Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Circus on the Other Side (31)

Yuan Qingli turned around, it was Lu Bo and the others.

The dim light made their faces even pale, and their whole bodies were unstoppable, and they had obviously experienced incredible pain.

"Are you alright?"

Lu Xingyun hugged Bo Zijin, and his words were all trembling.

After the three of them ran away, he still had to look for the road idiot, and the experience in the middle can be described as sad.

Yuan Qingli shook her head.

"Hehe," Lu Xingyun smiled bitterly, "I was cut out of my liver just now to make skewers, and it was quite fragrant." What about you? ”

"Thigh barbecue." Bo Zijin cherishes words like gold.

He has always been full of energy, and he has a hard time talking.

"Brain hot pot."

"This person is still a gourmet, and the hot pot barbecue oden is all ready." Lu Xingyun rarely had the heart to joke, and his lazy tone was bitter.

The three of them stood and inhaled the aroma, like three addicts.

"Let's go."

Severe pain comes and goes quickly, but the pain in my heart is estimated to become a nightmare for a lifetime.

……

In the mottled corner of the garden, a figure with big eyes and wide sleeves is the orange clown I met earlier.

The orange clown's chest was a little more red.

Yuan Qingli and the three of them did not step forward immediately.

First of all, I experienced a night application incident.

Yuan Qingli understands that although these clowns are not top villains, it does not mean that they are good.

The line between bad and evil is difficult to define.

The orange clown blinked slowly at the sight of the indifferent face trio, revealing a smile that he considered kind.

The corners of the mouth outlined by red oil paint grin all the way to the root of the ear, even such a light smile is doubly treacherous.

"Hello."

His throat felt like it had been cut by a knife, and his voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Yuan Qingli opened the note in his hand and squinted.

There are still precautions.

"I gave it to you." The orange clown nodded and took two steps forward.

As soon as he got closer, the smell of blood on his chest became stronger and penetrated the noses of several people.

There was a throbbing pain in his chest. The orange clown gasped heavily, relieving a few times, less painful.

The constricted brow slowly loosened.

It wasn't loud, but it was loud enough for them to hear clearly.

"You can trust me, I'm on the tourists' side. Or rather, all of our red clowns are on the tourist's side. ”

"Red? You're orange. "Bo Zijin is tall and has the shadow of a clown, giving people a strong sense of oppression.

"I'm red."

The orange clown's voice fell, and he made an unexpected move!

He reached out and lifted the "leather coat" from his chest, then gritted his teeth and tore it.

Through the dim light, the three of them were a little strange, how to start undressing from their chests, and it was still so painful.

With the sound of cracking, the blood was dripping and ticking to the ground.

The heavy smell of blood stained the air red.

He even put his skin ......

Tear it off!

Revealing a red body!

The three people on the other side stared in surprise.

It's bloody, it's scary!

They always thought that these clowns were wearing different colors of overalls, but they didn't expect these clothes to be the main body.

Soon, the clown endured the pain and put the skin back on.

He paused, and his eyes fell on Yuan Qingli: "If you are unwell, you must go to the red clown for help as soon as possible." ”

Yuan Qingli recalled that the people she saw in the service hall were not red clowns.

Probably because I saw a large area of orange, yellow, green and other six rainbow color clowns.

So subconsciously thought that red was also ......

The human subconscious is really scary.

She didn't even notice the strangeness just now!

"Why?" The clown's appearance of trying his best to endure the pain, Lu Xingyun was a little admired.

"I say that, maybe you can understand it better."

The orange clown said, "Because of the danger, we red clowns will disguise themselves in other colors." From beginning to end, we are on the side of the tourists, and I will not harm you. However, there is something unknown that prevents us from helping you, and if discovered, our fate will be ...... It's miserable. ”

Painful memories spread across the clown's face, and it was clear that his companions had been horrifically tortured.

"Trust me."

Even though the clown's tone was a little pleading, everyone was still skeptical.