5012: C5012 Where There's Oppression There's Resistance

C5012 Where There's Oppression There's Resistance

"Fight back! We have to fight back! Only if we don't fight back can we create a glorious tomorrow!"

"Join us! Join us and we will represent a beautiful future!"

... ""

In front of Claude sat a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes.

Helen was also an important member of the family.

At the same time, she had also expressed her dissatisfaction towards Alman more than once in public.

And these people, without exception, were all the targets that Claude had roped in.

"This..."

Hearing Claude's words, a conflicted look flashed across Helen's face.

"Helen, don't hesitate anymore."

"That's right. Didn't you see that we have all joined the faction of Elder Mitchell?"

"Almande doesn't deserve the position. The Rothschild family will be finished in his hands sooner or later. Only Elder Mitchell can save the family!"

"Helen, quickly decide!"

... ""

Some of the people around Claude who had been persuaded by him spoke up one after another.

Helen's face was conflicted. After a few moments of hesitation, she finally nodded her head heavily.

"Okay! Then I'll support Elder Mitchell!"

Helen gritted her teeth and said.

"Hahahaha ~"

Hearing Helen's reply, Claude immediately laughed heartily and said, "Helen, congratulations. You have made the right choice."

"I can assure you that in the future, you will definitely feel lucky for today's choice."

Claude spread his arms and hugged Helen for a while. Then he said, "Let's go to the next house. Elder Mitchell is about to return. The deeper the foundation we have accumulated, the better!"

As he said that, Claude waved his hand and led the group to another target location.

Behind him, Helen's smile became brighter and brighter, but the coldness in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

Yes, he was also a spy like Grimm!

Or rather, he was a spy for everyone present!

There was only Claude who was truly not an undercover agent.

"Claude, wait for us..."

"Hahaha, this time, victory is within our grasp."

... ""

They chatted and laughed along the way, and not long after, Claude settled another supporter.2

He looked at the crowd behind him, which had more than double digits.

A bright smile appeared on Claude's face.

He felt that it was necessary to report to Mitchell.

It was Lei Feng's job to keep a low profile.

Claude had done so many things, and he had put in so much effort. Wasn't it just to claim credit?

If no one saw what he had done, would it still be meaningful to him?

Claude took out his phone and dialed Mitchell's number without saying a word.

"Dudu, dudu ~"

After three blinks, the call was smoothly answered.

"Hello..."

"Elder Mitchell, good news, great news!"

"It turns out that Alman is not popular within the family!"

... ""

Claude then told Mitchell everything that had happened in detail.

In just a few hours, he had managed to recruit more than a dozen people.

And each of them expressed their resentment towards Arman's actions.

Hearing Claude's report, Mitchell almost jumped up in surprise.

Originally, Mitchell still had some reservations about Arman.

But at this moment, the worries in his heart had disappeared along with Claude's words.

Could he hold his position as the unpopular family head?

Steady my ass!

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have collaborated with Oman..."

Mitchell felt that even if he didn't cooperate with Oman, he could still pull him down from his horse.

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