I am really not the villain BOSS of the game!

Chapter 77 The young master is going to be eaten dry

However, this feeling is fleeting.

When other players looked over, the only thing they saw was the white-haired boy shivering like a little lamb caught by a big bad wolf.

Tyrant Hu Tutu's heart suddenly softened, and he worried: "After being caught, will the Alice cult do something bad to him?"

"Such as [beep——], or [beep——][beep——]"

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"..."

The other players looked at Tyrant Hu Tutu in shock, not daring to explore what this innocent-looking girl said.

I can’t even listen to the game system anymore!
Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance!

"Okay, stop making trouble. We've caught the person, let's leave quickly."

The single wolf said anxiously.

For some reason, this is obviously an easy novice mission.

But there was always a vague sense of uneasiness in the heart of the single wolf, as if he had inadvertently overlooked something.

The single wolf lowered his head and examined the frightened face of the white-haired boy.

Feeling the slender and frail body in his arms, trembling slightly with fear, the uneasiness in his heart gradually dissipated.

"Be honest, we won't hurt you, Master Anlos Tian."

The single wolf slowed down his tone and called out his full name.

Seeing the young man nodding obediently, his tense hands relaxed a little.

Looks very weak.

Before arriving at other places, people were already scared to death.

The single wolf thought to himself, pulling Anlos and walking quickly with other players to the carriage that was prepared not far away.

Seeing them, the driver's eyes lit up and he said, "Quick! Get in the car!"

This tone reminded the single wolf of a madam who greeted guests, and they were the kidnappers who transported girls from good families.

In fact, it's pretty much the same.

Anlos was beautiful and well-behaved, and Hu Tutu, the tyrant, kept touching his little hand, with a wretched smile like a weird uncle on his face.

"Xilulu——"

There was a crack of a whip, and the carriage slowly shook.

The original coachman had been knocked unconscious by the players and thrown into the grass.

The newly appointed driver swore that he had been riding horses for many years and that there would be no problem.

The players were immediately in awe.

You play horse, Brother Fu!
But at this time.

Feeling that the carriage was shaking like a dilapidated house in the wind, the single wolf frowned, stuck his head out and asked forward:
"Brother, where did you learn riding skills? Can you communicate with each other?"

The player's coachman muttered:
"I have ridden horses and fought with soldiers in medieval dynasties. I have also galloped in dense swamp forests where water ghosts were infested. I have even played several wonderful fake games on horseback!"

Hearing this, Single Wolf's eyes darkened.

Not only him, but the other two players present were also confused.

Translated into adult terms, isn’t it that riding skills are all practiced in the game? !
I bet you’ve never actually ridden a horse!

Tyrant Hu Tutu raised his hand: "Well, can I get out of the car?"

A burst of laughter came from the front: "It's too late, hahaha!"

The next second, the carriage suddenly accelerated and flew out in a rampage!
Therefore, he hates retail players! ! !
The single wolf gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on Anlos, fearing that the small body of the mission target would cause him to fly out with a bump.

The carriage ran wildly, but fortunately, there were no people on the street at night.

Otherwise, this journey is enough for them to advance to one or two levels.

Bang, bang, bang. Approaching the edge of the uptown area, the houses gradually become sparse and replaced by large tracts of golden wheat fields. The road is no longer smooth, and the exposed land looks a little muddy in the foggy night.

As if to prove that the empire treats all areas equally, there is no barrier between the upper city and the lower city.

However, when the acrid dust flying from the factory and the sewage flowing across the road became the main theme, the players knew that they had arrived in the lower city.

"Xilulu——"

The horse neighed and slowly stopped.

The three players took Anros and rolled out of the carriage.

All of them had earth-colored faces, and Tyrant Hu Tutu bent over and vomited.

In contrast, Anlos, who was kidnapped, was in better condition, as if nothing had happened.

In the shadows, several players slowly walked out, looked at them doubtfully, and asked: "What's going on? Why do they all look like they've been poked?"

The single wolf panted and waved his hands: "This game is so realistic! You even get motion sickness!"

"Oh," the player nodded, "That seems to be going well, earlier than expected."

Their eyes moved to Anlos, and a flash of surprise suddenly flashed in their eyes.

Hiss—it was too dark just now, so I didn’t notice it. Now if I look closely, I see that it looks absolutely beautiful!
Definitely a key NPC!

They thought in unison.

Some players asked worriedly: "Do you think it is right for us to do this task?"

"This Alice Order believes in evil gods and is incompatible with the Knights of the Eternal Burning Sun. We won't be inadvertently opposing some forces, right?"

Anros glanced at him and thought to himself:

you're right.

The single wolf disagreed: "We have not officially joined the cult, we are just helping out."

"Who would know?"

When players think about it, this is also the case.

It was a dark and windy night, and no one knew what they had done.

Except for this overly beautiful NPC, he was surrounded by his own people.

"Poor young master," Tyrant Hu Tutu pinched Anlos's face and said regretfully, "Players are all evil-doers. I hope you can understand this."

"What nonsense are you talking to an NPC?" urged the single wolf, "hurry up and deliver the goods."

The streets in Xiacheng District are narrow, and it seems that they were not intended to allow cars and horses to pass when they were first laid.

It was dark at night and the road was uneven. The group stumbled every few steps, just like a baby who had just learned to walk.

"Ouch!"

The single wolf stumbled and almost fell over.

He straightened up while cursing, turned around and saw that the young master who had been pampered since childhood was walking more smoothly than them, and was giving them a faint look of disgust.

If he hadn't brought Anlos from the upper city with his own hands, the single wolf would have thought that Anlos had stayed in this shabby lower city for several years.

After stumbling all the way, I walked for almost an hour before arriving at the edge of the lower city and the entrance to the abandoned sewer.

The circular brick entrance looked like the gaping mouth of a wild beast. A faint wall lamp flickered inside, exuding a pungent sour smell.

Anlos frowned, stood on tiptoe, and carefully followed the kidnappers down the stairs, trying to avoid the old dirt.

By this time, the players had completely relaxed their shackles on Anros.

Because they felt that when they arrived in Xiacheng District, the young master was not at their mercy.

Dare to run?

Believe it or not, the hungry ghosts in Xiacheng District can eat up a weak and helpless young master like you in minutes!

(End of this chapter)