Chapter 206 You are not qualified to negotiate terms!
Inner city of Amber City.
In front of a coffee shop that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, tables, chairs and umbrellas are placed for diners to rest, dine and enjoy the street scenery.
Akbin and Drinker were sitting casually on chairs. Drinker also ordered a fried fish sandwich and took a sip of coffee while eating.
"The Executioner Squad doesn't seem to be here for you, Akbin."
Drink muttered.
Akbin glanced at him and said nothing, just thinking silently.
After a while, he spoke:
"It doesn't matter, as long as they don't hinder our mission... let's go."
"With three little tails following you, are you going to catch people like this?"
Drinker crumpled the paper package into a ball and threw it into the trash can behind him.
Akbin shook his head.
"They have already contracted the disease and cannot catch up."
After saying that, he stood up and left towards the end of the street.
Drink curled his lips, put his pockets casually, and followed.
The rooftop of a shop not far away.
When Leslie, the executioner, saw the two of them leaving, she immediately took out her notepad and planned to pass on the news, but she suddenly coughed without warning.
"Cough...cough!"
Leslie looked down and saw blood on her palm.
She showed a horrified look in her eyes.
As a [Sequence 7] transcendent, she actually fell into the opponent's mysterious method without realizing it.
At this time, the note pad began to vibrate, and words appeared on it.
Lesley took a closer look and her heart sank.
"The other two parties are also infected with extraordinary diseases like me..."
But she could feel that the disease was slowly receding and had only temporarily left her in a weak state.
"Akbin...this is his warning!"
Leslie's eyes were sharp.
"Think this will scare off the executioner squad? You underestimate us!"
She coughed twice more, ignoring the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, and sent out the information about the Akbin duo on the note pad. She endured the fatigue and discomfort all over her body, leaped on the roof, and chased after them.
Soon, she stopped.
Because she found that Akbin and Drinker were standing by the street and did not move forward.
Following their gazes, Leslie looked further ahead. In the middle of the street dozens of meters away from them, a man wearing a black dress, a black hat, and holding a silver cane was smiling. Make eye contact with them.
"That man is...?"
Leslie was confused.
"Nice to meet you two. First time meeting you. I am the circus leader, Jack Speight..."
Chen Lun took off his hat and bowed slightly.
"We were planning to find you, but we didn't expect you to come to our door..."
Drink chuckled, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one for himself.
He didn't take it seriously and shook his head sarcastically.
"Are you here to apologize? I don't think so. If you take things from the mutual aid association, you will naturally have to pay the corresponding price."
"Stop talking nonsense, Drinker."
Akbin said indifferently. He took out a small glass jar from the lining of his clothes, which contained a squirming eyeball. It was the [C-level magic object-Eye of Shadow]!
Buzz!
The eyeballs bloomed with light.
In an instant, Chen Lun was forcibly dragged into the spirit world by the light.
He raised his brows and saw that all the pedestrians around him had disappeared. On the empty and blurry street, only the Akbin duo in front were left.
"Should you tell the story about occupying the circus yourself, or let us interrogate you and tell you the truth."
Drink smiled as he smoked a cigarette.
Chen Lun's eyes were filled with mist, and he could see through the strength level of the two opponents.
'Both of them are [Sequence 6] extraordinary beings... Among them, Akbin's attributes have reached the limit of this sequence, and he is not far from [Sequence 5]. As expected, the members of the Murder Club are all strong. ’
he thought.
Akbin and Drinker frowned.
When they were glanced at by Chen Lun's eyes, they suddenly felt very uncomfortable, as if they had been seen through.
"You two, I have an idea, why don't you listen to it?"
Chen Lun showed a polite smile.
"Not interested."
Akbin said indifferently.
"It seems you don't want to say it yourself?"
Chen Lun raised his hand and made a wait gesture.
"Mr. Akbinkovor, I am very sincere... The circus planned a kidnapping case before, but was stabbed in the back by its partner Beckman, and was finally killed by the shelter."
He shrugged.
"I did take action to recruit the remaining remnants... but the purpose of doing so without changing the names was to wait for the arrival of you two, because I wanted to join the mutual aid association."
It's a pity that the expressions of the other two people have not changed much, and they are still cold.
Drinker blew out a puff of smoke and laughed twice.
"Oh, I think I understand... Do you want to replace the original leader of the subordinate organization and act as the mutual aid association's eyeliner in this city?"
He turned to look at Akbin, who nodded.
"According to the rules, you can indeed do this..."
Akbin waved his hand, and a swarm of flies flew from nowhere and formed a contract text in mid-air.
"Sign this contract and let this matter be settled...it will save us a lot of trouble."
Chen Lun glanced casually.
The regulations above were countless times more stringent than those he signed with the peripheral members of the circus. It would not be an exaggeration to call it a contract of sale.
"Both of you, that's not what I meant... I just wanted to join the 'Murder Club' in my personal capacity."
The polite smile on Chen Lun's face did not diminish.
Drinker was startled for a moment, then burst into laughter, and the cigarette holder fell from his mouth.
Akbin felt as if he was being played, and his expression became even more gloomy and indifferent.
With a wave of his hand, the contract text in mid-air was canceled and the flies disappeared.
This move means that he will not give any more chances.
"Just you...? A guy who has just been promoted to [Sequence 7] dares to join the 'Murder Club' and become our companion?"
Drinker laughed until tears came out.
He didn't know how much sweat and blood he had expended before he squeezed into the Murder Club and found a shelter.
The guy in front of me, who has strength but not power, and eyesight but not eyesight, dares to say such big words!
"According to the rules of the 'Murder Club', I will present a bottle of extraordinary wine..."
Chen Lun took out the bottle of "Heding Green". Although it was slightly inferior to "Mirna Blood Wine", it was still a high-end product.
There are many reasons why he wanted to join the Murder Club.
There are three main points among them.
First, there is relative freedom within the Murder Club, without the restrictions of other churches and forces. Rather than being an elite organization of extraordinary beings, it is more like a killer union. This is a rare high-end platform organization in the Trisuul Empire.
Although the relationship between the members is not that close, there are corresponding benefits and blessings.
In addition, Chen Lun can open another vest and use the Murder Club platform to do some hunting missions. This is a channel that triggers many important branches and can accelerate his growth.
Of course, the most important point is that he has the ability to brew extraordinary wine. He can use extraordinary wine to exchange for the help of powerful people in the club... As long as the quality of the extraordinary wine is high enough, there is even a certain probability that the conspiracy angel Kang La De took action personally.
Looking at the wine bottle in Chen Lun's hand, Akbin and Drinker had the same reaction, which was quite indifferent.
"You don't seem to understand the situation..."
Drink said.
"I don't know where you learned about the rules of the Murder Club, but you are not qualified to negotiate terms!"
Chen Lun's original smile gradually disappeared.
"No qualifications... Hehe, since you are unwilling to act according to the rules, then I have to show you what qualifications are."
"Just you?"
Drinker sneered, and in the next second, an afterimage flashed towards Chen Lun.
Chen Lun looked indifferently, took out two bells, one green and one red, and shook them gently.
Ding bell...
Bang! !
A strong figure emerged from Chen Lun's side and punched Drinker on the arm. This was because Drinker reacted quickly, otherwise this punch would have hit him in the face!
Drinker flew back and took a few steps back after landing.
Looking up, he couldn't help but change his face slightly when he saw the familiar brown-red clay pot.
"Pot monster?!"
Mr. Hu patted Chen Lun's arm with his backhand and laughed heartily.
"Yin Hu, we are here to help you!"
Mr. Ping smiled and said nothing.
"Thank you both."
Chen Lun glanced at them, then turned to look at Akbin and Drinker.
"Mr. Hu, I'll leave the one on the right to you."
"Don't worry! I've tolerated this guy for a long time! I'm going to smash him this time!"
Mr. Ju punched his fist twice and rushed towards Drinker.
Drinker did not expect that the other party would actually summon this spiritual creature. He had fought against it many times before, but was suppressed every time.
"Damn! Do you really think I can't beat you?!"
Drinker sneered.
In the next second, his body suddenly transformed into dozens or hundreds of bats scattered in all directions, escaping Mr. Hu's heavy punch, and then regrouped behind Mr. Hu.
Drink's palms turned into black sharp claws and struck at Mr. Ju's back.
Bang! !
Mr. Hu struck back with a backhand, and the two collided and backed away from each other.
‘That guy is [Flesh Faction Sequence 6-Bloodborn], but for Mr. Hu, there should be no problem...’
Chen Lun thought to himself, retracted his gaze, and looked at Akbin again.
This one is a stronger opponent.
Akbin did not move from beginning to end, watching everything silently.
"You are no match for me..."
He spoke.
The next second, Chen Lun suddenly felt a bit itchy in his throat and couldn't help coughing twice.
[You are attacked by the extraordinary disease "visceral failure"! 】
["Hell Resistance" is in effect, reducing the damage effect by 50%! 】
'Toxin resistance can't completely resist this extraordinary disease... That's right, after all, the two are not exactly the same. ’
Chen Lun thought to himself.
He resisted the urge to cough and noticed that his health was rapidly decreasing at a rate of 5 points per second.
‘Without the damage reduction of [Hell Resistance], theoretically, it only takes less than four minutes to clear my life bar...’
Chen Lun looked at Akbin not far away and chuckled.
‘It’s only theoretical. ’
The next second.
A green light flashed slightly between his chest and abdomen, and his health value rose instead of falling, and soon returned to full value.
Akbin raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised.
Chen Lun didn't waste any more words and directly ejected several cards at him.
Whoosh! ! (End of chapter)