Chapter 1840: Two Chances

"What are you doing?" Han Sen looked at the baron coldly and asked.

Seeing so many people appearing, the baron let go of the woman's gown, stood up and said to Han Sen with a smile: "Patriarch, I just want to have fun with this Kate untouchable. I have been here for a few days. Staying in the city for days, I'm about to get sick."

"Kneel down to apologize to her and ask for her forgiveness." Han Sen said expressionlessly.

The baron was still fooling around, with an indifferent look on his face, and said with a smile: "Patriarch, he's just a pariah, there's no need to do that, right?"

At this time, there were many people around, including those mothers and children, as well as barons and viscounts. Whether they were in the light or in the dark, they were all looking at Han Sen.

"What will he do with that baron? Treat him, I'm afraid it will chill the hearts of many barons, follow him to the death, not even touch a low-haired girl, I'm afraid no matter how difficult it is for anyone to really help him. If he dies, The prestige of the head of the family will be greatly reduced, and there are pros and cons to whether it is cured or not." In the room, a viscount looked at Han Sen and the baron from the window, showing a playful expression.

The others are also waiting for how Han Sen handles this matter. The final result is also an opportunity for them to understand Han Sen.

And those children and women feel more complicated and anxious. They are very afraid that they and their children will be like that young mother. They have no ability to protect themselves and their children. Now the only thing they can rely on is that... man. If that man gave in, even if it was only half a step, it would mean that they would fall into a very sad situation.

Han Sen looked at the baron and said nothing, but slowly pulled out the ghost tooth knife from his waist.

Originally, he didn't need to use the ghost tooth knife to deal with such a baron, but this time it was different, so Han Sen still held the ghost tooth knife in his hand.

It was the first time in the past few days that Han Sen had pulled out the Ghost Tooth Knife from its sheath.

"I'll give you another chance. Use all your strength to prevent me from being killed. I'll pretend nothing happened. I forgive you." Han Sen said, looking at the baron indifferently.

The expression on the baron's face froze slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Patriarch, she's just a lowly daughter-in-law. If you want it, at worst, I'll catch ten or a hundred more and bring them back to you."

The corners of Han Sen's mouth turned up slightly, and with a knife in his hand, he walked towards the baron step by step, and said in a voice without any emotion: "It doesn't matter if one thousand or ten thousand, but they are now my Han Sen's property, who would dare not?" With my permission, if you touch my property with a finger, I will kill him. Those who don't know are not guilty. I gave you a chance to live, but you gave it up. Now I will give you a second chance. Take me I forgive you for this knife. You are the first person who touched my property and had a chance to live, and you are also the last one."

Seeing Han Sen approaching step by step, his aura was like a blade, and his killing intent was like a tide. The baron summoned his own genetic weapon, which was a tower shield.

The baron thought to himself: "You are just a baron. You have a king-level knife in your hand, but you can't exert its true power. Even if I am not your opponent, can't I even stop you with a single knife?"

Most of the barons and viscounts thought the same way, and felt that although Han Sen's words were harsh, they were giving the baron a chance to live.

The same baron level, the baron is armed with a shield-shaped defensive gene, it may be difficult to kill him with a single knife.

"If the Patriarch keeps his word, the subordinates will be punished by the Patriarch's knife." The baron said loudly, holding the tower shield in front of him.

Han Sen had already walked in front of the baron, with a cold expression on his face, he slashed at the baron, because Han Sen had not yet reached the Viscount level, and the Ghost Tooth Saber hadn't been aroused with sword aura, it just cut straight down like that.

The baron roared and pushed the tower shield in his hand up.

Click!

The ghost tooth knife seemed to be cutting tofu, and directly tore the baron's genetic armed tower shield into pieces. The baron retreated in shock, because the genetic armament was destroyed, his chest was churning, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

However, his body was not seriously injured, just a point between his eyebrows, a little bit of flesh was pierced by the tip of the knife, like a small red spot, it was not serious at all.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for your innocence." The baron saluted Han Sen with a smile, a smug smile on his face.

The many barons and viscounts also felt a little contemptuous in their hearts, and secretly said: "As expected, he still relies on us to develop the eclipse star, so how could he really kill him? It's just a show."

Han Sen didn't say a word, and put the ghost tooth knife back into his waist, but kept staring at the baron indifferently.

The baron wiped the blood from his forehead, but found that he couldn't wipe it off. The small wound was bleeding all the time, and his face changed slightly.

Soon, the wound began to spread on his forehead, tearing the flesh on his forehead directly, spreading towards his face like a spider web.

Then it spread from the face to the neck and the whole body, and the wounds split open, exposing the fat and muscle fibers inside, and blood gushed out.

"Ah!" The baron fell to the ground and let out an inhuman scream. The pain of being torn flesh and blood is probably more painful than thousands of knives.

"Family...patriarch...forgive...forgive...life..." the baron pleaded on the ground while screaming heart-piercingly, but the inhuman pain made him unable to finish his sentence.

"I gave you a chance." Han Sen said lightly, without even moving his eyelids, he turned and went back to his room.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night. The baron's body was torn piece by piece, peeled off piece by piece, and wailed for a whole night, and he didn't die until the next morning.

When other people went to see it, they found that pieces of flesh and blood had fallen to the ground, leaving only a skeleton of the baron.

Moreover, the skeleton frame was still being torn apart, with cracks spreading on the white bones, and the bones were torn into pieces after several days.

Everyone was terrified, that kind of death was a thousand times crueler than killing with a knife.

"It's a good death." Gu Qingcheng just said lightly, if she was allowed to come, she would make the baron's death even worse.

After this time, the barons and viscounts were all panicked, while the mothers and children respected and feared Han Sen, and were somewhat grateful.

Now they all understood that the lives of them and their children depended on Han Sen's thoughts alone. As long as Han Sen didn't nod his head, no one could hurt them.

On the contrary, if Han Sen wanted them to die, they would definitely not survive, and they would die miserably.