Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 143, Fighting in a Small Courtyard

Crowder felt very unhappy when he licked the bulging bag in his hand. Six people, there are no five silver taels added together, don't look at the full bag, which is full of copper coins. If it weren't for himself, Crowder couldn't really hold his hand. I didn't expect these black snake members to be poorer than themselves. I really don't understand that they are so poor that they are mixed with a fart.

Throwing the purse into the backpack behind him, Claude can only hope for the second leader of the Black Snake Club. I hope that the second-ranked leader will not give the black snake a shame. A few more silver coins and gold coins, don't stuff them like copper coins under his men's hands. It's too cold, and it's too much trouble to count them.

Claude made a fuss, and decided that the remaining members of the Black Snake Club would have to cut off one of their hands or one leg if they didn’t have a Silver Tale. Let them develop good habits. A silver tale to keep your hands and feet. Otherwise, if you are busy with the money you have earned in one night, you can't afford even a box of white root powder, which is not worthwhile.

A box of white root powder sold in the medicinal store on the open-air market is only 18 silver taels, which is almost half cheaper than the fat old man of Hurian. This will be provided by the members of the six black snake clubs. Oh, plus the gold ring is almost five silver taels. I hope that the remaining black snake members will be able to make a good point and let them get together. Four silver tale, enough to buy a box of white root powder.

With the white root powder, you can continue to do the alchemy magic test in the study room of the cabin. A box of white root powder saves the point and uses enough trials to complete the flintlock. When I think of myself as a one-way rune mage, I have to rely on the gangsters and miscellaneous pieces of these black snakes to collect the material cost of doing the alchemy magic test. Claude feels sad and comes to all the magicians. Lost face...

Unsurprisingly, the place where the black snake would block Gerard was the home of two sisters, Catherine and Kevini, in a double-storey building at the end of the alley.

It’s just that this time it’s different from the squinting Camadi who blocked them. The black snake wouldn’t dare to tear up the peace agreement with the Sharks. The squinting Camadi blocked Gerard’s party just to disgust them. I was there to call you.

But the second leader of the Black Snake Society took the occupied double-story building. The crying and screaming that Claude heard was from the home of the two sisters of Catherine.

There is a small yard in front of the double-storey small building. The small yard has only four or five torches in the half-length courtyard wall. Under the fire, five or six figures can be seen shaking in the yard.

Crowder walked less than a dozen meters away. The people in the yard saw someone coming to think that they were their own people. There was a voice asking: "What happened to that side, I heard Robben’s coward. What is shouting, what is he doing so loudly? Is it another Wright's fist? Hahaha..."

Claude did not answer, just walked to the front of the yard, stood still, and looked at the situation in the yard. There were more than six people in the yard, and there were three lying on the ground, but the three were lying on the ground, and they looked like they were miserable. Obviously, these three beggars should be guarded by the shark club's acting president, Gerard.

"Hey? Who are you, where did you come from, what do you want to do?" Finally, someone found that something was wrong. Claude was not dressed himself, but he didn't understand why he stood still at the door.

"Robbery!" Claude said: "All stand up and kneel, hands behind your head."

The six black snake members in the yard were stunned. You look at me, I look at you, and then laugh at each other, laughing very badly, even laughing with their stomachs.

Even a shark who is holding a head and squatting on the ground can't help but scream and laugh. The black snake member next to him laughs and licks his feet. He smiles and says: "My day, labor and capital look at you. So miserable thought that you hurt the most, can not bear to start, you are loaded ..."

It’s ridiculous to have a black line at Crowder. Is there anything wrong with me? Look at your dress, no problem! Raised the hand axe in his hand: "Laughter, serious, tell you, rob!"

Not to mention okay, when the members of the six black snake clubs laughed even more, they were all unhappy, and they almost rolled their stomachs and rolled on the ground.

Crowder suddenly understood a truth, why is it that the most irritating and ridiculous is the most irritating opponent. This is also a **** surge, too angry, and you are also funny, tell me, so inexplicably become your jokes who can stand it.

I was trying to give him a magical flying weapon that made him taste good, but he saw two members of the Black Snake standing up and laughing, standing up and touching, one hand holding a stone sarcophagus. Holding a hunting shovel in one hand, the arrows on the two cymbals are already aligned with Claude.

"Haha, man, lost the little hand axe in your hand... hahaha, holding a small hand axe to rob us six people, how did you come up with it... hahaha..."

Crowder finally knew why they laughed so happy. They thought they were taking a small hand axe and robbing them. Compared with the two stone scorpions in their hands, they saw this little hand axe in their hands. It’s really a little too small.

I didn't expect the black snakes to come out with two shackles at night. No wonder they used Claude with a small hand axe as a big joke. Claude loosened his finger, and the small hand axe "jingle" fell to the ground. But when Crowder reached back, he took a long-range arrow-protected spell on his body.

"Hey, kid, come slowly, and then, as you said, stand up and put your hands behind your head. Hahaha..." The guy with the scorpion shouted at Claude. Road: "I have never seen this posture yet, how did you think of the kid?"

"How come out of our ass, let him demonstrate it anyway."

"I like this kid, my courage is not small. I dare to go to the door with a small hand axe. He is not afraid of the six of us. It is very good, boy, promising, I am optimistic about you. Hahaha..."

"How do you know that he is not afraid at all, you haven't seen his entire face covered, and he said that he has been scared and we are scared, but you can't see, haha..."

"Come, boy, didn't you hear, or I will open a big hole in you. Slowly come over, right, first remove the cloth from my face, let me see who you are..."

The members of the six black snakes in the yard talked indiscriminately, and they did not put Claude who lost the small hand axe in his eyes. In their view, Claude, who was aiming at the two arrows, has become the fish on their palms. How to rectify how to rectify.

Crowder sighed softly, raised his hand, and two magical flying glasses shot. The two black snakes who stood together and talked happily, screamed, and slammed the wound on his stomach to the ground.

The two strings of "铮" and "嘣", the arrows of the sarcophagus and the hunting scorpion have been shot in front of Claude, but they seem to be blocked by an invisible barrier, almost in midair. After a while, I lost momentum and quickly fell to the ground.

This is called the extreme sadness, the remaining four black snake members are stunned, the remaining smile on the face and the horror to the expression at the moment twisted together, almost scared off the chin. No one thought that this masked thief who took a small hand axe to the door to robbery turned out to be a magician.

The guy with the hunting hunter reacted the fastest. First, he slowly stepped back two steps. He felt that Claude didn't pay attention to the hunting hunter in his hand and went to Crowder's direction. He turned and wanted to run. It is a pity that Claude raised his hand, and a magic flying sun opened a hole in his back. He fell to the ground without a word, and he was mad.

For those members of the Black Snake Club who took the scorpion stone and shot people, Crowder hated it and went straight to the hand.

The guy who was thinking of taking another stone sarcophagus also came to a magical flying sun. Another member of the black snake who stood by the side saw the guy who took the hunting scorpion and died. He knew that he could not run away. Just squatting down a heart, raising his hand, a paper bag with white fog flew toward Claude, and also screamed: "Picture!"

Pull out a sharp knife and rush toward Claude.

He is only five or six steps away from Claude. He first throws a paper bag and then pulls the knife and rushes up. With only a blink of an eye, he had already rushed to Claude, and the sharp knife in his hand was insidiously inserted into Claude's left rib. This place is the key point. If you plug in it, you will go half a life directly. If you want to struggle, you will not struggle. Obviously, this guy is a veteran of the black hand, and it is very likely that his men will have life, or they will not be so vicious.

Claude saw an unidentified object coming in with a very suspicious white fog. He could only duck his head and did not dare to pick it up. This stuff gave him a bad feeling. Sure enough, this paper bag with white fog fell to the ground around him, splashing a white smoke. When Claude saw it, he wanted to swear. Oh, this is not lime powder. It’s really the three bad things.

It’s just that he’s already stunned, and the guy who threw out the lime powder paper bag has rushed to his side with a knife and inserted it into his ribs.

Claude can only retire. He has no guys on his hands and can't resist the knife in the other hand. And this guy with a sharp knife is a good hand, very experienced, seeing Claude rushing back, he also quickly rushed into the distance, and Claude kept close distance, so that the sharp knife in his hand does not leave the heart of Claude's body. The part is always threatened.

With his entanglement, another member of the Black Snake Club reacted, pulling out a triangular thorn and rushing over it, still screaming in his mouth: "Don't kill him!"

The members of the Black Snake Club with the sarcophagus over there are tall, strong, otherwise they can't hold the heaviest sarcophagus. When he saw that two companions had already entangled Claude, he threw the stone sarcophagus in his hand on the ground, and then rushed over the big axe used for chopping wood.

Claude was helpless and continued to move backwards. The sharp knife had been crossed from his chest several times, and he was touched by his body. He really wants to hold the sharp knife and fight back, but the guy with the sharp knife is very cautious. He doesn't have a big sprint and slap, it is a tentative sniper and cut, as if he can be on Claude. Just make a big hole. This is the biggest threat to Claude.

If I had that energy shield, it would be nice... Claude remembered the magician who ambushed himself in the woods, and the energy shield on his body made him no threat to him, whether it was a dagger or a short sword. Can't hurt him. If the fishbone dagger that you are not carrying is just a devil's dagger, maybe you will rot the body...

Claude forgot that the energy shield was a first-class spell, and he couldn't use it unless he could become a second-ring rune mage. But now his long-range arrow protection spells are obviously unable to withstand the close-pointed sharp knife. This is really strange. The powerful arrow can't break the defense, and the light-pointed sharp knife can easily cut through the invisible. Barrier...

Crowder suddenly fell straight backwards and seemed to be mixed down by the threshold. The guy with the sharp knife and the black snake member who caught the triangle thorns in the back were all together because Crowder fell. The place is two meters away from the threshold. He is flat on the ground. How can he fall?

But their hesitation became the timing of Claude's reversal, and at the moment of the fall, the distance was opened. Claude made two magical flying glasses, right in front of the chest of these two guys. The two men were shocked and snorted, slamming their chests and slowly falling down. This place has been hit, it has not been saved...

The last tall man with a big axe didn't expect his two companions to be suddenly turned over by Claude after he had the upper hand. He lifted a big axe and screamed, and he was not ready to throw it. Still ready to rush over. But Claude didn't give him a chance, and a direct magical plane let him close his mouth forever.

At the end, Crowder rolled over and sat up, rubbing his sweat on his forehead...