If the two big men who caught up behind him continued to rush forward, Claude would definitely continue to cast magic flying arrows. But now the two big men stopped and went to check the injuries of the two big men who fell on the ground.
This gave Claude enough time to react.
With a thought in his mind, Claude decided to try out how harmful the mental shock spell would be to people. Aren't the two members of the Black Snake Society in front of him the best test subjects?
"Pah!" Claude shouted softly, targeting the big black man on the right holding a square-headed iron ruler.
"Uh..." As if he had been hit by a sap in the head, the big black man swayed, rushed forward two steps, and held on to the mud wall next to him. He did not fall to the ground, but the expression on his face changed from fierce to a little confused.
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Next, "Pa!" Claude unleashed another mental shock on the big black man.
This time, the big black man's neck was clearly beaten, as if a stick had hit him on the head. He spun around twice, as if he was spinning. The square-headed iron ruler fell to the ground, and he put his hands on it.
He unconsciously groped up and down the mud wall, his mouth split open, and he giggled "Hehehe...".
The other big man on the left holding a triangular scraper was startled. He originally squatted down to check the wounded on the ground, but his companion beside him suddenly became crazy. But he immediately realized that it must be Claude!
As the personal bodyguard of the Black Snake Association's third eldest brother, Squint Kamadi, this big man with a triangular scraper should be considered the best in the group. He roared and forcibly changed his squatting posture.
In order to rush forward, he pushed his feet hard on the ground. In the blink of an eye, he had rushed over a distance of more than three meters, and the triangular scraper was inserted straight into Claude's heart...
Claude never expected that this big man would pounce so fast. In his haste, he didn't even have time to cast the magic flying arrow, and he just hit him with a mental shock.
It's just that although this big man with fierce eyes and an indomitable momentum was shocked in the head and received a blow like a sap, he still remembered the original intention of rushing towards him, which was to severely injure Claude first, and then stabbed the triangular scraper in his hand.
It was almost in front of Claude's eyes.
Claude dodged quickly and made another "snap" sound. The big man's head was hit like a sap again. His steps staggered a little, his body began to shake, and his arms were shaking, but he still subconsciously used the triangular scraper.
Pointing to where Claude was hiding.
Claude was not polite at this time. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the big man's arm holding the triangular scraper. He broke it hard and pushed his left arm forward. With a "plop", the triangular scraper was sent into his own body by the big man.
lower abdomen.
"Ouch..." Although this big man suffered two mental shocks from Claude, his mind went blank and he looked like an idiot, but he could still feel his own pain. As soon as the triangular scraper pierced his lower abdomen, he immediately felt pain.
He fell to the ground holding the injured area and howled miserably.
Claude stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. It was too thrilling just now. He relied on the magic to get a little carried away. He regarded these members of the Black Snake Society as dishes on his plate. Unexpectedly
Seeing that my opponent reacted so quickly, I was almost overturned by this big man holding a triangular scraper. But fortunately, nothing happened, and I didn't capsize in the gutter.
It’s no wonder that Claude was so vicious. If the triangular scraper penetrated the lower abdomen of this big man, it would most likely cause fatal injuries. But just now, the big man’s target was pointed directly at Claude’s heart, and he clearly wanted Claude’s life. Since
In this way, Claude doesn't mind retaliation. If you want my life, I will want yours. It's fair and reasonable. Anyway, if these garbage from the Black Snake Society die, more people will applaud and applaud. Kill these.
For Claude, there is no inner turmoil in the offal.
Not far away, the big black man who had also received two mental shocks was squatting and shaking his head, as if he had some signs of waking up. His hands were also groping on the ground, probably looking for where he had left them.
The square-headed iron ruler on the ground.
Hmm. It seems that the mental shock spell also has an effect on people, but the effect does not seem to be as obvious as that of those beasts. Claude's research disease started to attack again, and now he was thinking about the differences between the two.
To deal with those large beasts, cows, horses, and wild boars, you only need one mental shock. This has been proven through experiments. But why do you need two mental shocks to deal with these big men to knock them into an idiot state?
And their recovery time seems short-lived...
Claude has always jokingly called this mental shock a sap spell, but now it seems that the sap spell can only be used as a metaphor. This is not a real sap spell, otherwise these big men would not need to be hit twice in succession to become idiots.
A simple comparison makes it clear that the physical strength of those large beasts is better than that of these big men. If it is really a sap, it can shock the spirits of those beast fragments. This spell should be more effective on these two big men.
, without the need to do it again. Just like a 100-pound stick can smash a beast into an idiot state, then if it hits the heads of these two big men, they will have their heads broken and bleed to death, instead of being a little confused and still conscious.
The big black man over there had already touched the square-headed iron ruler on the ground. He grabbed it in his hand and was about to stand up unsteadily while holding on to the wall.
"Pa!" Claude gave him another mental shock.
The square-headed iron ruler fell off the black man's hand again, and an idiotic smile appeared on his face again. "Hehe, hehe..." He squatted on the ground and smiled at Claude like a puppy...
It seems that it is the difference in brain capacity that causes the different effects of the mental shock spell. As we all know, the brain capacity of beasts is much smaller than that of humans, so a mental shock can make beasts become idiots, while human resistance is
It's much stronger. After all, it's not really a sap hit on the head. This spell should use a mental shock wave to shock the brain into a blank state. Only in this way can it be explained.
After thinking about this problem, Claude suddenly felt refreshed. Because he was worried that the big black man with the square-headed iron ruler would regain his consciousness again, Claude said "pah, pah" twice again and gave him another shot.
Got two mental shocks.
Now the big black man started crawling around on the ground, like a newborn baby, falling to the ground from time to time because of the lack of coordination of his hands and feet.
Hehe, the only one left in the alley was the squinting Kamadi. Claude let out a sinister laugh of unknown meaning, and stepped towards the stunned third son of the Black Snake Society.
The squinting Kamadi was about to go crazy. Just a moment ago, he had a large number of people on his side, and he was fierce and waving the weapon in his hand to chase the enemy who was retreating hastily. Who would have thought that it had only been a few minutes, which meant that he had blinked his eyes dozens of times.
, the whole situation has completely changed. The four personal guards who were chasing after me have all fallen to the ground, oh no, there is another one crawling on the ground, crying like a baby...
The squinting Kamadi blinked his triangular eyes again, as if he didn't dare to confirm what he saw. A creepy feeling spread all over his body, and he felt cold all over, and the fine iron dagger he held tightly in his hand was
The handle also became slippery and wet, and I could hardly hold it...
What on earth is going on? Squinting Kamadi recalled everything that happened again. He waved his hand and commanded his four personal guards to rush forward and kill the mysterious masked man. Then the masked man stepped back and the four
The guards rushed forward waving their weapons.
Then, the two guards chasing at the front fell to the ground inexplicably, as if they had been plotted. The two guards behind stopped and were ready to see what was going on. However, the strangest thing happened.
The guard on the right, Decolin, seemed to have been hit hard, or twice, and was a little dizzy. Corliss on the left immediately rushed forward, but seemed to have no resistance, and was grabbed by the masked man's arm.
He immediately counterattacked and inserted the triangular scraper into his abdomen...
How is this possible... The squinting Kamadi is well aware of the skills of his own bodyguards, none of whom are famous for their street fights and have lives on their hands. They can usually kill those cowardly people in the streets with just a glare.
The civilians were frightened and cried, but they acted like weak chickens in front of this masked man, and they were all eliminated in the blink of an eye.
At first, when the three men were beaten to the ground, Kamadi looked at him and was not too panicked. They would be empty-handed, and the masked man took advantage of the sneak attack. But now the four personal guards all have dicks in their hands.
, they can be said to have experienced hundreds of battles and are among the best in the Black Snake Association!
The squinting Kamadi began to tremble, and he pointed at the masked man in front of him with a fine iron dagger: "You, don't come over..."
Claude followed suit: "Okay, I won't go, then you can come over."
Maybe he didn't expect Claude to answer like this. He squinted and Kamadi was stunned, but he immediately woke up, threw the fine iron dagger in his hand at Claude, turned around and ran away.
"Whoops!" Claude quickly dodged, and the fine iron dagger passed by his ear, and a "puff" came from behind him.
Turning around, with the help of the dim moonlight, Claude saw that the fine iron dagger was inserted squarely into the vest of the big black man who was crawling around while studying the baby on the ground. It seemed that the big black man was also in danger.
, he was lying on the ground, his body shaking like a reflex, his mouth vomiting blood, and he could no longer scream.
Blame it on your own boss for throwing daggers around... Claude suddenly felt like laughing. He turned around and looked at Kamadi with squinting eyes: "Hey, if you want to escape, there is no way."
Shaking his hands, he fired two more magical flying arrows, and watched as they hit the crook of the knee of Slant-Eyed Kamadi. He saw the fleeing Squint-Eye Kamadi falling forward like a dog, ignoring the blood on his face that was bleeding from the ground.
All he could do was hold his knees and roll around on the ground screaming.
"Run, you keep running..." Claude walked over slowly and calmly, squinting at Carmadi, his two feet were broken, and his two knees were shot and made big holes.
As far as Claude understands, the injury cannot be treated. From now on, the slant-eyed Kamadi will become a wheelchair Kamadi.
Claude walked up to him, looked down, and was about to walk away. But unexpectedly, the slant-eyed Kamadi who had been wailing suddenly pulled out a short knife from his shoe tube and rushed towards Claude.
"I just like your ruthlessness! You have to be like you to join the underworld." Claude praised.
He was already on guard, his steps slipped, and Squint Kamadi jumped into the air, stabbing Claude's shadow with the short knife in his hand. Claude no longer gave him a chance, although Squint Kamadi lay on the ground and stretched out his hand.
It can't be hit, but doesn't Claude still have two feet?
He kicked the wrist and dropped the short knife to the side. Then he raised his foot high and stepped hard on the right elbow joint of the squinting Kamadi.
The crisp sound of fractures accompanied by high-pitched screams echoed in the alley.
"Eliminate all evil, this is the wise saying passed down by our ancestors!" Claude raised his foot again and stepped on it hard, this time aiming at the left hand of the squinting Kamadi.
"Ouch!!!!!!" The high-pitched screams continued loudly.
"It's too noisy." Claude said, kicking Carmadie's chin with a sideways glance.
The screams suddenly stopped, and "Pfft", Kamadi squinted and spit out a small piece of his tongue. His mouth was full of blood. He tilted his head and passed out.
"It's time to call it a day." Claude whistled easily.
Without the interception of Black Snake Club and others, Shark Club Gerald and four others had already entered the courtyard, but they did not return to the two-story building. Instead, they stood at the courtyard wall half a man high and watched Claude helplessly.
One person knocked the five people including Black Snake, Squinting Kamadi and others to the ground, and then stepped on them with another foot.
Now there was one more person among them, and Kefni, who was busy in the house, also ran out and stood beside her sister Catherine. They watched Claude whistling as he passed by their door...
"It's so cruel..." Catherine murmured.
Everyone around him nodded in unison.
"So what should we do now?" one of Gerald's men asked.
"You go to the Black Snake Club to report it, and call some of our people by the way. The rest of the people and I will go and see if there are anyone alive, and if so, we can save a few, so as not to get involved in this matter.
Until we..." Gerald sighed, feeling aggrieved in his heart. He was obviously his enemy, but now he had to lend a helping hand to them. He felt so unwilling...