I Became the King of Villains In the Game Chapter 209

  Chapter 209 Join the Murder Club (Ask for a monthly pass!)

  Chen Lun withdrew from the limit state and let out a sigh of relief.

  Mr. Hu walked quickly, laughed twice, and before he could speak, Chen Lun stretched out a hand emitting green light to treat his injury.

   "Ah...thank you, Silver Jug!"

  It felt that the pain was slowing down, and only then did it realize that its injury was not serious.

   "It turns out that you also have the talent of the Pot Clan. I don't think this is wrong. It is definitely the 'Heart of the Crazy Pot'!"

   Mr. Hu remembered the surging blood on Chen Lun just now, and couldn't help saying in a low voice.

   "Perhaps you also have the blood of our Pot Clan flowing in your body... Aha! We are destined companions!"

  It patted Chen Lun on the shoulder, looking a little more friendly than before.

  【Mr. Hu's favorability towards you has increased! Present for respect! 】

  Chen Lun was a little surprised. He didn't expect that this would also gain Mr. Hu's extra favorability.

  Mr. Ping slowly came to his side without speaking. But it has an apology on its face, obviously because of the battle just now, it didn't help much.

  Chen Lun patted its bronze bottle body, and everything was said without saying anything.

  At this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his internal organs, but he resisted not to make a sound, and his face remained normal.

   Secretly opened the panel and took a look, and found that his health had dropped to more than half. This was partly caused by burning consumption after turning on the limit state, and the other part was caused by Akbin's disease.

   And the negative status of "visceral failure" has not disappeared.

  'Akbin is still very difficult to deal with... If he has the strength of his previous life now, maybe I am in the limit state, and I am not his opponent. '

   Chen Lun thought to himself.

   "Here, Mr. Jack."

  Akbin threw over a tube of potion.

   After receiving it, Chen Lun received a prompt box, and then he drank it at ease, which relieved the negative state of the disease. Immediately, he used the [Awakening of Insects] bookmark, consuming more than 50 sanity points, and brought his life back to a healthy state.

  The pain disappeared, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

   Akbin turned and walked towards Drinker on the ground. After the latter got rid of the control of the armor, Chen Lun had already lifted the transformation of his sheep.

  Drinke first had a **** battle with Mr. Hu, and then he was hit by the wings of Chen Lun in his extreme state. At this time, he was seriously injured and unconscious.

  Akbin took out medical tools such as medicine, scalpel and suture needle with a blank face, and gave him on-site treatment.

   After a while.

   After confirming that Drinker's life was not in danger, Akbin stood up.

   "Mr. Jack, you don't need to sign a contract to join the 'Murder Club'...but you must pray to the 'King of Killing' and recite his honorable name."

  Akbin's voice was deep and solemn.

   "This is the club's regulation, and it is also a condition for obtaining protection."

"no problem."

  Chen Lun knew this rule and nodded.

   Seeing this, Akbin whispered a name, Chen Lun listened quietly, and then read out:

   "Murderer, contract witness, killer protector... Great King of Slaughter, please look down, I will send the most pious wine in exchange for the most exciting murder!"

   Jingle!

   There was a distant clinking of glasses.

   accompanied by a chuckle.

   "I testify."

  The deep male voice came from nowhere.

  Chen Lun once again felt that he was being swept by a distant sight, and his breathing was involuntarily stagnant.

  He knows, that is the angel of the conspiracy faction, Conrad!

   Next second.

  Chen Lun received a reminder that he has opened the fetters of "Mutual Aid Club" and "Murder Club", and the current favorability is neutral.

   "Okay, our mission in Amber City has been accomplished, we will not interfere with the circus..."

  Akbin said.

  He then took out a black iron box and an exquisitely carved empty wine glass, and handed them to Chen Lun.

   "The iron box is the 'altar', the carrier used to put extraordinary wine... The wine glass is the token, which can call the spiritual messenger of the 'Murder Club', you can ask it any questions.

  I don't have the habit of keeping messengers from the spirit world... If you want to contact me, you can let it pass it on your behalf. "

   Chen Lun took the two things and smiled lightly.

"Okay, I know."

  He thought for a while, and took out two bottles of wine, namely "Crane Crown Green" and "Sage Time".

   "This bottle of wine was handed over to the Murder Club according to the rules, and the other bottle of wine was given to you personally by me, Mr. Akbin... This battle is a misunderstanding. Let's make friends."

  Akbin glanced at him quietly, with complicated eyes.

   After a while, he took two bottles of wine.

   "Thank you, these are two good extraordinary wines, Mr. Jack."

   "You're welcome... Oh, by the way, when Mr. Drink wakes up, don't forget to tell him that he still owes me his life."

  Chen Lun put on his black hat again and smiled politely.

  The inner city of Amber City.

  Black Messenger Square.

  A blond bard is playing the harp by the fountain, singing melodious songs.

   Pedestrians dressed in rich and noble clothes came and went, many people were attracted by this beautiful melody and stopped to listen.

   But they left quickly, not even willing to leave a silver medal, and shook their heads contemptuously as they left.

  The reason is very simple, that is, the content of this bard's song is too exaggerated and very vulgar.

   "Hey, you, by the way, did you really kill the terrible siren on the coast of the Far East?"

  A boy wearing a beret came up to the bard and interrupted his chant.

"Of course! Not only that, but I have also seen their leader. It is a huge sea monster with a body length of more than ten meters. It is covered with invulnerable dark green scales. It looks ugly and hideous. It's a pity...my sword only It slashed but failed to kill it and let it run."

  The blond bard stopped playing, with a look of regret and regret, and said with his hands on his hips.

  The little boy licked the ice cream and sneered.

"It's just you? The latest volume of "The Adventures of Philip" is not as bragging as you... The protagonist has worked hard to defeat the great devil in the dark country, and he was seriously injured. Why are you fine? ?”

   "That's because I'm more powerful! You know, the one standing in front of you is the greatest bard in the Sun Continent, Alex! What kind of small character is Philip, dare to compare with me?"

   The blond youth dismissively.

  When the little boy heard this, he was immediately unhappy. Before he wiped off the cream on the corner of his mouth, he pointed to Alex and said:

   "Philip is no small character! He is a hero! A hero who saves the world!"

  The little boy made a face.

   "You're the little guy! You're the big braggart here!"

   "Stinky kid! Be careful that I will turn into a dragon in your dream and eat you up!"

  Alex was about to roll up his sleeves to teach the little guy a lesson, but the boy laughed and ran away, and was immediately grabbed by his mother's ear, crying.

  Looking at the mother and child who were drifting away, Alex rolled his eyes.

  He sat slumped by the pool, saw that there was not a copper crocodile in the hat lying on the ground in front of him, and heaved a long sigh.

   "Heroes are not treated like heroes..."

  He patted the bronze statue of the black messenger standing beside him, and said in a dissatisfied tone:

   "It makes this guy a hero."

   Ding Ding!

  The sound of coins colliding sounded.

  Alex was surprised to find that there were two more silver medals in his hat.

   Looking up, he found an old woman with a stooped back, looking at him kindly.

  This old lady has white hair and wrinkles all over her body. Although the black clothes on her body are not exquisite and expensive, they are very clean. On the head is an old hat, and there is also a small purple chrysanthemum that can be seen everywhere.

   "It's not easy in this world...Young man, I have listened to your performance. It's very exciting. Although this money is not much, I hope you will accept it. I can only do so much."

  Alex raised his eyebrows and stroked his chest in a very gentlemanly salute.

   "Thank you very much, the elder."

  The old woman laughed twice, waved her hands, and prepared to leave tremblingly.

   At this moment, Alex stopped her.

   "Ma'am, you are the first sincere listener today, please let me play a song for you alone."

   "Oh, I'm honored, young man..."

  The old lady was a little surprised, but she stopped and listened with a smile on her face.

  Alexis plucked the harp, and the beautiful notes like the sound of a clear spring seemed to leap out. He closed his eyes and devoted himself to singing.

   Finally he sings:

   "He quietly poured down the radiance, covering the valleys and jungles, and once again my soul eliminated all troubles.

  He sent his autumn waves gently, shining in my dreams, like a grandmother's doting eyes, watching my fate..."

  After the song was over, the old lady applauded gently and nodded.

  Alex asked:

   "What do you think?"

   "A beautiful melody, beautiful lyrics..."

  Alex smiled even more happily.

   "This was written by one of my fans, it's a pity he didn't write anything else, otherwise I wouldn't have to sing about my glorious deeds all day long."

  He gradually opened up the conversation, and asked the old lady:

   "You don't appear to be local here?"

"Yes…"

  The old lady nodded, showing an amiable smile, and her eyes showed expectation.

   "I just came to see my loved ones...haven't seen them for a long time and miss them so much."

  Alex raised his eyebrows, bent down and took out the two silver medals from his hat, and gave one back to the old lady.

   "This is for you, I hope you have a safe journey and see your loved ones again."

   He seemed to see that the old lady was not rich, so he said.

  The old lady was a little surprised, holding the silver medal in her hand, and smiled one last time:

   "Thank you, you are a kind boy, may the moonlight bless you."

  Newsboys ran on the street, waving newspapers in their hands, shouting loudly:

   "Big news! Big news! The royal family is attacked! It's going to war!"

  Pedestrians passing by heard the news, and they all paid attention. Many men stopped the newsboy, and then took out five copper kroes to buy a newspaper.

  Amidst the exclamation, the newsboy quickly sold most of the newspapers and was happily counting the copper coins when a tall figure suddenly came to him.

   "Here are two newspapers, and by the way, give me a pack of 'Sunshine' cigarettes."

  The newsboy looked up and saw a middle-aged man with a beard.

   "Ah, sir, there are just two copies left...here."

  The newsboy rummaged through the satchel that was bigger than his upper body, took out two newspapers and a pack of cigarettes from it, and handed them over.

  Golov gave twenty-seven copper kroes, and returned to the carriage parked by the side of the road with the things.

   "Miss Maggie, this is today's newspaper."

  He handed one of them into the car curtain, and a voice came from inside:

   "Thank you, Golov."

"You're welcome."

   Golov responded.

  He set out the day before yesterday according to the order of the head of the group, and he just brought Miss Maggie back today.

  Driving the carriage and continuing towards Jack's Manor, he opened the cigarette case, lit one for himself, and then opened the newspaper.

"Ok?"

  (end of this chapter)

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