Suddenly, Jack had a bad feeling again. He saw the people on the ground clutching their throats so hard that their fingers were stuck in the wounds. Their thick knuckles were poking in and out of the bright red gaps.,He thought to himself, unconsciously starting to be thankful that he had just locked the door...,"Whew—I told you so. I waited outside for a full five minutes and didn't see you come out. I thought you might have messed up, but it turns out you just had a broken artery; no matter, as long as you finished the job. That way...we can be considered both people and loot."。