The clown sneered and turned his head to look at Lu Heng and the others again.

Picking up a piece of pastry from his plate, he was about to speak, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he put it in his mouth again.

Changing his hand, he picked up the plate and handed it to Isabella, and said with a gentlemanly smile: "Beautiful lady, forgive me for my recklessness, I shouldn't have taken it for you with my hand, please enjoy it to yourself." ”

Lu Heng couldn't help but roll his eyes.

That look really looks like a gentleman.

Combined with his words, I don't know that I really think this guy is a hospitable host.

Of course, if anyone knew that the precious pastries on this plate were actually highly poisoned, I am afraid that no one would accept it.

Lu Heng coughed lightly and gently pushed the plate away: "She doesn't eat it." ”

"How do you know she's not eating!"

In an instant, the clown was like a fried cat, and he clenched his fists violently.

However, Lu Heng and Isabella were unmoved, but sat quietly on the sofa.

"I ...... Never mind. ”

The clown's expression suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and his anger just now instantly became mild, and he even blamed himself a little.

Maybe he thought that it was enough for Lu Heng to eat those poisonous pastries, or maybe his brain suddenly short-circuited, in short, the clown smiled awkwardly and put the plate back on the table.

"Look at my couch, it's not bad."

patted the mammoth leather sofa under him, and with a wave of his hand, the monitor in front of him instantly lit up.

Then he picked up a huge handle manipulator under the gaze of the two men and began to ......

Play games.

Lu Heng was really dumbfounded this time.

What the hell is going on with this guy.

I don't believe you when you say he's not sick in the head.

Shouldn't you come over and hit me? Why did you suddenly start playing the game!

If this guy isn't sick in the brain, then I must be sick!

"Hahahaha! Your Earth Star game is really fun! ”

The clown laughed out loud as he pinched the handle.

Listening to this "sunny" laughter, Lu Heng's attention couldn't help but shift to the monitor.

He discovers that the clown is playing with nothing more than the ground

An old game from many years ago, it seems to be called Mario the Plumber.

It's just that Lu Heng doesn't understand why this guy is so happy playing such a boring game.

Sure enough, I don't understand the world of madmen.

Taking advantage of the fact that this guy finally stopped for a while, Lu Heng hurriedly observed him.

He found that the clown was actually only about twenty-three or four years old, and the skin on his face looked very good, very fair, and he was also very handsome.

It's just that he was wearing a pair of huge shoes on his feet, which instantly made his whole person look very abrupt.

Lu Heng looked down and took a closer look, and found that the shoes were the very exaggerated big shoes worn by the circus clowns.

The whole tip of the shoe is very long, and it is raised high, curled into a circle, and even the highest part reaches the clown's knee.

After looking up and down for a long time, Lu Heng couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

I've watched it for so long, but I still don't know what the specific rank of the clown is.

After thinking about it for a while, Lu Heng said to Isabella in his mind: "Isabella, wait a minute, if the fight starts, you should hurry up and stay away, this guy's strength is a bit mysterious, I'm afraid it will affect you." ”

"Don't worry, master, I listen to you."

Isabella replied quietly.

Because even if she felt that she would not be injured, as long as Lu Heng gave an order, she would definitely abide by it.

"Why...... Why! Why the hell! ”

Suddenly, a shrill sound came out of the clown's throat.

Lu Heng frowned, and hurriedly transported his aura.

But he found that the clown didn't look at himself at all, but kept glued to the screen.

Originally, Lu Heng thought that this madman was because he lost the game, so he suddenly screamed.

But Lu Heng clearly saw that even though the clown was trembling wildly, and even his handle had been pinched and clicked, the picture in the game was still running smoothly.

Every movement of the waterman in the red hat was perfect.

Eat coins, dodge monsters, and pass the levels quickly.

There is no superfluous movement, and even every step taken is the best, I am afraid that it is difficult for normal people to do the Tao.

but

Don't forget, it's an almost crazy clown manipulating the game's characters.

His whole body was almost on his feet, and he was now half-crouching on the couch in a strange position, still muttering words in his mouth.

It was hard for Lu Heng to understand why this guy was so excited, but the game could still be played so well.

Sure enough, there is only a thin line between a madman and a genius.

If the Joker were to be a professional player, how many people would like him.

"Huh?"

Lu Heng scratched his chin.

It occurred to him that he was only looking at the game screen and the Joker's movements, but he had neglected one thing.

That's what came out of his mouth.

The clown is like talking to himself, repeating it all the time, not knowing what he is muttering there.

Thinkers

Lu Heng let himself calm down slightly and listened carefully.

"Why, why, why!"

The sound is not loud, but it is the same frequency every time, if it weren't for Lu Heng's ears, he wouldn't be able to hear it clearly.

Only then did he realize that the clown had been repeating this sentence from beginning to end.

Click~

The handle made a cracking sound again.

It's just ordinary materials, and it's pretty good to be in the hands of a clown for so long.

"Why! Result...... Why! ”

Suddenly, the clown stood up violently.

Bang!

The handle finally couldn't hold on anymore, and directly burst out a puff of green smoke, sparks flashed in the clown's hand, and finally turned into a large pile of fragments.

Lu Heng was expressionless, and said coldly: "What why." ”

"Why ......"

The Joker's chest rose and fell, and it was clear that his breathing had become very rapid.

He clenched his fists, his eyes didn't know when they had been congested, stared at Lu Heng and gasped and shouted, "Why do you want to sit on my leather sofa, it's ...... No one else has ever sat on it except me and my sister! ”

Lu Heng couldn't help but snort coldly: "You have to let me sit." ”

"Then you can't sit either!"

The clown raised his fist indiscriminately like a child: "I...... I'll kill you! ”