Chapter 264 Revenge me, Jack (ask for a monthly pass!)

  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 spirit world.

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

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

   is the messenger of the murder club, the waiter without facial features.

   "Mr. Qiao Ke, nice to meet you."

   The waiter also seemed 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 commission from the club member Mr. Drinker. Because of the special situation, he is seriously injured now, 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 you cannot refuse... and you are also the only club member I can find in this area."

"I see."

  Speaking in a deep voice, Chen Lun picked up the letters on the tray and quickly opened them for inspection.

  Drink's letter is very short, with only one sentence:

   "Speed ​​at No. 5 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.

   "I've been entrusted to take over, 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 the token, but instead of calling for help, he entrusted it to find a nearby club member and rush to the sewer.

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

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

  After bidding farewell to the messenger and returning to the present world, Chen Lun immediately rushed to No. 5 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 the destination at the fastest speed.

   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 encountered a locked iron door.

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

   But to Chen Lun, it was useless.

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

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

   After another two minutes or so, he heard faint breathing in the darkness.

'found it! '

  Chen Lun snapped his fingers, and the glove sparked a fist-sized fireball, suspended above his head, illuminating the surroundings.

  Drink is lying on the wall, covered in blood.

  His legs have disappeared, and the fracture is charred, with 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.

   "Who is...?"

   Drinker's consciousness was a little fuzzy, his eyes opened with difficulty, revealing cloudy pupils.

   "Don't talk yet, I'll treat you."

   Chen Lun said in a deep voice.

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

  Although he doesn’t have a deep friendship with Drink, at least he has fought side by side. He can be regarded as a comrade in arms. Chen Lun doesn’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."

  Drink 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 Ni."

  With some strength, he grabbed Chen Lun's wrist.

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

  Chen Lun did not withdraw the treatment of the green light, 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 Archbishop Rafa of the Red Apple Church... He descended into an incarnation, and I'm no match."

  Drink 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 talked about the reason why he came to Huangtie City with difficulty.

  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 an injury, if it were an ordinary transcendent, he would have died long ago.

   It was also thanks to Drinker, a superman 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 has a lot of feelings, and his emotions are 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 to make 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 tremblingly took out a pack of cigarettes from his body, and there was one last cigarette left 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 perform 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 personally brought it to Drink's mouth, and with a snap of his fingers, sparks lit him.

"thanks…"

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

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

  He spoke while smoking a cigarette.

   "That's Rafa's 'Yueyao' power, and the curse of a sword... I'm sure I'm going to die. I just want to find someone at random, and then 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 help me complete one thing..."

"you say."

   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!"

  Drink coughed violently.

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

   "Most people in the Murder Club only talk about benefits, but I can see that you are a person who talks about 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 faded, 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 it has passed.

  Drink'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.

  Besides, there is a wallet containing money.

  The burnt-out cigarette **** was extinguished, and a wisp of green smoke was lit.

  Chen Lun took a deep breath, picked up everything on the ground, then turned and left without looking back.

  Although, even without Drinker's request, he would actively participate in the hunt for the Red Apple Church.

   But in the end, he agreed to Drink.

  ‘Has Rafa appeared again... What will happen to him this time? '

  Chen Lun felt a little depressed, so he quickened his pace of leaving.

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  Drink's death did not cause any waves.

  He has almost no friends on weekdays, and he is extremely unpopular in the murder club.

  In a certain village in Jewel State.

   "Teacher, why did you pour three glasses of wine?"

  Maggie was at the dining table, and after seeing Akbin's actions, she was a little puzzled.

   Akbin calmly filled the wine and said:

   "This is a friend's wine, which is temporarily stored with me, but he may never drink it."

"he died?"

   Maggie frowned, and said in surprise.

  Akbin did not answer, but just drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

  (end of this chapter)