Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 133: Do It

Claude suddenly realized that he seemed to think so simply that he was now facing a dilemma, a dilemma. First of all, he's dressed now, just like the last time he went to Julianna to buy a fat old man's basement, masked. He doesn't want to reveal his identity, so he can use his mysterious masked magician's identity. He doesn't need to worry about anything, it doesn't matter if he hits hard.

He was looking for Albert's whereabouts at night, thinking that Albert's casino was supposed to be a pretty shabby one, and he was just gathering a dozen gamblers there. He could totally destroy the casino in the name of robbery and take the opportunity to kick Albert's ass and make him suffer. That way, people would just think that Albert just happened to be more unlucky and wouldn't question his head.

But what Claude didn't expect was that the Black Snake would open such a big, high-end casino in the Glades, and he ventured into it, and he got himself into trouble before he could find Albert. No wonder the maid in front of her repeatedly asked herself to take off her coat and take off her scarf. After all, this is not the old street. All the gamblers present showed their true faces without their coats. Some bet that the liver fire rose and they were sweating and even naked. Even the maids dressed in summer dress, and the light came out from time to time while walking.

And because of the heated copper pipes, the temperature is at least a dozen degrees higher than the outside, and it doesn't feel cold at all. Claude was dressed so tightly that he stood there looking right and left. Of course, it was very conspicuous. Several big men in black skinny vests kept staring at Claude's every move. It was very polite to let only one maid try it out...

Now Claude has only two choices, one, rejecting the waitress's request, not taking off her coat, not taking off her scarf, and then facing the big guys watching the field. They simply couldn't have allowed Claude to remain mysterious and not reveal his identity masked and continue to wander around in the field, and apparently they saw Claude as an ungrateful man.

The second option is for Claude to take off his jacket and show his identity, and he believes someone here must know who he is. Just to let people know that they are Claude and then more restrained, the spell is never going to be used, and they can't kill everyone present to extinguish it. But this way, even if Claude finds Albert on this field, he won't let Claude do it against Albert.

The reason is simple: Albert was a guest here, he had money to gamble here, and Claude wasn't, and the last Silver Tall Claude around just now was also awarded to those two leading Black Snake members. You can't afford to go in there and teach him a lesson. That's not going to work with the Black Snake. Claude can't beat the big guy in the lookout without the spell.

If Mr. Morsan hadn't been arrested or the chief executive, perhaps the Black Snake would have sold him another face and not treated Claude too badly in the mess. But now that Mr. Morsan is off-limits, the Black Snake Club will lose its grief. Perhaps he will take better care of Claude. After all, Mr. Morsan was one of the powerful men who suppressed the Black Snake Club before his arrest.

Claude's biggest fear was that his actions would involve his mother, his sister and his brother, who, for almost two years now, had treated them as true relatives and were reluctant to let them be harmed for their own reasons. That's why he went out at night dressed like this, to avoid being discovered who he really was.

However, when Claude was still thinking about what she should do, the maid in front of him had made a choice. The maid grabbed Claude's scarf, Claude's subconscious push, and the maid fell to the floor with a "oops”, but her hand held Claude's scarf tight and pulled the scarf down...

But the purpose of the maid wanting to see Claude's true face was still dashed, as Claude was wearing a black mask that covered most of her mouth. Claude was supposed to wear a mask first, then a scarf outside.

Well, Claude doesn't have to think about what he chooses anymore, and the big man in the black fur vest has come up, one, two, three, four, five, six, that's six. Headed by a bald-headed man, at least one head taller than Claude, with his muscles sticking up, he could tell from the muscles of this body that he was powerful.

The bald guy pressed his nose and yanked his chin against the two big guys next to him, indicating that they were up and grabbing Claude.

“Ask him what he's doing here.” The bald-headed man looked at Claude with disdain and said that even though Claude was dressed so mysteriously and veiled, no one could see him. Claude's one meter eight guy looked thin compared to these six big, strong guys.

Claude's disadvantage is that he has a lot of concerns before doing things, before and after thinking. The bosses of previous generations have criticized him like this, and there is no one-size-fits-all strategy in the world, and even if you are prepared enough, you are likely to be destroyed by unexpected circumstances. When we set our goals, we do our best to be successful. It doesn't matter, it's just to make more money and make less money. As long as we work hard, it's not our fault to fail...

The passers-by wasn't as excited as the boss in his previous life, but if he made a choice, he would always go to work wholeheartedly and strive for maximum results. Just like now, since he doesn't have to think about making any choices, he just made the first move, while the six big guys around him were not alert, six magical flying arrows lightning out...

“Ow...” the scream was connected, six magical flying arrows into the belly of six big men, six big men fell on the ground, his stomach was covered with convulsions on the ground, blood quickly flowed on the gray and white ground...

“Ah... ah... Murder...” The maid with the Claude scarf in her hand was stunned by the change in front of her, so she returned to God for half a day to make an astonishing scream and scared Claude.

Those in the basement lobby who were gambling loudly heard the maid screaming and looked back, scared to throw away all the gambling and chips in her hand, sneaking around, sometimes the maid and gambler slipped to the ground and screamed to drill beneath the table with a rolling ribbon.

Claude ignored the maid who was still screaming, and he walked to the entrance in the lobby, where there was a staircase leading to the second floor platform, and the maid just said that there was a private room available here, and Claude wanted to see if Albert was gambling in those rooms.

But Claude quickly stopped, patted himself in the hand, and looked up at the other group of men in black leather vests appearing on the second floor platform.

There are five of these big men who appear on the second floor platform, and it seems that this black leather vest is the black snake's uniform for the big man here. Unlike the six men just now, the five men standing on the second floor platform all had a stone crossbow in their hands, and at this point the sharp crossbow on the five stone crossbows was pointed at Claude.

“Who are you? Take off your mask and let me see, who has the guts to come to our Black Snake Club mess?” Two men flashed behind the five men with stone crossbows, currently a middle-aged man in a dark grey evening dress, reddish in colour, with a faint comb of brown and yellow hair, who seemed to have just returned from dinner. He gracefully held his hands against the platform's cloud market railing, standing high and watching with interest Claude below.

He was beside him, a thin tall man in a dark brown short-punched coat, with his hands around his chest, and his waist drummed up, as if with two short swords, he was guarding the middle-aged man.

More than a dozen watchmen in black leather vests also appeared in the two corridors of the basement hall, holding either crossbows or weapons of all kinds. And Claude came in the iron fence door, and the four doorman came around with a weapon...

The gamblers who were just running away, the waitresses finally settled down and didn't scream and run around, they consciously scattered around the four walls of the basement hall to watch the buzz. And on the second floor, there were a dozen gamblers and waitresses, watching curiously from the top down.

Claude Herron discovered that the Albert he was looking for also appeared in the crowd on the second floor platform, full of red light, and there was a maid upstairs who was so full of shame, watching and handing on the maid...

Claude was so angry, he didn't have a heart, he made a mess of his family, he was happy here, it was a human face. But Claude was calm, just a glance away from Albert. Now, if someone finds out they're looking for it, even if they can get away, they'll find clues from Albert.

The middle-aged man on the second floor platform saw Claude not responding, only four times to gauge the surrounding situation, he couldn't help but get angry: “Do it, leave him a breath, it doesn't matter if he dies! ”

“Boom! Boom! Bang...” Five big men on the second floor platform pulled down the trigger and five crossbows flew like lightning. It was just unexpected that the five crossbows were about to arrive at Claude's body as if they were blocked by something invisible, parked one inch from Claude's body, then dropped one by one...

The middle-aged man on the second floor platform was white and backward, and the skinny, tall guard beside him had pulled out a short sword to protect him.

Claude didn't care about this middle-aged man. He flew with magic arrows. First against the five men with stone crossbows on the second floor platform, then against the dozen men in black leather vests coming at him from all sides of the basement hall...

It's been more than ten minutes since Claude broke his arm and stomped his foot into a coma.

Error... Claude wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He shouldn't have dealt with those with bowbows first. In fact, after taking a remote arrow protection spell on his body, these guys with bows and arrows are no longer threatening themselves. Instead, they have swords and these short-sighted weapons. The big man threatens himself even more.

Fortunately, in time for his own enlightenment, after shooting down the five men with stone crossbows on the second floor platform, he shot the men with swords ready to fight close to him. A dozen people embraced each other, busy their hands and feet, backed up and fired magic arrows in a row before blocking this wave of attacks, and only three big men watching the scene came close. But for Claude, it also took a lot of effort to overthrow the three men.

Only then did Claude realize that the people in the basement hall had run almost as far as they could, leaving more than a dozen uncertain if their legs were soft or frightened, either hiding under the table or shrinking at the corner of the wall. If you look at the lobby again, no wonder these people are so scared. There are 20 big men upside down on the ground, and the breath is moaning + moaning and screaming. The lack of air has not moved, the ground is bleeding into rivers...

Claude had no fluctuations in his heart. Anyway, the gangsters at the scene were all members of the Black Snake Society. They were all a bunch of bastards. Kill, kill, have no feelings or regrets. I just started fighting so nervously, I couldn't stop myself, I just thought I could put one down, I can't even take the magic flying sagittal place to death...

Think about it, on the other hand, if you fall into their hands, it's bound to be worse than these guys lying on the ground, even involving their mothers, their sisters and their brothers.

Looking up at the second floor of the platform, there was no one there. Claude noticed, even in battle, that the middle-aged man and his escort, as well as a dozen watchers, including Albert, had long since vanished. But Claude can be sure that they haven't gone downstairs, and that staircase leading up to the second floor has been empty, and nobody has come down from the second floor.

As long as they're still upstairs, Claude believes he can find them one by one. Wait, Albert, I'm coming... Claude walks up the stairs.