The white ball whistled and came with a loud rumbling sound, covering the sky like an overwhelming force!
Chen Lun wanted to test out more of his opponent's abilities, so he shook his wrist and threw out a bunch of red "diamond" magic flying cards.
He also wanted to see where his operating limits were.
clang clang clang!
The bright red light flew straight past, hitting the white balls accurately and cutting them apart one by one, and it continued to attack Anderson with undiminished momentum!
However, the cut white ball gathered together again in the next moment, restored to its original appearance, and continued to fall "as if nothing had happened".
Boom—
Countless white balls bombarded the area where Chen Lun was heavily and densely.
A cloud of dust rose high up, and the ground shook.
Anderson's body was like a sliced potato, separating into dozens of pieces, accurately dodging every "diamond card", and after regrouping, it was unharmed.
But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard applause around him.
Snap, snap…
“It’s a wonderful juggling act.”
Chen Lun stood next to him, less than a meter away.
"In just two seconds, I threw out a total of eleven magic cards, which was my limit, but I only hit nine white balls... and you controlled seventy-eight white balls at the same time, and restored them with ease."
Anderson's eyes shrank and he turned his head stiffly.
"You... are not affected by spatial interference."
His voice was a little dry.
Jack moved to his side in an instant, and Anderson's heart sank.
He knew that there was no need for him to continue fighting.
Whether or not there is "instant teleportation" determines whether the two parties are on the same level.
Chen Lun raised his head and looked into the air. Anderson's hands and top hat stopped moving.
He asked with interest:
"Is this your sequence ability? Your brain is developed to the limit, supporting multi-threaded operation?"
In Chen Lun's eyes, the hands, the top hat, and Anderson himself all operated independently. Not only did they not interfere with each other, they also cooperated very well, as if they were an army of one person.
Anderson did not answer, but just sighed deeply.
His left and right hands and top hat flew back, and he bowed to the black-hatted gentleman in front of him.
"Mr. Jack, I give up."
Chen Lun was a little disappointed to see the other party give in so easily.
"You're not going to fight anymore? I want to see if you have any more to show for it."
Anderson just looked bitter.
Fight? What to fight?!
The space was disturbed, he could not teleport, and many supporting abilities were like water without a source, unable to be used... but the opponent was invincible. The most important point was that Jack was not serious at all, and did not even reveal the other form in the intelligence!
You can't beat him, and you can't run away.
Anderson was helpless and discouraged, so he simply chose to surrender.
"What do you want?"
he asked dejectedly.
Chen Lun glanced at Weiss who was lying unconscious on the ground. This guy was seriously injured by the aftermath of the fight between the two men just now. He was truly a rookie with little combat experience.
I don't know where his confidence comes from.
"Do you want me to say it twice?"
Chen Lun chuckled.
"Of course I'll take you to the Knights of the Round Table."
"Mr. Jack."
Anderson forced a smile.
"Don't you need the extraordinary knowledge of Sequence 5 - Juggler? The Murder Club probably can't give you such a reward. How about..."
"Yes, you reminded me."
Chen Lun interrupted him, showing a look of sudden realization.
"So I have an idea."
He pointed at Anderson and Weiss on the ground.
"How about taking the two of you as hostages and letting the Evening Tea Club use extraordinary knowledge to redeem you?"
"this… "
Anderson was stunned. He didn't expect the other party's thoughts to be so jumpy.
"You're not going to send us to the Knights of the Round Table?"
he asked tentatively.
If this is the case, then it couldn't be better. It is equivalent to saving one's life with a piece of sequence 5 extraordinary knowledge.
Chen Lun pondered for a while.
"You are right, Mr. Anderson. The club cannot give me the reward I want... Instead of sending you to the Knights of the Round Table, it is better to exchange you for the extraordinary knowledge required for advancement."
"In that case, I will tell the tea party about the situation here."
Anderson let out a long breath.
He was thinking in his heart that Weiss had a special identity. He was the nephew of Manolan, another vice president of the tea party, and was deeply loved by him... I guess for him, Manolan would also use his extraordinary knowledge.
and…
Although Jack is powerful, if Manolan is smart, he will bring enough people with him and maybe he can turn the tables and force Jack to sign the contract and join the tea party camp.
In this way, his original purpose has been achieved in a disguised way!
Anderson thought about it, and under the gaze of the gentleman in the black hat, he wrote a letter on the spot, describing the situation here in detail, and finally handed it to the other party for inspection.
After Chen Lun took the letter, he read it word by word and nodded with satisfaction.
Anderson was a man who knew what was happening, and neither exaggerated nor said that he knew about the plans of the tea party and the Black Knife Brotherhood. Instead, he explained the kidnapping of the two people in a very tactful way, and put the blame on Weiss, saying that if it weren't for this guy's interference, the two sides would have already reached a cooperation.
In short, there's nothing wrong with what Jack did, it's all Wes's fault, the terrifying whale.
Every word is filled with Anderson's strong desire to survive.
Chen Lun asked Anderson for a pen, but added a sentence at the end of the letter:
"I, Jack, have captured your vice president Anderson and a loser named Weiss. Hurry up and bring the extraordinary knowledge of Sequence 5-Juggler and 10,000 gold pounds. Otherwise, I will kill you!"
Anderson looked at the letter and asked hesitantly:
"Are you sure you want to add this?"
"Um."
Chen Lun waved his hand lazily.
Anderson stuffed the envelope into a juggling ball with a white dove pattern on it, but laughed in his heart. Jack's arrogant message would probably anger Manolan...
At that time, he will definitely bring all his followers out.
Jack is still too young, there's no need to do this.
Anderson shook his head secretly.
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In an inconspicuous small town in Baoshibang.
Behind a dilapidated theater, there are two old buildings.
This is one of the locations for the evening tea party.
Anderson's letter appeared in the corner of the second floor of the building on the left, where stood an ordinary bright yellow mailbox.
This mailbox is a Class B spooky object that can automatically send and receive letters without being interfered with by external factors. It is an extremely important intelligence medium for the Evening Tea Party.
The lid of the bright yellow mailbox opened automatically, and the letter popped out and fell into a hand.
The tea party member who was waiting by the mailbox changed his expression drastically after seeing the contents of the letter, and immediately rushed to another room.
After a moment.
A man's roar could be heard faintly from the building.
Then it fell into silence again.
If someone walked in to take a look at this moment, they would be shocked, because the whole building was empty. The roar just now seemed like the howling of a ghost.
A group of men and women in fancy clothes suddenly appeared in an alley in Yanbang Peacock City.
The leader was a middle-aged man with a hooked nose, wearing a dark brown suit and a top hat. He had a gloomy face at the moment, and was followed by nearly twenty men and women who were also dressed fancy, with a mysterious and powerful aura.
"Damn Anderson! He can't even handle such a small matter!"
The hook-nosed man said in a deep voice.
He is the other vice president of the Evening Tea Party, Manolan.
He is also a senior transcendent of Destiny Path Sequence 5.
The men and women around him were the tea party members who supported him, all of them were mid-sequence transcendents.
“Lord Manolan, there is something strange about this matter.”
A female member spoke up.
"Even if Vice President Anderson and Weiss are no match for Jack, they shouldn't be captured by him... They couldn't even perform Cloud Leap, so they must be restricted by something. We should be more careful."
Manolan was silent for a few seconds.
"Of course I know, that's why I brought all of you with me... The results of the three divinations were consistent, indicating that there is a certain degree of danger, but not too strong. And to be on the safe side, I also brought a manuscript of "Theater Etiquette" left by the president... With this mythical and extraordinary thing, nothing will go wrong."
He paused and continued:
"After we arrive at the winery, I need you to ensure Weiss's safety first, and then help me suppress Jack as much as possible and force him to sign the 'Numerology Contract'."
"Understood, Master Manolan."
The others agreed briefly.
"Let's go."
Manolan suppressed his displeasure, and led everyone to perform Cloud Leap again, appearing directly at the door of the winery's villa.
However, as soon as they appeared, they found that the scene around them had changed.
The blurry and distorted blue covers everything as far as the eye can see, presenting an unreal picture.
"This is the spirit world... Jack has found us."
Manolan glanced around expressionlessly, then frowned.
"And the space in this area has been disturbed. No wonder Anderson and Weiss can't escape. It turns out that Jack has such a method!"
"What should we do next? Master Manolan."
A man next to him asked.
“The plan remains unchanged.”
Manolan said coldly.
"Let's see what other tricks that guy has!"
He took a step forward and led everyone into the villa building.
In the empty living room, there were only three people sitting on the sofa.
Jackspeight, wearing a black flat hat, was sitting on the side with his arms folded. When he saw Manolan and others coming, he nodded casually.
Opposite Jack were Anderson and Wes.
But Manolan and his group felt something was strongly wrong.
It was like an abrupt sense of disharmony, inexplicably growing in everyone's hearts.
It was not just Jack's indifferent attitude, but also Weiss's pale face. Manolan noticed that his beloved nephew seemed not to have seen him coming. He lowered his head, trembling violently as if he was seriously ill, and beads of sweat fell on his face.
Manolan frowned and looked at Anderson in great confusion.
Anderson raised his head and looked at himself.
The other person's face was also pale, and his expression was almost stiff. He could only open his mouth slightly, but he didn't say a word. His eyes revealed a complex emotion, including apology, fear, and even imperceptible relief.
"you… "
Manolan just opened his mouth.
But he was interrupted by the gentleman in the black hat, who stood up with a polite smile on his face.
"Mr. Manolan, welcome."
Chen Lun took a step forward and stretched out his hand to the side.
"Come, let me introduce you to..."
Manolan and his group couldn't help but look in the direction of Jack's finger.
Their faces suddenly changed drastically.
Next to Jack, five men and women wearing retro knight armor appeared at some point!
It seemed as if these people had been standing there for a long time, but I just subconsciously ignored them!
"These are the five lords of the Knights of the Round Table. They are very interested in the evening tea party. I think you should have a very pleasant chat."
Chen Lun's smile was extremely bright and his voice was very enthusiastic.