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The blind student looked at the clown and gave a smile that was even uglier than crying.
"Yes, Mr. Clown, I miss you too. But now your lovely lucky audience is being chased, and I think we need the handsome Mr. Clown to protect us."
See people talking, see ghosts talking.
"What? Someone actually tried to ruin my performance?! Oh wait, I suddenly have a great idea. I'm just missing some props. I'll be right back... By the way, what flavor of lollipops do you guys like?"
The clown had only taken a few steps forward when he suddenly turned around and asked a strange question.
Could it be that this clown is going to turn those people into lollipops?
This is terrifying!
If I mention grapes, will he use their gallbladders to make lollipops for me?
The two exchanged a glance and spoke in a desolate tone.
"strawberry."
"I'm a strawberry too."
After the handsome guy and the blind student finished telling him their preferences, the clown reached into his pocket...
Then they were both popped open by two lollipops.
Mmm, strawberry flavor.
Okay, it seems I was overthinking it. They just really wanted to treat us to lollipops.
After stuffing a green apple-flavored lollipop into Lawson's mouth, the clown walked into the factory courtyard.
"what is that?"
"It looks like a clown?"
"A clown? Where would a clown come from at this time and in this place? Could it be one of those people in disguise?"
"Maybe he's a madman who escaped from a mental hospital."
"Ignore him, just take care of him."
Looking at the multicolored clown in front of them, the pursuers asked each other what was wrong with their teammates. Only after their leader coldly gave the order did they shrug and aim their pistols at the clown.
"Use a knife! Save your breath/bullets."
"Hey~hey, well, this is actually the first time I've ever seen a clown."
A man pulled a dagger from his pocket and slowly walked towards the clown.
"Hey sir, I'd like to perform a magic trick for you."
Suddenly, the clown spoke.
"Oh? Magic? What a pity, there's no time. Actually, despite my appearance, I'm quite interested in magic."
The man shrugged and moved closer to the clown.
"No, no, no, sir. My magic trick is very simple and quick, and its name is—"
A playing card traced an arc in the clown's hand, and drops of blood-red flowers danced in the air.
I feel like there's something wrong with my vision.
"Heads roll! Mwahahahahahaha!"
"Pfft-"
The headless body gushed blood from the severed wound and collapsed helplessly to the ground.
"Nani?"
"what happened?"
"Kill that clown! He killed Daihui!"
"kill him!"
"Bang—" xN
"Hehehehe, you can't hit me, you can't hit me! Hehehe, come and hit me!"
Gunfire Roar—
The clown used all sorts of contorted postures that defied the limits of human endurance, dodging and mocking them at the same time, looking incredibly irritating.
Chapter 310 The Player and the Clown
"Shhhhh-"
While the pursuers were still in shock, the clown laughed as he tossed several playing cards from his hand.
Streaks of light weaved through the crowd, the unknown material and terrifying sharpness slicing through their throats, the pungent smell of blood seemingly making the clown even more excited.
"Inhale~ exhale~, this is so refreshing! You know, when I used to run a circus, what I hated most were you guys who didn't buy tickets and weren't asked to watch the show. Don't you know that it's wrong to freeload?!"
Of course, this statement is false; it's just to fool those players.
Hahaha, have you ever seen a BOSS who only tells lies from beginning to end and even sets up fake clues?
Of course, a few lucky ones survived, but the sight of their companions lying dead with their eyes wide open clearly overwhelmed them with fear.
"No, don't kill me! I surrender, I surrender, don't kill me, don't kill me..."
"No, no, no! This isn't real, this isn't real..."
"Aaaaaah! Go to hell!"
Some people completely lost their will to fight, were terrified, and even had faint signs of moisture on their lower bodies.
Some people were so frightened that they suffered a mental breakdown and completely shut themselves off.
The remaining two men went completely mad, picking up their pistols and firing at the clown, only to be taken down by Rosen and the blind man who arrived with arrows and bullets.
"Hmm, what should I do with the rest of them? They've all wet their pants, I can't very well use them as props..."
The clown crouched down, repeatedly poking the face of the withdrawn man with a cane, and asked the three players a question.
“Uh(⊙o⊙)…”
How could I possibly answer you? If I accidentally say something wrong and you slit my throat in a second, I'd have nowhere to cry.
Brother Shuai thought to himself, intending to remain silent and watch how his good teammate would fool this clown.
"You're the one who's going on stage to perform. What kind of performer pulls out dirty props and asks the audience what to do?"
The blind student spoke calmly, then took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, lit it, but only took one puff before stopping.
"What you said makes a lot of sense... Never mind, I suddenly don't feel like performing today. I'm going back to sleep now, you guys should go to sleep early too~"
The clown seemed to have suddenly lost interest, waved his hand, ignored them, and slowly left.
"...What should we do now?"
Brother Shuai looked at the blind student who was smoking and not saying a word, and covered his nose to ask.
He didn't feel disgusted at first, but now that he's relaxed, his nasal cavity is filled with the nauseating smell of blood. Looking at the corpses on the ground, a wave of nausea rushes to his stomach, and his instinctive physiological reaction makes him want to vomit.
"Hold on! Come on, smell this."
A cigarette was placed in front of the man's nose. The strong smell of smoke made his nose smell less bloody and relieved him of some discomfort.
"Thanks. But this game is really strict. Everything is so realistic, even the physiological reactions are perfectly captured... Ugh, I can't take it anymore, let's get out of here, I don't want to stay any longer!"
"This won't clean up the mess..."
Looking at the courtyard filled with corpses, and recalling the chase they had endured, Rosen realized that they were definitely going to be finished.
"Ignore him, just have that hacker delete the footage from the cameras. As for these corpses, look at those playing cards on the ground. The clown didn't take them, which is an indication that we can just make him take the blame. Anyway, in a gang shootout, someone will definitely be sent out to take the fall for us."
"...Do you need me to get the bullet out for you?"
"No need, no matter how you do it, the wound can't be hidden... Forget it, you can help me fix it, remove the ammunition, and make the wound look messy. Well, it sounds a bit disgusting, but I'll do it myself."
Just as the blind student took out his knife and was about to step forward, Rosen stopped him.
"No need. I remember someone saying that so-called big cities are just darker steel forests with different rules."
Rosen had clearly fully immersed himself in the role of the hunter. After taking a deep breath, he pulled out his knife and ruthlessly began to modify the wound.
(Hidden quest triggered: The Merciless Hunter!)
(A true hunter needs no pity, because your momentary kindness might switch the roles of hunter and prey. In that case, it only means your days are numbered.)
(Mission Requirements: What doesn't kill me only makes me stronger! Find out the identity of the pursuers, and then hunt down and kill their mastermind.)
He carefully put away the knife, wrapped up the bloodied bullet, and handed it to the blind student, saying:
"I've embarked on a hidden mission. My objective is to eliminate the mastermind behind our pursuit. Oh, and remember to burn the paper."
The blind student nodded, shook off all the cigarette ash that was about to fall into the paper of the package/flick, then put it in the pocket of his inner shirt, and miraculously pulled out a bottle of perfume from his pocket.
The packaging is still a flashy, girly pink.
"Special perfume, spray a little on each of us, so even if the police dogs come, they won't be able to smell us... Oh, I'll tell Wu Dou first, and tell him not to come... Eh-do, the activation incantation seems to be... Waaah, the cutest thing is."
Communication talismans have the advantage of allowing you to quickly contact someone without a signal once the incantation is activated, but they also have significant drawbacks: the range is too small, it only connects to a few fixed contacts, the lifespan is very short, and it is useless in places with large fluctuations in spiritual energy.
After all, it's understandable that a small gadget that can be made easily has some flaws.
"What an absolutely terrible activation incantation."
When the connection was just established, the blind student made a complaint and then started talking to Wu Dou:
"You don't need to come looking for us anymore, they've already taken care of it. Go and find out the identities of those attackers; Senro's mission is related to them."
Even without a mission, I would still settle this score.
I'm the kind of person who always seeks revenge!
You dare to hunt me down? Then I'll make sure you die a gruesome death!
No one, no one dares to offend me and get away unscathed!
nobody!
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I was fine at noon, but suddenly lost my appetite in the evening and couldn't eat anything. I feel good, but I still have a headache. What's wrong?
Chapter 311 Extreme Organization
After erasing all traces they had left behind, the players returned to their respective residences.
They exchanged information with each other using communication talismans.
On the other side of Wu Dou, they said that the attackers were from a newly emerging yakuza organization.
This yakuza organization seemed to spring up out of nowhere, without any warning or preparation, and completely wiped out a small yakuza organization in the city, thus making a name for itself.
Today, they must have been incredibly audacious to launch a direct attack on the most powerful yakuza organization in the city, taking down a black market.
At that time, the underworld boss was attending a banquet for high society people. It is said that after hearing the news, the boss still greeted the others with a smile before leaving the venue in a dignified manner.
He, a junior officer, couldn't find out any other information yet, but he sent the big shot's photo to everyone on his phone.
When the blind student saw the photo, he was so startled that he sprayed tea all over the face of the person opposite him, who was leisurely drinking water.
She had never been home, so for safety reasons, she simply moved in with the blind man.
"Hey, what are you doing? It's filthy!"
She rushed into the bathroom, sobbing and washing her face with a towel while angrily saying this.
She promised that if the blind student didn't give her a reasonable explanation, she would immediately summon Jia Yi and pin this unreliable detective to the ground and rub him hard.
"Ahem, I know this guy."
The blind student coughed up the remaining tea from his throat while looking at the photos on his phone.
"Hey? Do you know the boss of this yakuza organization?"