I Became the King of Villains In the Game

"what!"

The little brother of the Iron Fist Gang uttered a scream and flew backwards for several meters.

The other gang members immediately fired back.

Boom!

bang bang! !

Gan Ziwen was athletic, short and dodged, but unfortunately the two players around him were shot and turned into white light and dissipated.

"There are enemies! Kill!"

In the abandoned building, another seven or eight Iron Fist gangsters rushed out, but the players were already quite close to them, holding rusty farm tools, and they started fighting.

A player slashed the hatchet he used for chopping wood into the neck of the Iron Fist boy, and blood spattered his face.

In the next second, the hired player was smashed into a sieve by the small steel balls sprayed from nowhere.

Gan Ziwen strode forward, hugged a gang member's waist, lifted him up, and hit the ground heavily.

He crushed his neck with one foot, killing one person.

Immediately, he drew out the scimitar from his waist and rushed into the crowd of Iron Fist gang members, cutting one by one like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Gan Ziwen is awesome!" "The physique of a superhuman!" "I want to hit ten!" "Although there are no fancy things, it's still very cool to punch to the flesh!"

The barrage in the live broadcast room was flying.

At this time, three or four circus servants with expressionless faces appeared from behind the abandoned building and approached at an extremely fast speed.

call out!

Whizzing!

They raised their short knives and stabbed at Gan Ziwen.

Clang!

Gan Ziwen reacted quickly, blocked with a machete, and immediately counterattacked. But these circus servants are not comparable to ordinary gangsters. They dodged in time and were only injured by machetes, but they were not fatal.

On the other hand, Gan Ziwen also suffered two injuries under carelessness.

"—Close your eyes!"

The honey-juice fool issued a warning on the team channel.

After Gan Ziwen saw it, he retreated immediately and closed his eyes.

next second.

Everyone present saw the girl with orange braids pull out a scroll from her backpack and threw it into the air.

hum! !

A burst of strong light burst out, like a flash bomb, directly blinding the enemies who accidentally witnessed it... including two teammates who didn't see the prompt.

This is the magic scroll she prepared in advance - Blinding.

"Ah! I can't see!"

"Bastard! What did you do?!"

The little brother of the Iron Fist gang panicked.

Even the few circus servants accidentally fell into a state of blindness, retreated vigilantly, and chose to leave the battle temporarily.

Gan Ziwen didn't let go of this good opportunity, opened his eyes, stepped forward immediately, and raised his scimitar to kill the remaining Iron Fist Brother.

Just as he was about to chase those "elite monsters" - circus servants, he suddenly stopped and turned to look to the side.

A burly man in a waistcoat, leading six circus servants, joined the fray.

Under investigation, an ID appeared above his head——

"Behind the scenes of the circus - Patton"!

Gan Ziwen and Mizhihanbao looked at each other, and then exchanged a few words on the team channel.

"——This is a Transcendent!"

"—Well, be careful, I will support you with a scroll."

Not far away, Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji were watching.

"Well, it's time to help."

"Let's go, we still have to show off what the president told us, otherwise our extraordinary knowledge will not be reimbursed..."

Goutoujin put on the mechanical gloves with a look of reluctance.

"You can't really fight, they are all subordinates of the circus. I don't want to drop Jack's favorability below the level of disgust..."

"Of course, you can't lose the big because of the small."

The two joined the battle circle.

Barton looked at these strangers with a cold face, and said:

"This is the territory of the Iron Fist Gang, and your behavior has seriously broken the rules..."

He just finished speaking.

The hostile players on the scene received prompt boxes one after another.

Respectively for the "Iron Fist Gang" and "Circus" two organizations' favorability decline tips.

Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao showed a bitter smile.

This is what they expected. After all, they received money from the God's Love Guild and had a conflict with the circus, which would naturally reduce their favorability.

"You guys, you shouldn't be an enemy of the 'Circus' and let down the trust of the head of the troupe..."

Barton looked at Gou Tou Jin, Wang Wang Wuji and others, and said.

The two players showed depressed expressions.

People in the rivers and lakes can't help themselves, and we don't want to.

"Kill them all!"

Barton gave an order.

Ten circus servants gathered behind them and rushed towards the players.

Honey Juice Gentleman took out another scroll and threw it into the air.

Buzz.

Three balls of green acid sprayed from the scroll, falling from the sky.

The two circus servants were accidentally infected, their bodies were corroded, and they fell to the ground, struggling in pain.

"This is the method of a magician!" "Although, the battle of the sweet bun will be better!" "Come on! You are invincible!"

Gan Ziwen held a scimitar and challenged Barton one-on-one.

Both of them are extraordinary people, their physical fitness surpasses that of ordinary people, and their shooting speed is extremely fast. The sound of clanging and clanging is endless, and the light of the knife is overflowing.

Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji each fought with a circus servant, and after throwing two oblique fireballs, they were "accidentally" wiped off their necks by a dagger, turning into white light and dissipating.

When the two of them died, only Honey Hanbao and Gan Ziwen remained.

With no one to protect him, the sweet bun was quickly attacked and killed by the circus servants. In the end, Gan Ziwen also failed to escape being beaten to death.

"—It was really difficult, we were directly wiped out by the regiment."

Gan Ziwen spoke on the team channel.

"—Two extraordinary people, plus more than 20 players, have never been able to fight... But it doesn't matter, we still have the number of resurrections, and we will go to two more together."

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The number of viewers in the live broadcast room gradually exceeded five million.

The president of the world nodded in satisfaction. Now in the game forum, the opinion of God's Love Guild has reversed 180 degrees.

Many people said that they never expected that God's Love would spend a lot of money to invite Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao, just to save a few ordinary guild members who were almost useless.

In the live broadcast room, many players issued a barrage of "God's love and righteousness".

The vice president and cadres sent private messages, and the number of players who expressed their willingness to sign up to join the club suddenly increased dramatically.

Everyone leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette and smoked.

A smile appeared on his face.

This wave of "thousands of gold to buy horse bones" is considered a success... In fact, he doesn't care if he can save the rotten persimmon, as long as the image of God's love is established.

The world looked at the screen of the live broadcast room on the virtual projection screen.

Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao have organized a "Hired Players Group" and are preparing to launch a second rescue operation.

But everyone's hands suddenly froze, and the cigarette between their fingers dropped ash.

He saw, in the live broadcast, a blind woman in a black dress appeared in front of the abandoned building.

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"Polaris! Centaurs! Watch the live broadcast!"

The carriage had just stopped at Jack's Manor, Su Keying got out of the carriage, turned around and said to Polaris and the horsemen.

"Looking at."

Polaris glanced at Su Keying.

He kept the live broadcast room turned on and kept an eye on the development of the situation.

The same is true of the centaur next to him.

"I didn't expect...Jack's nun also went! Gootoujin and his group of players, hey, it's miserable!"

The horse man said, revealing a face of gloating.

outer city.

Down the beach.

Gan Ziwen and Mizhi Hanbao stopped in their tracks, staring blankly at the slender figure in front of the abandoned building.

The players were all surprised.

"——It's the woman in the pilot movie!"

"—Which one? I don't even have a memory."

"——Jack's nun! An absolute BOSS-level character! Let's go, isn't this a gift?!"

Honey Handy Bao noticed that the players around her were flustered, so she turned her head to look at Gan Ziwen, Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji.

"—how? Are you still fighting?"

"—You have to do it, God's love has given too much..."

Gan Ziwen took a deep breath.

Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji looked indifferent, they had already made up their minds to come and die a few times to show themselves.

At this moment, the blind girl in the black skirt walked towards them slowly.

Under the probe of the players, the ID title of "Sister of Tranquility-Floy" slowly appeared above her head.

The series of invisible horizontal lines, as well as the red "fatal" danger indicator, all stimulated the hearts of the players.

Floy's thin shoulders and the short black felt cloak filled with a faint black mist, covering her figure.

Behind her were Barton and the remaining eight servant killers, like a daughter of death surrounded by them.

"In accordance with Master Jack's will, the undead 'Rotten Persimmon' and his accomplices have violated the "Sun Code" and "Containment Regulations" and are included in the list of circus killing orders..."

Floyd spoke softly.

She folded her hands in front of her body, her posture was elegant.

"The order in Amber City is maintained by the circus, and the reckless undead are judged by Mr. Jack... You break the rules, I, Mrs. Jack's nun, Floyd, come to send you on your way."

The faces of the players changed drastically.

This is the start of the boss battle? !

boom! !

There was a loud bang.

Under the players' feet, the ground suddenly cracked, and dozens of black and purple vines broke through the ground, stabbing at them!

"Get away!"

Gan Ziwen reminded loudly.

He jumped backwards suddenly, and while avoiding the attack of the vines, he drew his knife and chopped off two of them. After the broken vine fell to the ground, it was still wriggling and twisting like an octopus breaking its touch.

"Ah!!"

"too fast!!"

The players screamed again and again.

Even with Gan Ziwen's reminder, most of the hired players are not high-level, generally at level seven or eight, and there is no time to react.

They were either pierced by vines, like bacon strung on a black spear, or strangled to death by vines, shaped like a ball of rice dumplings.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen players turned into white light and dispersed, leaving only a few people in the "rescue team" led by Gan Ziwen and Honey Hanbao.

"President! We did our best!!"

The dog head gold was entangled by vines, and he threw a fireball with all his might, which landed exactly 20 meters in front of Floyd.

Immediately, he turned into a white light and dissipated, sacrificed heroically.

Wang Wang Wuji was not as shameless as him, but silently gave up resistance and chose death.

Gan Ziwen quickly dodged the elusive vines, drawing his knife to fight back from time to time.

He looked up at the blind girl in the black dress in the distance, feeling unable to raise his fighting spirit. The gap between the two sides was too great, and he still had the hope of joining the circus in his heart.

"Encouragement!"

The Honey Juice Gentleman knew that his side was bound to lose, but he didn't give up just yet. She took the last scroll from her backpack and threw it into the sky.

With a bang, the scroll exploded and turned into a strange red spell.

Invisible power spreads.

Gan Ziwen suddenly felt his blood boil, his speed and strength increased slightly. He turned his head and glanced at the honey-flavored bun in surprise.

The orange-haired girl didn't notice his eyes, took out the musket she bought from the black messenger on the train, and shot at the vines as she ran.

But within a few seconds, a vine broke through the ground and passed through his heart.

Gan Ziwen gritted his teeth, held the scimitar, and while the encouraging effect was still there, he desperately rushed towards the nun standing quietly.

In the live broadcast room, there were dense bullet screens.

"Gan Ziwen Chong!" "Don't give up! You will die with dignity!" "My wife Floy is amazing!" "Really handsome! I want to join this organization too!"

Floyd was expressionless.

She raised her hand lightly, a dim purple light bloomed, and she hooked her fingers from bottom to top.

Chi chi...!

Dozens of arm-thick black-purple vines emerged from the ground and attacked Gan Ziwen.

"Ah!!"

Gan Ziwen shouted angrily, raised his machete and slashed.

Amidst the continuous muffled sound, he cut off several vines, but finally exhausted his strength and was stabbed by the remaining vines.

Puff Chi Chi Chi Chi...! !

Gan Ziwen's eyes widened, his body was covered with vines, like a hedgehog.

In the next second, he turned into white light and disappeared.

"It's terrifying! The player team is easily wiped out!" "It's not a BOSS that can be faced at this stage!" I can't save it!" "Rest in peace, Rotten Persimmon!"

Floyd stood silently.

With her own strength, she killed more than 20 players, including two superhumans. But she didn't show any murderous intent, instead she exuded a dead silence all over her body.

The blind girl suddenly lowered her head and raised her palm, as if feeling something.

"Death and killing..."

she murmured softly.

Barton, who was behind him, was startled, and stared at the back of the blind woman in amazement.

"Master Jack's nun experienced a massacre... no, it should be a massacre, did she gain enlightenment...?"

Button felt the blind woman in front of her, and her momentum was rising.

He asked:

"Miss Froy, you have been... promoted?!"

"Ok."

Floyd smiled.

Immediately she murmured in her heart:

"[Moon Faction Sequence 8-Executioner]..."

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When Gan Ziwen assembled the team, he came to Xiashuitan again.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was full of bad news.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this group of players can't beat the powerful Floyd at all, and they only come here a few times to give it away.

But more people are instigating and encouraging, anyway, it's not me who dies, so it's better to eat melons and watch the fun. It's exciting only when you fight, and it's also exciting to be slaughtered one-sidedly.

Gan Ziwen and his party are just doing things with money, so they can only bite the bullet.

"—This time, everyone listens to my command and charges forward. As long as you can get close, you may be able to defeat that 'Jack's nun'!"

"—I think Xuan, if we meet face to face, we will die."

"—and there are other elite monsters guarding her, it's too south!"

Gan Ziwen looked at the team channel's speech and felt dizzy.

Soon, they returned to the abandoned building.

Same as the first time.

They were stunned again.

Only this time, the blind girl in the black skirt stretched out her hand gently.

On the ground on her side, several black and purple vines slowly grew, intertwined with each other, and finally woven into a long sickle.

Floy held the black and purple sickle upside down, and walked slowly towards the players.

"Stubborn undead...are you ready to die again?"

Gan Ziwen stared at this scene with wide eyes.

The barrage popped up in the live broadcast room——

"Yaoshou! The BOSS will start the second stage directly!" "We haven't fought yet, why has the intensity of the battle increased?!" "The whole uncle's team is finished!" "Cry to death! My wife Floy is so handsome!"

at this time.

Gan Ziwen, Mizhi Hanbao and their group suddenly received a text message from their employer, the president of God's Love Association, "World People"——

"This life is exhausted, so the employment will end here... Lan Shi and the others, the guild has done their best..."

Gan Ziwen, Mizhihanbao and the others looked at each other.

For some reason, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just need to die one more time...

freed.

It's just that Rotten Persimmon is really hopeless...

Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo !

There was a piercing scream.

The players turned their heads suddenly, and saw the blind girl in the black dress leaping forward, and the sickle waved a black and purple fan-shaped light.

The three players were directly cut in half, with surprised expressions on their faces.

White light flickers.

Floy stepped lightly on her feet.

Puff Chi Chi Chi Chi...!

Dense vines broke through the ground again, piercing through all other players.

Gou Tou Jin and Wang Wang Wuji were cut in half by a sickle.

But at the last moment before they died, there was a look of shock on their faces.

"Grass……!"

Before they finished speaking, the two of them turned into white lights and disappeared.

This scene was keenly captured by Gan Ziwen.

The history is very similar, Honey Juice Hanbao has no scroll, and died faster than last time, and it was Gan Ziwen's turn in the end.

And he, when he was beheaded by the scythe, finally understood why the others showed terrified expressions before they died.

【You are tortured by your soul! All attributes -20%! Lasts 72 hours! 】

【You are dead! 】

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The matter of saving the rotten persimmons came to an end.

The high-profile Gan Ziwen and his party ended in failure.

While the Divine Love Guild spent money to build momentum for itself, it also showed the players a terrifying organization of extraordinary people—the circus!

They not only have strong bottom-level personnel, but also have terrifying superhuman cadres, especially the blind girl in black skirt who wiped out the "Salvation Squad" twice in a row by herself - Sister Floy of Tranquility!

Under the deterrent force of the circus, the players in Amber City trembled, not daring to act recklessly like before.

Of course, this is also related to the misery of other players.

The fate of Rotten Persimmon is just a microcosm of it.

At present, in the game forum, the number of help posts about criminals being arrested and imprisoned, so that the game cannot be played normally, has exceeded 10,000, and it is constantly increasing.

Among them, there is a post posted by "rotten persimmon".

But the post was quickly inundated with more posts.

And under almost all the help posts, the message area gives the most solutions, and there is only one——

"Delete the file and reopen."

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Amber City Shelter.

Temporary prison.

Rotten Persimmon sat in the corner of the cell, silently looking at the entry of [Church Guard LV1] on the panel.

He gave a wry smile.

Opening the game forum, Lan Shi saw his own post, and the one with the most replies to messages, apart from cynicism, advised him to delete the file and reopen it.

He saw the post of the Shadowtalkers Guild again, and it turned out that they had also been arrested, and their situation was almost the same as his own.

Rotten Persimmon shook his head.

"Offline."

He secretly thought.

After waiting for the five-second countdown, Rotten Persimmon returned to the darkness.

A kerosene lamp hangs above the head and shines on the retro wardrobe below. The person in the full-length mirror has a lonely expression on his face.

[Are you sure you want to delete the archive "Rotten Persimmon"? 】

【warn! The account is bound to the personal information of the sleeping cabin, and each person has only one chance to rebuild the archive! 】

"Sure."

Rotten persimmon gritted his teeth and decided.

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