Since the hostages were tied up, there weren’t many guards, and they were sleepy in the middle of the night, Paige rushed in and easily subdued them with a few moves.
So much so that the guards didn’t even get a shot off before they collapsed on the ground.
In the darkness, Kevin opened his mouth slightly, while Nick stared in shock, his eyes wide. “Cousin, you know kung fu?”
Her gentle cousin had instantly overpowered the guards. This…
Paige didn’t have time to answer him, and she felt for a dagger on the body of one of the guards, then began cutting the ropes for everyone. Only then were the members of the Folsom family able to be freed one by one.
“I’ve been tied up for two days, my arms and legs are so sore,”
Beinice raised her hands to stretch her arms and legs, then reached out to untie her wife.
“Paige, don’t worry, we didn’t say anything.”
Brangelina knew that Paige cared about Enrico the most, and they were also worried that Enrico’s mental state would cause problems in this town.
For Enrico’s sake, they were willing to be locked up here by Enrico.
Paige was moved, nodded at her, and then went to Blanca’s side to cut her ropes.
Blanca looked at her silently, and the moment her hands were released, she embraced her.
Paige was unprepared and was pulled down, landing on her knees, but she threw herself into Blanca’s arms.
Blanca hugged her tightly, her arms closed, her eyes red, but she didn’t say a word.
Paige knew she was having a hard time right now, so she reached out and patted her, “It’s okay, don’t worry.”
Blanca still held her tightly.
“What happened?”
The two people who went out to see the dog barking rushed in. Before they could see what was going on inside, Casey and Eduardo, who had already gotten free of the rope, saw the situation and rushed up to beat the person, knocking them unconscious on the ground.
Blanca then let go of Paige.
“Stop fighting, you were all forced to do it,”
Paige said, especially in a city like this, you have to stay alert and know who to hurt and who not to hurt.
“Oh.”
Casey and Eduardo obediently stopped, and turned to look at the JT members, “What about these people?”
As soon as she finished speaking, Paige felt Alonso’s gaze on her. She pondered for two seconds, and said, “Bring them all into the Folsom family, including Justin.”
Alonso did not object to her words.
After Paige finished speaking, she thought of one thing, and her gaze swept across the faces of the JT members, frowning, “What about Jared?”
In an instant, the faces of the Folsom family members all darkened, and they all looked at her with words on their lips.
Paige’s heart sank, and her wrist was grasped by Brangelina, who stood by her side looking at her with a complex expression. “Paige, you… be prepared.”
Paige’s fingers went cold.
“Jared is dead.”
“…”
Paige completely broke down.
The group left the house silently.
The door of the house was wide open, and moonlight shone through the tree tops.
A pair of somewhat worn men’s leather shoes stepped into the courtyard door, and the moonlight fell on the man’s long and lean figure, adding to the coldness.
The courtyard was empty, with discarded ropes, a lone wooden stake, bloodstains on the ground, and the smell of rust in the air…
Enrico stood in the doorway, took out a clean handkerchief and held it in front of his nose to block out the unpleasant smell.
He walked in step by step, standing at the doorway and looking inside.
The ground was covered in cut ropes.
There was no one left.
Enrico looked on, and after a long while, he let out a low chuckle. The grey eyes behind the glasses were cold.
They really went all out.
They didn’t even spare the guards he sent, taking them with them.
It’s getting more and more interesting.
He smiled as he turned around and left the empty house. As he walked out the door, he casually threw his handkerchief on the ground.
…
In the Folsom family, the lights never went out all night.
“Can you go easy?”
The girl’s angry shout pierced the silent night.
Nick sat in a chair, rubbing his shoulder where he had bruised it. He was speechless as he looked at the person glaring at him, “Little maid, what are you shouting about when I’m just rubbing my shoulder with medicated oil?”
Anyone who didn’t know would think he was molesting her.
Kelsey stood there, her eyes wide, “You can’t treat this body like that anyway! You have to rub it slowly and gently.”
This was the body of her benefactor, and it couldn’t be treated so roughly.
Nick was provoked by her words, and gave her a defiant glare before rubbing his injury hard and pressing down fiercely.
In Kelsey’s pufferfish-like, exploding gaze, he screamed in pain for a while, not knowing who he was pleasing.
Nick took a cold breath and looked at her, saying, “I’m telling you, you little minx, you’re not lusting after my body, are you? I’m telling you, it’s not going to happen.”
“…”
Kelsey was very angry, however, and shouted, “Where’s Justin? Where’s Justin?”
No one answered her.
Because Justin was currently lying on the ground, dying, with a piece of ginseng in his mouth, whether he would survive was questionable, not to mention waking up on their behalf.
The entire hall was filled with the smell of medicinal oil.
The Folsom family members were each rubbing medicine on themselves.
Blanca was sitting alone on the sofa, with bruises on her wrists and ankles. She didn’t rub any medicine on them, but just sat silently.
Beinice stood by and watched her sister, sighing.
They were the daughters of the Folsom family, but did their relationships have to be so turbulent?
The lights in the large courtyard outside the door dispelled much of the darkness.
Paige and Alonso sat by the fountain pool.
Paige wrung her fingers. Jared was dead, scared to death by Enrico, a development she never would have expected.
There was no time for grief, she had to think about the next step.
“I have the core members of JT in my hands, and those defending the city dare not disobey. As soon as it gets light, everyone will leave the city first.”
She spoke indifferently, and these words were meant for Alonso.
“Don’t touch anyone from JT,” Alonso said, his voice thick and expressionless, just as it had been in the dungeon.
Paige looked at him sideways. Alonso couldn’t look his daughter in the eye as she looked at him now. He just stared straight ahead, expressionless, and said, “They didn’t commit the crime a hundred years ago. They’re not evil people. If Justin and Jared had been more selfish, they could have just hypnotized me and made me their puppet master, instead of going to all this trouble to find you, set this up, and hoping that you would agree with JT’s philosophy and lead them on.”
“Isn’t it extremely evil to use a living person for practice?” Paige said coldly.
“They are only loyal to JT and the will JT left behind,”
Alonso said, suddenly chuckling to himself self-deprecatingly, understanding that his words would not convince his daughter, who had always had her own opinions.
But at this critical juncture, Paige had no intention of arguing with him about this, and asked, “Jared is dead, is there any way to wake Enrico?”
Alonso shook his head, “I can give it a try, but I’m afraid it might backfire.”
The hypnotized person can only be awakened by the hypnotist.
“Then I’ll take him out of this city first,” Paige had said everything she wanted to say, and she stood up and walked out.
“Paige,” Alonso called out to her, “I’m sorry.”