Chapter 391

As the last word fell, the battle began.

Ten people behind Luke raised their right hands at the same time, and the blue light in their palms condensed.

Bang!

The energy bomb broke out of the air, broke through the figures, fell on the ground and exploded again.

More than a dozen people were killed on the spot.

Those who ran away were wide eyed, frightened and thankful. The rest ran out like crazy, shouting for help as they ran.

"Dior, don't leave alone."

"I see, young master."

Dior, with three men, divided into two groups, blocked the other two exits, and the rest rushed into the hall to fight with the dead.

Luke sat in the stone chair, looking at the fight without expression.

In addition to these subordinates, he also has an army of mechanical rats. Those "rats" have been swarming to all the entrances and exits under the command of EVA. The only people who can walk out of here tonight are the dead, and there will be no living people.

The dead men are the thugs carefully trained by the owl court. They have lived in the base since childhood, and have been instilled with the idea of being loyal to and dedicated to the court all the time. With the help of drugs, they are no longer normal people, but slaves who only obey orders.

Their combat effectiveness is not weak, and each of them is equivalent to a special soldier.

Unfortunately, after all, it was flesh and blood that poured in and died. The heavy casualties made Sir Black Hawk's eyelids jump.

"Claw troops, kill them."

Seven claws with black knives and swords appeared in the hall.

Luke snorted coldly, the will of terror came down, the seven claws were frozen there, the killing intention in their eyes was dispersed and replaced by fear. Although they had nearly immortal body, their spirit and will became fragile in the long-term destruction of drugs.

This kind of will can't resist the erosion of the power of fear. Luke only needs a look to make them bow.

Dior did not hesitate to cut off the heads of the seven claws with a knife.

Head after head fell to the ground, the smell of blood spread around, the air was one of the su.

Those "high above" members of the court have never seen such a terrible scene, one by one showing fear, some want to cry, but dare not, to cover their mouths.

Not to mention them, even the well-informed judge in red robe and Sir Black Hawk have never experienced it. With the seven famous claws, the face hidden under the mask has turned to ashes.

"It's over."

"It's all over."

The atmosphere of despair spread, pushing people into the abyss bit by bit.

The battle gradually turned into massacre. Although there were many dead men and claws pouring out from all the entrances and exits, Dior and his party, who were wearing Shadow Armor, had no strength to fight back.

Sir Black Hawk clenched his fist and felt his heart bleeding.

"Luke Shaw!"

"Damn you."

He took off his black robe, leaped to avoid the crowd and aimed at Luke.

Dior flashed in front of him and slashed.

When!

The blade collided with the blade, splashing sparks at the starting point. Dior raised his eyebrows and said in surprise,

"are you a claw, too?"

"Go to hell!"

Sir Black Hawk soared up in the air, slashed three times in mid air, then stepped on Dior's arm with one foot, soared again with the help of anti shock force, leaped over his head and rushed straight to Luke.

They were not far away. Under the attack of Sir Black Hawk, they came to him in the blink of an eye.

"Die

Black shadow held the knife in both hands, burst out all the strength, and the blade tore the air, bringing out a fierce roar.

At this moment, all members of the court looked here with strong expectations in their eyes.

Cut it down. Cut it down.

Kill him and we'll win.

Click!

The black knife split Luke's body, and the stone chair behind it split into two. Everyone was about to cheer. The next second, light and shadow changed, and Luke's figure disappeared, like a firefly in the air.

"Even if I can't find my real body, do you want to kill me?"

Boom!

The shock wave exploded on the side of Sir Black Hawk's body, tearing his clothes and mask, leaving large blood marks on his body. He roared in pain, flew straight up and hit the wall heavily.

Luke, dressed in white armor, shows his figure, walks up to him, raises his right leg,

bang!

One foot down, air burst around, sir Black Hawk mouth spit blood, cheeks become blood red.

"What shall I call you, sir Black Hawk?"

"Your face is really impressive. You look like the young master of the Wayne family. You are not a member of the Wayne family."

"Shut up

Luke kicked him a few meters away, smashed the tables and chairs, and fell to the ground.

No matter the member is lying in the corner, the same expression appears.Lord Black Hawk, the leader of owl court and the judge with countless legends, was defeated, so miserable and helpless.

In the crowd, Cohen Delk raised his head stiffly, and Luke Shaw's actions reminded him of his bad memory. It turned out that the man in black armor was Luke Shaw.

It turned out that he was the mysterious master.

Hard disk, William Cobb, maxk I It's all his chessmen. He dominates all this, pushing owl court to death step by step.

"Amber gold?"

Delk murmured, his eyes full of confusion, his purpose is really amber gold?

The killing continued until all the rebels fell to the ground, and Dior took the Black Hawk and the red judge under the throne.

Luke waved his hand,

"interrogate separately, say a wrong sentence, and chop off a finger until he gets the right answer."

"I see, young master."

Dior greets his men and takes them to different rooms for interrogation.

Luke walks to the corner of the wall and makes an eye inspection. When he finds Cohen delck, he hooks his finger. The latter stands up stiffly, walks out of the crowd, plops and kneels at Luke's feet.

"Lord Master

The rest of them were staring at each other, and their faces were unimaginable Master, you son of a bitch! He's an insider!

Luke helped him up,

"don't just kneel. It's the 21st century, not the middle ages."

"Get up quickly."

Dirk stood stiff, his hands and feet trembling. He did not dare to look at the hall full of corpses, his angry former companions, and even more did not dare to look at Luke. He could only stare at his toes in fear.

Luke patted him on the shoulder and said in a soft voice,

"how's the time going? Have you been wronged?"

Dirk shook his head. "No No one bullied me. "

"That's good. I've been worried about your accident. Now, there's no need. You're very good. You've done very well."

Luke sighed and continued, "there's something I want to apologize to you. I may not be able to do what I promised you. It's the fault of those two stupid judges. They are too anxious and arrogant. They don't know how to control. In order to prevent the situation from getting out of control, I can only act in advance. I hope you don't blame me."

Dirk shook his head in despair and was so moved that he was about to cry.

"master, I don't blame you, really, not at all."

"That's good, that's good."

With a sigh of relief, long Luke turned his eyes to other people, and suddenly said,

"why don't I give these people to you?"