Seeing the situation turning grim, Mortimer instinctively clenched his fists, then turned to Claude shouting: "Brother-in-law, run! You can't beat these people, let us handle it!"
At that moment, even Tiffany turned to look at Claude, nodding her head. Claude, observing their expressions, twitched the corners of his mouth: "What's this situation? Looking down on me? My God, I have the system, don't I?"
Though he thought so, Claude said aloud: "Don't worry, it's just a bunch of r****e, I can handle them!"
"What, you little devil, you want to die?" The underlings, just as they charged, were taken aback by Claude's words and started cursing.
From the system, Claude had already gauged the level of this group. Apart from the leader who had reached Advanced level one, the seven or eight othe
