Chapter 107: The Ghost Lingers (3)

"Bang~"

Shi Mo smashed the glass in front of him with a punch.

The shattered glass fell to the ground.

The glass on Shi Mo's fist that was cut by the mirror was broken, and the wound was constantly bleeding blood.

Dropped on the ground.

One drop

Two drops

Soon it trickled down the river.

"Huhu~"

Shi Mo gasped, and the clown disappeared.

It turned out to be a hallucination! It looks like I'm really tired.

Shi Mo thought.

"Hahahaha, can you stop kidding yourself?"

Shi Mo's terrifying voice sounded again.

Shi Mo turned around, and the clown actually walked towards him.

Shi Mo looked at the clown, feeling like a dream, he wondered if he was asleep, all this was just a dream.

"What are you afraid of?"

"What are you afraid of?"

The clown walked in front of Shi Mo, and then slowly cracked a smile.

Shi Mo quickly swung a punch forward.

But the clown was gone.

Shi Mo looked around and found that there was no one around at all?

Am I crazy?

Shi Mo covered his head.

I must be so tired.

Just rest and rest.

Shi Mo comforted himself, he was very uneasy in his heart.

"Are you really too tired?"

The clown actually reappeared.

"Who the hell are you?" Shi Mo couldn't help but say loudly.

"Me?" The clown pointed at himself, and then showed a very exaggerated, unbelievable expression.

"You can't have forgotten me so soon, do you? Aren't you afraid of me? Don't you know me very well? Didn't you just use the credit for defeating me to get promoted? The clown said as he walked towards Shi Mo.

Shi Mo subconsciously retreated.

"But then again, you really don't know who I am?"

Hearing the clown's words, Shi Mo faintly felt that his worries were correct.

He wanted to know the answer, but at the same time he was terrified of it.

Just when Shi Mo hesitated, the clown was not idle.

He didn't know when he came, and when he came, he gently leaned into Shi Mo's ear, "I'm you!" ”

Like a bolt of lightning, Shi Mo's mind flashed, as if he had caught something.

Shi Mo's face turned pale, and he looked at the clown in front of him and shook his head helplessly.

"No, no, that's not the case, no."

Shi Mo's face was slumped on the ground like ashes, and he muttered in his mouth

"I'm just sick."

"I'm just too tired."

"I need to rest, just take a break."

"I ...... I didn't...... Nope"

Shi Mo muttered, as if this could bring him a trace of comfort.

"None? Hahaha, is there really none? The clown suddenly appeared in front of Shi Mo's eyes again, and he opened his mouth and smiled.

"Poor worm, can I help you remember your memories?" The clown stretched out his arms and stroked Shi Mo's face.

"But then again, if you really don't, then what am I?" The clown burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!"

Shi Mo was silent, as if he didn't know anything and couldn't understand what the clown was saying.

"Don't you boast that you're good at the game? Didn't you ever fight through the Dark Knight of Arkham? It's still the highest level! The clown seemed to know everything, and told Shi Mo's secret sentence by sentence.

"You don't have such a bad memory as a high player, do you? Have you forgotten the plot?" The clown was very close to Shi Mo.

"Then I'll remind you......" The clown walked around Shi Mo.

"Clown's blood can infect people."

"It can elicit the greatest fear in your heart."

"It can make people go crazy slowly."

"And then, it slowly became as little ugly as it was, just as crazy."

Shi Mo slowly closed his eyes and clenched his fists tightly.

"You've always known that, right?" The clown said softly.

"I am you, so I know it, you know it, but force yourself to forget."

"So much so that you almost made it."

"Do you remember now?"

"Isn't it fun to beat me?"

The clown's whisper sounded in Shi Mo's ears.

Scenes kept flashing in Shi Mo's mind.

His anger.

He kept throwing punches at the Joker's face.

One punch.

Two punches.

Blood splattered onto Shi Mo's face and fists.

Later, the clown sprayed blood on Shi Mo's face again.

Blood obscured his vision.

"So I'm going to finish?" Shi Mo was at a loss.

This clown should be a combination of the game and the movie, right?

Maybe it's like this, the games in the matrix game platform have undergone some changes.

In an emergency, Shi Mo had long forgotten that clown's blood could infect people.

So much so that Shi Mo forgot to take precautions.

"I'm going crazy?" Shi Mo looked at the glass shards on the ground in disbelief.

He covered his face in pain, he really didn't want to accept this fact.

But this is an undeniable fact.

He's infected with the damn clown virus.