and immediately put on a sad and angry expression, and said:

"Cunning and hateful northerners! They have been lying to us!"

Cliff looked at Fei Jijue carefully, and asked weakly: "My lord, when will we leave Silvermoon City?"

Fei Jijue stood up, hid his face back into the shadow, and said indifferently:

"I will leave tonight. As for you, let's hide for a while."

Cliff's face changed drastically, and he wailed: "My lord, my lord! You didn't promise me that way!"

Fei Feijue kicked Cliff trying to grab his trouser legs, and said coldly: "Don't worry, I will put you in a safe place."

After saying this, he stopped paying attention to Cliff, who was wailing behind him, and walked out of the warehouse quickly.

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