These big shots are actually me

Then he, Mozo, was Cromwell back then, and he was also the biggest anti-imperial careerist...

Chapter 23 The doctor said that my stomach is not good and I cannot eat hard food.

After thinking about this level, Mo Zuo came up with the idea of ​​running away quickly.

But just after he turned around, he saw the elf craftsman kneeling at his feet even in death. And the leader of the men in black robes who could never die again.

He just escaped like this. Of course, he can avoid a lot of trouble, but the problems on the empire's side and the elves' side are probably as high as the mountains. And the most important thing is that the power of the man in black robes who is the most important person is actually Stay out of it.

so. I still can't sneak away? So what should I do?

What Mo Zuo didn't notice was that while he was thinking, the girl behind him woke up and turned around. The girl's pretty face showed confusion about the current situation at first, and then panic as she recalled something. Of course, she might have seen two dead people and a huge scrapped golem not far away.

In addition, there was an unknown man in front of him who was holding a musket. The horror on the girl's face was clearly evident. However, she didn't make a sound but instead covered her mouth tightly, and at the same time, she was thinking of countermeasures quickly.

At this time, Mozo heard a movement from the sewer. Then two men in black robes came out, who looked back to check because their boss never came.

The other party didn't know why he didn't notice the situation on Mo Zuo's side at first, and said nonchalantly:

"Boss, please retreat quickly. The situation above has stabilized. If you don't leave, I guess the extraordinary beings from the Overwatch Council will gather here. Boss?!"

As he spoke, the man in black robe saw the leader who died tragically and the master craftsman who knelt down and died.

Immediately, Mozo knelt down on one knee and raised his gun to aim. At the same time, Mozo also consciously adjusted his position to protect the girl behind him.

Such subconscious love made the girl behind him immediately understand the identity of friend and foe, and her eyes were instantly filled with surprise and admiration that she might not even be aware of.

Isn't this the scene from her favorite opera? ! And it’s not a fake script, it’s a real knight and damsel in distress! ! ! !

Oh, by the gods! Please bless my knight to win!

The other party also responded immediately. As soon as the person on the left raised his hand, the originally bright room fell into darkness. The person on the right could not see clearly due to the darkness, but Mozo heard the footsteps approaching quickly.

Following his feelings and previous memories, Mozo pulled the trigger in the darkness.

Huge tongues of fire spurted out, but for the extraordinary beings who still occupied the ideal location, such a blow did not have much effect. However, he successfully forced the opponent back with the help of the light emitted by the musket.

Mozuo barely managed to see where the other party was, and then immediately threw away the long gun in his hand and took out the revolver he had previously obtained from a soldier who looked like an officer. Fired another shot in a possible direction.

And while he was constantly moving backwards, he also raised his hand to keep the girl behind him as close as possible to his back.

Mozzo hated the Duke of Windsor because the old immortal burned the collection-level doll that he had finally overcome his fear to acquire. But the girl is innocent.

It was also at this time that a gentle and pleasant voice sounded in Mozo's ears:

"Trust me, shoot for the upper right corner!"

Is she awake? ! After a brief thought, Mozo immediately fired in the direction the girl said.

This time, there was indeed a cry of pain in the darkness. And accompanied by the rapid movement of heavy objects after landing.

Immediately, the girl's voice sounded again:

"Lower left corner, shoot! Quick!"

Mozo also quickly turned his gun and fired again. But this time I was not as lucky as before. But it also successfully forced the opponent back to advance again. Fortunately, the other party didn't bring a gun or throwing knife.

And he is also a low-level transcendent who prefers melee combat.

But what about the other one? While thinking about this, cold sweat broke out on Mozo's back.

Does the other party want to maintain darkness, or is it preparing some killer move?

Before Mo Zuo could continue thinking, he heard the girl exclaiming slightly crying from behind:

"There's someone here again!?"

What, someone is here again? ! Mo Zuo also felt his heart sink.

But he did not give up. Instead, he lowered the muzzle of the gun and prepared to pull out the spur from his boot. But before that happened, the girl behind Mozo suddenly hugged him from behind.

"Miss Windsor?!"

Mo Zuo was anxious, why did this woman suddenly interfere with my movements! Were you playing me in the previous collaboration? !

At the same time, Mozuo also heard a footsteps close at hand, and then raised his hand and fired.

Then there was an angry and helpless voice:

"Boy, you hit the wrong person!"

At the same time, Windsor's voice sounded again:

"It's from the Overwatch Council! We are safe! Mr. Knight!"

"What?!"

Mo Zuo was stunned, and the dark room returned to light again.

Mozo's eyes seemed a little uncomfortable with the sudden light, but fortunately it was only temporary. After squinting, he adapted to the light.

I also saw the situation at the scene. The latter of the two men in black robes had fallen to the ground and did not know whether he was alive or dead. The one who attacked them in front was pushed to the ground by two men in trench coats.

In addition, there are more people in windbreakers. And not far from him was a middle-aged man who was covering his shoulders and looking at him with some anger and confusion.

Seeing this, the girl who was protected behind him just now suddenly let go of him, then stood in front of him, opened her hands to protect Mo Zuo and said:

"I'm sorry for your injury, but Mr. Knight didn't do it on purpose, and as a member of the Overwatch Council, you didn't inform yourself of your existence in advance, so I think you are fully responsible for this accidental injury!"

"You cannot and do not have the right to take any accountability or revenge against Mr. Knight!"

After hearing this, the man's face turned dark instantly. Mozo was also helpless when he heard this. Miss Windsor, if you say this, others will still think of causing trouble even if they don't pursue the matter.

But Catherine Windsor continued:

"Of course, your injury was caused by Mr. Knight after all. I am willing to make some humanitarian compensation for this! How about one thousand gold pounds and a superior recovery medicine?"

A thousand gold pounds? !

As soon as this number was spoken, everyone present, including the man in black robe who was still struggling, looked at Miss Windsor in disbelief.

Seeing everyone looking at her like this, Miss Windsor looked around and said strangely:

"Is it too little? Then it's two thousand gold pounds! If it's more, I'll tell my grandpa!"

Suddenly, there was a gasp of air from the entire audience.

Godly and rich woman, this is it!

Chapter 24 There is someone above me!

The girl's voice had obviously stopped long ago, but everyone felt that the words floated around their ears for a long time.

Two thousand gold pounds? And a superior recovery potion? How much does this add up to?

As the calculations progressed, everyone felt more and more that their brains were running out. They were extraordinary people from the Overwatch Council, specializing in combating various cultists and solving extraordinary incidents.

Therefore, the salary and benefits are already very high, but even so, the humanitarian compensation Miss Windsor mentioned is still beyond their understanding.

Even the captured man in black robe gave up the struggle for a short time and kept calculating his gains and losses. He was a secret force of the empire. He was unknown during his lifetime and had no monument after his death. Although the empire promised to give their family secret special care.

But no matter how he calculated it, he didn't think that his life could be exchanged for two thousand gold pounds and a high-level recovery medicine...

No more, as he continued to think about it, he suspected that his firm belief was about to collapse.

Thinking of this, the man in black robe couldn't help but burst the poison sac hidden in his teeth with sadness. Then he died instantly. With the death of the man in black robe.

The extraordinary beings present were able to regain their senses:

"No, my tongue is dead!"

A man in trench coat immediately stepped forward and pinched the man in black robe's mouth. After looking at it carefully, he cursed:

"Damn it, there's poison in the molars!"

On the other side, the man in black robe who was shot by Mozo glanced blankly at the man in black robe, and then looked at Miss Windsor and Mozo with complicated eyes.

After opening his mouth for a long time not knowing what to say, he pointed to his other arm and said to Mo Zuo for some reason:

"How about you shoot me in this arm too, otherwise I won't feel safe holding the money!"

Mo Zuo was stunned when he heard this, then raised his hand and fired, using up the last bullet.

The man in the trench coat opposite also covered his arms and jumped to his feet:

"Damn it, you really shot me!"

Mozo was stunned again and wanted to say, weren't you the one who ordered the shooting?

But Miss Windsor was ahead of him and said with her arms akimbo and frowning:

"Didn't you ask Mr. Knight to shoot? Why are you so stupid to shout at Mr. Knight? You are such a bad person. Of your two thousand gold pounds, I am only willing to give you one thousand! "

Suddenly, the others couldn't help laughing. The man in the trench coat also had a grimace and said nothing. But immediately, he became happy again.

He still earned a thousand gold pounds with blood!

What happens after that is relatively simple. After the official extraordinary people briefly inquired about the matter, they brought Mozo and Miss Windsor to the ground, arranged a carriage, and sent them to the Overwatch Council in the new city.

In the Overwatch Council, Mozo and Miss Windsor separated midway. Mozo didn't know where Miss Windsor went. He only knew that he was taken to an airtight room.

However, there were no instruments of torture, only a table, two chairs, and a chandelier powered by an unknown source.

Mozo, who was sitting quietly in the room, knew that for him, tonight's drama could really begin now.

Soon, a well-dressed man with gold-rimmed glasses walked in, holding a document in his hand.

The other party spread out the documents and sat across from Mo Zuo. He first looked at the documents, then compared the photos with the real Mo Zuo, and then said:

"You are not Miss Windsor's escort or entourage, and you have nothing to do with Miss Windsor. At the same time, you are also a resident of the new city. Why would you appear in that place?"

Mozo said seriously:

"I don't wish to make any statements about that."

When the other party heard this, he pushed up his glasses in a very funny manner, then clicked on the document and said:

"You are a commoner, and you are also an honors student at Cromwell University. I think you should have enough IQ to understand your current situation. Young man, I advise you to be honest. In this way, since you saved Miss Windsor For your own sake, we will try our best to give you preferential treatment.”

In response, Mozo nodded and said something that shocked the other party:

"I know, but I also believe that the Duke of Windsor will not let you do anything to me."

"No, why should the Duke of Windsor help you?"

"Because I saved Miss Windsor."

"..."

Looking at the stunned and silent expression of the other party, Mo Zuo knew that although the other party did not speak, he was deeply convinced by this reasonable wording.

Miss Windsor was willing to pay him two thousand gold pounds to resolve the accidental injury, which shows that Miss Windsor herself recognized and thanked him for his kind deed at that time. Coupled with the temperament of the Duke of Windsor recorded in the Unknown Book.

After much consideration, Mozo made a plan to temporarily hide part of it. After all, he was going to the ruins for promotion. Then his path is a brand new one, which is really not easy for outsiders to know too much about. Anyway, the Grand Chancellor of Windsor will make the other party give in.

And most importantly, it doesn't really matter why he is there. What's important is how much he knows about the relationship between the black-robed people and the elf master craftsmen.

Mozo didn't intend to hide this part.

At the same time, a sneer came from behind Mozo. Then a middle-aged man suddenly appeared in the void.

Obviously, the other party has been here for a long time and has listened to everything.

Seeing the middle-aged man, the person interrogating Mo Zuo also quickly stood up and saluted:

"Captain."

After the other party waved his hand, he sat in that person's seat, and then looked at Mo Zuo very interestingly:

"Indeed, the Duke of Windsor will not leave you alone. Based on this, we really don't dare to do anything excessive to you. However, young man, if you give me convenience, I can also give you convenience. Everyone is accommodating. It will always be beneficial in the future.”

"Anyway, you should also know that with the relationship with the Duke of Windsor and what happened tonight, you are destined to deal with us more in the future. And."

As he spoke, the other party took out a gem emitting a faint blue light from his arms and said:

"And you are also a transcendent, right?"

Looking at the gem that was probably used to identify extraordinary beings, Mozuo said with an unchanging expression:

"I'm not going to explain why I am where I am, but I will tell you about the man in black robe, the stone statue, and the elf craftsman."

"Is this right? Wait, you said the elf master?! That elf is a master craftsman?!"

The middle-aged man nodded happily at first, then stood up and propped up the table in surprise and looked at Mo Zuo.