NOVEL WEB chapter 157
82、You too…
Cold sweat dripped from Lorenzo’s nose.
Even Shuerzi couldn’t help but mutter a curse under her breath.
In the shadow of that rooftop, alongside the dwarfish figure, appeared a dozen emaciated silhouettes.
These shadows were dressed in black, their presence exceedingly inconspicuous, even fewer in number compared to the elites of the Red Fire Gang behind Lorenzo.
However, when they emerged, everyone in the narrow alley, whether bloodthirsty thugs or elite warriors indifferent to life and death, instinctively tensed up, like beasts surrounded by hunters.
In the upward gaze, the bowstrings in those shadows’ hands were drawn tight by pulleys, ready to unleash at any moment, the sharp and potentially poisoned arrowheads gleaming with a chilling light under the indifferent moonlight.
There were a total of fifteen military-grade magical crossbows, looking almost brand new. Though not many, from their elevated position, they were more than enough to turn everyone in the alley into a porcupine within thirty seconds!
“Mouse Club? Sam Jed?”
Lorenzo stared fiercely at the dwarfish figure, trembling with rage: “You want to get involved too?”
The Mouse Club, compared to large gangs like the Red Fire Gang or the brutal Hyena Gang, seemed to have little reputation among the common folk in the lower city. Yet it was an organization that every faction in the lower city feared immensely.
Because it was the black glove of the noble lords, specifically handling all the dirty work for those who didn’t want to get their hands dirty!
Logically, they shouldn’t casually interfere in this matter.
Moreover, those magical crossbows…
Lorenzo discreetly glanced at his trusted aide, who scanned the numbers and bloodstains on the crossbows, his expression darkening as he silently nodded.
Damn it!
“Ha ha, I really didn’t want to get involved, but who could resist the allure of Dragon’s Blood for us who can only scrounge crumbs from the lords’ tables?”
Sam Jed, standing at just one meter tall, poked half of his ugly face out of the shadows, grinning:
“It’s late at night, I don’t want to kill either. Mr. Lorenzo, how about you sell me five drops for twenty-five million?”
“You must be dreaming!”
Lorenzo was so furious he nearly burst a blood vessel.
You want twenty-five million for five drops.
You also want twenty-five million for five drops.
In the end, I wouldn’t have a single drop left and would owe fifty million!
What kind of ultimate fool would become one of the urban legends of Berland!
“Is that so? What a pity.”
Sam smacked his lips, looking at Shuerzi:
“Then how about we join forces? We split the Dragon’s Blood fifty-fifty.”
“Here…”
Schurzi narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling a twinge of interest.
If it could be snatched, why buy it?
Moreover, given the current situation, Lorenzo was at an absolute disadvantage. If she teamed up with the Rats, victory would be almost certain…
“Schurzi, how dare you trust this group of cunning rats? Aren’t you afraid of being bitten back later and not even getting those five drops?”
Lorenzo scoffed coldly. He wasn’t worried at all that these scheming individuals could unite; getting them to work together was, as his confidant said, even less likely than Miss Bessus turning over a new leaf.
As expected, a glint of cold light flashed in Schurzi’s eyes as she looked at Sam.
“Mr. Sam, if you want to team up, you must show some sincerity.”
“Sincerity? Isn’t my sincerity enough?”
Sam caressed the crossbow in his hands as if he were stroking a lover’s skin.
“Not turning you into a porcupine at the first opportunity is my greatest sincerity, isn’t it?”
“You!”
Schurzi tightened her grip on her cane, the veins on the back of her hand bulging, her aged face filled with murderous intent.
These damned rats were indeed up to no good!
“Sam, do you think you have us at your mercy?” Lorenzo suddenly asked coldly.
“Haha, isn’t that obvious?”
Sam mockingly glanced at Lorenzo, shaking the weapon in his hand, taunting:
“Or do you think you can escape from my precious little toy?”
But Lorenzo suddenly calmed down, as if the earlier anger and hysteria were merely an outsider’s illusion.
He abruptly pulled open the front of his coat, revealing a faint blue light shining through, and sneered:
“Looking at this, do you still have the confidence to say that?”
“This is—”
Sam’s pupils constricted, exclaiming in shock:
“Magical armor?”
Beneath Lorenzo’s clothing lay a layer of skin-tight soft armor, with blue light symbolizing the magical circuits flowing over it. Although it was soft armor, it emanated a fierce and menacing aura akin to that of blades and swords.
This was Lorenzo’s final reliance, and it was also the reason he knew time was tight but only walked quickly instead of running.
This seemingly skin-tight armor, though surprisingly heavy, could delay his pace; however, once activated, it could greatly enhance his combat power in a short time.
More importantly, it could defend against the attacks of those magical crossbows to a certain extent!
“Damn it, how do you have something like this!”
Realizing the situation was dire, Sam’s expression darkened. He knew that once Lorenzo revealed the magical armor, the advantage of his magical crossbow would vanish completely.
If it came down to a direct confrontation, he would definitely have the upper hand, after all, he still had the advantage of terrain, but there was also a hyena gang lurking nearby!
Sam couldn’t help but feel a bit relieved; to save his precious magical arrows, he hadn’t chosen to launch a sneak attack. Otherwise, this firefight would surely escalate to an irretrievable point.
“Damn.”
“Shit.”
“Motherfucker.”
In this increasingly bizarre atmosphere, the three gang leaders from the lower district, gathered due to the blood of the ancient dragon, exchanged glances with one another.
Tension still hung thick in the air.
Yet no one dared to actually initiate an attack, instead falling into an extremely awkward stalemate.
Ridiculous and laughable.
……
……
“Three factions? Besides the Crimson Fire Gang, who else is there?”
In the lower district, atop the Tower Bridge by the Glain River, with a clear view from his elevated position, Mun observed the developments in the alley through his telescope.
With his status, he didn’t need to concern himself with where these strange figures had emerged from; he only needed to determine their locations and confirm that the ancient dragon’s blood was still in their hands.
“Well then, it’s time to get down to business.”
Mun prepared to leave.
But just as he stood up, he noticed another figure in a black robe on a nearby section of the Tower Bridge, also watching the developments in the distance through a telescope, while muttering some incomprehensible words.
“Fight! Hurry up and fight!”
“I came out early to give you a heads-up, and if you don’t fight, how am I supposed to take advantage of the chaos?”
“Damn it, you’re not going to fight, huh?”
“If you don’t fight, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”
The figure suddenly slammed the telescope down in frustration and stood up angrily.
It seemed at that moment the figure finally noticed Mun beside him, turned to stare at him for a long while, until Mun felt a bit uneasy, thinking he had encountered some dead queer again. Only then did the person speak in a processed voice, kindly asking:
“Hey there, friend, are you here to be the yellow bird too?”