Agnes approached Antoine Gardner step by step with a gun, the smile on her face not diminishing.
Agnes walked up to Antoine Gardner with a gun. Antoine Gardner raised his hands and did not move.
"Don't shoot, I..."
Antoine Gardner instantly reached out and grabbed Agnes's wrist, trying to grab the gun, but Agnes's hand didn't move at all.
"It's really troublesome -" Agnes smiled and stretched out her other hand to break away Antoine Gardner's hand grabbing her wrist, and pulled Antoine Gardner's two hands directly. dislocation of the wrist joint.
She sighed slightly, knocked Antoine Gardner to the ground, and at the same time put the gun back into its holster.
She knelt down and casually removed Antoine Gardner's limb joints.
Antoine Gardner let out a scream, but Agnes tore a piece of curtain to gag her mouth. Agnes said with some disgust: "Be quiet."
Agnes found a revolver, a knife, and a wallet from Antoine Gardner.
Agnes opened her wallet and counted the money inside. There was only less than thirty gold riso in total.
"Poor guy!" Agnes cursed at Antoine Gardner with some disgust. Antoine Gardner's eyes turned scarlet when he heard this, but he couldn't use his removed limbs.
The man outside the house heard the movement in the room stop and cautiously stuck his head out to look into the room.
"You..." The man looked at the tragedy in the room in horror.
"What's wrong?" Agnes raised her head and looked at the man, asking with a smile.
The man shrank under Agnes' gaze, his voice gradually lowered, and asked: "Didn't you say you had business to discuss with him?"
Agnes glanced at the man who fell at her feet, nodded seriously, and said, "Yes, there is indeed business to discuss, but there are many kinds of business."
"It's also business for me to steal his money, and it's also business to exchange his life for money..." Agnes said with a smile on her face.
Antoine Gardner instantly became excited, and he groaned from his gagged mouth. He kept exerting force on his body, but it was difficult to even sit up. After all, Agnes had even removed his hip joint. .
The man looked horrified.
"Are you scared?" Agnes looked at the man strangely and asked, "Why? Don't you find it interesting?"
The man shook his head in horror, and nodded quickly under Agnes's gaze.
"...Interesting...It's indeed interesting..." the man said with a sad face.
Agnes sighed sadly and said, "It seems you haven't realized the fun part yet."
The man's expression became more and more frightened, and he seemed to be shaky, almost falling to the ground.
"But you're right, Antoine Gardner is too weak." Agnes said thoughtfully.
"A hunter won't find it interesting to catch a mouse with a mousetrap, but if he aims a gun at a ferocious beast, he will definitely be full of expectations." Agnes's voice sounded like she was talking in a dream, but the man wanted to shrink his body. Go to the corner.
"Only blood and crisis can excite predators..."
Agnes turned her head suddenly and asked, "Why are you hiding?"
The man could not control the expression on his face. His facial muscles twitched, trying to make himself smile, but in the end he just failed and walked to Agnes with a sad face.
"I...I just want to find something to lean on." The man explained with a trembling voice.
Agnes nodded thoughtfully and said, "That's it, but there's no time for you to rest. Go to the storage room of this house and look for any woven bags..."
"Okay, okay..." The man quickly ran away.
"Don't think about escaping, I'm keeping an eye on you..." Agnes's smiling words were like the devil's whisper, reaching the man's ears along the corridor, making the man subconsciously step on his feet. He softened and almost fell to the ground.
...
The man lowered his head and handed a woven bag to Agnes.
"That's right, I didn't try to escape." Agnes reached out and took it, looking at the man with a smile.
The man's body trembled and he retracted his hand instantly.
"Here, help me put Antoine Gardner in, and remember to stuff some cloth inside." Agnes said with a smile.
"He...he's not dead yet!" The man raised his head in horror and looked at Agnes.
"Of course I know he's not dead," Agnes looked at the man with a smile, raised an eyebrow and said, "But it's more convenient to put it in a woven bag, and it's easier to transport, isn't it?"
The man held the woven bag tremblingly under Agnes' gaze, and pulled the woven bag over Antoine Gardner's head while facing Antoine Gardner's murderous gaze.
"You don't need to be so careful. His mouth is gagged anyway, so he can't scream no matter how painful it is. You still have to move him to the trolley outside. If it takes too long and others find him... .." Agnes played with the bullet casing she pulled out of the sofa cushion and said without raising her head.
The man paused for a moment and continued his movements.
"Believe me, being discovered is only a minor problem for me, but for you..."
"After all, as Emperor Russell said, soft persimmons are always easier to squeeze into other shapes, right?" Agnes raised her head and showed a malicious smile to the man.
The man gritted his teeth, and the movements under his hands became much faster and rougher. Antoine Gardner's painful groan came out through the woven bag, but the man ignored it and tied up the woven bag directly. He picked up the rope at the mouth of the bag, then put the woven bag on his shoulders, and walked out of the door with some difficulty.
Agnes chuckled, stood up, followed the man out, glanced at the situation in the room, and then pulled the door hard.
While the man was looking for the woven bag, she cleaned up the traces she left in the house. This was not difficult, after all, she only fired two shots, and Antoine Gardner was knocked down by Agnes without any resistance.
It can be said that except for the bullet hole on the sofa and the bullet-damaged door lock, the entire room looked normal.
After cleaning up the traces in the room, Agnes even had time to check on the man she sent to find the woven bag.
As Agnes expected, the man easily found the woven bag in the storage room, but he lingered there with it for a long time without coming back.
Agnes could even see the man's expression changing unpredictably for a long time, and finally gritted his teeth and returned with the woven bag.
The man rummaged through the storage room while looking for woven bags, but Agnes had no intention of helping him clean it up.
After all, there has to be some traces discovered by the Ste Brothers, right?
Agnes looked at the man's back carrying the woven bag and smiled slightly.
