The eyes of the ugly man in the audience fell on him, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud for a while, and the chainsaw on his shoulder sounded more and more cheerfully, and he didn't care about the blood that splashed his own blood.

"Seraphim?.. Oh hacksaw baby, come and lick the XX of the angel godmother.. Hehe, did you use fairy tale books to play FJ too much.."

The blood-soaked vampire lifted his mouth from the neck of the girl in his arms, a mocking look on his face.

The man's ugly face flushed slightly, and he roared loudly:

"Shut up little bat, hacksaw never tells a lie... Does Jason from Crystal Lake know? I'm an old friend of him, and he told me the news. At that time I was going to show him how to shove a knife through a person's navel and out of an."

"Oh shit, I think I heard the news too.. That guy's origin is not simple, and a lot of people have moved because of this."

"Ask the three Freak brothers, they probably know..."

"I haven't seen them for a week, and it looks like they've been taken away."

"Hell, those guys are going to order anything other than bow with their intestines?.."

The whole bar seemed to be in a heated discussion of the subject, with all sorts of foul language, accompanied by occasional screams and maniacal laughter, as if the news of the "death" of the same kind made them more excited than the killing of humans.

In the midst of this perverted orgy, an ordinary-looking old man put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up and was about to leave.

The person next to him laughed and shouted at him, "Doctor Haight, is it time to feed your 'pet centipede' again?"

The old man glanced at the other man, and walked quickly towards the door of the bar.

But just as he had taken two steps, a funny-looking clown stopped in front of him with a grin. Penivis

"Where are you going? Take Page with you."

The old man couldn't help frowning, and said with a cold face: "Get out!"

As if unconscious, the clown raised his head and took a deep breath, sighing intoxicatedly: "It's the smell of fear... It's delicious.."

He looked at the old man with a grin and said, "I can feel it, you're starting to get scared.."

The old man's face changed slightly, he snorted coldly, and did not answer, he wanted to bypass the clown, and the direction was still the door of the bar.

In a flash, the colorful clown ran in front of him again, this time with an extra red balloon in his hand.

"Balloon for you, stay with Page a little longer. The clown looked pleading on his face and looked at the old man with a blank look: "Please."

The old man's expression became more and more impatient, he stretched out a hand, pushed it at the clown, and scolded: "Get out of ..."

The clown's mouth was deflated, and he looked extremely aggrieved, but soon the corners of his mouth rose greatly, and his whole face became extremely weird and gloomy, and countless jagged sharp canine teeth burst out of his mouth, biting the old man's face fiercely.

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, his face remained unchanged, and the hideous and terrifying clown suddenly made a strange sound of "poof" at the moment when he was about to bite him, and he deflated violently like a popped balloon.

"Hee-hee.." The clown suddenly appeared not far from the old man, still looking cynical, and said with a smile: "You are not afraid of me... But what you're scared of is about to come up."

Before the words fell, there was a loud bang, and the door of the bar was blasted open by a huge force, knocking a few unlucky eggs into the wall of the bar, breaking countless wine glasses, and the smell of blood in the air suddenly became stronger.

The bar fell silent all of a sudden, everyone looked at the door of the bar, and several murderous maniacs with violent personalities stood up with hideous faces, and a bloodthirsty look faintly flashed in their eyes.

After a while, an extremely tall and burly figure appeared at the door of the bar, heavy and heavy, looking like a brown bear coming out of the jungle.

"Jason!"

Someone shouted.

"I don't mind sawing you into a hundred pieces if you want to die!"

"Leave an arm for everyone to drink, or don't want to go out today.."

"Phew, I don't want to eat his old, sour stinky meat."

"Then dig out his brain."

The quiet bar suddenly became noisy again, and the shouting, scolding, and laughter were mixed together, and it seemed extremely noisy.

However, Jason soon stepped out of the shadows, an ugly man wearing a black and red striped sweater with a festering face like a ghost, a deformed man with a strange appearance, a short stature, and a cruel and cruel look in his eyes, a bald man with a bald head and an axe and a murderous face...

One by one, they walked in.

The noise gradually subsided, and the few who appeared at the door were talking enthusiastically just now, and it was really strange that they were all here now, and besides, they didn't look like they were here for entertainment.

"You're scared.." The clown grinned, and the funny figure was on the table, on the ground... Jumping and spinning, as if performing a botched show.

"Here we are."

The clown said softly.

The old man's face instantly became extremely ugly, and he looked at the door of the bar,

"Click, click.."

Crisp footsteps sounded, as if with some kind of magic, the noisy bar became quiet and oppressive, the vampire swallowed the blood in his mouth, and the ogre put down the corpse in his hand...

A tall, thin and slender figure slowly stepped into the bar, and the appearance of this figure was like a dark cloud moving sideways, enveloping this area.

The dark red light shone on the visitor, reflecting a pale and gloomy young face.

The dark gold eyes slowly swept through every corner of the bar, and these monsters who took pleasure in twisting, perverting, cruelty and cruelty shivered in unison.

Small evils meet great evils, and darkness is intimidated by more darkness.

They couldn't help but have a thought in their hearts, compared to the people who came, they were all purer and more kind than the little white flower.

Jason, Freddy, Freak Brothers... These notorious murderers, humbly standing in front of the comer, like worms crawling under the throne, cautious and trembling...

The whole bar was full of solemn faces, except for the clown in the corner, who couldn't stop moaning with joy.

"So many delicious fears, so delicious... Hiccup.."

The clown couldn't help but open and close his mouth, and his belly swelled like a balloon, so that he could barely hold it anymore, and he was comically half-lying on the ground with his bloated belly.

Carlo walked slowly into the bar, looked around at everyone, and finally his eyes fell on a pale old man, a smile slowly appeared on his face, and he said softly: "It looks like you are having a good time. Uriel.."

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to the old man, and someone muttered in a low voice, "'Human centipede' Dr. Haidt, he doesn't come often."

The old man stared at Carlo tightly, and his face became unsightly little by little.

The clown who was slumped on the ground suddenly exclaimed: "Ah, the fear of burning my mouth, this is the first time I have tasted it. It turns out that angels can be scared too."