I Became the Game's King of Villains
Chapter 39

I Became the King of Villains in the Game

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"I'm hungry! So hungry!"

He suddenly let out a low growl, his eyes bloodshot, then grabbed the companion beside him and bit down.

His beastlike behavior instantly terrified everyone else.

The unlucky man he grabbed had no time to react before his carotid artery was bitten through, sending blood spraying.

Within moments, both men had collapsed into a pool of blood, one dead and the other gravely wounded.

The Iron Fist Gang members were shocked and furious.

Across the main road, a man slowly approached under the faint moonlight.

His face was indistinct. He held a Hand Crossbow, and a stray dog padded along at his feet.

He raised it, took aim, and pulled the trigger...

"Get down!"

An Iron Fist Gang member bellowed.

But it was too late.

With a faint twang of the string, a red streak cut through the night.

Whoosh!

Another man in a leather jacket fell with an agonized howl.

"I'm so hungry!!"

Flesh vanished from his body into thin air. He struggled to rise, wanting nothing but to gorge himself.

"Eat! I have to eat back everything I've lost!"

Bam!

The leather-jacketed man closest to him punched him in the face to keep from being bitten.

Mad Hands blasted out a jet of air, greatly amplifying the punch.

The tremendous impact snapped his neck outright.

His head flopped to one side. He staggered a few steps, then fell with a thud.

He died on the spot.

"Damn it! What the hell is this?!"

Several Iron Fist Gang members lay flat on the ground, trembling with fear.

As the man slowly approached, they finally saw his face clearly.

A young man with slightly curly black hair stared at them expressionlessly.

His emerald slit pupils were ice-cold.

"Have you ever seen hunger bloom?"

Chapter 38: Everyone Must Die

"Fuck! Let's take him down!"

An Iron Fist Gang member roared.

He scrambled up and charged at Chen Lun, swinging his Mad Hands-clad fist, intent on smashing this strange man's head apart with a single punch!

Smack!

Chen Lun casually raised his hand and caught the fist.

Hiss!

Steam jetted from the vents on either side of Mad Hands, but the bare hand wrapped around it did not budge.

The Iron Fist Gang member's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Mad Hands... was stopped?!"

Whoom!!

Chen Lun clenched his other hand into a fist, drawing out a streak of black shadow.

The next instant, it slammed into the man's face.

Bam!!

The Iron Fist Gang member's entire face shattered like a collapsing stack of blocks.

His body arched backward, hurled several meters by the tremendous impact before crashing to the ground.

Mr. J-Jack is incredible!

Connie couldn't help cheering inwardly.

When the chaos had broken out, Froy had seized the chance to pull her aside and hide. Now that they saw the newcomer was Chen Lun, different emotions stirred in their hearts.

Connie was overwhelmed with excitement.

She had already lost all hope. She knew what it meant for her and Miss Froy to be brought here.

The notorious Iron Fist Gang was the nightmare of the Outer District's residents, and the Sewage Flats was a hell whose very name made people blanch.

For two young girls facing all this, the days ahead would likely be worse than death.

"Kill those bastards, Mr. Jack!"

Connie gritted her teeth, quietly cheering Chen Lun on.

Froy turned toward her in surprise.

As though sensing Froy's "gaze," Connie ducked her head awkwardly.

Oh my God! That was so unladylike!

Why did I say something so vulgar?!

Froy stopped paying attention to Connie's mortification and focused entirely on the man instead.

He showed up again... just when I was in trouble.

Just like my brother...

Froy pressed her lips together, then shook her head slightly.

No, it's different.

Bang!!

An explosive report rang out.

Countless tiny nails and shards of glass sprayed toward Chen Lun.

Sensing danger, Chen Lun hurriedly darted aside.

Hiss, hiss, hiss...

The oddly shaped blunderbuss was like a short-barreled shotgun, only its lethal spread was even wider. Despite Chen Lun's agility, he could not evade it completely at such close range.

One of his arms was hit, leaving several tears in his pristine white shirt.

"He's been shot! Concentrate your fire and kill him!"

The Iron Fist Gang member who had fired shouted excitedly.

Hearing him, the other men in leather jackets drew their blunderbusses and fired at Chen Lun.

Bang! Bang, bang, bang!!

An unbroken barrage of explosive reports rang out, and a storm of tiny projectiles engulfed Chen Lun.

Nails, glass shards, steel pellets, and even pebbles hammered densely against his body, covering an area several meters around him.

He had nowhere to dodge!

"Mr. Jack! No!"

Connie cried out, covering her eyes, unable to bear watching.

Although Froy knew Chen Lun was a Transcendent, she had never witnessed him fight anyone.

Now, she couldn't help growing anxious too.

Crack, crack, crack!!

The sheer volume of gunfire shredded all of Chen Lun's clothes.

Dust and smoke filled the air.

The Iron Fist Gang members looked exhilarated.

"You blind bastard! This is what you get for messing with us!"

Ptooey!

A man in a leather jacket spat on the ground to vent his anger.

Woof! Woof, woof!

The stray dog that had followed Chen Lun barked furiously at the Iron Fist Gang members.

"Fuck! You too, you mangy mutt!"

An Iron Fist Gang member loaded a handful of nails and raised his blunderbuss at the stray dog.

"You can go now, little dog."

The dust dispersed, revealing Chen Lun.

He waved behind him. Understanding his words, the stray dog whined twice and promptly scampered away.

"Good dog."

It had finished guiding him here and could now retire with its job well done.

"What the hell?!"

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