The clown slowly opened his eyes, the bright sunlight was a little dazzling, and he half-squinted, looking around.

"Is this hell?" he asked.

In his heart, and even in his consciousness all along, after he died, he would definitely go to hell, because his hands were stained with blood, even if it was the blood of the wicked, it was blood, a life.

"You're finally awake, woo-woo-woo-woo," Shirley threw herself on top of the Joker, howling and crying.

In just two days, she was worried about the clown all the time, she didn't sleep at all, her nerves were always in a tense state, and she was much haggard.

The clown has several injuries on his body, and he was hugged by Shirley and gasped...

The general watched his face gradually turn from red to white, smiled slightly, and said, "Shirley, don't worry, he can't die, he will always be with you, but you are now..."

Shirley immediately realized something, quickly sat up straight, and looked at the clown apologetically.

The clown glanced at Shirley helplessly, but he also knew in his heart that it was the excitement of crying with joy.

During this time of coma, Shirley must have been very worried about herself.

"How's it going, are you feeling better?" pulled Mamoru over a chair and sat down on the side of the Joker's bed.

He looked at the clown's blue eyes, these eyes were really good-looking, obviously a handsome guy, he had to dress himself up as a clown.

Because the clown is of mixed race from both countries, he has a pair of white and blue eyes and pale yellow hair.

"It's okay, I feel like I've been closed from the ghost door. Although the clown didn't say words of thanks, his tone and eyes all showed his gratitude for life and death.

Between real brothers, there is never a need to say "thank you", and even squeezing you, everything will be expressed with actions.

"You are a wicked person, Lord Yama doesn't like to accept it, one day the province will get excited, and then blow up hell. The shogun actually made a joke.

The clown was happy, and the rest of the people looked at the back of the general in disbelief, as if they had discovered a new world.

Liu Banxian looked stunned, and said in his heart, Boss, what about your seriousness and seriousness?

"When will he be discharged from the hospital?" the general shou turned his head to look at Liu Banxian.

"A cultivator, the recovery speed is dozens of times that of ordinary people, ordinary people are so seriously injured, they will definitely die, even if they are rescued, it will take at least a few months to regain consciousness, but he only used two days, I estimate that one more day, walking, drinking water and eating, it will not be a problem, and the rest will have to observe the world for a while. Liu Banxian said.

Because a cultivator has an inner pill in his body, which contains the aura of heaven and earth, the recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary people, although it is difficult for the clown to cultivate well, but after all, he is also a person in the Xuanwu stage, and the inner pill is still there.

"Okay, it's good to be able to walk on the ground, starting tomorrow, it's the prelude to the Black Killing Alliance!"

The clown also reacted at this time, he was here intact, didn't the Black Killing Alliance set up eyeliner in this hospital?

This is absolutely impossible, the Black Killing Alliance knows that they are seriously injured, and they will definitely find a way to come to the hospital for treatment, so the hospital must be the top priority for them to watch.

But now that he is here intact, is the Black Killing Alliance ready to let himself go?

The clown didn't believe that the general would be able to repel the Black Killing Alliance, and he didn't expect that after they sent three cars and more than thirty killers, they didn't send anyone again.

"What about the Black Killers, didn't they come?" asked the Joker, frowning.

Suzaku came over at this time and said with a big grin: "Here, as soon as we entered the hospital, we were discovered by them." ”

The clown's heart trembled violently, and he was about to sit up, looking like he was facing a great enemy, pulling the wounds on his body, and grinning in pain.

"Don't worry, brother, they're standing guard for us downstairs. Shomori smiled.

"What, stand guard for us?" exclaimed the clown in disbelief.

"Hehe, don't worry, the boss took Baihu and Li Zhiyong to capture more than thirty of their killers. Liu Banxian also said at this time.

"I killed more than a dozen people by myself!" Li Zhiyong did not forget to show his merits.

"Killers, ordinary killers, are there no cultivators?" the clown wondered.

"No, they are all ordinary people, and I wanted to bring them in, but two days have passed, and no one else has come. Shomori said.

The clown's eyes were full of doubts, and his mouth kept muttering: "How can this be, how can this be, is it..."

His eyes lit up suddenly, and he said to Shirley: "You hurry up to the ruins of the manor, there is a box buried in the ground of the circus tent, go and get it for me." ”

Shirley was stunned, not understanding what was happening.

Jiang Shou and Liu Banxian glanced at each other, and instantly understood in their hearts that it seemed that the Black Killing Alliance was attacking the blood wolf, not to fight for what the killer world was, the boss of Tata City, but for something.

"Let Suzaku and White Tiger accompany you. Shomori said.

Shirley came back to her senses, nodded, and ran towards the door with the white tiger and the Suzaku.

The Joker cast a grateful glance at the general, after all, the situation outside is still unclear, and he is also worried about Shirley's safety, if he is caught by the Black Killing Alliance halfway, it will be more than worth the loss.

Liu Banxian took a step towards the bedside, wanting to ask what it was that could make a small gang like the Black Killing Alliance attack the blood wolf.

But the arm was gently tugged, and when he looked at it, he shook his head and signaled not to ask.

Liu Banxian suppressed his curiosity and stopped talking.

And the clown looked anxious, it seemed that that thing was very important to him, otherwise he would not have let Shirley venture out to help him find it.

The Joker's manor wasn't too far from here, and a few people took a car and came back in less than an hour.

"How's that, is there?" asked the Joker as soon as Shirley entered the room.

Shirley spread her hands and shook her head helplessly.

Suzaku and White Tiger also entered the ward and said, "There is nothing left, the grass and stone bricks there have been turned over, and the cabinets, floors, and walls of the house have been smashed or pried open. What you said was probably taken away by the people of the Black Killing Alliance. They also searched carefully enough, and every corner of the manor, even a kilometer of ground outside the manor, was turned over. ”

The clown's face sank, and he lay heavily on the pillow of the hospital bed, with an extremely lost expression.

Suzaku has no heart or lungs, so he often speaks out and asks directly: "What is it that makes the Black Killing Alliance search so hard? I look at your expression, it seems to be very important to you, right?"

The clown glanced at Suzaku, shook his head, and didn't speak, but his face was very ugly.

Shomori gave Suzaku a look and motioned for her not to continue asking.

Then, he comforted: "Brother, don't worry, no matter what you lose, as long as it is taken by the Black Killing Alliance, I will definitely find it back for you." “

The clown raised his head, looked at the general's eyes full of mist, and slowly spit out two words: "Brother!"