I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 171

  Chapter 171 Froy's debut (monthly ticket plus more 2-in-1)

"what!"

  The little brother of the Iron Fist Gang uttered a scream and flew backwards for several meters.

  The other gang members immediately fired back.

  Boom!

   Bang bang!

  Gan Ziwen was athletic, short and dodged, but unfortunately the two players around him were shot and turned into white light and dissipated.

   "There are enemies! Kill!"

  In the abandoned building, another seven or eight Iron Fist gang members rushed out, but the players were already quite close to them, holding rusty farm tools, and they started fighting.

  A player slashed the hatchet used for chopping wood into the neck of the Iron Fist boy, and blood spattered his face.

   In the next second, the hired player was smashed into a sieve by small steel **** sprayed from nowhere.

  Gan Ziwen strode forward, hugged the waist of a gang member, lifted him up, and hit the ground heavily.

  He crushed his neck with one foot, killing one person.

   Immediately, he drew out the scimitar at his waist, and charged into the crowd of Iron Fist gang members, one knife at a time, like chopping melons and vegetables.

   "Gan Ziwen is awesome!" "The physique of a superhuman!" "I want to hit ten!"

  The barrage in the live broadcast room was flying.

  At this time, three or four expressionless circus servants appeared from behind the abandoned building and approached at an extremely fast speed.

   Phew!

Whizzing!

  They raised their short knives and stabbed at Gan Ziwen.

   Clang!

  Gan Ziwen reacted quickly, blocked with a machete, and immediately counterattacked. But these circus servants are not comparable to ordinary gangsters. They dodged in time and were only injured by machetes, but they were not fatal.

   On the other hand, Gan Ziwen also suffered two injuries under his carelessness.

   "—Close your eyes!"

  Honey Juice Hanbao issued a warning on the team channel.

  When Gan Ziwen saw it, he retreated immediately and closed his eyes.

   Next second.

  Everyone present saw the girl with orange braids pull out a scroll from her backpack and threw it into the air.

   Hum!

  A burst of strong light burst out like a flash bomb, directly blinding the enemies who accidentally witnessed it...including two teammates who didn't see the prompt.

   This is the magic scroll she prepared in advance—blinding technique.

   "Ah! I can't see!"

   "Bastard! What did you do?!"

  The little brother of the Iron Fist gang panicked.

  Even those circus servants accidentally fell into a state of blindness, retreated vigilantly, and chose to leave the battle temporarily.

  Gan Ziwen didn't let go of this good opportunity, opened his eyes, stepped forward immediately, and raised his scimitar to kill the remaining Iron Fist Brother.

  Just as he was about to chase those "elite monsters" - circus servants, he suddenly stopped and turned to look to the side.

   A burly man in a vest, leading six circus servants, joined the fray.

  Under investigation, an ID appeared above his head—

   "The people behind the circus - Patton"!

  Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao looked at each other, and then exchanged a few words in the team channel.

   "—This is a transcendent!"

   "—Well, be careful, I will support you with a scroll."

   Not far away, Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji are watching.

   "How about it, it's time to help."

   "Let's go, we still have to put on a show for what the president told us, otherwise our extraordinary knowledge won't be reimbursed..."

  Gou Toujin put on the mechanical gloves with a look of reluctance.

   "I can't really fight, they are all subordinates of the circus. I don't want to drop Jack's favorability below the level of disgust..."

   "Of course, you can't lose the big because of the small."

  The two joined the battle circle.

  Barton looked at these strangers with a cold face, and said:

   "This is the territory of the Iron Fist Gang, your behavior has seriously broken the rules..."

   He just finished speaking.

  The hostile players on the scene received prompt boxes one after another.

   are reminders for the decline in the favorability of the two organizations "Iron Fist" and "Circus".

  Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao showed a bitter smile.

   This is what they expected. After all, they received money from the God's Love Guild and had a conflict with the circus, which would naturally reduce their favorability.

   "You guys, you shouldn't be an enemy of the 'circus' and let down the trust of the head of the group..."

  Barton looked at Goutoujin, Wang Wangwuji and others, and said.

  The two players showed depressed expressions.

  People are in the rivers and lakes, and we can't help ourselves, and we don't want to.

   "Kill them all!"

  Barton gave an order.

  Ten circus servants gathered behind them and rushed towards the players.

  Honey Juice Gentleman took out another scroll and threw it into the air.

   Buzzing.

  The scroll sprayed three **** of green acid and fell from the sky.

  Two circus servants were accidentally contaminated, their bodies were corroded, and they fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

   "This is the method of a magician!" "Although, the battle of the sweet bun will be better!" "Come on! You are invincible!"

  Gan Ziwen held a scimitar and challenged Barton one-on-one.

  Both of them are extraordinary, their physical fitness surpasses that of ordinary people, and their shooting speed is extremely fast. The sound of clanging and clanging is endless, and the light of the knife is overflowing.

  Gou Toujin and Wang Wang Wuji each fought with a circus servant. After throwing two skewed fireballs, "accidentally" was wiped on the neck by a dagger, and turned into white light and dissipated.

  When the two of them died, only Honey Hanbao and Gan Ziwen remained.

  With no one to protect him, the sweet bun was quickly attacked and killed by the circus servants. In the end, Gan Ziwen also failed to escape being beaten to death.

   "—Sure enough, it was very difficult, we were directly wiped out by the group."

  Gan Ziwen spoke on the team channel.

   "—Two extraordinary people, plus more than 20 players, have never been able to fight... But it doesn't matter, we still have the number of resurrections, let's gather and go two more times."

  The number of viewers in the live broadcast gradually exceeded five million.

  The president of the world nodded in satisfaction. Now in the game forum, the opinion of God's Love Guild has reversed 180 degrees.

  Many people said that they never expected that Shen Ai would spend a lot of money to invite Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao, just to rescue a few ordinary guild members who were almost useless.

  In the live broadcast room, many players sent out the barrage of "God's love and righteousness".

  The vice president and cadres sent private messages, expressing their willingness to sign up and join the club, the number of players suddenly increased dramatically.

  Everyone leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette and smoked.

  He had a smile on his face.

   This wave of behavior of "buying horse bones with thousands of dollars" is considered a success... In fact, he doesn't care if he can save the rotten persimmon, as long as the image of God's love is established.

  The world watched the screen of the live broadcast room on the virtual projection screen.

  Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao have organized a "Hired Players Group" and are preparing to launch a second rescue operation.

  But the hands of the world suddenly froze, and the cigarette between the fingers dropped ash.

  He saw a blind woman in a black dress appearing in front of the abandoned building on the live broadcast.

   "Polaris! Centaurs! Watch the live broadcast!"

  The carriage had just stopped at Jack Manor, Su Keying got out of the carriage, turned around and said to Polaris and the horsemen.

"Looking at."

  Polaris glanced at Su Keying.

  He kept the live broadcast room on and on, paying attention to the development of the situation all the time.

  The same is true for the centaur next to him.

   "I didn't expect...Jack's nun also went! Kotoujin and his group of players, hey, it's miserable!"

  The centaur said, revealing a face of gloating.

  Outer city.

  Go to the water beach.

  Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao stopped, staring blankly at the slender figure in front of the abandoned building.

  The players were all shocked.

   "—It's the woman in the pilot movie!"

   "—Which one? I don't even have a memory."

   "—Jack's nun! An absolute BOSS-level character! Let's go, isn't this a gift?!"

  Honey Juice Hanbao noticed that the players around her were flustered, so she turned her head to look at Gan Ziwen, Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji.

   "—How? Are you still fighting?"

   "—You have to do it, God's love is too much..."

  Gan Ziwen took a deep breath.

  Gou Toujin and Wang Wang Wuji looked indifferent, they had already made up their minds to come and die a few times to show themselves.

   At this moment, the blind girl in the black skirt walked towards them slowly.

   Under the probe of the players, the ID title of "Sister of Tranquility-Floy" slowly appeared above her head.

  The series of invisible horizontal lines and the red "fatal" danger indicator all stimulate the hearts of the players.

   Floy's thin shoulders and the short black felt cloak filled with a faint black mist, covering her figure.

  She was followed by Barton and the remaining eight servant killers, like the daughter of death surrounded.

   "In accordance with Master Jack's will, the undead 'Rotten Persimmon' and his accomplices have violated the "Sun Code" and "Containment Regulations" and are included in the list of circus hunting orders..."

  Floy spoke softly.

  Her hands are folded in front of her body, her figure is elegant.

   "The order in Amber City is maintained by the circus, and the reckless undead are judged by Master Jack... You break the rules, I, Master Jack's nun, Floyd, come to send you on your way."

  The faces of the players changed drastically.

   Is this the BOSS battle? !

  Boom!

   There was a loud bang.

  Under the players' feet, the ground suddenly cracked, and dozens of black and purple vines broke through the ground, stabbing at them!

   "Get out of the way!"

  Gan Ziwen gave a loud reminder.

  He jumped backwards suddenly, while avoiding the attack of the vines, he drew his knife and cut off two of them. After the broken vine fell to the ground, it was still wriggling and twisting like an octopus breaking its touch.

   "Ahh!"

"too fast!"

  The players screamed again and again.

  Even with Gan Ziwen's reminder, most of the hired players are not high-level, generally at level seven or eight, and there is no time to react.

  They were either pierced by vines, like bacon strung on a black spear, or strangled to death by vines, shaped like a ball of zongzi.

  In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen players turned into white light and dispersed, leaving only a few people in the "rescue team" led by Gan Ziwen and Honey Hanbao.

   "President! We did our best!"

  The dog head gold was entangled by vines, and he threw a fireball with all his strength, which landed exactly 20 meters in front of Floyd.

   Immediately, he turned into a white light and dissipated, sacrificed heroically.

  Wang Wang Wuji was not as shameless as him, but silently gave up resistance and chose death.

  Gan Ziwen quickly dodges the mysterious vines, drawing a knife to fight back from time to time.

  He looked up at the blind girl in the black dress in the distance, unable to raise his fighting spirit. The gap between the two sides was too great, and he still had the hope of joining the circus in his heart.

   "Inspiration!"

  Honey Juice Gentleman knew that his side was bound to lose, but he didn't give up. She took the last scroll from her backpack and threw it into the sky.

  With a bang, the scroll exploded and turned into a strange red spell.

   Invisible power spreads.

  Gan Ziwen suddenly felt his blood boil, and his speed and strength were slightly increased. He turned his head and glanced at the honey-flavored bun in surprise.

  The orange-haired girl didn't notice his eyes, took out the musket she bought from the black messenger on the train, and shot at the vines while running.

   But within a few seconds, a vine broke through the ground and passed through the heart.

   Gan Ziwen gritted his teeth, held the scimitar, and while the encouraging effect was still there, he desperately rushed towards the nun standing quietly.

   In the live broadcast room, there were dense bullet screens.

   "Gan Ziwen Chong!" "Don't give up! You will die with dignity!" "My wife Floy is amazing!" "Really handsome! I want to join this organization too!"

  Floy has no expression on her face.

  She gently raised her hand, a dim purple light bloomed, and she hooked her fingers from bottom to top.

  Chichi...!

  Dozens of arm-thick black-purple vines emerged from the ground and attacked Gan Ziwen.

   "Ah!"

  Gan Ziwen shouted angrily, raised his machete and slashed.

  Amidst the continuous muffled sound, he cut off several vines, but finally exhausted his strength and was stabbed by the remaining vines.

  Puff Chi Chi Chi Chi...!

  Gan Ziwen's eyes widened, his body covered with vines, like a hedgehog.

  The next second, he turned into white light and disappeared.

"It's terrifying! The player team is easily wiped out!" "It's not a BOSS that can be faced at this stage!" I can't save it!" "Rest in peace, Rotten Persimmon!"

  Floy stood quietly.

  With her own strength, she killed more than 20 players, including two extraordinary players. But she didn't show any murderous intent, instead she exuded a dead silence all over her body.

  The blind girl suddenly lowered her head and raised her palm, as if feeling something.

   "Death and Killing..."

   She whispered softly.

  Barton behind him was startled, and stared at the back of the blind woman in amazement.

   "Master Jack's nun, experienced a massacre... no, it should be a massacre, did she gain enlightenment...?"

  Barton felt the blind woman in front of him, and her momentum was rising.

  He asked:

   "Miss Froy, you've been promoted...to a promotion?!"

"Ok."

  Floy smiled.

   Immediately she murmured in her heart:

   “[Moon Faction Sequence 8-Executioner]…”

  When Gan Ziwen gathered his team, he came to Xiashuitan again.

  The barrage in the live broadcast room was bad.

  Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this group of players can't compete with the powerful Floyd at all, and they only come here a few times to give it away.

  But more people are instigating and encouraging. Anyway, it is not me who dies, so it is better to eat melons and watch the fun. It's exciting only when you fight, and it's also exciting to be slaughtered one-sidedly.

  Gan Ziwen and his party are just doing things with money, so they can only bite the bullet.

   "—This time everyone listens to my command and charges forward. As long as you can get close, you may be able to defeat that 'Jack's nun'!"

   "—I think Xuan, if we meet face to face, we will die."

   "—and there are other elite monsters guarding her, it's too south!"

  Gan Ziwen looked at the speech on the team channel and felt dizzy.

   Soon, they returned to the abandoned building.

   Same as the first time.

   They were stunned again.

  I saw this time, the blind girl in the black skirt stretched out her hand gently.

  On the ground on her side, several black and purple vines slowly grew, intertwined with each other, and finally woven into a long sickle.

  Floy held the black and purple sickle upside down, and walked slowly towards the players.

   "Stubborn undead...are you ready to die again?"

  Gan Ziwen stared at this scene with wide eyes.

  The barrage popped up in the live broadcast room—

   "Yaoshou! The BOSS starts the second stage directly!" "We haven't fought yet, why has the intensity of the battle increased?!" "The whole uncle's team is finished!" "Cry to death! My wife Floy is so handsome!"

at this time.

   "This life is exhausted, so the employment will end here... Rotten Persimmon and the others, the guild has done their best..."

  Gan Ziwen, Mizhihanbao and others looked at each other.

  For some reason, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

   Just need to die one more time...

  Relieved.

   It's just that guy Rotten Persimmon, I'm afraid it's really hopeless...

   Woohoo—!

   A wind-breaking scream came.

   All the players turned their heads suddenly, and saw the blind girl in the black dress jumping forward, and the sickle waved a black and purple fan-shaped light.

  The three players were directly cut in half, with surprised expressions on their faces.

  White light flashes.

  Floy stepped lightly on her feet.

  Puff Chi Chi Chi Chi...!

  The dense vines broke through the ground again, piercing through all the other players.

  Gou Toujin and Wang Wang Wuji were cut in half by a sickle.

  But at the last moment before they died, there was a look of shock on their faces.

"Grass…!"

  Before they finished speaking, the two of them turned into white lights and disappeared.

   This scene was keenly captured by Gan Ziwen.

  History is very similar, there is no scroll for Honey Juice Han Bao, and he died faster than last time, and it was Gan Ziwen's turn in the end.

   And he, when he was beheaded by the scythe, finally understood why the others showed terrified expressions before they died.

  【You suffer soul execution! All attributes -20%! Lasts 72 hours! 】

  【You are dead! 】

   The matter of saving the rotten persimmons has come to an end.

  The high-profile Gan Ziwen and his party ended in failure.

  While the God Love Guild spent money to build momentum for itself, it also showed the players a terrifying organization of extraordinary people—the circus!

  They not only have strong bottom-level personnel, but also have terrifying superhuman cadres, especially the blind girl in black skirt who wiped out the "Salvation Squad" twice in a row by herself—Sister Floy of Tranquility!

  Under the deterrent force of the circus, the players in Amber City trembled, not daring to act recklessly like before.

  Of course, this is also related to the misery of other players.

  The fate of Rotten Persimmon is just a microcosm of it.

  Currently in the game forum, the number of help posts about criminals being arrested and imprisoned, so that the game cannot be played normally, has exceeded 10,000, and it is constantly increasing.

  Among them, there is a post posted by "Rotten Persimmon".

   But this post was quickly drowned in many more posts.

   And under almost all the help posts, the message area gives the most solutions, and there is only one—

   "Delete the file and reopen."

   Amber City Shelter.

  Temporary prison.

  Lan Shi sat in the corner of the cell, silently looking at the entry of [Church Guard LV1] on the panel.

   He gave a wry smile.

  Opening the game forum, Lan Shi saw his own post, and the one with the most comments and replies, apart from cynicism, advised him to delete the file and reopen it.

  He saw the post of the Shadowtalkers Guild again. It turned out that they were also arrested, and their situation was almost the same as his own.

  Lan Persimmon shook his head.

   "Offline."

  He secretly thought.

   After waiting for the five-second countdown, Rotten Persimmon returned to the darkness.

  The kerosene lamp hangs above the head and shines on the retro wardrobe below. The characters in the full-length mirror have a lonely expression on their faces.

  【Are you sure you want to delete the archive "Rotten Persimmon"? 】

【warn! The account is bound to the personal information of the sleeping cabin, and each person has only one chance to rebuild the archive! 】

"Sure."

   Rotten Persimmon gritted his teeth and decided.

   Thanks for the 500-point reward of three laughs~ the 100-point reward from book friend 20201017160218289 and the 100-point reward from book friend 20220722091924659~

   Thank you very much for your monthly pass~

  (end of this chapter)

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