Chaldea in Marvel

Chapter 42 A Bad Night

Chapter 42

"A mere miscellaneous cultivator dares to block my king's way."

Dangerous light shone in Gilgamesh's red snake pupils, and they were surrounded by a group of gangsters armed with guns.

"Boy, grandpa is happy today. Obediently let me tie you up and borrow some money from your family. If you don't obey me, be careful that the gun in my hand goes off!"

One of the burly men with a snake head tattoo on his body held a Desert Eagle and said, as the Viper Gang entrenched in several nearby streets often do this kind of thing.

In fact, it sounds good, the Viper Gang is just a small gang of more than a dozen people, and it focuses on the rich, and according to the analysis of the strong man.

Gilgamesh must be a rich second generation with a brain. He walks on the street with a bag of dollar bills at night, and he is not afraid of being seen, and he is accompanied by two beautiful female companions. The rejection of the rich second generation.

"Hey, Gilgamesh, do you want to make a move?"

Mordred clasped his hands behind his head and said, for current weapons, apart from large-yield missiles and nuclear weapons, there are only special armor-piercing bullets in guns that can hinder them, otherwise they can basically be ignored.

"Hmph, a group of rats who are only fit to live in the dark. I don't want my collection to be stained by the blood of these miscellaneous cultivators, so I will leave it to you."

Gilgamesh really didn't plan to do it himself. After all, how could the king's collection be tarnished? If Mordred and Mash were not there, at most, the fantasy would collapse.

It can be said that Matthew and Mordred indirectly saved this street. After all, the fantasy collapse of B-level is enough to destroy this street, and the low-level Gilgamesh doesn't bother to take it out, because the matching Not as a king.

"Hey, let me do it!"

The militant Mordred was instantly happy. Among the heroic spirits of Chaldea, Mash can't fight, and Gilgamesh can't fight, and Siegfried is not in Chaldea.

So this excited Mordred, who hadn't fought for a long time. Although the opponent was just an ordinary person, it was fine to let her chop as much as she wanted.

"Boss, they don't seem to be afraid of us!"

A younger brother next to the strong man said, after all, the three of Gilgamesh ignored them, and instead whispered to each other.

"Hey, kid over there, are you going to give my brother some face?"

The strong man was a little angry. After all, the Viper Gang has been here for many years, and they haven't received this kind of treatment. If it were someone else, they would have handed over the money to him.

"Boss, they moved."

"Oh my God! Damn it!"

"Run, boss, it seems that iron plates have been mentioned."

The younger brothers panicked in an instant, because Mordred had already sat down and was ready to fight, the armor and the shining king sword were all ready, and the silver light that flashed across it made the younger brothers tremble a little.

"Wuhu, accept the trial from Mordred, the orthodox heir of King Arthur!"

There was an evil smile on Mordred's exquisite face, but it was hidden under the helmet, and he couldn't see it. His awe-inspiring fighting spirit radiated out, and his figure quickly approached the group of strong men.

"Hurry up and shoot, hit the two people behind her!"

As a strong man who had been in the underworld for many years, he was the first to react, aiming the gun in his hand at Gilgamesh and Mash behind Mordred.

boom! boom! boom!
The other younger brothers bought time for the brawny man to shoot, and the Desert Eagle in his hand shot out three dazzling flames, and the three bullets flew towards the two of them quickly.

However, it was all in vain.

Matthew was holding King Arthur's dining table in front of Gilgamesh, and three bullets that had been flattened into round cakes fell at their feet.

"Boss, let's play dead!"

The younger brother next to the strong man whispered in his ear, after all, only this method is the most reliable now.

"Okay, I'll count to 321 and lie down on the ground together."

The strong man stretched out three fingers and started counting down.

"3..."

The younger brother has closed his eyes, but the strong man has already moved behind him.

"2..."

The little brother is ready, and he puts the hat on his head to prevent his head from being hit when he falls to the ground.

"1..."

thump! !

The little brother was kicked by the strong man, "Harris, I'm sorry, from today on your mother will be my mother, your father will be my father, and your wife will also be my wife... Bah... Anyway, you can rest assured! I will take care of your family."

The strong man ran away with all his strength, left the younger brother to attract firepower, fought for it, and then managed to escape by himself, trying his best to survive.

In the blink of an eye, the strong man has already run through three shops, and his speed is already comparable to that of Bolt. If the young man goes to participate in the Olympics, he probably will get a gold medal.

"Zandwell Joyce!!!!"

The younger brother who was kicked down was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted and let out a unwilling cry.

Thinking that his wife and children would live under the vicious hands of Joyce in the future, Harris couldn't help but shed tears of regret. Why did he hang out with a villain like Joyce in the first place, otherwise he would not be as happy as he is today at work. Kind of thing.

"Huh? I pushed my companion out to block him, but I ran away. Even I can't stand it!"

Seeing this scene, Mordred couldn't stand it anymore. Although she was a rebellious knight, she never abandoned or backstabbed her companions in her life. (King Arthur does not count, it can only be regarded as cheating)
First, Harris was knocked unconscious with the sword. That's right, Mordred didn't kill anyone from the beginning to the end, he just knocked Harris unconscious with the king sword.

Just as he was about to chase Joyce who was running away, an arrow with a golden light pierced through Joyce's chest and plunged into the ground, blood gushing out continuously.

You don't need to think about who made the shot. A golden light door behind Gilgamesh slowly closed. Any king who abandons his courtiers and escapes alone will not stand it.

"Miscellaneous."

Gilgamesh's plain voice came, and the golden arrow inserted into the ground disappeared into golden light spots. Joyce's punishment should let him slowly experience the feeling of death.

This arrow just opened a finger-wide hole in Joyce's chest, and it was cursed with no cure and constant blood loss.

Let it die in despair and pain. When the body's blood dries up, it is the time of death. Before that, it can only feel the pain of the loss of life force in the body and dissipate.

"Really, after such a fuss, the good mood is gone!"

Matthew said with a puffy face, originally planned to take a good look around New York at night, but this happened.

"Well, it's okay, there are many types of food that I haven't eaten before, and they all taste great!"

Mordred ate a special New York street snack in one hand, and the central street was constantly patrolled by the police, so there was no need to worry about robbery.

And those small and dilapidated streets are not so lucky, after all, the money the police patrol there for a month is not more than a few days of training in the central street.

Under such a gap, of course, they would choose the more prosperous streets to patrol together. After all, who would be willing to do those unpleasant things.

"Tch, I didn't expect this world to be as boring as ever. Rather, only individual things can be more interesting."

The money in the pocket in Gilgamesh's hand was almost gone, and he provided Mordred, who inherited one-third of the king's stomach, with food and drink along the way, and he also bought some good-looking things himself. The bag of money has basically been spent.

"King Gilgamesh, return to Chaldea!"

After strolling casually for a while, Matthew said that the three of them had already strolled around the central street several times, and had tried all kinds of special delicacies, and it would be even more boring to go shopping any longer.

"Okay, let's go back then, it just so happens that the king is a little tired."

In fact, Gilgamesh originally wanted to take Matthew and Mordred to the bar to play, but when he thought that if Tatsuka Fujimaru knew about it, he would inform another Enkidu of Chaldea.

Then Enki would not hang him up and whip him mercilessly with the lock of the sky. Gilgamesh is lucky. You must know that the last time he raced with Ramses II and crashed the Chaldean facility.

But he was hanged and beaten by Enkidu for three days and three nights, and EA could not be pulled out, otherwise the other two Gilgamesh would help Enkidu hang him together.

 Immediately enter the new plot, please don't worry, thank you boy, you are not here, the monthly ticket rewarded by the young boss, and please ask for a recommendation ticket!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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