During a performance, the clown accidentally fell off the stage, many teeth were knocked out, his face was covered with blood, it hurt, and his expression was very distorted. The audience laughed and thought that his performance was wonderful and exaggerated, and the props were very well done.

The little boy in the audience pulled his mother's sleeve and said, "Mom, the clown seems to be crying." ”

"No, that's a show. His mother said softly.

The boy looked at the crying clown with some envy, "I want to be the one who brings laughter to others in the future." ”

Later, when the little boy grew up, he had an extra concern in his heart, that is, the clown mask that his father put in the corner of his house.

"Dad, can you give me this mask?" he said one day, plucking up his courage and proposing to his father.

"Are you done with today's mission?" asked the child's father, turning from his desk with a tired face.

"It's done!" the boy leaned into his glasses, looked excited, and pointed to the book in his hand, "I've finished reading it." ”

Really? His dad was a little confused and began to question him.

You must know that he not only wants to train his children to be his successors, but also to be able to read those obscure and mysterious books. I also want him to stop being like himself, just a translator who translates them. Instead, he uses the knowledge in words to become a mage who stands at the pinnacle of everyone.

He didn't have that talent, but his own children did.

The result of some questioning made him very satisfied, for this clown mask who didn't know what to do. The father thought about it for a while, but gave it to his child as a reward.

Anyway, it's been ordinary, there should be no problem, my father thought.

Time passed, and their country was plunged into turmoil. The army was defeated, prices were high, and the order collapsed amid unrest.

The last image of Crane to his family is when they say to themselves before they collapse in a pool of blood, 'Run away, run as far as you can, live well, and don't think about avenging us.' ’

Then he runs away in a hurry wearing that clown mask, but he is not the protagonist and has no luck. It didn't take long for the thugs to block a dead end.

In a desperate situation, he somehow put on the clown mask with white face, red lips and black circles, and suddenly a voice in his head said to him:

"Oh~ Lucky human, I'm the great demon clown - LeBlanc Barty. Now you're in a bad situation, I think you need to sign this contract....."

......

In Diggie's wooden house, Clown Crane snorted at this time, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the sharp tip of the knife, which was only a centimeter away from the tip of his nose. And his own hand was firmly grasping the young perpetrator.

"Whew~ Little Mary, is there an apprentice like you who attacked your own teacher?" he said in a brisk tone, not minding her behavior at all. The whites of the eyes in the mask's sockets accounted for the majority, staring at her small hands glowing with a misty green light, with dissatisfaction: "You release too slowly....."

Restless~

Before he finished speaking, the green light on Diggie's small hand formed a magic circle, and a dark green fireball broke free from the restraint and smashed into his cheek.

Crash~

Clown's body lying on the ground was shattered like a mirror in the blink of an eye. Reappeared, and a spiked vine had been summoned to restrain the little girl: "Oh~Little Mary, you look so cute~ Is there something on your mind? Come and talk to Uncle Crane~"

He looked at Diggie, whose little face was twisted and hideous, and saliva was flowing from his mouth, and he was still not in a hurry.

The body was tightly restrained by vines, and the little girl's calm eyes looked at him, and it took a long time for the word to pop out of her mouth - 'hungry'.

Clown Crane thought about touching his chin, and his lips and teeth suddenly cracked in a large arc. The evil taste in it was transmitted to the little girl through the mask: "Then what are you waiting for! Let's go and have some fun, Ji Ji Ji~"

Da~ snapped his fingers to untie the witchcraft vine on her..... The current time, one o'clock in the morning when Yanan hunted, is a golden section of crime.

Not long after, in the eternal sun, Clown Clown played Diggie's violin, followed by a little girl with a sharp knife, and strolled through the empty streets of the slum.

Strangely, no matter how fast and irritable Crane pulled the strings, the violin just didn't make a sound.

"Wade drinks, Wade drinks, Wade drinks milk (Note 1)....." He broke his voice and sang inexplicable songs in a funny way, and led Diggie to the door of a brick house with a different style of painting from the surroundings.

The house looks like it has been specially reinforced, and faint streamers flow between the brick joints. On the doorbeam hangs a dried demon's head, which is used to threaten and dissuade those who do not want to leave. Around the house, a circle of discarded Yanan weapons was used as a fence - simple and rude, indicating that the owner was not easy to mess with.

In this simple and dilapidated area, it stands out from the crowd.

Inside the house, Wade, the newly appointed ghetto chief for a few weeks, was sleeping on a big bed with his beautiful wife in his arms, dreaming of a happy baby. Until there was a disorderly noise in my ears, it was the sound of a violin pulling.

"Ah~who's it!..... the piano is broken at night," the hunter, who had not yet fallen too deeply, complained. The hunting instinct was alarming, but when he opened his eyes. Everything in front of him, preferring to make him believe that he is still dreaming.

I saw a tall and thin man wearing a clown mask, and he was holding his hands up and down in front of his wife. Don't get me wrong, Crane was just putting her up makeup. The poor fruit-like woman's body was crumbled and folded, and she was put on the table to make up for her.

"Wade drinks, Wade drinks, Wade drinks milk ....." to the eerie tune, Crane took the red spice and smeared it on his wife's face.

"Woo woo woo woo ....." The woman's mouth was gagged, and tears of pain flowed sideways, making his creation full of hardships.

In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore, and Crane slapped her and stunned her, before he put on a clear clown makeup. Then he took Diggie to her, pointed at her and laughed meaninglessly: "Hahaha~ Why does the clown cry because she is happy! Little Mary will also be happy.....

Snort, under the little girl's cloak, several tentacles suddenly stretched out.

Under the horrified gaze of District Chief Wade, flesh and blood began to splatter, and the woman's screams came to an abrupt end. Clown Crane walked up to the hunter tied to his seat on tiptoe and played the violin earnestly amid the creepy chewing sound behind him.

The squeaky sound, the melodious sound of the piano, and the tactful ups and downs of the tune are quite beautiful, which makes Diggie prick up his little ears. But Wade was so excited in the music that his eyes were red and his body trembled.

"Oh~ Dear District Chief Wade, do you have any feelings to say?" Qu Bi, Crane thoughtfully removed the socks that were stuffed into his mouth, and tilted his head to his ears to listen.

"@#¥!You demons!!You devils!!@#%!The Yanan hunters won't let you go!!!mmmmmm...."

It seems that he can't say anything that touches him. Clown Crane took care of the sock again and stuffed it in his mouth. The enraged hunter was eager to tear them apart, and now he was constantly urging his blood, but he couldn't break free from his shackles.

Belch~

At this moment, the little girl left the white bones on the table, burped at the struggling hunter, and walked up to him with a knife. looked at him expressionlessly, raised his hand and fell.

Poke.

Poke again.

.... Crane stopped her in time, "No, no, little Mary, you can't do that. We're going to grab some old friends and play together~"

Staring, Diggie, with a blank face, was dragged away by Crane as he spoke. Staying in the house, the hunter who was trapped in a chair and injured was like mutton in front of a pot.

However, the performance of the two villains has only just begun.