"Well, over there." Claude raised his chin, signaling the pig-headed man not to forget the three people tied up in the corner and the body on the ground. Then he stuffed the exquisite deerskin money bag of Fat Niu Bowen, the second son of the Black Snake Society, into his arms, and then collected the money found on the four Black Snake Society members into a money bag and threw it into the backpack behind him. inside.
The pig-headed man hesitated a little, but under Claude's gaze, he still walked towards the three Geralds in the corner. Gerald glared at the pig-headed brother. The pig-headed brother cried and defended: "Boss, brother, there is nothing I can do."
It's not that I don't want to resist, it's just that the mysterious masked mage behind me is too cruel. Look at the five Black Snake members in the room. Except for Fat Cow Bowen, none of them are famous players. But in the blink of an eye, they all fell to the ground. They were breathing out but not in. It was all over. . This masked mage is here to rob us, not to save us. He doesn’t care if we belong to the Shark Society or the Black Snake Society. Those Black Snake Society outside are even worse, boss, don’t believe it, you just didn’t see it.
The pig-headed man communicated with the tied-up Gerald with his eyes, but Gerald could not understand the meaning of his eyes, so he glared at him fiercely, as if he disdained to see his rebellious appearance.
The pig-headed man squatted down and first dug out the pocket of his brother's corpse on the ground. He took out a money bag and then touched the pockets and trousers. After confirming that he had gained nothing, he reached out to Gerald. It was also an exquisite sheepskin money bag. It's bulging, and it seems like there's a lot of money in it. Gerald's eyes were about to burst into flames, but he was tied very tightly and could not struggle. He could only watch the pig-headed man's blood-stained hands digging and touching his body.
The pig-headed man took out a few more copper coins from Gerald's body. After finding that there were no omissions, he turned to Sister Catherine who was also tied tightly next to him. After hesitating for a moment, he still stretched out his sinful hand towards Catherine's enchanting body. At this time, Claude said: "Forget it about women."
The pig-headed man breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly turned around and presented the two money bags. Claude noticed that there seemed to be a slightly regretful look on his face, as if he was dissatisfied because he wanted to do something he looked forward to but was terminated. After taking another look at Catherine's strong tied body and high protruding g&bu, Claude understood the reason.
But seeing as how well-behaved and obedient the pig-headed man was at night, Claude was not prepared to argue with him. He put away the two money bags and said calmly: "Well done, I'll leave it to you to clean up."
After patting the pig-headed man on the shoulder and waving his burqa, Claude went out and left.
The people in the room were stunned for a long time, and then it ended like this. They suspected it was a dream.
It took a long time before Gerald came back to his senses and cursed at the pig-headed man standing stupidly in the room: "Hurry up and untie the rope for me."
The pig-headed man quickly went up to untie Gerald. At this time, the fat cow Bowen was still breathing. He had just been hit by a magic arrow in his stomach and fainted from the pain. Only now did he wake up and said, "Help, help."
"Hey, he's not dead yet." The pig-headed brother was a little surprised. When he touched the pockets of the Black Snake Guild members, it was obvious that the four Black Snake Guild masters were hopeless. They were either dying or on the road to death, while Fat Niu There was no sound from Bowen, who thought he was dead.
Gerald, who had just been untied, moved his hands and feet, picked up a handful of &bi beside the members of the Black Snake Society, went over and cut the rope tied to Sister Catherine, and then walked to the fat cow Bowen to check the wound: "It's still It can be saved, he just has a hole in his stomach, and there is so much fat on his body, so it’s not too serious, and it can be cured with a bottle of healing potion.”
Fat Niu Bowen's eyes flashed with hope. He raised his hand with difficulty to pull up Gerald's clothes: "Save, save me, I will definitely repay you."
However, Gerald laughed, and stabbed Bowen, the fat cow, in the heart with his backhand: "Save ia &bi. The labor and management will not care about your reward."
The pig-headed man was shocked: "You, butcher Bill will go crazy if you kill him, and they will fight us to death."
Pulling the &bi out of his heart and watching the blood spurt out, Bowen, the fat cow, kicked his foot twice and died. Gerald’s expression did not change: “Do you think we will be fine if we don’t kill him