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"...P-Please… Kill me… now." The man, covered in blood, said in a weak voice.
Puchi!
Without saying anything, Max stabbed the knife through his neck so he wouldn't die immediately.
"Argh! You… bastard~"
Ignoring him, he washed the knife and his blood stained hands with some water from the inventory and walked out of the room.
He could still hear weak, hoarse screams and whimpers from Aaron's room, which told him Aaron was still not done venting.
He wanted to wait a little, but right then he heard faint commotion in the street and realized the screams had done their work--they had attracted the people.
So, he went into Aaron's room.
After a glance at the half-dead bald man, he looked at Aaron, who had a savage, hate-filled look on his crying face, his emotions in mess, and said, "Enough! Finish him off now."
