Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 142, Masters of Road Robbery

"Doing things? What to do so late, let's listen..." Claude suddenly had some fun, was this delivered to the door? He ignored the two figures blocking the road, asked in a low voice, and continued to move forward.

"I am numb, I told you to roll away and didn't hear it!" A black shadow angered, striding over with his fist, and it seemed that he wanted to give Crowder a sly lesson.

Claude, who looked like this, saw much more. After a close-up of five seconds, Claude knocked the goods to the ground and set foot on one foot.

"Talk about you, what are the bad things that your black snake will do here?" Crowder used a force on his feet, and the ground was rubbed against the ground with his face.

The other black shadow went two steps forward. I didn't expect his partner to be taken so quickly. This time he stood there and did not go back. Seeing that Claude tortured his companion with his feet, he screamed with courage: "Stop, let go of him!"

"Right, I forgot one more." The underground is still tough, the scalp is rubbed or not snoring, and Claude feels that it is better to change the target.

One kicked on the head of the ground, this stunned and stunned. Crowder walked to the front of the figure, the man panicked, licking a dagger from his waist: "You, don't over, come over, me, I have a knife."

Claude ignored him and went on.

The person in front saw Crowder approaching step by step, and finally panicked. The dagger in his hand turned to Claude and ran away. He ran and said: "Fast, come, man, yes, there..."

A magical flying weapon was hitting his ass, and he squatted on the spot: "Hey..."

This is painful. Claude was a bit shameful. He was aiming at his thigh. He didn't expect this guy to be a short leg, and he shot it on his ass. This injury, even if it is saved, is also awkward to work.

Not waiting for Claude to come, this guy has already fainted.

After thinking about it, Claude used to search the two guys on the ground. Unfortunately, the money around the two people is less than a silver tale.

"I rely on, how poor and how come face mixed." Claude whispered.

There was a rush of footsteps in the front corner, and it was clear that the scream of the guy who had just passed out had alarmed the people who were working.

The alley is very dark, only to see the shadows, Crowder admire the four people who the black snake will come over, how the eyes will be so good, at a glance, they are not themselves.

Nonsense, Claude wearing a burqa is like a black bat, and the two lying on the ground are worn wool coats, so the distinction will of course be recognized.

When I saw my two companions fall to the ground, Crowder reached out and explored in their arms. The members of the four Black Snakes immediately exploded, and all the weapons were rushed over.

"Don't kill this bastard, it was robbed on our heads."

The distance of seven or eight meters, but unfortunately they did not have the opportunity to rush to Claude. Chloe, who had been prepared for a long time, was the four magical flying leaves. For him, this distance was enough to put the four members of the Black Snake Club down.

"Ouch……"

"what!"

"Hey, hey..."

The first two normal wounds were placed on the ground, but the third one was unlucky, and the luck was not good. It was just in front of the last companion, and he gave him a magical flying sun. Two screams slammed into the ground, no gas.

If you say that you can rescue a magical flying weapon in time, you will be killed. After all, this is equivalent to a close shot of a musket, even a thick wooden door can open a small hole, not to mention the human body more weak than the wooden door.

Even though Crowd is mostly targeting the stomach and lower abdomen, he does not mind whether it is the key to shooting. He is only concerned about whether he can hit the distance so close. As for the injury, he does not matter. Anyway, the more the black snakes will die, the more they die. There are already many black snake members in their hands, and how many more can be done.

In the blink of an eye, three companions were planted on the ground. The last lucky black snake member who escaped a magical flying horse scared Lima not to go forward again, looking at the black that was less than three or four meters away from him. The figure, he could not help but tremble.

At this moment, the clouds in the sky revealed a gap, and a moonlight sprinkled from the cracks. The alley suddenly got a little brighter. He finally saw Claude's dress, a dark burqa, a hood, a black mask on his face... a flash of light in his head, the horrible scenes and rumors in his mind. It flashed out and he immediately knew who he was facing. .

"Oh, oh." The hand axe he was holding fell to the ground, and then he immediately slammed it down: "Don't kill me, Master, Master, I, I surrender..."

Claude was about to send another magical flying weapon to let the fish in front of the net squat down, but did not think that the remaining members of the Black Snake Club were soft eggs, not only smashed down, but also pleaded for mercy. Just listening to what he said for mercy, Claude was a little worried: "You, you know me."

The black snake club member looked at Claude's burqa and nodded hard: "You, you are a mage, please, please forgive me, my offense..."

Claude followed his gaze and saw the burqa he wore. He understood that this dress had already killed many members of the Black Snake Club. It seems that most members of the Black Snake Club know that there is such a favorite to wear. The magician who wears a burqa, and they have already hurt many of them.

"What do you do with the black snake in this alley at night, and still seal the road without letting people go?" Crowder asked faintly.

This black snake club member who is kneeling on the ground understands why this mysterious magician is facing these people again. It is a terrible disaster. You have to go through this small alley at this time. And these people are also unlucky, just choose this time to do things, this is not on the rush to die?

"French, Master Master, our second leader is to take us to the shark to negotiate, about the shares of the seven pubs in the public dock area." The members of the Black Snake Club quickly and honestly said what they want to do. come out.

"Looking for a shark to negotiate?" Claude thought, some wrong: "Where is the shark going to negotiate? You are not teasing me, sharks will be in this alley? The public dock area is Their site..."

"No, it's true, Master Master, you don't know, Shark's current acting president, Gerard's girl, lives in this alley, so Gerard will come back every night. This time we The two ties of the Black Snake Club, we are blocking them, just want to let Gerard sign the shares of the seven pubs in the dock area..."

"It seems that it is not right. It is not that the black snakes can't find the sharks before the return of the merchant fleet. I heard that this is the guarantee that your boss will do in the town office."

"This, this, you don't know, Master Master, now in mid-February, the merchant fleet has not come back. It is said that they will not come back again, so the peace agreement between our black snake and the shark will be invalidated. The guarantees that our boss made in the township are no longer counted. Because the town halls that have secured the peace agreement have been exempted from public office, no one cares about them..."

Claude smiled, and did not expect his father, Mr. Morsan was one of the great shackles of the black snake.

"Now Bailu Town is already the biggest of our black snakes. Our bosses have served as the squadron leader of the garrison squadron. Therefore, the two leaders who went to the Sharks Club’s Gerard negotiations are trying to get the pub’s shares and put the sharks. Drive out of the public dock area."

The members of this black snake who are kneeling on the ground are still chattering. Claude said that, sure enough, the black snake would not be so embarrassing to implement the peace agreement, the father began to suppress the sharks when they were removed from office, this is still the case of their boss in the military camp training. If there is no training and military supervision in the whole town, I am afraid that these two underground organizations have already bleed the dog's brain. It is not going to stop a few people every day.

"Do you have money?" Claude asked suddenly.

"Oh, yes, rich." The black snake member who was squatting did not understand what the problem was, but he still answered very honestly, for fear of angering Claude.

"how many?"

The members of the Black Snake Club rushed out of their purse: "I, I have a silver tale and three rias."

Crowder walked over and took his money bag, and then pointed to the three companions on the ground who came with him: "Give them a search for me, all the money is found out. Hurry, there is If you hide it, I want you to look good..."

This style has changed too fast. The members of the Black Snake Club did not reflect it. Some of them couldn’t figure it out: "Fa, Master, you, what are you doing?"

"Action is quick, the two roadblocks are not to rob me. Just now you rushed over and said that I was robbing you, so I don't want to disappoint you, officially rob you once, I hope that the money around you will satisfy me. Tell me without money, just cut one hand or one foot is enough."

The members of the Black Snake Club rushed to the ground and explored it on his companion. It was probably a long time ago. It was clear where his companion’s money was in his body, and he would have three more money in his hand. bag. Because he was worried that the money would be too little, Claude would be angry. He also smashed the gold ring worn by a partner.

When I touched the purse, a weaker companion still wanted to resist, but he was slap in the face to his face: "The paralyzed, labor and capital are saving you, don't know what to do."

Three purses and a gold ring were held in the hands of the Black Snake Club members who were still on the ground.

"Everyone fell in a bag and saw how much?" Crowder said in a hand and a hand axe from the ground.

The members of the Black Snake Club stared at the slowly turning hand axe in Claude's hand. He snorted and swallowed a large mouthful of saliva. He quickly bowed his head and counted the coins in the purse by clear moonlight.

"French, Master, Master, a total of two Silver Tal, four Riazor, seven Susir, three Finney, and six pennies..."

"The paralysis is all poor, can you not bring more money when you come out?" Crowder snarled.

The black snake members who are squatting want to say that they have never paid for anything in the slums, and they have nothing to buy. The big stores don’t dare to go in. They all have backgrounds. Can't afford it. At most, they are getting cheap food and drinks from the hawker stalls in the slums. If they don’t have to gamble with their companions at night, maybe he won’t bring money...

"There is a ring on the other hand, you take it for me." The wizard in front of him pointed at him.

Impossible, who has a ring in my hand, I still don't know, but he turned his head to obedient, then there was a gust of wind, and the brain slammed an axe. Before he passed out, he had only one thought: he was fooled...