Maybe I can't have a normal youth

Chapter 247 Let's Play a Game

Zhao Bai'an still ran towards the door as before, and she saw a bright light slowly projected in from where her eyes could reach, expanding bit by bit.

A glimmer of hope flashed in her heart, she thought she was going to escape from this nightmare, that she was going to leave this house.

Unexpectedly, as if she was playing a copy-and-paste game, she returned to the small room just now, but this time the scene she saw was different from before.

The woman from just now had already woken up, staring at the clown angrily with her big blood-red eyes in horror.Even so, her eyes still contain beauty.

But the clown didn't feel any dissatisfaction or displeasure with the woman's eyes, instead he seemed to enjoy it very much.

The woman questioned the clown in an extremely weak voice: "What do you want!"

The clown found a stool in the room, sat down slowly, and responded to the woman with a look of enjoyment: "Do you know why I didn't kill you directly? Because I think panic can make the eyes bigger and more prominent, and your eyes are so beautiful It’s so beautiful that it’s so far away from your dirty body. I think this shows the beauty of the eyes even more, and the protruding eyeballs seem to be more out of your own.”

The clown's answer was a bit inexplicable, and it could even be said to make people feel a sense of being molested, but this is no longer a concern of women in this state.

The woman didn't have any further entanglements with the clown, she said the question that concerned her most: "What can I do to let you go?"

The clown didn't answer directly, but looked at the woman and responded with a smile: "Why don't we play a game?"

The woman's eyes widened, and at this moment, the clown seemed even more excited.He smiled and clapped his hands, very happy: "Okay, wait a minute, the more you do this, I can get a pair of more beautiful eyes."

After finishing speaking, the clown started to get busy under the woman's feet. He picked up some building blocks and placed them under the woman's feet. After overlapping several layers, he said to the woman: "I will put the rope down slowly in a while, If you can step on this building block without falling, I will put you down from it, okay?"

After finishing speaking, there were bursts of ridicule: "Hahahaha! Ouch! Hahahahaha!"

The woman cursed: "You pervert, you murderer, you will have to die, you will have retribution!"

The clown was still in the same calm posture just now, but started to dance beside him. At this time, Zhao Bai'an miraculously thought of a kind of whispering music in his ears.

Listening to this music, Zhao Bai'an felt a very familiar feeling in her heart, but she couldn't remember when she heard this music.

It's just that the tune of this music and the words in the music are very different, which is why Zhao Bai'an was so impressed.

As the music gradually came to an end, the clown really turned his head and walked towards the hemp rope unhurriedly. He stretched out his hand to untie the hemp rope, and then slowly let go of the rope that tied the woman.

As the other end of the rope rose, the woman approached the building blocks that the clown had placed upright on the ground little by little with her toes.

When the woman's feet were about to step on the building blocks, the clown tightened the reins violently, and he discovered something he couldn't bear.

The woman no longer made any sound, and she seemed to resign herself to her fate and closed her eyes.

The clown shouted at the woman angrily: "You are a real person! Why, why can't you cooperate!"

The woman still didn't respond, the clown aimed at a pillar next to him, tied the rope in his hand to the pillar, and approached the woman angrily.

Zhao Bai'an covered her mouth nervously and watched all this. She was not sure what would happen in the next second, and she didn't know how to face it.

She only knew one thing, and she was deeply involved in it now. Although she was a transparent person, this real scene still made her feel ups and downs, and she couldn't accept it.

Seeing the clown's every move at this moment, she began to feel nervous and afraid, feeling as if she herself was that woman.

Although Zhao Bai'an knew in his heart that she should still be transparent now, because her standing position can be said to be very conspicuous, but the clown still didn't see her.But she couldn't help being afraid in her heart, afraid that she would be exposed suddenly, and then she would have nowhere to escape.

This kind of fear spread to every nerve in her body, she couldn't help but began to tremble, and at the same time, her spirit seemed to have reached the maximum limit of endurance.

At this moment, Zhao Bai'an tasted the feeling of wandering on the verge of collapse again.

Like a woman, she also quietly closed her eyes, hoping to escape from all the troubles, but in the end, all of this was of course self-deception.

The woman's screams lingered in her ears one after another: "Ah... ah... ah..."

Zhao Bai'an's mind was even more disturbed by this sound, and she was forced to open her eyes helplessly.

In the end, the clown was holding a bright knife in his hand, a familiar knife, and kept drawing horizontal lines on the woman's body. The woman with her hands bound had no choice but to scream and resist weakly.

At the same time, blood kept pouring out from the woman's body. After several times of the same operation, the woman's skin became torn and bloody in an instant, and all the clothes on her body were soaked and turned blood-black.

The eyes were filled with blood, Zhao Bai'an couldn't bear it and wanted to yell, but just when she was about to lose control, she quickly covered her lips with her hands.

At this time, she suddenly realized that the clown turned his head abruptly.

Zhao Bai'an felt that her whole heart was immediately in her throat, she couldn't help it, but she was extremely restrained, and retreated a little bit.

When Zhao Bai'an arrived at the door, the clown slowly turned his head to the woman again, his expression remained the same as before, without any change.

Zhao Bai'an was a little confused, so when she was secretly guessing whether she was exposed, the woman suddenly opened her bloodless lips slightly: "I beg you, I beg you Mr. Clown, don't kill me... don't kill me... ...What kind of children do you like? I have them here, I have them all! Give it to you for free, give it to you! Five? Ten? One hundred!"

The clown put away the laughing face just now, and became extremely serious.Although with his makeup, it feels awkward no matter how you look at it, but Zhao Bai'an feels that it is much better than before.

The clown seemed a little displeased, but he still seemed happy: "Child? Oh, by the way, your false child, I will let her have a good home, a good home that belongs to her... And you, tsk tsk, still Disappearing is better for everyone."

Although Zhao Bai'an was a little dazed, the woman seemed to understand, she shouted hysterically, and at the same time the pupils of her eyes began to dilate: "No!"

At this moment, the clown suddenly raised his hands again and plunged the sharp knife into the woman's heart, and the woman stopped all struggle and resistance in an instant.

The clown turned around and picked up a few small thin knives that had been placed aside, carefully gouged out the woman's eyes.

(End of this chapter)