On the run, Crane, who has been on the run, is like a rootless duckweed, and finally one day he can't bear it.

"Barty, this is witchcraft, isn't it? It's evil witchcraft, isn't it!" the young man in the clown mask crouched down in pain as he stood among the corpses scattered all over the ground. Bloody hands, desperately tearing the mask on his face: "My love.... I'm fed up, I'm fed up with fleeing, I'm fed up with you, I'm fed up with all this damn everything! How could this be......"

"It's you who made me like this, it's you who made me a mess, you get out of here!!" He tugged at the mask as if he were frantically pulling at it, unable to pull it off.

"Boom...."The demon clown's whisper echoed in his mind at this moment: "Is there any difference between sorcery and witchcraft? Spell is only the wisdom of mortals, and witchcraft is the truth of the abyss. Do you understand? I'm here to show you a clear path, and the current predicament is only temporary..... Nope!"

The calm demon finally stopped calming: "Are you crazy? What are you doing... Stop, or we're all going to die!!"

......

Stupid mortals~

Under the light curtain in the tent, Clown Crane has an exaggerated posture, introducing the guests he 'invited' to the unconscious audience:

"Look! This is for you moths, the gaffer who will issue survival guarantees - the Rocky Consortium, the great Rocky Consortium of Yanan, the small regional agent ~ Kuba!"

桀桀桀~

After pompously introducing the light on his head, he slowly walked to the cage on the left, looked at the panicked young man in the cage, and smiled strangely: "He is the son of Kuba, and he is usually jokingly called 'the little vampire of the vampire' by you - little Kuba!"

After a pause, Clown Crane pointed to the sleeping middle-aged man beside him, and said softly to the audience: "Oh~ This is a good man, this is an honest man who is well known to everyone - tailor, old George ~ ..... on that side"

The light above hit the cage on the other side at the right time, and the little boy inside was hugging his sleeping mother in a panic, at a loss: "It's Mrs. George, who you have been fantasizing about in your dreams, and their lovely child~ Little George!"

"Why are the guests them? Everyone is curious, right! I really want to know if it's right! But there is also a mysterious guest who didn't appear~" Crane said with a snap of his fingers.

Wade, the hunter who was tied to a chair in the distance, left the dim room in a trance, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already on the bright stage. The surroundings were so strange, and the injuries in his body made him slow to react, and he relieved himself for a while, stared at the clown man walking towards him, and roared with all his strength:

"Yanan won't let you go! Hmm..."Crane conjured a small red ball into his mouth, blocked his anger, and said loudly: "Look~ The mysterious guest is our most beloved slum chief - Wade, Wade Hunter!!"

But there was a dead silence around, and after the words, it was like a one-man show, and Crane was a little dissatisfied.

Syllable~

"There should be applause here!" After snapping their fingers, the sleeping spectators in the stands suddenly raised their heads in unison. They closed their eyes, their mouths unconsciously turned up to the sides, and began to stiffly slap their palms under the strange joyful expression.

Bang Bang Bang ~

A round of warm applause resounded in the room, and the atmosphere seemed to have reached a climax.

In the applause, Crane was intoxicated, "Ah~ Look, what a warm applause! That's all welcoming you, Wade Hunter~"

Uh-huh..... Wade, now I can't wait to tear this pervert alive.

After a long time, his hands clenched into fists, and the applause stopped, and Clown Crane got to the point: "Now let's discuss an interesting matter." Loyal and honest old George, who loved his family very much. He thinks his wife is the best~ his own son is the most obedient - but what would he do if he found out about it?"

Syllable~

With a pinch of the middle finger and thumb, the stober spell was lifted in the midst of a sound. George and his wife woke up sleepy-eyed one after another. Under the lampshade, their sober expressions were wonderful.

"Crane, what are you doing! Let us go!" was George's angry cry when he found himself and his family.

"For the sake of us always sewing clothes for you, Lord Crane, let us go. Mrs. George's expression was sorrowful.

With their hands zippered and their mouths no longer making a sound, Crane sighed a little, "Ah~ what a loving couple!So what is our goal?" he turned to look at the little wooden deputy.

Diggie, who had always been interested in watching his performance, took a long time to squeeze out one word - "Eat." ”

Crane was disappointed with her performance: "Oh~ Little Mary, you can't just eat in your life, you have to have something else." For example, interest, fun, and learning to have some fun. For the boring life, ignite the fire of happiness~"

He taught step by step, put aside the cold little public act, and walked to the iron cage on the side of old George. Gesturing to the young man, he could make a voice again, and said: "Oh~ Little Kuba, now let's play a game, the game is 'Truth or Dare'!hahahaha....."

Under the frightened gaze of the young man, he said the rules of the game: "The rules are also very simple, I ask you to answer." If you're lying, your body is..."

- Ahh

The young man Kuba suddenly clutched his right hand and let out a scream. I saw that the little finger of his right hand was broken up by himself. I couldn't stop it, and in a moment it was completely broken, and it folded with the back of my hand.

"Madman, you are the devil ....." under a series of tortures, his spirit has reached the verge of collapse.

But at this time, Crane had already asked a serious question: "Some time ago, when you were hunting at twenty-eight o'clock, where did you always be?"

Kuba, who was afraid of continuing to be tortured, hurriedly replied: "At home." ”

"What for?"

"And so on. ”

"Waiting for whom?"

At this time, Kuba, without his previous decisiveness, hesitated and said: "I'm waiting for a friend, his name is .... Harry clam... Ahhh

Ten fingers connected to his heart, he was so painful that he was so presumptuous that he heard the devil's teaching: "You are lying, who is it?"

Surrendering to the evil forces with hatred, the young Kuba glanced at the old George beside him, and said tremblingly: "Yes, yes... Mrs. George. ”

Uh-huh——!

Under Crane's manipulation, there was a sudden loud boo from the stands.

"Stop~" Clown Crane looked at him and asked in a playful tone, "What are you doing with her?"

Glancing at old George, Kuba continued, "I commissioned her to customize my clothes and let her measure me. ”

"It's a big night, isn't it?

The devil's words would not be forgiving, and in the light, one of Kuba's handsome faces changed with a burst of color. After struggling for a while, a fierce news broke out: "I got on her." ”

woo——! another commotion.

George, an honest man in the iron cage, was furious and punched him in the face, poof! This is something that a man can't stand anymore. So old George was all over the place, and he smashed down one punch after another.

"That's enough!" Crane kept him from moving, continuing to look at Kuba and asked, "What's next?"

The jar was broken, and the young man kept talking: "I've been with her for the past few days..."Looking at the old George who was still in place, with abrupt muscles, he turned his mouth and said weakly: "But Mrs. George is also very happy, and she likes that feeling....."

"I understand, I understand, joy~ Then now, I invite the person concerned to speak, oh~ Fallen Mrs. George. Crane let her speak.

Mrs. George hurriedly grasped the iron bar, looked at her husband, and said sadly: "George, he forced me! He said that if I did not comply, we would close our tailor shop." Throw our family into the wilderness and be alienated into monsters by the abyss. I was really, forced!!Believe me, forgive me, George... Woo woo woo .."

She sobbed silently.

"Really?" Crane's clown mask, which glowed in the light, seemed to remember something and wondered, "I remember the day before yesterday, you told George that you had a baby? Isn't that right, old George~"

The body resumed its movement, and old George was silent, his face clouded in pain.

"But in case.... That kid isn't yours?" Crane burst into surprise.

The audience who entered the play booed at the right time. But their closed eyes and exaggerated demeanor looked so strange in the shadows.

Clown Crane, looking at Wade, the hunter who was a little nervous on the side, kindly took the ball, and reminded: "It's time too, let you... Wade Hunter, spoke. Otherwise, it will be unfair to the audience. By the way, who were you cuddling during the day a few days ago?"

In the spotlight, tough guy Wade remained silent.

The little girl on the side was suddenly pushed by Crane. Seeing his eyes signaling his small sharp knife, Diggie stepped forward suspiciously, and his bloodthirsty color flashed, and he stabbed Wade.

Yes!

Again!

Yes!

After almost seven or eight strokes, Wade didn't say a word, and he was already inputting less air and exhaling more.

"Alas~" Crane pulled back Diggie and said in a difficult tone: "He's dying, what a nasty thing." What should I do?" he shrugged his shoulders and had to break the news himself: "He Wade, Yanan Hunter Wade! The head of the slum appointed by the Hunter Council is sleeping with Mrs. George in his arms~"

"No, George, he's lying! Wade and I are innocent! True, innocent!" Woo woo woo ....." Young George looked at his mother who was crying bitterly, not knowing what to do.

Crane's performance came to an end: "Now our best show is coming!"

Under the human light, Crane's clown mask seemed to smile: "These are two remote-controlled witchcraft blasters." In the palms of his two hands, two round balls, one blue and one red, appeared out of thin air, and the surface of the balls had a big white button.

"The red ball can detonate the blue ball, the blue ball can detonate the red ball, as for the power.... BOOM! Blowing people up to slag, there are still some. When he had finished explaining, he thoughtfully walked back and forth and delivered it to the couple who could not claim it in the two iron cages.

Mrs. George holds the red ball, and the elder George holds the blue ball.

The clown mask is illuminated, and Clown Crane excitedly speaks of the evil plot: "Now for a minute countdown, Lady George can detonate it and save herself and Little George." George Sr. can detonate it, save himself and little Kuba, and send his betrayed wife on his way, though he will lose his two children. But women, there will still be some alive~"

He also reminded in particular: "After the time passes, if you don't press the button, both of them will explode.....!

The evil laughter, combined with the sound of Diggie chewing on Wade, was extremely harsh.

Outside, in the slum area, hunter York, with his weapons on his back, saw the huge colorful tent from afar.

- To be continued.