Night.

Land.

- Far from the sea, there are countless skyscrapers.

Bustling city, neon reflected.

The top floor of a restaurant.

In the box.

A smug middle-aged man is talking.

When he spoke, the others listened to him and did not even dare to say a word of interjection.

Only after he finished speaking, did anyone dare to make amusement, some wore high hats, some laughed and stroked their palms, and some nodded like pounded garlic.

When he lost his interest in directing the country, he moved his gaze to the two bright women in the banquet-

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

- No matter what, if you want to survive in this industry, then you have to listen to him.

At this time.

The void flickered, and suddenly an orangutan and a pheasant appeared.

Oddly enough.

They were invisible to everyone present.

In fact, they are Wu Xiaode's newly sealed ghost pawns.

"Which one?"

The orangutan asked, looking around.

"This." The pheasant looked at the book of life and death, and pointed to the man holding the moon with stars.

"How much do you have to live?" The orangutan asked.

"I'll see—there's 40 seconds left." Pheasant Road.

The orangutan was suddenly a little flustered, and couldn't help but say:

"What can I do about this, this guy seems to be in good health, and there are no murderous calamities here, let alone the existence of disasters and disasters, how can I hook his soul?"

The pheasant glanced at the table, and saw a plate of potato stewed chicken on the table, and couldn't help but be angry, urging:

"Quick! I couldn't kill him, and when the time came, he was taken away by Paradise. ”

The orangutan was also furious when he heard this, and scolded: "They can arrange their own fate at will? Phew! Brother Ji borrowed some netherworld power from me. ”

"Give!" The pheasant boldly rests its wings on the back of the orangutan.

The orangutan got the support of the other party, and suddenly his spirit was greatly lifted, and he held the seal with both hands and shouted:

"Please Magic Weapon - Soul Death Knife!"

Countless nether runes emerged from its handprints, condensing into a dark and lightless ghost-headed broadsword out of thin air.

The orangutan grabbed the handle of the knife and asked, "How much time is left?" ”

"Wait for me to shout." Pheasant Road.

The orangutan walked up behind the middle-aged man and raised the Soul Knife aloft.

One breath.

Two breaths.

The pheasant shouted:

"It's time!"

The Soul Knife suddenly fell.

Strange to say, this knife directly penetrated the middle-aged man's body without causing him any harm.

Boom.

The middle-aged man was about to grab the hand of a woman on the table, when he suddenly leaned forward, hit his head on the table, and did not move.

The crowd was horrified.

The one who supports the person, the one who shouts the person shouts, and the one who calls the ambulance calls the ambulance.

Orangutans and pheasants are calm.

The pheasant touched the book of life and death, and quickly wrote:

"The hour of death is three quarters of the hour; The cause of death is full of evil; The way to die is a burst of cerebral blood vessels—"

"Hook the soul, I'll go back first, and you'll come later."

The orangutan muttered a few words, grabbed a handful of iron cables and threw it at the man's body, and then pulled it again, and suddenly pulled out the middle-aged man's soul.

"Who are you?" The middle-aged man shouted angrily.

The pheasant flapped its wings, flew up, hooked its claws into the iron cable, and disappeared through the house.

The soul of the middle-aged man was tied to the iron rope and taken away directly.

Only orangutans remain.

The word "ghost pawn" engraved on its waist plate emitted a burst of dark blue ghost fire.

This means that it has completed the soul hook and accumulated another merit.

The orangutan naturally saw it, and was a little happy in his heart, and looked at the people at the table for a while, and said to himself:

"There are really a few good seedlings."

"Your evil is getting worse day by day, and the time is almost up."

As if sensing something, the orangutan suddenly looked up.

saw a thin pipe emerge from the void and plunge it into the middle-aged man's body.

"Hahahaha, you're late!"

The orangutan laughed and gestured his middle finger at the pipe, then shook his body and slowly disappeared through the wall.

……

Beyond a huge door.

"Mr. Xiao Wu, please draw cards."

A beautiful woman stood in front of the door and said with a smile.

She has a thick stack of cards in her hand.

"What card is this? Why draw cards? Wu Xiaode asked.

"Your strength has been recognized by the masters of the Paradise, and you are about to gain the authority to control life and death, and you will also be a member of the Paradise in the future."

"By drawing cards, you'll get your place in the park, that's the rule." The woman said.

"What if I don't want to be a member of Paradise?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"You don't have to—you should know that once you join the park, you'll be able to enjoy true eternal privilege."

The woman continued: "Each of your reincarnations will be arranged for you, and you will forever belong to the ruling class, and you will always be surrounded by glory and wealth, and the joy of the world. ”

"But if you insist on being the enemy of Paradise, you are the enemy of the force of the whole world."

"In that case, you'll die sooner or later."

"When you're dead, there's nothing."

"You have no autonomy over what you will be told to do in the next life."

"So draw cards, please."

"—This is your only chance to change your fate, please cherish it."

Wu Xiaode sighed and said, "Let me see what cards are there." ”

He twitched casually.

A black and white clown card appeared in his hand.

"Congratulations, you'll get the nickname 'Joker' and henceforth be able to walk and exist in the park." The woman said.

She turned into a cloud of light and faded away.

The card spread out with a "bang", turned into a clown costume, and directly covered Wu Xiaode's body.

Colorful patterns also appeared on his face.

Clown!

His identity in the park turned out to be a clown!

Boom Boom –

The huge door finally opened.

Bursts of cheers and cheers rang out from the door.

Behind the door was a huge dance floor, next to which were long tables and bars.

It seems that a party is going on -

The people in the paradise dressed in various costumes cheered at Wu Xiaode, clapping their hands continuously.

A man in a black tuxedo stepped forward and laughed at Wu Xiaode:

"Welcome! Clown! ”

"From today onwards, you are one of us!"

"But you must be faithful to your duties as a clown, and do something in Paradise that will make us all happy."

"You are?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"The card I drew was 'Capitalist,' so I had to work hard to make money, alas, every day is actually very hard." The man sighed deliberately.

Wu Xiaode was silent for a while, suddenly laughed, shook his head and said:

"It's not fair, why am I a clown and you are a capitalist?"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

These laughter are full of inexplicable meanings, like countless cold-eyed clowns, full of malicious existence in their hearts.

"Well, there's really no way to do it," the man in the black tuxedo shook his head, "It's an ancient rule to draw cards, what you draw is what you want, if you don't identify with your identity, you're the enemy of the whole paradise." ”

"Mr. Clown, you alone can't stand up to the whole world."

"So settle for being a clown—"

"In this way, at least when you are reincarnated in the Nether, you can become the king of the human world."

"Understood," Wu Xiaode patted him warmly on the shoulder, "As long as you are a clown here, you can rule over others in the world." ”

"That's pretty much it, but if you do well enough, you still have room to move forward." The capitalist road.

"Can I be promoted, why?" Wu Xiaode asked with interest.

The capitalist looked left and right, stepped forward, and whispered:

"Silver clown, gold medal clown, diamond clown – in short, you'll always be a clown."

The smile in his eyes vanished, leaving only callousness and tyranny.

The laughter around them was even louder.

The big names of the park all grinned at the latest clown.

Wu Xiaode made a crying nose gesture with interest, and then leaned into the capitalist's ear and whispered:

"But it's not fair."

"How is it unfair?" The capitalist asked.

"Every single one of my stacks of cards is a clown." Wu Xiaode said.

"You must be drunk - how could that happen, every card is different." The capitalist road.

"No, I'll tell you one more thing."

Wu Xiaode looked at the crowd around him and said with a smile: "Any malice of yours is as clearly visible to me as watching a fire during the day, so I can perform something that makes everyone happy-"

Burst.

The capitalist was surprised for a moment and slowly looked down.

A spear pierced his chest from behind, piercing him through it.

Carrying the spear was a strong man dressed as a shield guard.

"Why is it that I do all the rebellions in the world, but you, a damn capitalist, can sit here and do nothing and make all the benefits?"

The strong man said indignantly.

Silent.

In the park, all the big people who originally watched the jokes were stunned.

The corners of Wu Xiaode's mouth curled, revealing two rows of white teeth, touched them lightly, and suddenly opened his mouth and burst into laughter:

"You think I'm here to join?"

"Nope."

"Parasites riding on other people's bodies, I'm here to kill you!"

Boom –

Endless black lines appeared on him.

The state of evil spirits "turning into demons"!

As the lord of evil spirits, Wu Xiaode could have manipulated the evil thoughts of all beings in the world!

He also saw it completely-

These people have actually mastered a certain technology on the technological side, and they can even control soul reincarnation!

But their own spirituality, soul power, and will have long since decayed!

So—

Whenever they have an evil thought in their hearts, they can't escape their own control!

Wu Xiaode walked towards the dance floor step by step, took a glass of wine, and said loudly while dancing at will:

"The park is closing today!"

"Let's all die!"

A magnificent mechanical and electronic sound suddenly resounded throughout the park:

"Eight hundred thousand beings are being sacrificed to summon the Holy Demon Lord of Purgatory, please persevere."

It's AI!

At the same time—

Wu Xiaode's ears also sounded Nanli's voice:

"The other party has summoned an off-field force, Xiao Wu, you can also summon an off-field existence-"

"The opponent will be summoned in the form of cards and then go to war."

"The person you summon must be already on the battlefield!"

Must already be on the battlefield?

Wu Xiaode did not hesitate to speak: "Call him - come immediately!" ”

The voice did not fall.

A huge summoning array suddenly appeared in the square opposite.

The Infernal Monster with its dark horns and huge sulfur wings is slowly crawling out of the sacrificial circle.

It saw Wu Xiaode at a glance.

"It's just a clown, and he's actually calling me."

The monster roared and pulled out a huge black light blade from the ground, and slashed at Wu Xiaode.

While!

A metal clash resounded throughout the audience.

I saw that the giant blade was blocked by a palm-sized card.

It's a colorful card with a playful clown.

Wu Xiaode was stunned.

It was Liu Ping who was clearly calling.

Why did he turn into a clown card?

Boom.

The cards spread out and turned into Liu Ping, holding a long knife engraved with the word "Prison Town", holding the giant blade of the demon lord opposite.

Just listen to him lazily say:

"Actually, you've forgotten one thing."

"It's true that a lonely clown can only be amused by you, but Xiao Wu is not alone."

"When I, the clown, get together with him—"

"We are the king!"