Chapter 206 You are not qualified to negotiate terms!

  The inner city of Amber City.

  In front of a coffee shop that can be seen everywhere on the roadside, there are tables, chairs and parasols for diners to have a rest and enjoy the scenery on the street.

   Akbin and Drink were sitting casually on chairs. Drink also ordered a fried fish sandwich and drank coffee while eating.

   "The executioner squad doesn't seem to be coming for you, Akbin."

  Drink mumbled.

  Akbin glanced at him, didn't speak, just meditated silently.

   After a while, he opened his mouth and said:

   "It doesn't matter, as long as they don't interfere with our mission... let's go."

   "There are three little tails following you, so you're going to catch people like this?"

  Drink crumpled the paper package into a ball and threw it into the trash can behind him.

  Akbin shook his head.

   "They are already infected, and they can't catch up."

   After speaking, he got up by himself and left towards the end of the street.

  Drink curled his lips, put his pockets in his pocket casually, and followed behind.

  Not far from the roof of a shop.

  The executioner, Leslie, saw the two of them leave, and immediately took out the pad, intending to pass the news on, but she suddenly coughed without warning.

   "Cough... cough cough!"

  Leslie looked down, her palm was covered with blood.

  She showed a horrified look.

  As a [Sequence 7] Transcendent, she fell for the opponent's mysterious trick without even realizing it.

  At this moment, the note pad started to vibrate, and words appeared on it.

  Lei Sili took a closer look, her heart sank.

   "The other two sides are also infected with extraordinary diseases like me..."

  But she could feel that the disease was slowly subsiding, and it only made her temporarily weak.

   "Akbin...this is his warning!"

  Leslie's eyes turned hard.

   "Think this will scare off the executioner squad? You underestimate us!"

  She coughed twice more, disregarding the blood dripping from the corner of her mouth, and sent out the information about the Akbin duo on the notepad. Enduring the fatigue and discomfort all over her body, she jumped 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 on.

Following the gazes of the two of them, Leslie looked further ahead. In the middle of the street tens of meters away from them, there was a man wearing a black dress, a black top hat, and holding a silver cane. Make eye contact with them.

   "That man is...?"

  Leslie is in doubt.

   "It's nice to meet you two. It's the first time I meet you. I'm the head of the circus, Jack Speight..."

  Chen Lun took off his top hat and bowed slightly to salute.

   "We were planning to find you, but we didn't expect you to come to your door by yourself..."

  Drink chuckled lightly, took out a pack of cigarettes, and lit one for himself.

  He didn't take it seriously, and shook his head sarcastically.

   "Are you coming to apologize? I don't think so. If you take something 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 inner lining of his clothes, and there was a wriggling eyeball in it, which was [C-level monster-Eye of Shadow]!

   Hum!

  A ray of light burst out from the eyeball.

  In an instant, Chen Lun was forcibly dragged into the spirit world by the light.

  He frowned, and saw that all the pedestrians around him disappeared, and only the Akbin duo in front remained on the empty blurred street.

   "Should you tell the story of occupying the circus yourself, or let us interrogate and spit out the truth."

  Drink laughed while smoking a cigarette.

   Chen Lun's eyes were full of mist, and he saw through the strength of the two opponents.

  'Both are [Sequence 6] Transcendents... Among them, Akbin's attributes have reached the limit of this sequence, and he is not far from [Sequence 5]. Murder club members are indeed strong. '

   he thought to himself.

   Akbin and Drink frowned.

  When they were swept away by Chen Lun's eyes, they immediately 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 in."

  Akbin said indifferently.

   "It seems that you are not going to say it yourself?"

  Chen Lun raised his hand and made a gesture of waiting.

   "Mr. Akbin Korver, I am very sincere... The circus planned a kidnapping case before, but was backstabbed by its partner Beckman, and was finally caught by the shelter."

   He shrugged.

   "I did take the initiative to collect the remaining remnants...but the purpose of doing so without changing the name is to wait for the arrival of the two of you, because I want to use this to join the Mutual Aid Association."

  It's a pity that the faces of the two of them haven't changed, they are still indifferent.

  Drinke exhaled 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 eyeliner of the Mutual Aid Society 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 group of flies flew from nowhere, forming a contract text in mid-air.

   "Sign this contract, let's end this matter like this... It also saves us a lot of trouble."

  Chen Lun glanced casually.

  The regulations above are infinitely more stringent than the ones he signed with the peripheral members of the circus.

   "You two, that's not what I mean...I just want to say, just in my personal capacity, join the 'Murder Club'."

  The polite smile on Chen Lun's face remained undiminished.

  Drinke was startled for a moment, and then burst out laughing, the cigarette holder on his mouth fell off.

  Akbin felt that he was being played, and his face became more gloomy and indifferent.

   With a wave of his hand, the contract text in mid-air was canceled directly, and the flies scattered in all directions.

  This move means that he will not give any more chances.

   "Only you...? A guy who has just been promoted to [Sequence 7], dare to say that he joins the 'Murder Club' and becomes our companion?"

  Drink laughed until tears came out.

   He didn't know how much sweat and blood he had spent before he squeezed into the murder club and found a shelter.

  The guy in front of him dares to say such big words if he wants strength but no strength, and eyesight but no eyesight!

   "According to the rules of the 'Murder Club', I will present a bottle of extraordinary wine..."

  Chen Lun took out the bottle of "Crane Crown Green", although it is a little inferior to "Mirna Blood Wine", it is still a high-end product.

   He wanted to join the Murder Club for a number of reasons.

   Among them, there are three main points.

  One is that the Murder Club is relatively free inside, without the restrictions of other churches and forces. It is not so much an elite extraordinary organization, but a killer union. This is a rare high-end platform organization in the Trisur Empire.

  Although the relationship between members is not that close, there are corresponding benefits and blessings.

  In addition, Chen Lun can open another vest and use the platform of the Murder Club to do some hunting missions. This is a channel to trigger many important branches and can accelerate his growth.

Of course, the most important point is that he has the ability to brew supernatural wine. Through supernatural wine, he can exchange for the help of the strong in the club... As long as the quality of supernatural wine is high enough, there is even a certain probability that the conspiracy angel Conrad Do it yourself.

  Looking at the wine bottle in Chen Lun's hand, Akbin and Drink had the same reaction, that is, they were quite indifferent.

   "You don't seem to understand the situation..."

   Drink said.

   "Although I don't know where you found out about the Murder Club's rules, you are not qualified to negotiate terms!"

  Chen Lun's original smile gradually disappeared.

   "No qualifications... Heh, since you are unwilling to follow the rules, I have to show you what qualifications are."

   "Only you?"

  Drink sneered, and an afterimage flashed in the next second, rushing towards Chen Lun.

  Chen Lun looked indifferently, took out two bells, one green and one red, and shook them lightly.

  jingle bell...

  Boom!

  A burly figure emerged from Chen Lun's side, and punched Drink on the arm. It was Drink's quick reaction, otherwise the punch would have hit his face!

  Drinke flew back backwards, and took a few steps back after landing.

  Looking up, seeing the familiar brown-red clay pot, his expression changed slightly.

   "Pot Monster?!"

  Mr. Hu patted Chen Lun's arm with his backhand, and laughed out loud twice.

   "Silver Kettle, we are here to help you!"

  Mr. Ping smiled and remained silent.

   "Thank you both."

  Chen Lun glanced at them, then turned to look at Akbin and Drink.

   "Mr. Hu, the one on the right will be left to you."

   "Don't worry! I have endured this guy for a long time! This time I must smash him!"

  Mr. Pot punched twice, and rushed directly towards Drink.

  Drinke didn't expect the other party to summon this spirit creature. He had fought against it quite a few times before, but he was suppressed every time.

   "Damn! Do you really think I can't beat you?!"

  Drink sneered.

  In the next second, his body suddenly turned into dozens of hundreds of bats and scattered, avoiding Mr. Hu's heavy punch, and immediately reorganized behind Mr. Hu.

  Drink's palm turned into black sharp claws, and attacked Mr. Pot's back.

  Boom!

  Mr. Hu made a backhand blow, and the two backed away after colliding.

  ‘That guy is [Flesh and Flesh Faction Sequence 6-Bloodborn], but for Mr. Pot, there shouldn’t be any problem…’

  Chen Lun thought to himself, retracted his gaze, and looked at Akbin again.

   This one is the stronger opponent.

  Akbin did not move from the beginning to the end, watching everything silently.

   "You are not my match..."

   He said.

  The next second, Chen Lun suddenly felt his throat a little itchy, and coughed twice.

  【You are attacked by the extraordinary disease "Visceral Failure"! 】

  【"Hell Resistance" is in effect, reducing the damage effect by 50%! 】

  'Can't poison resistance 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 dropping rapidly at a rate of 5 points per second.

  ‘If there is no [Hell Resistance] damage reduction, theoretically speaking, it only takes less than four minutes to clear my life blood bar...’

  Chen Lun looked at Akbin not far away and chuckled.

  ' is also limited to theory. '

   Next second.

  Green light flickered between his chest and abdomen, and his health rose instead of falling, and soon returned to full.

   Akbin frowned, looking a little surprised.

  Chen Lun didn't say any more nonsense, and directly ejected several cards at him.

   Whoosh!

  (end of this chapter)