Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 104: Do It

The meaning of the dilemma is twofold. The first is the difficulty of choosing, and I don't know which one to choose. Another meaning is that the results of both choices are not very good, no matter which one you choose looks bad...

Claude felt like he was in the same situation and faced difficulty in choosing.

Choice one, turn around and go back from the other alley. If you just do that, you'll have to cross that intersection again, and Julian, the fat old man in the midnight stall under the rain shed, will know what's going on here if he sees you again and understands why he's going back.

So maybe tomorrow night's deal will change, so the fat old man might think he's weak because of his evasion, give him a price increase or something. Greater possibilities therefore pose a threat to one's personal safety, and the value of an alchemy spell array is enough to provoke the disgruntled.

Option two, take off the robe, unveil the napkin, and walk over generously. It is believed that the members of the two underground clubs confronting each other will recognize themselves or put themselves in front of their father, Mr. Morsan. The only consequence of doing so is that a lot of people will know that they are passing through this alley at this time.

So when my father asked, he could only answer to go shopping at Julian's grocery store, and he couldn't say to come back from the wind and moon on Old Street. Once this wind gets to Julian's ears, then this fat old man has a good chance of knowing that he is the masked one, and that will expose the identity of the magician he wants to hide...

Claude was very annoyed, and the joy of having the Alchemy Magic Array set up at the underground acquisition point at night swept away. I had no idea I'd come across something like this. It was a fire in the city gate. If you keep blocking yourself like this, you really don't know when you'll be home, then your mother will nag your father and ask you where you've been at night. It's annoying to know if...

And of course, Claude had another option, which was to keep this masked outfit just walking forward and making way for the bastards in front. But there are two other possibilities. One is that those people let themselves through, after all, they are just passers-by, not involved in their confrontation.

The second possibility is that those bastards ignore their own demands for a way out, and even get themselves out of here. If that's the case, Claude doesn't mind giving these guys a lesson. Anyway, I've heard a lot about Black Snake and Shark Club. I don't have a crush on the members of these underground clubs. I know what kind of assholes are up front.

There's a proverb that's right, Weili, that's what Claude is in right now. If he hasn't been promoted to a first-degree scribe, then he'll have to sniff out when something like this happens. But now that there are magical flying arrows and spiritual shock, he is not afraid of the members of the underground club in front of him.

Night, night, night, wind, fire. Claude looked up at the sky, and the silver moon, though it was as bright as it used to be, did not bring much light to this alley. Even though neighbors in the surrounding neighborhood hide in their homes and follow the confrontation in front of them, they cannot be seen or distinguished when they perform their own spells.

Oh, I've always wanted to find someone to try the power and spiritual shock of magic arrows, these assholes are the best test subjects. Perhaps when the news reaches the ears of this fat old man, Julian, he'll put away his caution and add a safety guard to the smooth trade tomorrow night.

Claude stopped hiding in the dark, but stepped out from under the eaves and went forward.

“Excuse me, excuse me. Get out of the way.” Claude whispered politely in front of the opposing horses.

This time, the members of the Black Snake Society screamed half a dozen words and some dry tongues. The most peripheral ones were already weak, and the voice was half low. Only occasionally, they screamed a few more shouts. One of the thinnest tall guys outside heard Claude calling for a way out, turned around, first stunned, then yelled like chicken blood:

“Oh, what a strange evening! We ran into a couple of bad guys in the front, and there was a dead guy in the back! Everybody, look where this idiot came from! Who are you trying to scare in the middle of the night? Make way, paralyze you! You're still blindfolded. Let me see who you are! ”

Talking about this thin, tall guy stretches out his chicken claw and wants to rip Claude's mask off.

Claude sighed in his heart that it was impossible for him to get through smoothly, but nothing was possible, these black snake bastards.

Grab the chicken claw stretched out, pull up, that thin tall one in a row "Ow! Ouch! It hurts...” screaming.

But this skinny tall man was clearly an old street fighter, although Claude accidentally snapped his two fingers and screamed as he slipped down. But his reaction was not slow, and Claude had already tied his other left hand to the right wrist of his finger and pressed it down so as to ease the pain in his right hand. At the same time, he borrowed his own sliding motion, head down, feet backwards, holding the pain of his right finger being broken, head down to Claude's chest...

Claude took a slight step backwards and then lifted his right knee to the skinny, tall head.

“Pfft!” “Ah...” Twice, the thin one fell to the ground, and the person was not awake.

“Bang” is the sound of a lean face coming into contact with Claude's right knee, the momentum rushing over him and the force lifting the top of his knee, both of which make Claude seem to hear a few slight fractures at the moment of contact.

The thin face can no longer see what it looks like. The whole nose collapses in, the eyes pop out, the mouth is spraying blood, as if it bit the tongue, the face will be all bloody stained. Coma past is a good thing for a skinny tall guy, at least he won't have to endure the tremendous pain on his face, like that half-sounding scream.

In fact, most people didn't realize what was happening when the skinny tall guy fell to the ground. The most important ones, like the oblique Camadi, didn't know what was going on over there. He only heard a scream from the periphery called the skinny tall guy, and then suddenly the sound stopped. Something bad seemed to have happened. Immediately afterwards, he heard two of his men yelling and shouting...

The lean tall and Claude's two nearest Black Snake members almost watched the thin tall fall on the ground and couldn't get up. The first time they reacted, they opened their hands and pounded on it. The mouth was full of rage. * * You had to smash your bones to do it. When I caught you, you looked good, and then I peeled you clean and threw you into the lake to feed you fish, and so on. These words that usually scared civilians...

Claude took several steps backwards, pulling the distance between the two mad dogs. And the two members of the Black Snake Club who jumped at me thought Claude was going to run away and rush faster. The big man in the front punched him and yelled: “Don't you dare run away, labor must beat you up today! ”

Claude leaned his head back, and the big man's eight punches swept away from the tip of his nose by an inch. Claude leaned against the wall to the right, and the other guy who jumped at him was blocked behind him by a big guy who punched him more than half his body and had to move to the side. And by then, Claude had bowed down, holding the arm of the big man in front of him with his left hand, and the whole man bowed his head forward and approached the big man's body, turning half to the hard elbow in the heart of the big man.

People who didn't see it clearly thought Claude had been hugged by that big man, like he was in his arms, and this gesture was a little ambiguous. But no one knows that this big man is actually rigid, the heart and soul belong to one of the key parts of the body, this place is hit hard the whole person will hold his breath, his body is weak, the severity is also life threatening.

This big man behind Claude is still standing there at this moment, but it's already an empty shelf. He was beaten to pieces by Claude's heart and elbow. He can't breathe a single breath, his face has been held red, his brain is confused, the feeling of paralysis caused by chest pain is all over his body, this time he can't even move a finger. If Claude wants to push him gently, he'll fall all over the floor.

But his companion did not know that he had been badly wounded and thought that Claude had been embraced by him. This was a good time to hit the water dog, and the masked man had been unable to resist. He knew very well that his companion, although there were no chapters in the fight, was not afraid of pain, and that the person caught by him could not escape easily, which is why the Black Snake Society's old three-oblique Camadi brought him with him.

“Hold on tight, I'll give this son a few times, then strip his clothes and slowly soak him...” After this big man said harshly, then turned to the front, facing Claude forked his legs, right hand fist, left hand ready to roll up the sleeves, which is also a means of intimidating the civilian, usually he is in such a position which civilian is not crying for forgiveness...

“Ow!!!!!!” This scream is as long and loud as the best male treble. It's just that this crying howl brings cold in the heart, and all the men who hear it can't help but clamp their legs. Even several households around the alley with oil lights on put out the lights immediately. This is the only howl echoing over the alley...

Claude just had a foot, of course, kicked a little harder under the crotch of this big man who was going to use himself as a sandbag to practice boxing. Who told him to stand in front of himself so relaxed and fork his legs unprotected, Claude would feel that he had failed the big man in front of him.

The crotch is also one of the main causes of men, or arguably the most important body parts. Many men prefer to lose their heads and their lives immediately, rather than lose their crotches.

So all the people present and the neighbors of the neighborhood who were secretly watching around the alley appreciated the pronunciation of the best male treble that was delayed by the gangster, watched the big man with his hands under his crotch so he could bang there and scream with his voice, and eventually the howl went down and the big man didn't. I saw him slowly kneel on the ground, then slowly lay down, his body twitched on the ground, his legs weak slipped, very much like the big peeled bullfrogs sold at the restaurant...

Then everyone's eyes focused on Claude, who was held by the previous man. Claude leaned back gently, and the big man behind him suddenly softened down, sliding along Claude's body to the ground like he was boneless. Someone nearer found out that the big man's face was already blue and white and seemed to be holding his breath.

Oblique eyes, Carmady, this would have taken care of the shark club Gerard, and he pushed away the two men in front of him, walked up to the front, looked at the three fallen men on the ground, turned his white eyes and stared at Claude. “Who are you? What do you want?"

Claude shrugged: “I'm just a passerby, I let them down, they won't let me want to do it again, and then you see it all...”

In karate, Claude is not afraid of the gangsters in front of him. They are all soft and afraid of the hard ones. His body has been emptied by the wine color for most of the time. Usually, he tries to scare the inhabitants of the slums. When he encounters the hard ones, he immediately becomes a pussy.

Claude didn't actually expect the members of the Black Snake Club to clean up so well. The three guys who fell on the ground all looked like a vicious image, but they didn't sweat anything when they did it.

If you really want to compare, Claude even finds it harder to deal with the physical students at school, especially in horn lessons. When two or three students come around, Claude can't eat and walk, and is often suppressed to admit defeat.

Now that there are only five of them left, Claude is confident to get them all down and go home alone.