Chapter 351： I, Jack, the kidnapper!

Chapter 351 I, Jack, the kidnapper!

The white ball screamed and came overwhelmingly with a loud rumbling noise!

Chen Lun wanted to test out more abilities of the opponent, so he shook his wrist this time and threw out one after another red "diamond" magic flying cards.

He also wanted to see where his operational limit was.

Clang clang!

The red streamer flew straight over, hit the white **** precisely, and split them one by one, attacking Anderson with unabated momentum!

However, the cut white ball regrouped in the next moment, returned to its original appearance, and continued to fall "as if nothing had happened".

Boom—

Countless white **** bombarded Chen Lun's area heavily and intensively.

A cloud of dust rose high, causing the ground to tremble.

And Andersson's body was like a sliced ​​long potato, which separated into dozens of pieces by itself, accurately avoided every "diamond card", and after reuniting, it was unscathed.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, applause came from beside him.

Papapapa...

"Excellent sideshow."

Chen Lun stood beside him, less than one meter apart.

"In just two seconds, I threw out a total of eleven magic flying cards. This is my limit, but I only hit nine white balls... But you are manipulating seventy-eight white **** at the same time, and you can easily deal with them." They restore."

Anderson's pupils shrank, and he turned his head stiffly.

"You... are not affected by space interference."

His voice was a little dry.

Jack moved to his side in an instant, and Andersson's heart sank suddenly.

He knew that there was no need for him to continue fighting.

Whether there is "teleportation" determines whether the two sides are at the same level.

Chen Lun raised his head and looked at the sky, and Anderson's hands and top hat stopped moving.

He asked with interest:

"This is your sequence ability? Brain limit development, support multi-line manipulation?"

In Chen Lun's eyes, the hands, the top hat, and Andersson himself all operate independently. Not only will they not interfere with each other, but they also cooperate very tacitly, as if they are forming an army.

Andersson didn't answer, just sighed deeply.

The left and right hands and the top hat flew back, and he bowed to the black hat gentleman in front of him.

"Mr. Jack, I admit defeat."

Chen Lun was a little disappointed to see that the other party gave in so simply.

"Stop fighting now? I want to see if you have more performance."

Anderson just showed bitterness.

hit? What to fight with? !

The space is disturbed, I can't move instantly, and many supporting abilities, such as water without a source, can't be used...but the opponent is invincible. The most important point is that Jack didn't take it seriously at all, and didn't even reveal another form in the intelligence!

Can't fight but can't run, but can't run away.

Anderson was helplessly discouraged and 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 just now. He is indeed a rookie with no combat experience.

I don't know where his confidence comes from.

"Should I say it twice?"

Chen Lun chuckled.

"Of course I'm taking you to the Knights of the Round Table."

"Mr. Jack."

Andersson squeezed out a smile.

"Don't you need the extraordinary knowledge of [Sequence 5 - Juggler]? The Murder Club shouldn't be able to give you such a reward, how about..."

"Yes, you reminded me."

Chen Lun interrupted him, showing a dazed look.

"So I have an idea."

He pointed to Andersson and Weiss on the ground.

"How about taking the two of you as hostages and letting the dusk tea party redeem them with extraordinary knowledge?"

"this…"

Anderson was in a daze, he didn't expect the other party's thinking to jump like this.

"Are you going to send us to the Knights of the Round Table?"

he asked tentatively.

If this is the case, that would be great, it is equivalent to using a piece of Sequence 5's extraordinary knowledge to get back life.

Chen Lun pondered for a while.

"You're right, Mr. Anderson, the club can't give me the rewards I want... Instead of sending you to the Knights of the Round Table, it's better to exchange for the extraordinary knowledge needed for promotion."

"In this case, let me pass on the situation here to the tea party."

Anderson let out a long breath.

He was thinking in his heart that Weiss has a special status. He is the nephew of Manolan, another vice president of the tea party, and he is deeply favored by him... Presumably for him, Manolan will also show extraordinary knowledge.

and…

Jack is powerful, but as long as Manolan is smarter, he will bring enough people over. Maybe he can fight back and force him to sign a contract and join the camp of the tea party.

In this way, my original goal has been achieved in a disguised form!

Andersson thought, under the gaze of the black hat gentleman, he wrote a letter on the spot, describing the situation here in detail, and finally handed it to the other party consciously for inspection.

After Chen Lun took the letter, he read it word by word, and nodded in satisfaction.

Andersson is a person who knows the current affairs. He neither added oil and vinegar, nor did he bluntly say that he knew about the plans of the tea party and the Black Knife Brotherhood. Instead, he explained his kidnapping of the two very euphemistically, and blamed Weiss, saying that if this guy hadn't made trouble, the two parties would have already reached a cooperation.

In short, there is nothing wrong with Jack's approach, it's all about Wes, the scary whale.

Between the words and sentences, Anderson's full desire to survive is filled.

Chen Lun asked Andersson for a pen, but added a sentence at the end of the letter——

"I, Jack, have captured your vice president, Andersson, and a trash named Weiss. Hurry up and grab the extraordinary knowledge of [Sequence 5 - Juggler], and 10,000 gold pounds, or you will tear up your ticket!"

Anderson looked at the letter and asked hesitantly:

"Are you sure you want to add this sentence?"

"Ok."

Chen Lun waved his hand lazily.

Andersson stuffed the envelope into a juggling ball with a picture of a white dove, but secretly laughed in his heart. Jack's arrogant message would probably irritate Manolan...

When the time comes, he will definitely bring his henchmen out in full force.

Jack is still too young, why bother.

Andersson shook his head secretly.

*

*

*

In an inconspicuous small town in Jewel State.

Behind a dilapidated theater, there are two old buildings.

Here is one of the strongholds of the evening tea party.

Andersson's letter appeared in the corner of the second floor of the building on the left, where an ordinary bright yellow mailbox stood.

This letter box is a [B-level creepy thing], which can automatically send and receive letters without interference from external factors. It is an extremely important information medium for the evening tea party.

The bright yellow mailbox opened the lid automatically, and the letter popped out of it and landed in a hand.

The member of the tea party who was waiting by the letter box changed his expression drastically after seeing the contents of the letter, and immediately rushed to another room.

After a while.

A man's roar could be heard faintly in the building.

Immediately fell into silence again.

If someone walked in and took a look at this moment, they would be shocked because the whole building was empty. The roar just now seemed to be the howling of a ghost.

A group of fancy-dressed men and women suddenly appeared in an alley in Peacock City, Yanbang.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a hook nose, wearing a dark brown dress and a top hat. He had a gloomy face at the moment, and he was followed by nearly twenty men and women who were also dressed in fancy clothes, with mysterious and powerful auras.

"Damn Andersson! You can't handle even a little thing!"

The man with the hooked nose said in a deep voice.

He is the other vice president of the Evening Tea Party, Manolan.

is also a senior transcendent of Sequence 5 of Destiny Path.

The men and women beside him are the members of the tea party who support him, and they are all mid-sequence Transcendents.

"Master Manolan, this matter is a bit strange."

A female member speaks.

"Even if Vice President Andersson and Weiss lost to Jack, they shouldn't be captured by him... They didn't even use 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 took all of you out... The results of the three divinations were all consistent, indicating that there was a certain danger, but it was not too strong. And just to be on the safe side, I also brought a group of people left by the president. A manuscript of "Theatrical Etiquette"...With this extraordinary thing of the mythical level, there will be no problems."

He paused and continued:

"After arriving at the winery in a while, I need you to ensure the safety of Weiss as soon as possible, and then assist me as much as possible to suppress Jack and force him to sign the 'martial contract'."

"Understood, Lord Manolan."

The rest of the people agreed succinctly.

"Let's go."

Manolan suppressed his displeasure, and led the crowd to perform the cloud leap again, and appeared directly at the entrance of the villa of the winery.

However, as soon as they appeared, they found that the surrounding scenes had changed.

Fuzzy and distorted blue covers what can be seen, presenting an unreal picture.

"This is the spirit world...Jack found us."

Manolan glanced around blankly, then frowned.

"And the space in this area has been disturbed, no wonder Andersson and Weiss can't escape, it turns out that Jack still has such a means!"

"What should we do next? Lord Manolan."

A man beside him asked.

"Plans remain 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.

Jack Speight, wearing a black top hat, was sitting on the side with a big sword, and when he saw Manolan and others coming, he nodded casually.

Opposite Jack are Andersson and Weiss.

But Manolan and his party felt something was strongly wrong.

It was like a sudden sense of disobedience, which inexplicably flourished in everyone's hearts.

Not only Jack's indifferent attitude, but also Wes's pale face. Manolan noticed that his beloved nephew didn't seem to see him coming. He lowered his head, trembling violently as if suffering from a serious illness, and beads of sweat dripped down his face.

Manolan frowned, and looked at Andersson in great perplexity.

And Andersson raised his head and looked at himself.

The other party's face was also pale, the expression was almost stiff, and he could only open his mouth slightly, but did not say a word. And those eyes showed complex emotions, including apology, fear, and even imperceptible relief.

"you…"

Manolan just spoke.

was interrupted by the gentleman in black hat, who stood up with a polite smile on his face.

"Mr. Manolan, welcome to come."

Chen Lun took a step forward and stretched out his hand to fling aside.

"Come on, let me introduce you..."

The sights of Manolan and his group involuntarily followed the direction of Jack's finger.

Their expressions suddenly changed drastically.

Beside Jack, five men and women wearing retro knight armor appeared at some point!

These people seemed to be standing there long ago, but they just ignored them subconsciously!

"These are the five adults of the Knights of the Round Table. They are very interested in the evening tea party. I think you should be able to have a good chat."

Chen Lun's smile is extremely bright, and his voice is very enthusiastic.

(end of this chapter)