This Nima, one by one, is the same as the real thing.

Chen Mo looked around blankly.

"Cubs! You actually want to yin me?! ”

The speaker was a man in a black tuxedo and a half-height silk top hat.

However, the man's face is painted with red, yellow and white oil paint, painting the appearance of a "clown" with the corners of his mouth upturned on both sides, but this absurd and ridiculous dress looks quite harmonious in this painting style, not abrupt at all.

Octopus Head greeted the clown with ease, then moved a chair and sat down next to him, watching with relish.

The clown is playing the "chicken" mobile game that has been very popular recently, and has entered the finals.

The clown is playing very nervously, with a pair of eyes staring at the phone screen.

Chen Mo also leaned his head over very curiously.

The next moment, Chen Mo saw that the clown shot one by one, the gun shot his head, and a submachine gun was played with as a shotgun, like a god descending from heaven!

The rest of the enemies were all wiped out by the clown alone.

"Grass! Thirty-one kills and eats chicken! MD, who else! Who else!

This clown is like a patient who is not saved in the late stage of middle and second disease, and he shouts at the ceiling domineeringly.

The head of the octopus clapped his hands on the side, "Awesome, boss, take me next time!" ”

"If you don't bring it, you're a rookie, and it's only going to drag me down." The clown waved his hand.

"Eh, Typhon, you're here, come on, let's have a fight."

"Huh? Why me? Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

"I've always been very optimistic about you, I always feel that every time you play a game, you look like a desert tyrant in your eyes, an out-and-out tyrant, only people like you are worthy of being my teammates, nonsense, you can't come!"

The corners of Chen Mo's eyes twitched slightly, and he resisted the urge to pick out the three halls and six rooms with his toes.

You can get sick, but please don't pull me ....

"Uh, no." Chen Mo waved his hand and refused.

"Cut, ruined, boring!" The clown didn't care about the two of them at all, and actually opened another game.

In addition to the clown, there are four people in the room.

One of them wore a top hat wide enough to cover his entire face, holding a stack of yellowed and old newspapers in both hands, reading in the dim light, and even when he was sitting, he was almost head level with Chen Mo.

What a tall woman....

Chen Mo turned his head sideways to see that the other person was much more normal.

It wears a well-fitting suit. It's just that his figure is tall and thin, and his eyes are glowing with scarlet, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression. Coupled with that pale face with nothing but eyes, if it suddenly appeared in the middle of the night, I am afraid that even adults would be frightened and scurry.

In addition to this, there is a red-eyed crow, as well as a beautiful woman.

The woman's posture was quite good, wearing slim cropped pants to outline the rounded curves of the two long legs to the fullest, and her round buttocks were full and straight.

A small black vest with an off-the-shoulder T-shirt is simple and has a hint of royal sister temptation.

Coupled with her cold and arrogant dusty temperament that does not eat fireworks in the world, this appearance is indeed very capable of fighting.

However, except for this one, no one else is normal, this is really into the den of thieves...

There are no normal people in these two people, right?

Winter! Winter! Winter!

The earth suddenly trembled rhythmically, and something behemoth was coming from outside, Chen Mo only felt an inexplicable pressure coming.

He knows that this is the feeling of oppression that only high-level players have.

Immediately after, the wooden door was pushed open, and a big black fat man walked in from the outside.

He holds a giant Turkish ice cream in his left hand, a mechanical prosthetic limb mounted on his right hand, and the top of his head is covered with eyes, which would definitely make him sick if he were a person with a dense phobia.

Before Chen Mo could speak, he felt the indifferent killing intent emanating from the clown.

"Black fat man, I'm grassing your uncle, I'm on the top here, let you walk lightly, don't you have long ears!"

The next moment, the black fat man didn't have time to argue, and saw the clown put down his mobile phone, took three steps and made two steps, and kicked the black fat man to the ground.

Out of the corner of Chen Mo's eye, he caught a glimpse of the clown's mobile phone turning gray.

Forehead.....

Is the temperament so big?

I saw that the clown took out a long steel knife directly from his mouth and stuck it in the neck of the black fat man.

Chen Mo's Tong Kong shrank suddenly, I'm Nima, so ruthless?

The next moment, the clown pulled the steel knife out of the black fat man's neck, and the black blood stained the blade of the steel knife red, and Chen Mo was numb in this scene.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

"It's just a game, as for no!"

The fat black man clutched his neck and let out a muffled snort.

This process is long to say, but in fact it is very simple, that is, the black fat man disturbed the clown to play the game, and the clown directly wiped the black fat man's neck with a knife, it's as simple as that....

Chen Mo leaned on the seat, wanting to touch a cigarette to calm down, but found that there seemed to be no cigarette on his body, and he himself did not smoke.

The only thing he was thinking about now was how he was supposed to get out of this space.

It stands to reason that it's okay to take off the [Snake Face]?

After thinking about it, Chen Mo still resisted this dangerous thought, in case the other party found out that it was not Typhon himself who came, and he did not leave this space, it would be embarrassing.

"Joker, for the sake of a game, not to."

An old voice appeared, instantly plunging the somewhat noisy venue into silence.

"Don't worry, I'm measured, this thing can't die, black fat man, don't pretend to be dead." The clown sneered at the fat black man who fell to the ground.

The next moment, under Chen Mo's shocked gaze, the wound on the black fat man's neck healed quickly, but it only took a few seconds to recover as before.

"I'm Nima, and this isn't dead?"

At this time, the red-eyed crow suddenly sneered: "Clown, your personality is becoming more and more alienated, if you continue like this, you will lose your mind sooner or later." ”

"Professor, I don't need you to remind me of this kind of thing." The clown waved his hand and said no more.

Professor?

Chen Mo always felt that he had heard this name somewhere.

At this time, the octopus head leaned next to Chen Mo and said: "Oh, the clown's temper is really bad, but it's not casual, it's okay at any other time, but if you make her unhappy in the game, it's different." ”

Chen Mo took a deep breath and nodded.

In fact, judging from the power and speed of the clown's burst just now, this clown is at least a player above level six, and it is a huge threat to ordinary people wherever he puts it.

Especially this extreme character, it is almost to catch and kill whom.

Chen Mo glanced around, these monsters didn't look very easy to kill....

"The clown and the black fat man, obviously much higher than me, pass for the time being." Chen Mo secretly crossed them in his heart.