Come With Me

I stared at him blankly. I couldn't remember how I felt at that time. Although I don't like him, I don't want to get him into trouble. I always feel that since the murderer dared to let them come, he must have a way to deal with them. In any case, he would not give himself any trouble.

I asked in an unfriendly tone, "Didn't you say that you wouldn't talk to me anymore? Why are you still here?"

"Humph!" Erwin glanced at me and said, "Even if I'm a stranger to you, I won't refuse to help you when you are in great danger. Besides, you've turned to me for help."

I didn't want to get him into trouble, so I said, "I didn't send the message. You'd better leave now."

Erwin's eyes were filled with sarcasm. "You really don't want me to save you? You want to die here?"

The murderer came to me from behind, picked up his dagger and pressed it against my throat. "Have you two finished talking?" he asked in a cold voice.

Erwin rolled his eyes at the murderer. "If you have something to say, say it. How can you let go of this woman? Just tell me. Don't always frighten her with a dagger. She's a coward."

Sure enough, the man stopped talking nonsense. "It's very simple. Cut off one of your fingers now, and I'll let her go immediately."

Erwin asked with a relaxed face, "Is it that simple?"

The man nodded and said, "For the sake of you being my boss and treating me well, I will not make things difficult for you."

"Okay, no problem."

Erwin didn't even blink his eyes.

He reached out his hand and said to the man, "Give me the dagger."

soon as Erwin raised his hand, he grabbed it in his own

cut towards his finger, I panicked and shouted at him, "Are you crazy,

raised his chin and looked at me arrogantly. "It's just a finger. It's not

could stop him, I saw that Erwin cut off a finger with the

even frown, but pretended that it was none of his business. He picked up the falling finger with

if I didn't have any feelings for him, I still felt extremely guilty and sad when I

and my heart ached. I would rather be the one who had lost my fingers.

like you. Why are you doing this? I hate you very much. Do you know that? Why are you doing this? I don't want to be entangled with

sorry for me? Little help shall bring much return, right? Besides, it's not a 'little help'. It's a real

two times in front of

have been scared away if they are asked cut their fingers. What's more, I don't think that they won't

felt that I owed him for that finger, but also felt angry that

think? Do you want to marry me and be my

of my eyes hadn't dried up, but I was so enraged by his words that I glared at him angrily. I gritted my teeth and asked him, "Are you here to save me, or to take advantage of

I'm a gentleman. Don't take me as a

back to the man. "David, I

let her go, won't you go to the police when you go out? You mean you won't let the police arrest me? Do you really

you want? Do you want to

want," he

scratched his head. "Why are you

the dagger against my neck

waved at him impatiently. "I told you not

let her die in pain, but if you want to resist, I'll cut her