Chapter 264 Help me get revenge, Jack (please vote!)
Chen Lun stood in a sparsely populated alley and looked back at the main street of Huangtie City.
‘Go back and help Floy complete the promotion ceremony. ’
With a smile on his lips, he stepped into the spiritual world.
When his surroundings were covered by a light blue blur, Chen Lun was shocked to find that a figure was walking quickly not far ahead.
When he saw the appearance of the visitor, he was a little surprised.
It's the spirit messenger from 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 a message to the club members?"
Chen Lun asked curiously.
The waiter bowed slightly and handed the tray forward.
"Yes, and no... This is an urgent commission from Mr. Drinker, a member of the club. Due to the special circumstances, he is seriously injured and there is not much time left, so please ask me to issue the mission to other nearby club members."
Chen Lun did not pick up the envelope on the tray, but frowned and asked:
"Drink? How come he is in Huangtie City and is seriously injured...what happened?"
"I don't know..."
The faceless waiter reminded Chen Lun:
"Mr. Qiao Ke, please note that as a member of the Murder Club, you are obliged to accept emergency commissions and cannot refuse...and you are also the only club member I can find in this area."
"I know."
Chen Lun said in a deep voice, picked up the letter on the tray, and quickly opened it to check.
Drinker's letter is very short, with only one sentence:
"No. 5 Sulai Sibin Street, underground drainage channel!"
The paper was wrinkled, stained with dirt and blood, and the handwriting was crooked, which showed that Drinker was in a very bad state when he wrote this letter.
"I have been entrusted to take over. Let's go find him now."
Chen Lun folded the letter, put it in his windbreaker pocket, and then said to the messenger.
Drink used the token to summon the Faceless Waiter, but instead of calling for help, he asked him to find a nearby club member and rush to the sewers.
Chen Lun had a bad feeling. There was only one possibility for Drinker to behave like this.
That is, he feels that he is hopeless and is going to find someone to entrust his last wishes... It doesn't even matter who this person is.
After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the living world, Chen Lun immediately rushed to No. 5 Spencer Street. Because he was not familiar with the city, he asked pedestrians for directions several times on the road.
It took him a few minutes to reach his destination as quickly as possible.
Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one was paying attention, he jumped in from 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 encountered a locked iron door.
This is a barrier specially installed by the city planning department to prevent accidents.
But for Chen Lun, it was in vain.
He just flicked his finger, and with a bang, the lock of the iron door was smashed to pieces.
Chen Lun pushed open the door and walked along the stone road on the right side of the sewer.
About two minutes later, he heard faint breathing coming from the darkness.
‘Found it! ’
Chen Lun snapped his fingers, and his gloves activated a fireball the size of a fist, which floated above his head and illuminated the surrounding area.
Drinker was lying against the wall, covered in blood.
His legs have disappeared, and the fractures are burnt, and there is a dark purple light that is faintly burning. The left arm was swollen, extremely fat, completely out of proportion to the human body, and lay limp on the side.
"It's...who is it?"
Drink's consciousness was a little blurry, and he opened his eyes with difficulty, revealing cloudy pupils.
"Don't talk yet, let me treat you."
Chen Lun said in a deep voice.
He stretched out his hand and activated the power of the [Jingzhe] bookmark, which bloomed with gleaming green light and instilled vitality into Drink.
Although his friendship with Drinker was not deep, at least he had fought side by side and could be considered a comrade. Chen Lun did not want to see him die like this.
But within a few seconds, Chen Lun frowned.
Because he found that the life force he had transferred seemed to fall into a bottomless pit, and as much as it went in was lost, it had no effect on Drinker at all.
"It's you...Jack."
Drinker shifted his gaze to the face of the handsome young man in front of him, and gave an extremely ugly smile.
"I didn't expect it would be 伱."
He didn't know where he got the strength to grab Chen Lun's wrist.
"Don't... don't waste your energy, I'm hopeless."
Chen Lun did not withdraw the green light treatment. He sighed secretly, thinking about a way, and said to Drink:
"What happened to you? Who beat you like this?"
"Ahem... Rafa, he is Archbishop Rafa of the Red Apple Church... He has descended into physical form, and I am no match."
Drink spit out a mouthful of blood and continued:
"Stop talking yet, listen to me...I can't hold it anymore."
He held his breath and talked with difficulty about the reason why he came to Huangtie City.
Chen Lun listened silently, and kept transmitting life force to Drinker in his hands. Although the effect was minimal, it was able to relieve Drinker's pain and make him speak a little more smoothly.
The other party showed a grateful look.
At the same time, Chen Lun also secretly lamented that an ordinary extraordinary person would have died long ago after suffering such injuries.
Thanks to Drinker being a flesh and blood faction transcendent known for his strong vitality, he was able to last for so long.
Through Drinker's words, Chen Lun roughly understood that the other party was here for revenge... He followed a group of monks from the Red Apple Church and chased him all the way here.
The other party briefly talked about his past, making Chen Lun understand why he had such deep hatred for the Red Apple Church.
‘Is this the story of Drinker...’
Chen Lun felt a lot and his emotions were slightly complicated.
In his previous life, he dug into the background story of the game. Although he had a lot of feelings, they were far less intense than he is now.
Since he time traveled, he has experienced many things, which have made him hate and pity the world more and more. Because what happened in front of him was a living person, a real reality.
"The leader of the Red Apple Church sacrificed himself to allow the incarnation of Rafa to come. You have to be careful... This city cannot stay any longer. Even Amber City may be affected."
Drinker looked like he was flashing back his light, and tremblingly took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, with the last cigarette left in it.
But his stiff and weak hands were still unable to take it out.
Chen Lun noticed that Drinker's fingers were burnt black and his joints were necrotic. He could not even perform simple operations in the past.
After several failed attempts, Drinker threw the cigarette case aside in frustration.
He laughed miserably.
Chen Lun silently picked up the cigarette box, took out the flattened cigarette, brought it to Drinker's mouth personally, and then flicked his fingers to light it with sparks.
"Thank you..."
Drinker took a greedy sip and exhaled a long puff of smoke.
"You should know the reason why I didn't ask for help now..."
He said while smoking.
"That's the power of Rafa's 'Moonlight' and the curse of a sword... I will definitely die. I just want to find someone to talk to."
Drinker's voice became solemn, with a hint of pleading:
"Jack, after I die, you take away the remnants of spiritual precipitation, and I will give you the things on my body, including the Balague necklace on my chest... I just ask you to help me complete one thing..."
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"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 it means killing one more bastard from the Red Apple Church... Cough!"
Drink coughed violently.
His eyes began to ooze blood, as did his nostrils and ears.
"Most people in the Murder Club only care about profit, but I can see that you are a person who cares about friendship... To be able to meet you before death must be the guidance of fate."
Drinker's last words made Chen Lun feel mixed.
‘The guidance of fate...’
After a few seconds of silence, Drinker's voice gradually became smaller, and finally he just said thank you.
He is dead.
Looking at the unburnt cigarette on Drinker's lips, Chen Lun squatted in front of him and remained silent for a long time.
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Drinker's body disappeared and turned into a roll of white bandages.
The necklace originally hanging around his neck also fell to the ground with a clang.
Beside it, there was a wallet containing money.
The burned cigarette butt was extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke lit up.
Chen Lun took a deep breath, picked up everything on the ground, and then turned around and left without looking back.
Although, even without Drinker's request, he would actively participate in hunting down the Red Apple Church.
But in the end, he agreed to Drinker.
‘Did Rafa appear again? What will he do this time? ’
Chen Lun felt a little depressed and sped up his pace to leave.
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Drink's death did not cause any waves.
He has few friends in ordinary life and is extremely unpopular in the Murder Club.
In a village in Gemstone State.
"Teacher, why do you have to pour three glasses of wine?"
Maggie was a little confused after seeing Akbin's actions at the dining table.
Akbin calmly filled the wine and said:
"This is a friend's wine. It is temporarily stored with me, but he may never be able to drink it."
"Is he dead?"
Maggie raised her eyebrows and said in surprise.
Akbin did not answer, but drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. (End of chapter)