I became the king of villains in the game

Maldiz frowned.

"How did that young man know where we live, and how did he go through all the security guards, come to Xiao Ruiyin's room, and heal her illness...? This is really a fantasy!"

"Others may not be able to do it, but he can."

Pompey said with certainty.

Seeing that his old boss was still suspicious, he sighed and told what had happened to his family.

Then he focused on describing Mr. Jack's nobility and fearlessness, saying that he had saved countless people in Amber City and fought against the evil sacrifice of the Red Apple Church.

As a result, Bradley Square was destroyed, and after it was rebuilt, it was named after him, the "Black Messenger".

Siebert supplemented on the side.

Maldiz's expression changed from doubt to shock, then to disbelief, and finally he let out a long sigh.

"So... that young man is so extraordinary."

He sat down on the edge of the bed, took his granddaughter's hand and said with emotion:

"Forgive me for being old, I don't want to know about many things... This Mr. Jack is so famous, but I don't know about it."

Maldiz looked at Pompey and Siebert, and said solemnly:

"Not only did my arrogance not make him bear any grudges, but he also selflessly helped Rui Yin... I am very ashamed. I will remember this favor, and I will definitely visit and thank you in a few days!"

Pompey smiled.

"Okay! Old General, I will go with you when the time comes!"

"I'll go as well."

Siebert said something aside, but Pompeii drew dissatisfied eyes.

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Chapter 263 Help Me Revenge, Jack

Standing in a sparsely populated alley, Chen Lun glanced back at the main street of Huangtie City.

'Go back and help Fu Luoyin complete the promotion ceremony. '

With a smile on his lips, he stepped into the spirit world.

When the surrounding area was covered by the pale blue vision of Mohu Lake, Chen Lun was surprised to find a figure walking quickly not far ahead.

He was a little surprised when he saw the face of the visitor.

It was the spirit messenger of the Murder Club, the waiter without facial features.

"Mr. Qiao Ke, nice to meet you."

The waiter also looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect to meet you here..."

"Are you delivering letters for club members?"

Chen Lun asked curiously.

The waiter bowed slightly and passed the tray forward.

"Yes, and no... This is an urgent request from Mr. Drinker, a member of the club. Because of the special circumstances, he is now seriously injured, and time is running out, so please ask me to issue the task to other nearby club members."

Chen Lun did not pick up the envelope on the tray, but frowned and asked:

"Drinke? How could he be in Huangtie City and seriously injured... What happened?"

"do not know……"

The faceless waiter reminded Chen Lun:

"Mr. Qiao Ke, I want you to know that as a member of the Murder Club, you are obliged to accept an emergency commission and cannot refuse...and you are the only club member I can find in this area."

"I see."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice, picked up the letter on the tray, and quickly opened it to check.

Drink's letter was brief, containing only one sentence:

"Speed ​​at No. [-] Spin Street, the underground drainage channel!"

The paper was crumpled, stained with dirt and blood, and the handwriting was crooked. It can be seen that Drinker was in a very bad state when he wrote this letter.

"Entrust me to take it, go find him now."

Chen Lun folded the letter, put it in the windbreaker pocket, and said to the messenger.

Drink summoned the Faceless Servant with a token, but instead of asking for help, he entrusted it to find a club member nearby and rush to the sewer.

Chen Lun has a bad premonition, and there is only one possibility for Drink to do this kind of behavior.

That is, he felt that he was hopeless, and was going to find someone to entrust his last wish... It didn't even matter who this person was.

After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the present world, Chen Lun immediately rushed to No. [-] Spin Street.Because he was not familiar with the city, he also asked pedestrians for directions several times on the road.

It took a few minutes, and he reached his destination as fast as he could.

Taking advantage of the gap when no one was paying attention, he jumped into the sewer on the side of the street, and then endured the disgusting dirt, and got into the passage on the side of the wall.

After walking a few steps, he came across a locked iron door.

This is an obstacle specially installed by the city planning department to prevent accidents from happening.

But to Chen Lun, this is useless.

He flicked his fingers, and with a bang, the lock of the iron door was smashed to pieces.

Chen Lun pushed the door open and walked along the stone road on the right side of the sewer.

About 2 minutes later, he heard faint breathing in the darkness.

'found it! '

Chen Lun snapped his fingers, and the gloves sparked a fist-sized fireball, which floated above his head and illuminated the surroundings.

Drinker was lying against the wall, covered in blood.

His legs had disappeared, and the fracture was like a scorched lake, and there was still a dark purple light, burning faintly.The left arm was swollen, unbelievably fat, completely out of proportion to the human body, and limp to the side.

"Yes... who is it?"

Drinker's consciousness was a little blurred, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, revealing his cloudy eyes.

"Don't talk yet, I'll heal you."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

He stretched out his hand, activated the power of the [Awakening of Insects] bookmark, and it burst into green light, instilling vitality into Drink.

Although he didn't have a deep friendship with Drink, at least he had fought side by side, and he could be regarded as a comrade in arms. Chen Lun didn't want to watch him die like this.

But within a few seconds, Chen Lun frowned.

Because he found that the vitality he transmitted in the past seemed to have fallen into a bottomless pit, and as much as he entered, he lost as much as he entered, and it didn't work on Drinker's body at all.

"It's you... Jack."

Drinking shifted his gaze to the face of the handsome young man in front of him, and pulled out an extremely ugly smile.

"I didn't expect it to be you."

He didn't know where the strength came from, but he grabbed Chen Lun's wrist.

"Don't...don't waste your energy, I'm hopeless."

Chen Lun did not withdraw the green light treatment, sighed secretly, and while thinking about a solution, he said to Drink:

"What happened to you, who beat you like this?"

"Cough... Rafa, it's the Archbishop Rafa of the Red Apple Church...she descended into an incarnation, and I'm no match."

Drinking spit out a mouthful of blood and continued:

"Don't talk, just listen to me...I can't hold on anymore."

Holding his breath, he said with difficulty the reason why he came to Huangtie City.

Chen Lun listened silently, continuously transmitting vitality to Drink in his hands. Although the effect was minimal, it could relieve Drink's pain and he could speak more smoothly.

The other party showed a grateful look.

At the same time, Chen Lun also secretly felt that with such injuries, if it were an ordinary transcendent, he would have died long ago.

It was also thanks to Drinker, who is a transcendent of the flesh and blood faction known for his strong vitality, that he was able to last for so long.

Through Drink's words, Chen Lun roughly understood that the other party was here for revenge... Following a group of monks from the Red Apple Church, they chased them all the way here.

The other party roughly talked about his past, and let Chen Lun understand why he has such deep hatred for the Red Apple Church.

"Is this the story of Drinker..."

Chen Lun had a lot of feelings, and his emotions were a little complicated.

In his previous life, he digs the background story of the game. Although he also has a lot of emotions, it is far less intense than it is now.

Since he crossed over, he has experienced many things, which made him feel more and more hatred and pity for this world.Because what happened in front of him was a living person, a real reality.

"The leader of the Red Apple Church sacrificed himself and let Rafa's incarnation descend. You have to be careful... This city can't stay any longer, and even Amber City may be affected."

Drinking like a flash of light, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his body tremblingly, and there was still the last cigarette in it.

But with his stiff and weak hands, he still couldn't take it out.

Chen Lun noticed that Drink's fingers were scorched black, his joints were necrotic, and he couldn't even do the simple operations in the past.

After several failed attempts, Drinker threw the cigarette case aside angrily.

Laughed miserably.

Chen Lun silently picked up the cigarette case, took out the crumpled cigarette from it, and brought it to Drink's mouth in person, and with a snap of his fingers, sparks lit him.

"thanks……"

Drink greedily sucked a mouthful of smoke, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"The reason why I didn't ask for help, you should know by now..."

He was smoking and talking.

"That's the power of Rafa's 'Yueyao', and the curse of a sword...I'm sure I'm going to die. I just want to find someone at random, and then we can talk."

Drink's voice became solemn, with a hint of pleading:

"Jack, after my death, you take away the remnants of spiritual precipitation, and give you the things on my body, including the Balague necklace on my chest... I just ask you to do one thing for me..."

"You said."

Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

"Destroy the Red Apple Church...Although this request is too much, I can satisfy even if I kill one more member of the Red Apple Church...cough!"

Drinker coughed violently.

His eyes began to bleed, as did his nostrils and ears.

"Most people in the Murder Club only care about benefits, but I can see that you are a man of friendship...It must be the guidance of fate to meet you before death."

Drink's last sentence made Chen Lun feel complicated.

"Guided by fate..."

After a few seconds of silence, Drink's voice gradually became weaker, and finally he only said thank you.

he died.

Looking at the unburned cigarette on Drink's mouth, Chen Lun squatted in front of him, silent for a long time.

I don't know how long has passed.

Drinker's body disappeared, turning into a roll of white bandages.

The necklace that was originally hanging around his neck also fell to the ground with a jingle.

On the side, there is a wallet for money.