I Became The King of Villains in The Game

Chapter 445: Harassment

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“It’s finally here!”

At the street food stall, Goutoujin swallowed the noodles in his mouth, raised his head and said excitedly.

"You also received Jack's message, right?"

"Well, they said we were going to meet at the 'Yobani Hotel'."

Dongyang stood aside, tasting the fried meatballs dipped in spicy sauce and nodded.

The centaur fulfilled his promise to treat the guests and paid two silver cups to the stall owner. He secretly thought it was a bargain, and then a look of doubt appeared on his face. He turned around and asked:

"The Grand Hotel Yobani? Do you know where it is?"

The experts sitting around the simple wooden table shook their heads. Only Polaris answered the question:

"It's not far from here, about twenty minutes away."

"Wow! Brother Beizi, how do you know so much?"

The Dragon King wiped the tomato juice from the corner of his mouth, with a look of admiration on his face.

Polaris just rolled his eyes.

"Didn't you guys find out about the local situation before coming here? There are only a few famous hotels here, and you don't even need to remember them all."

"That's so hurtful! Brother Beizi called us brainless!"

The Dragon King cried in a pretentious manner.

"He said you were stupid. What does that have to do with us?"

Others didn't want to pay any attention to this guy at all. Kucha Nana and Tutu even pushed him away with their hands, looking like they didn't know him.

"Eat quickly, don't waste time, let's get there as soon as possible."

Dongyang said to everyone.

He quickly finished the snacks in the paper box in his hand, crumpled the garbage into a ball, and threw it away. With the physical fitness of a Sequence Eight Transcendent, the garbage flew in a parabola and landed accurately in a garbage basket more than ten meters away.

"pretty!"

Kuang Ben praised wildly.

"Vice President, if you have this ability in real life, you can reach the pinnacle of your life by playing in the World League..."

"Stop flattering me, hurry up."

Dongyang remained indifferent and urged with his elbows crossed.

Soon, everyone finished their meal, hailed a few carriages on the roadside, and headed directly to the Yobani Hotel.

After a moment.

When they walked into the hotel with anticipation, they couldn't help but look confused.

The hall was quite empty and quiet, with almost no diners to be seen.

Tables and chairs were tilted everywhere, plates and cups were scattered all over the floor, food was also spilled all over the floor, and dozens of burly men wrapped in turbans tightly surrounded the only two tables of guests in the corner. The scene was quite tense.

“Who are you?!”

Suddenly a shout was heard, startling Polaris and others.

They turned around and saw a man in a red short-sleeved shirt and a gold watch striding towards them, followed by several extraordinary thugs.

The man had an angry look on his face, with veins bulging on his forehead.

"I'm warning you, don't act rashly!"

The man gritted his teeth.

He gestured to his men behind him to take good care of Polaris and his group, and then walked directly to the corner area. Dongyang and others took advantage of the gap to see the guests at the two tables in the corner, who were Mr. Jack and the circus cadres.

"What's going on?"

Goutoujin asked in a low voice in surprise.

"I don't know, let's see first."

Polaris shook his head.

The man in the red shirt came directly to Chen Lun's table, pulled out an empty chair and sat down. He immediately cast his eyes on the gentleman in black at the main seat and asked in a cold voice:

"Sir, you brought people to our hotel to cause trouble more than once. What does that mean? Do you think the Blood Hand Gang is easy to bully?"

Golov was about to speak, but Floin raised her hand to stop him.

The crowd was eating their own meal, ignoring the man in the red shirt.

Chen Lun first bit off the roast meat on the fork, then slowly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, raised his eyelids and said calmly:

"You seem to have recognized the wrong person. We are just ordinary guests who come here to dine."

"A normal guest? Are you kidding me?!"

The man in the red short-sleeved shirt slammed the table angrily and stood up.

"My subordinates told me the truth. Those foreign thugs who came to cause trouble all knew you! They even called you 'Captain'! You are in the same group!"

Chen Lun stared at the man in front of him expressionlessly, but he was speechless inside.

What happened just now was beyond his expectations.

That group of individual players started smashing things in the hotel without any warning, and had a fierce battle with the security personnel. The result was undoubtedly that all the troublemakers were killed and turned into white light and dissipated, but they didn't care before they died, and even shouted "Captain" to him, looking very familiar.

Chen Lun guessed something at that time. That group of players must have accepted some mission. The Yobani Hotel was their target, and his presence was just a coincidence. With his popularity in the player circle, they just treated it as a joke, but made the "Bloody Hand Gang" behind the hotel mistakenly believe that he was the leader of the players.

"I am not in the same group as them."

Chen Lun didn't want to explain too much and shook his head.

The man in the red short-sleeved shirt narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Lun silently. After a few seconds, he was about to say something when there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Everyone turned around and saw that the group of player thugs had come back from the dead. More than a dozen of them rushed into the hotel, shouting and laughing, holding their flintlocks ready to shoot.

"Wuhu! Here we come again!"

"You wasted my chance to revive. Go to hell!"

They raised their flintlock rifles and pulled the triggers at the man in the red shirt and the security guards, and the sound of bangs continued.

Everyone present looked at this scene in surprise.

The man in the red short-sleeved shirt was shocked and angry. He quickly ordered his men to fight back. There was a ping-pong sound in the hotel lobby, and plates, bowls and ceramic tiles shattered and flew everywhere.

Bang!

A splash of stone powder suddenly appeared at Floyin's feet, and a stray bullet shattered the tiles under her feet, leaving a crater.

She put down the spoon in her hand, glanced at it, and continued eating.

Chen Lun sighed.

"It is very impolite to disturb others while they are eating..."

He turned to look at Golov and the other two and made a gesture.

"Leave them alone."

"Yes, Mr. Jack."

Golov and the other two immediately put down their knives and forks, picked up the bowler hats beside them and put them on.

At this time, Chen Lun added softly:

"Be careful not to hit too hard and kill him."

Golov, Patton and Morey paused for a moment, understood what the commander meant, nodded their heads in agreement, and then they stood up and walked towards the "battlefield" not far away.

The man in the red short-sleeved shirt who was hiding on the side heard Chen Lun's words word for word. He was stunned at first, and then he became confused.

Could it be that this guy really isn't in the same group as those undead strangers

"ah!

A scream was heard.

Golov emerged from the shadow of a player with an expressionless face, and stabbed the opponent's ribs with the dagger in his reverse hand. Blood gushed out, and the Sequence 9 player knelt on the spot, his whole body limp, and Golov grabbed the back of his neck.

"Go! Go! An NPC has intervened!"

"Damn it! Didn't you say Jack wouldn't interfere?"

"What's the point of saying this now? Hurry up and run away. You don't want to waste your chance to revive, do you?!"

Several players with guns started to communicate eagerly. They even discarded their guns and used their own sequence abilities. However, they were powerless in front of Patton and Morey. In less than a minute, they all lost their combat effectiveness and were captured.

The security personnel of the hotel were confused by the change of the situation. They were in awe of the strength of Golov and his two companions and did not dare to act rashly, but they were also worried about being blamed by their boss, so they all turned to look at the man in the red shirt.

"Stop it, everyone."

The man first shouted to his security guards, then walked back to Chen Lun's table, placed his hand on his chest, took a deep breath and said:

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. Thank you for your help... Also, this meal is on me."

Chen Lun ignored him and looked at Golov and the other two.

Golov and the other two understood what their leader meant, so they manipulated the shadows to tie up a dozen players and dragged them to the table.

"Mr. Jack, what to do with them?"

This group of players lost their ability to move, and couldn't even speak, with a look of surprise on their faces, but not fear. Seeing their eyes moving around, Chen Lun knew that these guys must be communicating in the private chat channel, so he chuckled and said:

"Send them all to the temporary military camp for detention. In a few days, let the parliament send someone to take them in... The Undead Prison is still too empty. Let's send these people to add some popularity."

“?!”

The captured players were immediately terrified, and they began to struggle violently, but the shadows created by Golov and his three companions were very tough, and no matter how hard they tried, they could not break free.

A dozen players were twisting and turning on the ground like maggots, which was quite funny.

Chen Lun is not an "ordinary NPC" in the players' perception. He is very clear about the players' weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Killing them is useless. The most deterrent method is to send them to the Undead Prison and destroy their accounts.

He then quietly used mind stealing on several of them, and used life-scanning to investigate the details of this group of players...

"So you're not a player from the Empire camp... No wonder you're so reckless."

He said secretly.

This group of players who were causing trouble in the hotel were “born” in the United Kingdom of Anlong. Just as Chen Lun guessed, they were here to accept a mission to cause trouble for the “Blood Hand Gang”.

But Chen Lun saw a deeper purpose in it.

'According to the file information, although the Blood Hand Gang is a gang, it has the support of extraordinary forces behind it. It can be regarded as the local snake in Vulture City. From another perspective, it can also be said that it is half of the local order... The United Kingdom of Anlong knows that the war is imminent, and it is probably trying to disrupt the stability of the empire's border. Players who have just been online for a short time are extremely useful tools.'

Just as he was thinking, the man in the red shirt spoke again.

Not only did the other party not get angry because of Chen Lun's disregard, but he lowered his head deeply and said more respectfully:

"Dear sir, I am Fujid, the leader of the Blood Hand Gang. I apologize to you again... Not only for my rudeness just now, but also for the bad dining experience for you and your subordinates. I am deeply sorry."

Chen Lun nodded indifferently.

"I just need to ask you something. Please sit down first."

"Yes, sir."

Fudge responded quickly and sat down carefully at the table.

He had just heard a lot of key information from Chen Lun's simple words. It was obvious that the identities of this group of people were not simple... and their strength was also extremely terrifying.

As the Blood Hand Gang is a gang backed by supernatural forces, Fugede is well aware that there are some people who must not be offended easily. He is now full of regret, fearing that his rudeness just now will bring disaster to himself and his gang.

"Polaris, come over here too."

Chen Lun waved to Dongyang and other high-ranking officials.

This time, the security guards did not dare to embarrass Dongyang and his team and directly let them in. A dozen high-level players from Polaris quickly moved closer and consciously found a chair to sit down next to Chen Lun's table.

"Mr. Jack, are we not late?"

Chen Lun chuckled and shook his head.

"I originally planned to have you leave the border first and go to the territory of the United Kingdom of Anlong to do something... Now I suddenly have a better idea."

He first spoke to the people from Dongyang, then turned to look at Fujid and said straight to the point:

"I forgot to introduce myself... I am Jackspeight, the Archon of the Kangkai Council, one of the Seven Orthodox Churches."

When Fujid and his security guards heard this, their expressions froze and they almost jumped up in fright.

The top leaders of the Orthodox Church!

Could it be that they are here to suppress the Blood Hand Gang? !

If this is true, the supernatural power behind it is useless!

We're all doomed together!

Seeing their panicked faces, Chen Lun showed a meaningful smile and then said:

"Don't worry, I'm only here because of the war..."

Fudge breathed a sigh of relief.

"However, I am also quite familiar with the details of the Blood Hand Gang... It will only take me less than a day to get rid of you. It won't be a problem."

Chen Lun's light words once again made Fuguid fall into the abyss.

An indescribable fear and despair came over him, almost suffocating Fudge. Unexpectedly, the gentleman in black changed the subject and said:

"Have your territories and industries been frequently attacked and destroyed by undead strangers recently?"

"Um?"

Fudge didn't react for a while, and after a few seconds he quickly replied:

"Yes… yes, my lord."

"Were the Undead Strangers also involved in the recent violent attacks in Vulture City?"

Chen Lun asked again.

"Yes, that's right... And there are also serious incidents of looting, theft, and human trafficking, all organized by the undead strangers from neighboring countries!"

Fudge said in a deep voice.

Chen Lun nodded, feeling even more certain.

"There are still a few days before the war officially begins. Let Polaris and the others go and test the waters first, and find something for them to do while we're at it."

He thought about it, secretly operated on the panel, and issued tasks to the players—

Trigger side quest: Border Raid!

Mission Description: As the Western War is about to begin, the United Kingdom of Anlong has sent many undead strangers to harass the border of the empire. They burn, kill, loot, and commit all kinds of evil. As undead strangers, you, under the order of Jackspeight, need to track them down and bring the evil guys to justice!

Mission objective: Kill the Undead Strangers from the enemy camp (players from the United Kingdom of Anlon), or capture them and send them to the nearest Undead Prison for suppression (double reward).

Mission Rewards: Killing an ordinary player will earn you 200 experience points, 10 silver trophies, and 1 contribution point (circus). Killing an extraordinary player (sequence nine) will earn you 500 experience points, 30 silver trophies, and 3 contribution points.

Dongyang and the others talked for a while, and joy showed on their faces.

They were worried about the experience points, so they took the task immediately.

"Mr. Jack, we must complete the mission!"

Chen Lun looked at them and said to the North Star:

"Please stay for a while. I have something to tell you."

Polaris was slightly stunned, then suppressed his inner expectations and excitement and nodded seriously.

"Yes! Teacher!"

The other high-level players saw this and realized that Polaris had another bonus to gain. Dog-head Gold said sourly in the private chat channel:

"—Damn it, how come Beizi is so lucky?!"

"—Good fellow, you don't even call me brother, right?"

The Dragon King looked surprised.

Goutoujin glared at him secretly.

Chen Lun then said to Fujid:

"I plan to clean up the enemy's undead foreigners. Go back and tell the people above to send some people to assist... If you do a good job, I won't touch you."

Fudge was overjoyed and responded immediately.

Immediately, Chen Lun stood up and left, and Fuluoyin obediently put on the black windbreaker for him.