Some time ago, I stopped changing because of busy work, and now I have time to make up for it~~~ I have to go abroad in July, which is considered to be a busy work and a distraction (one of the big hobbies of Z cat is to see the style of the world →v→). Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info anyway, I will try to be more ~~~ Thank you Mina-san for waiting gently~~~╭(╯3╰)╮

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In other words, it seems that he intends to leave the lives of Wheat and Huo Siyan. However, despite the verbal assurances of the other party, Wheat still did not dare to let down his vigilance. Such a weird person, who knows if what he says counts? In the face of dangerous guys, she must have a few more eyes.

The man picked up the painttube and turned and walked towards the outside of the collection hall. The same weird clown boots, making a slight noise, revealed a very sure feeling. He is tall and slender, and every step he takes gives people an extremely powerful sense of oppression. It's a sense of oppression that can really endanger lives, not the majesty and intimidation of Makoto Aizawa.

As if no one knew how he had entered, the strange clown who couldn't even name Wheat disappeared from her sight.

It wasn't until he was sure that the other party had left the collection hall that Wheat finally breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't have the heart to explore how he suddenly appeared in this collection hall, and after she followed Huo Siyan in, the door of the collection hall automatically closed again. But this clown is so powerful, and his speed is so fast that he can't even catch it with the naked eye. There must be a way to sneak in at the right time.

Once he was sure that he was safe, Wheat immediately checked Huo Siyan's state, and after a while, he was sure that he should really not be in danger of life.

However, Wheat did not let his guard down because of this, and the sudden appearance of that clown-like man would cause a huge commotion? You know, there's a lavish birthday party going on here, and there are a lot of guests here. Such a dangerous person, I am sure if he will have the intention to cause a big commotion.

Wheat knew what might be a crisis, but she didn't dare to go out to stop the dangerous man, she didn't even dare to walk out of this collection hall! Yes, she was afraid of losing her life. What to do? The current situation. Who should she call for help? Can anyone help her think of a coping plan just in case?

Wheat searched his mind desperately for people he knew. She didn't know many people in Monteria in the first place, so who could she turn to now? Makoto Aizawa? No, no, he's very skilled. But it's not the clown with special powers. And Makoto Aizawa is a police officer. Once dispatched. It will alarm the police. In this way, things will be more difficult to solve later.

If he wants to come and go, he can only find Mr. Situ. Because if she remembered correctly, Mr. Szeto definitely knew something about the clown. In the current situation, it is absolutely right to turn to him for help.

Wheat hurriedly took out his mobile phone and dialed Situ Guishi's number.

On the other side, the clown-like man walked slowly down the aisle covered with the red carpet, as if he was walking on his own familiar territory, not at all as if he had snatched a painting from someone else's house and was about to leave.

But suddenly, the look in the man's narrow eyes changed slightly, and it was just a blink of an eye, and he threw away the painting tube on his back.

The round painting tube tumbled, throwing a long distance on the ground. It didn't take long for the painttube to look out of place. The dark liquid is constantly flowing out of the painting tube and then onto the red carpet. If you look closely, you will see that the color of the liquid is actually bright red. The bubbling red liquid, as if it would never end, soon smeared on the carpet.

Although there was no expression on the man's face, it was obvious that he already had a look of displeasure: "I know that things are not so simple." ”

At some point, he already had a golden scepter in his hand, with a very peculiar style. It was only a moment, and the scepter, which was originally only half an arm's length, had now become slender and huge, like a king's scepter.

It was at this time that something suddenly appeared in the painting tube in the pool of blood. Gradually, a ghostly figure floated out.

The man was dressed in white and had a mantle of hair. Although it is not clear what he looks like, it is certain that the other party's face is pale and withered. It was a strange woman, and a bright red blood flower bloomed from her chest. Under the white skirt, bright red blood continued to seep out, forming a strange scene together with the pool of blood on the ground.

"Why...... Why do you ...... me like this" The woman's voice was low and clear, revealing strong emotions, as if there was monstrous hatred, but there was also heart-rending pain.

Still looking at the unusual scene in front of him with a blank expression, this clown-like man seemed to be used to seeing this, and he was not shocked at all.

Still at that shockingly fast speed, the sudden appearance of the woman's figure has been scattered, like an ethereal smoke. It was only soon that the scattered figure regrouped.

Without any hesitation, the scepter in the man's hand was unusual, and a layer of golden light appeared. Soon, the scepter's shape changed to a golden spear, a spear wrapped in golden light.

Again, the man stabbed the spear in his hand at the seductive woman with great speed. This time, the woman let out a scream, and her scattered form did not reunite for a moment.

Moans of pain continued, and the woman was still trying to reshape herself, and it was at this time that the scroll in the painting tube appeared behind her out of thin air. There seemed to be some mysterious power in the scroll, which quickly helped the woman to regain her original appearance.

The clown-like man looked at the situation in front of him disappreciably, and he thought thoughtfully: "If it weren't for the fact that the boss said that he would take it back, I would have wanted to finish you off immediately." After a little hesitation, he quickly regained his original expression, "It's okay not to take it, it's not something I'm interested in anyway, just make those old men uncomfortable." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden spear changed back to the form of a scepter, and he took it back. The man turned to walk in the other direction, and the scroll that he was still holding in his hand behind him was now left in place like an unwanted thing.

For him, it seems that he is not willing to spend more effort on things that he is not interested in, and he is really an unpredictable person.

In the collection hall, Wheat hung up the phone, looking much calmer than just now. Mr. Situ told her not to rush into a confrontation with the clown-like person, and that he would come over as soon as possible.

But in the eyes of Wheat, they can't hide here forever. Huo Siyan was in a coma after all, and she should find a doctor to take a look immediately, and I don't know if there will be any internal injuries that she didn't see, especially the place where her neck was hit hard.

Thinking about it, Wheat took Huo Siyan out with all his might. Although Huo Siyan has a thin appearance, she is tall after all, and she is not something she can easily support alone. After straining to remove him from the collection hall, Wheat had no choice after all, so he decided to place Huo Siyan in a nearby room first, and then find someone to come over to help. This would also prevent her from running out of strength and prostrating, after all, it would be very difficult to carry him to a place where there were people.

After finding a room and settling down Huo Siyan, Mai ran all the way downstairs to the hall. (To be continued.) )