Chapter 22 The Clown Killing Group
For some reason, Chen Mu always felt that the clown's eyes were more real than other parts of his body.
Being stared at by it, he could not help but feel a sudden chill in his spine.
However, Chen Mu's trip was to collect food and complete the task, and he was not very interested in this clown circus.
He turned around and was about to leave, but the next second, he triggered the sense of crisis.
He turned around faster, and stepped back three or four steps, just in time to see that the clown was alive!
He stretched out his huge arms, opened his white gloves, and wanted to pinch Chen Mu.
This was thanks to the danger perception skill.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to escape.
It actually disguised itself as a sign to deceive people!
Chen Mu raised his hand, swiped his fingertips upwards, and directly cut the sign in half.
It fell to the ground with a clang.
But he found that it was just an ordinary clown sign, a dead object, carved from wood.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The next second, three flying knives flew through the door curtain full of holes and shot towards Chen Mu.
He avoided them all with his ghostly body movements.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sound of metal collision.
Looking back, the three flying knives easily penetrated the roadside sign.
The iron rod as thick as a wrist was pierced from both sides.
If it hits the body, the consequences can be imagined.
That damn clown has already provoked him to this extent. Chen Mu is not going to swallow this breath and pretend nothing happened.
He lifted the door curtain and walked in.
The interior space is larger than it looks from the outside. There are hundreds of seats, but no one is there.
On the stage, props used for performances are scattered everywhere, acrobatic balls, playing cards, broken bowls, magic wands, small whips...
Clap, clapping!
Applause suddenly rang out.
Chen Mu looked quickly and saw a man with a pale face, black square eyes, black lips, dark red round nose, grinning.
But the strange thing was that he didn't make any sound despite his bright smile, as if he was performing a pantomime.
His forehead was shiny, without a single hair, a perfect Mediterranean, and next to it was a circle of thick red hair with a strong contrast.
The striped clothes were wide, the pants and clothes were integrated, and the scarf was designed like a baby product, and it looked like there was no neck.
He turned his head instantly!
He looked straight at him!
While applauding, he did not forget to raise his hand to point to the stage, nodding frequently, as if he wanted to share the superb performance with Chen Mu.
When Chen Mu's eyes returned to the stage, he unexpectedly found that the originally messy and empty stage.
At this time, there were several more clowns.
The green-haired clown rode a unicycle and turned the plate on the stage.
The purple-haired clown was busy pulling out colorful flags from his mouth.
The yellow-haired clown waved the whip in his hand and urged the lion to jump through the fire ring.
The blue-haired clown held a balance stick and walked on a tightrope more than ten meters high.
The color of their clothes perfectly matched the color of their hair, and the stripe design remained unchanged.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Hearing the sound, Chen Mu lowered his eyes and saw the black-haired clown blindfolded, throwing a flying knife at the human-shaped board.
In the blink of an eye, the red-haired clown appeared on the human-shaped board, with his hands and feet fixed, and pretended to struggle.
The black-haired clown raised the flying knife in his hand and threw it.
It hit the red-haired clown's eyebrows directly, and blood oozed out.
The red-haired clown tilted his head and didn't react.
At this time, all the clowns stopped their actions, came to the front of the stage, and bowed to the empty audience seats, and bowed again.
After that, they moved in unison, turned their heads, focused their eyes on Chen Mu, and just stared at him.
"Your performance is terrible." Chen Mu didn't want to applaud the guy who wanted to strangle him to death and shoot him with a flying knife a second ago.
Hearing this, the faces of several clowns changed drastically.
Even the red-haired clown, who was tied to a human-shaped target and was supposed to be dead, turned his head, his face bloody, his eyes wide open, staring at Chen Mu.
If it were someone else, they would probably be frightened by this scene.
Chen Mu, however, looked calm and wanted to see what other tricks they could play.
The black-haired clown reached into the pockets in front of his clothes, put his ten fingers together, and took out eight throwing knives.
The green-haired clown took out an electric saw from it! Buzzing!
The whip in the yellow-haired clown's hand was covered with spikes sharper than the blade. If it was whipped, it would be considered light to lose a layer of skin.
The originally naive lion, at this moment, also revealed its true face, with rotten flesh and bloodshot eyes.
The flank was particularly serious. Chen Mu could clearly see the broken ribs and the bloody and unclear internal organs.
The purple-haired clown had two pirate scimitars.
The balance stick in the blue-haired clown's hand became sharp at both ends.
The red-haired clown disappeared without a trace, and kept appearing and disappearing.
It was also it that disguised itself as a signboard and tried to attack Chen Mu from behind.
Chen Mu laughed, "The Clown Killing Group?"
As if sensing his provocation, the clowns all jumped off the stage, holding up their chainsaws and flying knives...
They looked as if they were going to tear Chen Mu's tendons and skin him.
Chen Mu didn't want to play any fancy tricks with them. He used the object control technique to forcibly take away the weapons in their hands, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the clown out of the circus tent.
The clown, with his hands empty, was obviously stunned, and with that makeup, he was very funny.
However, the rotten lion found the right opportunity and flew towards Chen Mu.
Chen Mu used the skill Earth Armor, and in a moment, he turned into a stone giant!
The arm raised in advance was as thick as an elephant's leg, and he punched the rotten lion on the head.
Bang!
He exerted force on the ground again, smashing the stone surface with one punch!
[Successfully killed the rotten lion! Congratulations to the host for getting 2 kill points! ]
The clowns were completely panicked.
They still wanted to escape.
Chen Mu bent down and touched the ground with both hands. The cracks spread from his hands and finally formed a circle five or six meters in front of him.
He exerted force with both hands and lifted a huge stone with a thickness of two or three meters. A deep pit appeared on the ground.
He jumped several meters high.
Bang!
He aimed at the five clowns with all his strength and smashed them down hard.
[Successfully killed the clown demon! Congratulations to the host for getting 5 kill points! ]
[Successfully killed the clown demon! Congratulations to the host for getting 5 kill points! ]
[Successfully killed the clown demon! Congratulations to the host for getting 5 kill points! ]
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Let go of his hand, the boulder cracked, revealing the thick, mixed blood plasma and minced meat underneath.
Except for the clothes, it was impossible to tell who was who.
At the moment, only the red-haired clown is left, and he has not yet confessed his crime.
Looking at the stage, looking up, and then looking at the audience, it is still empty.
"Escaped?" The stone armor collapsed and scattered all over the ground, Chen Mu wondered.
At this time, the sense of crisis was generated again.
However, the picture was very strange, the surroundings were all red, as if the flesh wall was moving, and liquid dripped from the top of the head from time to time, which was extremely corrosive.
It was not a solution to waste time like this, Chen Mu used the magic pupil to quickly find the red-haired clown.
It turned out that the surroundings were all cold blue.
This is a zombie without body temperature, a monster, with a unique color block display!
