The Circus Hotel is a relatively famous alternative hotel in Xinxiang. The style of the hotel is like a huge circus. The front desk is full of monkeys and parrots. All the waiters and men are made into clowns, while all the women are made into fortune tellers.

At the same time, this hotel welcomes dining staff to bring their own pets. All pets will be supervised by special beast trainers to help them keep them under control, so that they will not affect the guests' dining.

The most important thing is that when dining here, sitting in the hall is better than sitting in a private room, because there are two tricks in the hall that can be seen: magical delivery and high-altitude delivery.

Magical delivery of dishes means that the magician blocks the napkin in front of you, and then pulls it hard, and the dishes will appear on the table.

The delivery of food at high altitude is the action of the delivery staff hanging down from the sky, putting the food on the table and then bounced back directly.

Many people come here to eat just to watch such performances.

Today, in a private room at the Circus Hotel, a man who lost his hands was waiting anxiously. His arm had not been treated yet, and blood was dripping from the bandage he had forcibly tied up, but he ignored this and tried hard to make himself sit firmly.

"You are finally willing to come back." A voice rang behind the man.

The man jumped up from the chair when he heard this, and at some point a clown appeared behind him. The clown had green hair, thick oil painted on his face, and his black and gray lips were painted behind his ears, revealing his snow-white teeth.

"Didn't you say you would never go into my hotel again? Why did you come today? Did you cause trouble again? Your hand is broken and it feels very artistic. Should you be a clown without arms like me?"

As soon as he saw the clown, the man didn't care about the clown's sarcasm and knelt down directly, "Dad, save me, someone wants to kill me."

"Oh hoho, then I'm really happy. If you die, I'll have a Latin dance on your grave. I'm doing a good job." The clown blinked at the man.

"Dad, what they want to deal with is not me, it's you. I just bumped into someone on the street. Before the police came to the door, a superhero came. What does this mean? It means that hitting someone is just an excuse. They are trying to leave a mark on me. Have you seen it? My hands are the warning they gave you, and their target is you."

"You didn't say it, how could they know me? I think that person didn't communicate with you in the end. Look at this hand, I can imagine the situation at that time. He must have wanted to kill you. Thinking about it later, I'm a just person, just cut off your hands.

Did he leave anything? He asked you to come to me? It must be that you should not drive again after you don’t know how to drive. This is a good thing. You still have legs, come here to ride a unicycle." The clown laughed.

"But they came to me and cut my hands. I can prove that they used extraordinary abilities. The man could release a shark from his fingertips. After biting my hands off, I saw with my own eyes that all the meat on his arms was bitten and eaten." The man shouted loudly. If his hands were still there, he would definitely wave his hands to strengthen his tone.

"So what?" The clown still didn't care. "I'm just a happy clown, opening a unique store. My business is pretty good, and no one comes to ruin my life."

Seeing that the clown was not caring about himself, the man was furious, and he stood up, "Do you think I don't know what you are doing? If you don't help me, I will go to the Holy Blood Council and find those superheroes. I want to tell them that there is a ruin of an alien spacecraft underground in the Circus Hotel. You have been studying the technology inside. You are a lunatic."

"Okay okay, I didn't expect that you hadn't seen each other for a few years and you actually knew so much. So how do you want me to help you?" He said when the man threatened him, the clown said in a different tone.

"I know what you are studying. Help me fix my hands and kill that guy. Didn't I just hit someone? Why do I suffer such a crime? Help my dad? Didn't you tell me to help you? As long as you help me kill that guy, I will come and help you do things."

"Okay, I'm so happy that you're willing to help me. I'm going to take care of this matter. Who can I help you if I don't help you?!"

As the clown spoke, he approached the man, stretched out his hands and grabbed the man's head when the man was not paying attention, and twisted his neck with a smile.

Looking at the man's body on the ground, the clown pulled out a hand towel from somewhere and gently wiped his hands there.

At this time the door of the box opened and two clowns came in from outside. The two clowns looked similar in dress, but one said ‘SR’ on their left faces and the other said ‘R’.

After the two clowns came in, the clown in the box said, "Dispose this and arrange another son for me. This time, I don't have such a bullshit financial expert. They have no moral values ​​at all. How can they not be hit by the family members of the person who was hit? They also want to come over to ask me for help. Do you think he is very bad?

I must not want such a dirty son. I must have an upright and righteous person. I can stand out in the future, right? Let's do this, find a tabloid reporter who is willing to report big news, and have the kind of heart to uphold justice. That's it. You guys find me a son according to this standard."

The two clowns nodded and didn't say much. As soon as they bent down, they carried one of the man's legs and dragged the man's body out. The man's body was dragged a few steps, and the gauze that had been wrapped around their arms was dragged off for a while. The crimson blood dragged two terrifying blood on the ground.

The clown was left alone sitting in the private room thinking about things, which was strange to say. Although the clown was thinking, the expression on his face kept changing, as if he was laughing wildly there, and as if he was crying there.

After a long time, the clown stood up and said, "Is the Holy Blood Council really going to be over? Why can even a cat and a dog jump out and slap in Xinxiang in the face? Wayne's control is not good!

It seems that I want to find Wayne. If he can't control Xinxiang, it's time for me to play."
Chapter completed!