I became the king of villains in the game

Several players came in front of Yinhutou.

He raised his head, and there was a burst of laughter from under the silver kettle:
"Welcome, warriors from other places, would you like two jars? It only costs ten gold pounds each, and it's definitely worth the money!"

"Then bring me two jars, and here are twenty gold pounds."

The player who came to open the can handed out a small bag of gold coins, and then rubbed his hands expectantly.

"May I ask if you choose it yourself, or should I help you?"

Chen Lun smiled, stretched out his hand as a gesture, and immediately hugged his elbows, looking at the other party with interest.

"Um……"

The player hesitated for a moment and took a deep breath.

"I will do it myself!"

He immediately ordered a large jar on the far left and a small jar on the far right.

Chen Lun handed the other party a small gavel.

"Please."

"You must give me a trick! Extraordinary knowledge is also good!"

The player murmured, and then with a mallet, he smashed the two jars forcefully.

Bang!Bang!
A tiny blade fell out of the first large jar, and a mechanical glove from the other.

"My mother! Blood loss!"

The player's gavel hand was shaking, and he wailed on the spot.

Unwillingly, he bent down, picked up the two things, and suddenly his whole body trembled.

"Strange...strange things?!"

The player Wuhu let out a cry, held up the blade in his hand, and showed it off to his friends around him.

One of the companions took it and looked it over, with a strange expression on his face.

"[D-level monster-Happy Blade]? It can cause double damage to the weak point of male creatures, and has a high probability of causing the effect of 'gathering medicine'. It can cut off the biological tissue at its weak point and automatically turn it into medicinal materials... The price is, ahem, the price is a bit expensive, who would dare to use it?"

"Dead brains, if you don't use it for female players, it's the price of whoring for nothing."

"Fuck! You are so smart!"

This group of players left happily, and then another group came.

And there are more and more players who recognize the "Silver Pot Knight Fren", and there is even a tendency to invite friends.Chen Lun was so happy, he slowly took out two new jars from the blood poem ring and added them to the carpet.

"Come on, let's make money with money! Choose one and have a look, there is absolutely no room!"

Chen Lun started selling again.

This time, the players who interacted with him were players from the Lost Name Guild, a group of five people.The leader looked at the pot on the ground, then squatted down, looked directly at Chen Lun, and said with a smile:
"Fren Knight, did you go to college with these jars?"

"..."

Chen Lun stared at this guy twice, then pulled out a weed under the street lamp and played with it in his hand.

"Is this jar male or female? If it's female, I'll buy it."

The player picked up a jar and giggled.

Chen Lun ignored him, and after thinking about it in his heart, he probably figured out what this guy was doing... He was probably shooting some boring stuff, and then posted it on the game forum to cheat traffic.

At that time, the title will probably be something like "Three Sentences, I Asked the Knight of the Silver Pot to Knock Fifty Pots for Me".

"I bought this pot and put it on my head, can it become as strong as you?"

...

The player refused to let go, and continued to ask with a hippie smile.

Chen Lun watched more and more players gather, and felt that this guy was a little disturbing his business, so he leaned forward, stretched out his hand and flicked him on the forehead.

"Naughty."

Peng!
The player didn't even yell, and turned into a white light and disappeared.

His companions from the unnamed guild took two steps back in fright, no one thought that this npc would directly kill people in seconds.

"Don't miss it when you pass by! Sell jars!"

Chen Lun took the jar that fell from mid-air, and continued to yell as if nothing had happened.

The guys in front of them were immediately pushed aside by the players behind them.

"Mr. Fren! I... we are your admirers! Please bring us ten jars, to be chosen by you!"

Several female players of Little Silver Fox finally squeezed in front of him, and said a little nervously.

Chen Lun looked up at them, a little surprised.

He quickly remembered that when he was promoted to a magician before, it seemed to change the history of a player. The "Little Wild Chrysanthemum" that should have appeared had become "Little Silver Fox".

The president, Sunny and Light Rain, had no reputation in his previous life, but now he is known by many players, and a large part of the reason is himself.

"No problem at all."

Chen Lun smiled enthusiastically, and then picked out ten jars seemingly randomly.

In fact, most of these jars contain tricks.

After all, it is a fan group that admires itself, and it is just a matter of taking care of it.

"Thank you!"

The female fan of Little Silver Fox took the gavel and knocked open the jars one by one. Her companion packed up the things and screamed excitedly.

"Ah—five monsters! We're getting rich!"

Several little girls were holding the objects in their hands, chattering and being extremely happy.

The players around couldn't help but take a breath, this shipment rate is too high!

No, it makes people want to rush now!
"Thank you, Mr. Fren!"

The girls quickly thanked.

"Thank you for what I'm doing, your luck is really good."

Chen Lun chuckled and waved his hand.

These girls didn't forget to take pictures, taking advantage of Chen Lun's "not paying attention", they took several photos and left contentedly.

As soon as the players behind saw them leave, they immediately scrambled up, shouting at each other to open the jar.

Chen Lun was noncommittal and cheerfully traded with them.

hours later.

On the carpet in front of him, the cans were sold out, Chen Lun also patted his buttocks and stood up, rolled up the blanket, and left directly.

The players still gathered here were dumbfounded.

"Knight Fren, why are you leaving?!"

"Don't go, Fren Knight! We haven't opened the jar yet!"

"Let me open five more, please, no, open one, open one!"

The players cried for their parents and mothers, but Chen Lun turned a deaf ear and just waved his hands.

"Today's jars are sold out, come again next time."

"When is the next time?"

"do not know."

Chen Lun stopped and shrugged.

"Follow the fate...Ahaha, all warriors from other places, I wish you great fortune."

...

After speaking, he took a step forward and disappeared in place.

Those players who haven't had enough hands-on addiction and gambling eyes are left in a mess.

Chen Lun appeared from the other side of the commercial street, took off his disguise, and strode back wearing a black hat and a silver cane.

He was in a good mood and whistling.

A total of more than [-] jars were sold today, and all the backlog of "waste" tricks were cleared.

Judging from the ten to one shipment ratio, he is already very conscientious.

With a turnover of more than [-] gold pounds, it can be said that the harvest is full. I don’t know if I’m losing money or not, but I’m making money anyway.

'With more than [-] gold pounds, it's time to go to the Silver Dragon Chamber of Commerce to place another order and buy more extraordinary materials and mysterious books. '

Chen Lun thought to himself.

When passing a main street, he suddenly noticed that the walls on the side of the street were covered with brand new advertising posters and some huge banners.

"Jack's Circus! Come to the 'City Gardens' Grand Theater! Enjoy your bespoke splendor!"

"An unprecedented performance! Let your jaw drop! November [-]st at [-] am, so stay tuned!"

"The greatest magic show, right here at the 'City Garden' Grand Theater!"

Looking at these exaggerated slogans and the exquisite patterns on them, Chen Lun couldn't help shaking his head with a smile.

"Huo Yin'er is willing to spend money, this kind of large-scale publicity and momentum will cost a lot of money..."

He also found several men standing on the street handing out leaflets. They were wearing overalls and berets, and they looked capable.

In the mouths of these salesmen, they are still yelling:

"Come and take a look, next weekend at the 'City Garden' Grand Theater, you only need [-] tickets for silver medals, and you can enjoy an unprecedented performance!"

"Hold the limited number card at the end of the leaflet, and you can reduce one silver nobility!"

Chen Lun passed by these salesmen and took a flyer.

But what made him frown a little was that the words above seemed to be too exaggerated, and even felt a little intentional to promote hatred.

Things like Tartar and Blonde Rum shows are shit compared to this.In order to watch this performance, the lady of a certain nobleman did not hesitate to quarrel with her husband.In order to buy tickets, a certain president got into a dispute with the boss of another company and so on.

At this time, there was another shout from behind:
"Viscount Harrington will be full of praise for the magic show! The general manager of Moses Voyage even spent a lot of money to buy first-class seats, just to watch the magic show up close! Aren't you curious?"

Chen Lun stopped in his tracks, lowered his eyes, and frowned slightly.

If the leaflet in his hand is just exaggerated, it can still be justified, but there is obviously something wrong with the words of the salesman behind him.

Involving the two most powerful people in the city seemed deliberate no matter how you looked at it.

He said silently:
"Those who promote the 'City Garden' theater have bad intentions."

With a flick of his hand, a king appeared between his fingers, giving a positive omen.

He immediately frowned.

After a while.

A salesman yelled a little dry, and said goodbye to his companion temporarily, saying that he would go to the grocery store to buy a bottle of soda.When passing by a small alley, he suddenly heard a small whistle.

Then the salesman stopped and walked into the alley with a dazed expression.

After a while.

He came out again, with a puzzled expression on his face, and left straight away.

Standing in the dark in the alley, Chen Lun recalled the news he got from the hypnotized salesman just now.

"It turned out that Huo Yiner's two elder brothers deliberately pushed behind the scenes, because of the internal struggle of the business family...? '

He shook his head, feeling bored.

'Make the performance well-known, and even intentionally involve the Harrington family and Moses' voyage...Praise the performance, then buy off the rest of the performance troupe, tamper with the stage and props, and make everything that Huo Yiner painstakingly prepared become A joke, never recovered? '

Chen Lun grinned.

"I'm really sorry, but I can't let you ruin my business."