The melee combo of the white ghost caught Thangka very unprepared, and when the crisis came, Thangka wanted to retreat, but suddenly remembered that there was already a wall pillar behind him, and he had no way to retreat, so if he wanted to dodge the attack, he could only let go and fight with him once. However, thinking of the white ghost's unpopular palm, Thangka's scalp couldn't help but feel tense and numb.

At the last moment, someone suddenly secretly helped him, and with just one blow, he temporarily controlled one of the white ghost's palms. Seeing this scene, Thangka had no time to care about who was the one who made this righteous move, and immediately launched a pursuit of the white ghost.

At the place where the white ghost was nailed to the handle of the blood-colored scythe, a sharp blood thorn suddenly grew, and the blood thorn pierced the wound on the white ghost's palm, and penetrated the back of the hand from the palm of the hand. At the same time, the blood spike exploded like a bomb at the wound of the white ghost. Even the white ghost, whose skin and bones were as hard as steel, could not resist such a devastating attack, and his entire palm was blasted into a mass of debris.

The white ghost snorted, and his body regressed abruptly, so fast that Thangka's blood pupils couldn't catch his figure, so that the next attack directly failed, but the situation reversed in an instant had already made the white ghost injured and made Thangka very satisfied.

At this moment, a fragment of the palm of the white ghost exploded leisurely in front of Thangka's eyes, and Thangka looked at it, but saw a broken black plum blossom printed on it.

Thangka knew that the thing that had just controlled the white ghost's palm was a black playing card with a plum suit.

Thangka stared at the darkness where the playing cards had just flown out, where there was a man who didn't seem to be an enemy, but Thangka was still skeptical about his identity.

But I heard a cheap-sounding voice sound from the darkness, "Hehe, I didn't expect to see the 'Blood Angel' of the Manyan Society here, and the style is really extraordinary." ”

"Blood Angel" is the name of the thangka to the outside world, the same as the original Chitose "Prince", but no one calls each other so within the family. Then I heard the voice say, "But what makes me happier is to meet an old friend here." ”

The white ghost, who had stopped in the distance, tilted his head, and he could naturally hear that the old friend who said it was referring to him.

As soon as the words fell, a person came out of the darkness, this person was wearing a bright lantern suit, both the top and the trousers were extremely fat, and the top was full of sewn lantern-like folds, and a pair of faces that were not handsome were full of frivolous faces, which made people feel gloomy at a glance.

Thangka looked at the other party's dress, frowned slightly, couldn't think of the identity of the person, the person seemed to see Thangka's puzzlement, and said with a smile: "Miss Tang don't have to worry, I've always acted out of common sense, and it's normal that you can't think of it, although I don't have anything to do with your Manyan Society, but I have a friendship with the original Chitose." ”

Thangka frowned, and suddenly his eyes flashed, "Joker?"

The man smiled and said, "Thanks to Miss Tang's love, the clown is very honored." ”

This strangely dressed man who emerges from the darkness is none other than the circus' number one killer - the Joker.

Hara Chitose was wounded in the battle as a result of chasing the spider with the clown, and in that battle Hara Chitose was mortally wounded, and the clown eventually ended the fight by "detonating" himself and taking one of the spider's eyes before "self-detonating".

When the original Chitose returned to the Manga Society, he mentioned it to the other members, but at that time, the original Chitose thought that the clown was not dead, and such an eccentric person would never sacrifice his life to complete the task.

Sure enough, on the night of the Laser Stadium incident, the Joker reappeared, and the enchanting and powerful means forced the Pope to have nothing to do, and he was almost defeated.

After that, the clown disappeared as if evaporated, and it was only recently that he reappeared. If you don't make a move, you will be fine, and as soon as you make a move, you will seriously injure the white ghost.

Thinking of this, Thangka couldn't help but gasp faintly.

It's just that what Thangka doesn't know is that the clown, a desecrator who sees the head and the tail of the dragon, appears three times, which is already the third face. As Chitose Hara mentioned, the horror of the clown is not so much in his great strength, but more in his capricious character. It's just that no one has seen its various faces and postures many times, and if you want to say that you have seen the most, it is a white ghost who is incapable of speaking.

The clown stepped out of the darkness, and the streetlamp stretched his shadow very long, but the shadow did seem distorted in Thangka's eyes.

The Joker didn't get too close to Thangka, as if sensing Thangka's jealousy of him, so he kept a safe distance that was acceptable to anyone.

Looking at the white ghost, which had been completely severed from his forearm, the clown smiled awkwardly, and the laughter seemed to be like a sharp fingernail scratching the glass, making Thangka feel that his laughter was more uncomfortable than the white ghost's whispering.

The clown said, "My old friend, I didn't expect us to meet in the end, where was the last time we met? ”

Ginkgo hissed in his nose, as if to refute the Joker's taunt, but even the weird Clown didn't understand what the White Ghost was saying, and that wasn't what the Clown cared about.

The clown shrugged his shoulders and pulled out two long chocolate chip cookies and put them in his mouth, making a clicking sound through the continuous chewing of his teeth.

"If Hara Chitose saw you, he would be very unwilling, maybe when he died, he thought that you would be completely buried, but what he consumed was just one of your agents in the mortal world, and it was really a sad thing to think about. As he spoke, the clown's gaze unconsciously glanced at Thangka, but saw Thangka's eyes looking at him coldly.

The clown smiled, and his laughter seemed to be full of flattery: "I didn't mean to mock Hara Chitose, on the contrary, he is one of the few people I admire in this world." ”

After explaining, the clown turned his head to look at the white ghost again and said, "This agent of yours is honestly not considered to be of the highest grade, compared to the previous skeleton boy, it seems that your replacement is not very abundant." ”

The clown stuck out his tongue and licked his lips stained with cookie crumbs, smiled wickedly at the white ghost, and asked, "If I kill your agent, how long will it take you to find the next agent?"