Chapter 77 The Circus on the Other Side (31)

Yuan Qingli turned around and saw Lu and Bo.

The dim light made the two of them even more pale. Their bodies were unstoppably wet, and they had obviously experienced incredible pain.

"are you OK?"

Lu Xingyun supported Bo Zijin, his words vibrating.

After the three of them ran away, he had to find Lu Chi, and the experience was heartbreaking.

Yuan Qingli shook his head.

"Haha," Lu Xingyun smiled bitterly, "I had my heart cut open and my liver removed just now to make skewers. It tasted good. What about you?"

"Thigh barbecue." Bo Zijin cherishes his words like gold.

Even though he was always full of energy, he struggled to speak.

“Brain hotpot.”

"This man is also a gourmet. He has all kinds of hot pot, barbecue and oden cooking." Lu Xingyun rarely had the intention to joke, and his lazy tone made him enjoy the hardships.

The three of them stood and inhaled the aroma, like three drug addicts.

"Let's go."

The severe pain comes and goes quickly, but the pain in my heart will probably become a lifelong nightmare.

…

A figure emerged from the mottled wall of the garden. He had big eyes, a nose and wide sleeves. He was the orange clown he met earlier.

The orange clown's chest has a hint of bright red.

Yuan Qingli and the others did not step forward immediately.

First of all, I experienced a night job application incident.

Yuan Qingli understands that although these clowns are not top villains, it does not mean that they are good.

The line between good and evil is difficult to define.

When the orange clown saw the cold-faced trio, he blinked slowly and showed what he thought was a kind smile.

The corners of the mouth outlined in red paint stretched all the way to the base of the ears. Even such a slight smile looked doubly weird and evil.

"Hello."

His throat felt like it had been cut with a knife, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Yuan Qingli opened the note in his hand and narrowed his eyes.

Still on guard.

"I gave it to you." The orange clown nodded curtly and took two steps forward.

As soon as he got closer, the smell of blood on his chest became stronger and entered the nostrils of several people.

A throbbing pain in my chest. The orange clown panted heavily, and after a few breaths, he felt less painful.

The tightened brows slowly relaxed.

It wasn't loud, but it was enough for them to hear clearly.

"You can believe me, I am on the side of the tourists. In other words, all of us red clowns are on the side of the tourists."

"Red? You are obviously orange." Bo Zijin is tall and has the shadow of a clown, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"I'm red."

The orange clown finished speaking and made an unexpected move!

He stretched out his hand, opened the "leather jacket" from the chest, and then tore it open with gritted teeth.

In the dim light, the three of them were all a little surprised that it was so painful to take off their clothes starting from the chest.

With the sound of tearing the silk, blood dripped to the ground.

The strong smell of blood dyed the air red.

He actually took his own skin...

Tear it off!

Reveal your red body!

The three people opposite them widened their eyes in surprise.

So bloody and scary!

They always thought that these clowns were wearing work clothes of different colors, but they didn't expect that these clothes turned out to be their true bodies.

Soon, the clown endured the pain and put the skin back on.

He paused and his eyes fell on Yuan Qingli: "If you feel unwell, you must go to the red clown for help as soon as possible."

Yuan Qingli recalled the people she saw in the service hall, but there was no red clown among them.

Probably because I saw the large expanses of orange, yellow, green and other six rainbow colors of clowns.

So I subconsciously thought red was also there...

The human subconscious is really scary.

She didn't notice anything strange just now!

"Why do you do this?" Lu Xingyun was a little impressed by the way the clown tried to endure the pain.

"I say this, maybe you can understand it better."

The orange clown said: "Because there are dangers, we red clowns will disguise themselves as other colors. From beginning to end, we stand on the side of tourists, and I will not harm you. However, there is some unknown existence that prevents us Help you, once discovered, our fate will be... very miserable."

The clown's face shows painful memories, and it is obvious that his companions have experienced horrific torture.

"Please trust me."

Even though there was a hint of pleading in the clown's tone, everyone was still dubious.