I feed on gods.

Chapter 823 The big one is coming, and the number of people is reduced again!
The room suddenly became quiet.

The clown's sudden death left everyone confused, and then they felt a strong sense of uneasiness and tension, because based on past experience, the probability of the rules polluting and disappearing was extremely small.

So the death of the clown salesman does not mean the end of pollution, but rather it means that this time it will be even more terrifying.

Another clown salesman walked to his colleague's body, bent down, picked up the revolver in his hand, wiped it with a handkerchief, reloaded a bullet into it, and then handed it to Pan Junjie and his team.

"It's your turn!"

The clown salesman looked calm, but everyone knew that if they didn't agree, he would definitely turn hostile in the next second.

"Wu Ze, you lose, come on!"

Pan Junjie urged.

Wu Ze is a 28-year-old young man who entered this circle because of his uncle.

He never thought about becoming a dragon level or a savior to save the world. He only wanted to become rich and powerful.

Because this line of work makes money quickly!

Wu Ze stretched out his hand, trembling, but when he touched the revolver, he retracted his hand as if he had been electrocuted.

"Hurry up!"

Pan Junjie's patience was running out. He was worried that if he continued to waste time, the clown salesman would lose his patience, and that would affect all of them. "Wu Ze, I admit defeat!"

"Don't be a coward!"

"Are you still not a man?"

"hurry up!"

Others were also urging.

Wu Ze swallowed and took the revolver.

Although this thing is just a lump of iron, with the arm strength of the God Hunter, it certainly doesn't feel heavy. But at this moment, Wu Ze's right hand seemed to be holding a huge object weighing ten thousand pounds, and he couldn't even lift it to his temple.

"Is there...is there no other way?"

Wu Ze smiled bitterly and looked at Pan Junjie.

"no!"

Pan Junjie had a cold expression.

"Let that guy gamble his life!"

Wu Ze looked at the hoodie man who had become an idiot: "He's dead anyway, why not make use of him!"

Pan Junjie couldn't stand it anymore, so he grabbed Wu Ze's hair and pulled it down, making his face look up: "Shoot me right now, if you delay any longer, I'll kill you!"

Pan Junjie got furious and took the initiative to be the bad guy. The others also turned cold and stared at Wu Ze.

Wu Ze raised his hand and pointed the gun at his temple.

"Don't even think about killing the clown!"

Pan Junjie warned that regardless of whether this method would work, even if it did, Pan Junjie would not allow Wu Ze to do so.

Seek stability first.

If you have no other tricks, just fight!

"Are you still a man or not?"

The crowd ran on the bank.

Wu Ze was sweating profusely. He knew he couldn't escape, so he gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

Click!

The cylinder rotates, but no bullet is fired!
It was a blank shot!
call!
Wu Ze immediately breathed a sigh of relief and was ecstatic.

"I won the bet!"

"Ha ha!"

"My luck is damn good!"

Wu Ze was beaming with joy, feeling very happy.

I have survived the pollution of rules and can survive!
"Remember, I saved your lives."

Wu Ze emphasized, and after saying that, he threw the revolver to the clown salesman. If the other party was not so scary, he really wanted to yell, "Get out of here!"

The Joker caught the pistol and swiped his left hand downward, cutting the cylinder.

Swish!
The cylinder turned, and when it stopped, the clown handed the revolver to Wu Ze again.

"..."

Wu Ze was dumbfounded. What was going on?
Why do you want to do it again?
Everyone was also shocked and gasped.

Wu Ze immediately called Lin Baici to ask about the situation, but Pan Junjie had already called first.

Lin Baici's voice was heard from the phone.

"Just once!"

"You two?"

"Didn't I tell you to shoot first? If the clown salesman shoots first, then that's three times!"

"How to exempt me?"

"No, how about you try attacking that clown?"

Pan Junjie was using the hands-free mode, and Lin Baici's voice was clear, attractive, and very pleasant to listen to, but at this moment, everyone heard it as if it were bad news.

"Hold!"

"Lin Shen, if he fails to complete the task and dies directly, will the others be forced by the clown to take his place?"

"How good is this clown in fighting?"

Amidst the curses, everyone was impatiently asking for a solution.

Lin Baici can't help!
"Stop looking, shoot!"

Pan Junjie urged.

He is very angry now. Why are there so many scumbags around him?
If I were in Lin Baici's room, I would have passed the test easily by now and just sat back and watched the clouds and the wind blow.

"But it takes three times!"

Wu Ze felt uncomfortable.

He knows himself well. Even if he is the husband of the goddess of luck, it is impossible for him to win Russian roulette three times in a row, right?

How incredible is this luck?
"Do you have a choice?"

Pan Junjie sneered.

Wu Ze looked pale.

indeed,

No choice!
Because the person the Joker handed the gun to,
It's him!

Under the urging of everyone, Wu Ze took the pistol.

Just as he pointed the gun to his head and pulled the trigger, he suddenly raised his hand and aimed at the clown salesman.

Go to hell!

Wu Ze pulled the trigger!

boom!
Gunfire flashed and smoke billowed.

A bullet hit the clown between the eyebrows and went through.

Boom!
The clown fell to the ground.

Wu Ze was about to attack the third clown in a bulletproof vest, but Pan Junjie got there first and grabbed him by the collar.

"Are you fucking crazy?"

Killing the clown would surely lead to even more horrific pollution.

"let me go!"

Wu Ze roared, and if there was only one bullet in the gun, he would even want to shoot Pan Junjie.

If you have to gamble with your second life and the probability of death is too high, you might as well just kill the clown and give it a try!
"I said let me go!"

Wu Ze stared at the third clown.

Pan Junjie pushed Wu Ze out and then slammed the door.

This is to distance themselves from Wu Ze, hoping that the clown will not vent his anger on them.

Wu Ze stared at the remaining clown salesman.

The other party didn't attack him, so he didn't do anything either.

After all, it’s still unclear who will win if a fight breaks out.

So try to avoid fighting!
The clown looked at his colleague's body, turned and left, and did not continue to sell in other guest rooms.

Pan Junjie, who saw this scene through the peephole, immediately opened the door, glared at Wu Ze, and hurriedly ran towards Lin Baici.

Boom boom boom!
"God Lin, open the door, something big has happened!"

Pan Junjie banged on the door.

Not only did other people in the room follow over, but Yudan Lao, Zhong Shuman, and Takeuchi Kurano also went out and came over.

The two clown corpses are very eye-catching.

"Good!"

The fish ball guy chuckled.

He liked to work with these small fry because they would most likely not be able to handle the pollution and would attract fire.

Just like now.

According to the previous example, the clown would not leave until he had sold all the guest rooms. Now, two people have died, so he just left.

Of course, I must have gone to get some help.

"Lin Shen, what should we do now?"

Wu Ze humbly asked for advice.

"Baga, what else can we do? Of course we run away!"

Nishimura Morihara cursed, "Stupid Kyushu pig, you really can't do anything right."

"Should we move quickly before the clown arrives?"

Pan Junjie said anxiously: "If it's any later, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave!"

Yudan Lao and Takeuchi Kurano didn't say anything, but they meant the same thing.

We can't stay in this place any longer.

[It’s too late. I can’t leave! ]

"Whoever wants to leave, go ahead!"

As soon as Lin Baici said this, everyone's face changed.

"God Lin, two clowns died. The pollution will definitely get worse!"

Wu Ze panicked.

Lin Baici couldn't leave, and it was unsafe to retreat alone.

"Captain Xia, Xue Ji, and this classmate Gu, why don't you try to persuade him?"

Pan Junjie knew that his words had no weight, so he tried to save the country in a roundabout way.

"I'll listen to Xiao Linzi!"

Xia Hongyao would never act on her own.

Sangong Airi glanced at Lin Baici and smiled slightly: "I can't persuade Mr. Lin!"

Gu Qingqiu was too lazy to pay attention to Pan Junjie.

"Sangong, we are leaving, what about you?"

Takeuchi Kurano probed.

"I want to stay!"

Sannomiya Airi didn't even hesitate.

"Bai Ci..."

Zhong Shuman felt that it was dangerous to stay here, but just as she opened her mouth, Yudan Lao stopped her with a look.

"Whoever wants to leave, hurry up!"

Lin Baici ordered them to leave: "Don't disturb our rest!"

The door to the guest room was closed.

A group of people were left in the corridor to enjoy the breeze.

"Is he stupid?"

Wu Ze didn't understand and was about to go crazy: "Knowing that the monster was coming, why didn't you leave?"

"FUCK YOU!"

Veins on Pan Junjie's forehead were throbbing. If the clown hadn't died in their room, he would definitely have stayed.

Because listening to Lin Baici, it is probably correct.

I shouldn't be living with these people!
At first I just wanted to use these people as cannon fodder, but I didn't expect that they would be implicated instead.

"Fish God, let's go together?"

Invited by Pan Junjie.

"No!"

Fishball refused: "I believe in God Lin!"

Yudan Lao and Zhong Shuman returned to the room.

Pan Junjie looked at Takeuchi Kurano again and extended an invitation. The more people there were, the more cannon fodder there would be to attract firepower.

Takeuchi Kurano shook his head and took his subordinates back to the guest room.

……

"FUCK!"

Pan Junjie was unhappy. Even if this trip went smoothly, he would have to fight alone from now on.

How can this be as comfortable as hugging Lin Baici's thighs!

"Let's go quickly!"

"Don't go through the front door, jump out the window!"

"He was the one who killed the clown. Can we stay here?"

Among these people, there are also those who want to continue following Lin Baici.

"gone!"

Following Pan Junjie's words, everyone stopped hesitating and started to move.

……

"Do you think Lin Baici is too arrogant?"

Zhong Shuman lay on the bed, looking worried.

“That’s called confidence!”

Fishball man drinks coffee.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door.

Yudan Lao and Zhong Shuman felt their backs tense.
isn't it?
The clown is coming so soon?

"Fishball, Sister Zhong, it's me!"

Li Yintong called for help.

Yudan Lao hurried to open the door: "What's wrong?"

"Brother Lin asked me to give this to you!"

Li Yintong handed Yudan Lao two small medicine boxes.

The fishball guy took a look and saw that it was some kind of medicine: "What is it used for?"

"I don't know. Brother Lin said that if you can't handle the clowns, give this to them!"

The lady boss said, waving her hand: "I'm going back!"

Yudan Lao frowned. Could it be that Lin Baici had discovered some clues that he hadn't noticed?

……

Pan Junjie was also smart. He took the elevator to the third floor, then found a room and broke in.

"Follow up quickly!"

Pan Junjie walked to the window and looked outside. After making sure there was nothing unusual, he opened the window and said, "Go this way. Wu Ze, you go down first!"

"Why me?"

Wu Ze was unhappy.

"This is your own trouble!"

Pan Junjie cursed!
Wu Ze had no choice but to jump out of the window.

The height of the third floor is not a problem for the God Hunter's physique.

As soon as Wu Ze landed and hid in the corner, he began to urge: "It's okay, come down quickly!"

Pan Junjie didn't listen to him and waited for a while. After confirming that there was no sneak attack, he began to call on everyone to jump out of the window.

As soon as everyone landed, they all ran towards the nearest alley.

The infrastructure is poor. There are no street lights in the alley that is more than 30 meters long and it is very dark.

Wu Ze didn't want to run in the front, but Pan Junjie wouldn't allow it and kept pushing him with his hands.

Wu Ze was very annoyed and wanted to curse, but suddenly he shut his mouth.

At this moment, he just rushed out of the alley and instinctively looked around, then he saw a clown in a suit standing under a street light not far away.

Very eye-catching!
"It's the clown!"

Wu Ze reminded quietly.

"Fuck, there's one over there too!"

"Next to the trash can!"

"In the phone booth!"

Everyone's scalp was tingling. These clowns appeared from every corner of the street like ghosts.

"Run back!"

Pan Junjie regretted that he should have listened to Lin Baici and stayed in the hotel obediently.

Several people panted heavily, ran for more than 20 meters, and then stopped because a clown appeared at the entrance of the alley ahead.

One!
two!

Three!

……

Soon, there was a dense crowd of people, looking over here.

Every clown holds a hammer in his hand...

Pan Junjie looked back and saw more than thirty clowns chasing after him, filling the alley.

The messy footsteps were particularly scary.

"It's over!"

“I really should follow God Lin!”

"It's too late to say anything, get ready to fight!"

Everyone's face was ashen.

"Kill out!"

Pan Junjie ran wildly.

The next second, the clowns at the entrance of the alley also started running wildly.

……

"Do you think they can get away?"

Takeuchi Kurano asked Nishimura Morihara.

He worried that he had made a wrong decision.

Nishimura Morihara was silent.

Who knows?

"Keep a close eye on that room!"

Takeuchi Kurano was worried that Lin Baici and the others would run away secretly.

He stood up and was about to go to the bathroom to flush the toilet when he heard a shrill scream outside.

"Lin Shen, help me!"

Everyone immediately rushed to the window.

Outside on the street, Pan Junjie was limping away in a panic, with a group of clowns wielding hammers chasing him.

"Lin Shen, help!"

When Pan Junjie ran past a manhole cover, it suddenly banged open. A clown hiding underneath jumped out like a groundhog, knocked Pan Junjie down, and then swung a hammer and smashed it on his head.

boom! boom! boom!
Screams, the sound of bones breaking, the sound of blood splattering on the ground...

All mixed together, weaving into a dance of death.

Pan Junjie crawled on the ground miserably.

Soon, all the clowns surrounded him and hit him with hammers.

The group of Japanese people in front of the window looked terrified and relieved.

Fortunately, I didn’t leave this hotel!

"That Kyushu guy made the right bet again!"

Takeuchi Kurano was shocked.