The world of beauty drama begins with the surrender of Jason

Chapter 273 The clown party?

"His grandma's, what is this? Is it a street clown party?"

A ray of silver light danced like a dragon, cutting open a bunch of evil latte art balls. Zhu Mingyao jumped off a roof, twisted to avoid the two darts, and couldn't help but complain.

Now that he knew that this group of monsters had the collective code name "Circus of Horror", he was naturally mentally prepared to meet the poster characters among them.

[Circus] Well, which position is missing, and clowns can’t be missing?

But the number is too much, right? Are you still competing for jobs?

Not far away from him, three grotesque clowns dressed in different costumes, each holding a long balloon, a pump and a multi-tube trumpet, were surrounding several young people who came out to have fun at night and started killing them.

Seeing someone disrupting the situation, two clowns, one fat and one skinny, turned their guns and attacked with evil smiles.

The fat enemy's chest trembled, and he blew the multi-tube trumpet with all his strength. More than a dozen silk ribbons rushed out with a dizzying magic sound. They seemed to be soft and harmless humans and animals, but they suddenly flew forward when they flew close. With a flicker, it turned into vicious triangular-headed venomous snakes that looked into the sky and ate them!

The thin one was hiding cunningly behind him. His slender fingers swayed and twisted the long white balloon he was holding into a bow.

And as it moved, weird psychic waves rippled, and a huge force suddenly emerged, as if an invisible big hand tightly grabbed Zhu Mingyao, trying to twist him into a bow!

Several raids were overt and covert, ferocious and weird, and they were vaguely coordinated with each other, revealing the considerable intelligence of these monsters. Ordinary extraordinary beings and exorcists would be turned over and slaughtered on the spot if they met.

But the people coming now are not something they can deal with with just a little trick.

Zhu Mingyao just snorted coldly, and the curse of borrowing objects suddenly backfired, and the long balloon exploded together with the clown's thin fingers.

Immediately afterwards, a whirlwind of flames suddenly rose up, rolling back the colorful silk snake, turning it into a blazing red snake, wrapping around the two clowns, causing them to rush around and scream strangely.

The sword light flashed like a rainbow, and two "human" heads flew up. Before they landed, they were burned to ashes by real fire.

Two companions were shot to death, but the tall clown who led them didn't care. He continued to mind his own business and killed a group of young people.

A string of flying knives appeared out of thin air, and just after tying a hippie's cockscomb head into a peacock's tail, the clown flicked the toy pump in his hand back, and punched it into the mouth of the black girl who was stepping on him, scaring the latter into incoherence. The shouts were blocked back.

After the white gloves were pushed and pulled, an afterimage appeared. In an instant, the woman's body swelled rapidly. Her fingers were as thick as carrots, her limbs were as swollen as elephants, and her eyes protruded outward and were bloodshot.

"Bang!" Countless human skin fragments and flesh and blood fragments rained down,

"Poof!" He grabbed it with both hands as if by magic, pulled out a thick fireworks tube from behind his buttocks, and sprayed out countless colorful confetti.

The originally soft shredded paper was now like a sharp piece of steel, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, passing through the bodies of the remaining young people, leaving riddled with holes, and long bloody threads were pulled out, leaving no trace of strength. Rest, like a storm, it was heading towards Zhu Mingyao.

While Laojun was chanting the divine mantra, a piece of clear light fell down, beating the shredded paper back to its original soft shape, but in the end it was too late to save the victims.

After jumping twice at the scene of the tragic massacre, the clown raised the corners of his mouth with both fingers and made a grimace towards Zhu Mingyao, making a provocative expression.

"You're so proud, you brainless beast, look at what's on the ground!"

Amidst the sneers, the corpses of many innocent pedestrians turned into broken yellow paper figures. Thousands of cinnabar sigils painted on them suddenly flew up and merged with each other into a large red orb. When pressed down, the last clown turned into a clown in an instant. A puddle of meat.

After dispelling the concealing illusion and setting up protective formations for the survivors, Zhu Mingyao leaped forward and ran quickly towards the place where the other screams were coming from. He was just in a hurry to save people, but he didn't notice that an inexplicable aura rose from the clown's remains and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, boss, we have detected many intense negative energy fluctuations. Do you need support there?" Miss Druid's nervous voice came from the communicator.

"No, you need to guard the alchemy equipment and try to capture the space fluctuations. Since the enemy has appeared, it means that there is an entrance to the lair here. Try to identify its specific location!"

Zhu Mingyao's mind was spinning rapidly, and there were different levels of secret realms. Judging from various signs, the space-based item in the enemy's hand was obviously still far from the legendary cave-like magic weapon that could be carried around everywhere. Here, if I can barely describe it, it can only be regarded as some kind of movable spirit realm of ghosts, gods and earth.

And in this case, based on relevant knowledge, its mobility will not be too high!

At least the number of entrances is limited, and once set up, it is difficult to move easily except for cancellation. These two rules can be determined.

Otherwise, on that night, the enemy could just open the portal next to him, so there would be no need to run for his life and escape to the sewer entrance with a narrow escape.

Dodging a sharp playing card and flying knife, the sword light was as dexterous as a swimming dragon, penetrating into a night convenience store on the street, bypassing several customers who were taken hostage, and turning the clown hiding behind into bonus points. Mingyao frowned secretly.

My group had just arrived, and before they could find out any clues, these monsters jumped out and launched an attack. It was really hard to understand, and there was one more thing...

The Five Elements Ghost Soldiers stirred up the evil wind and killed the evil clown hiding in various corners of the town.

...Why didn't these guys run away when they were discovered? Why did they put on a tight defensive posture? Do you really think you can confront the authorities head-on and become the king?

Could it be that the enemy had any deeper meaning in setting the entrance in Miles City?

Zhu Mingyao thought for a long time, but couldn't find a reasonable explanation, so he simply put aside his doubts.

who cares! He touched a golden anchor-shaped magic weapon in his arms. As long as he found the entrance to the opponent's lair and threw the space anchor made by the official alchemist master into position, the subsequent problems would be solved.

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The serious racial problems in the Commonwealth have long been an open secret. As a gathering area for people of color, the public welfare of the New Orleans area is naturally not much better.

Just like the small public hospitals in the towns here, after the last batch of medical staff left, they were abandoned for more than ten years without anyone taking care of them.

But tonight, the hospital basement was brightly lit as it had not been for a long time, and it had even been renovated.

The walls covered with cotton flannel to prevent self-mutilation, the iron bed with strong buckles, large bottles of sedatives, thick and long needles, and tangled restraints clearly made it look like a mental hospital.

"Oh my, my poor trainee clowns died miserably. It seems that the lackeys of the Federation have found a good helper..."

Sensing that the conquered "worker bees" were being eliminated one by one, a sharp and funny voice sighed.

　I’ll update one chapter first, the second chapter will be updated at 1 o’clock

　　

　

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