A New Character Every Month

Although the Joker disappeared, they never thought that the Joker had left Yaoshi City.

As a group of people who have investigated the Laughing Club the most, they are quite sure that the Joker is the man behind the Laughing Club.

After all, the iconic pattern of the Crazy Laughing Club, the bloody smile that seems to be reflected in the hearts of the people, is similar to the clown's makeup.

Shake!

A fat man couldn't help but took a step back, and the sound of the chair instantly broke the silence.

Lin Zian shook his head gently: "Why are you so serious? I am a courier."

Only then did they discover that Lin Zian was always carrying a square gift box the size of a head, with a beautiful bow tied with a ribbon on the gift box.

Send a courier?

Do you think we are children?

Or mentally ill like you?

Everyone complained in their hearts for a while, but on the surface they didn't dare to show any strangeness.

Things couldn't be clearer now, the clowns can come here, no matter the reason is that their subordinates have been solved, or they are relying on each other.

The fact that they have become prisoners of clowns is beyond doubt, and even life and death are not in their own hands.

Lin Zian stepped out and came to the round table.

During this process, no one dared to make a strange move, sitting still in the seat.

Now is undoubtedly an excellent opportunity. If they can subdue the clown and hold this hostage, they still have a chance to survive.

But unfortunately, before they entered the conference room, they all handed over their guns for insurance.

Without hot weapons, if they just rely on their bare hands, I am afraid that before they can subdue the clown, a few big men with guns will rush in outside the door and beat them into a hornet's nest.

Lin Zian put the gift box on the table, glanced at them slightly, and said, "Excuse me, which gentleman should I give this courier to sign for?"

Seeing that there was no one talking around, Liu Haishan knew that he could no longer be silent.

If it goes on like this, their momentum will only get weaker and weaker, and then they will really be the fish on the chopping board, and they will have to wait to die.

Only if the clowns have scruples can they have a chance to survive.

Liu Haishan knows that ordinary threats have no effect on the clown.

After the investigation for the past two weeks, he knew that the Joker and the Manic Laughter were only assistants to villains, and such people must be very concerned about the lives of those ordinary citizens.

Then, you can use those ordinary lives to threaten him, and under some conditions, you can escape by waiting.

He immediately stood up and said sternly: "Clown, don't mess around. As soon as we die, the underworld in Yaoshi City will fall into a state of leaderless dragons. At that time, there will definitely be countless ordinary people..."

boom!

As soon as a gunshot rang out, Liu Haishan's strength seemed to disappear in an instant.

He felt that his scalp seemed to be a little hot, and as long as the bullet just went down one centimeter, he would definitely die.

Lin Zian put the pistol in front of him, looked at it, and shook his head dissatisfiedly: "It didn't hit, garbage gun!"

After speaking, he smiled at Liu Haishan again: "I like to do it once and for all. Short-term darkness and chaos are better than long-term disorder."

"Now, who of you will sign for this courier?"

Lin Zian put a hand on the gift box.

brush!

Liu Haishan found that people in the same camp as him all set their sights on him.

"Mr. Clown, Liu Haishan is the host of our meeting, this villa is also his, and the owner of the courier should sign for it."

"That's right, Mr. Clown, we are the only one here who has the qualification to sign for this courier."

......

Next, a dozen people gave dozens of reasons for Liu Haishan to sign the receipt.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Liu Haishan cursed in his heart.

After the scene just now, how dare he come out.

The ghost knows whether the courier will be the first to die, and he still has great glory and wealth to enjoy.

Chapter 23 Sending the Bell

Lin Zian has always liked to follow the crowd, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed the gift box.

The gift box slid across the table in a straight line and stopped in front of Liu Haishan.

"Mr. Liu, please sign for the courier!"

Lin Zian laughed.

Liu Haishan forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, pulled away the ribbon on the gift box, and then put his hands on both sides of the gift box.

Immediately, with a sigh in his heart, he opened the gift box.

1 seconds.

2 seconds.

3 seconds.

Nothing happened.

At this time, Liu Haishan carefully looked at the gift box.

Inside is... a small bronze clock.

What do you mean?

Send us the end?

Not only was Liu Haishan a little puzzled, but other people in the room were also full of doubts after seeing it.

"Mr. Liu, don't look at it's small size. This is an ancient clock with a thousand-year history. I think it matches your temperament. What do you think?"

Lin Zi'an said with a smile.

The crowd did not dare to refute.

If anyone would have dared to give them a clock, they would have already wrapped it in hemp rope, put it in a cloth bag, added two large stones, and sank into the bottom of the river.

But now, they can only pretend to nod happily and accept it with joy.

Lin Zian looked at this group of bigwigs with at least thousands of people, but at this time, they all agreed in front of him.

Not only was he not happy, but he shook his head a little boringly.

Before entering the room, he thought that these people would be arrogant, arrogant, and even die with him.

But I didn't expect that they all accepted the current situation with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

Lin Zian looked at them calmly.

These people may have the courage to fight for their lives before they are still in high positions.

But after possessing glory and wealth, he became greedy for life and fear of death.

When Liu Haishan and others saw Lin Zian, they sometimes shook their heads, sometimes sighed, and sometimes laughed, and they couldn't help but become more afraid, praying in their hearts.

They didn't forget that the clown escaped from the mental hospital, and it is possible for them to be killed by a sudden madness in the next second.

You can reason with ordinary people, but what reason can you reason with a lunatic or a mentally ill person?

"Okay, since you signed for the courier, then I will not accompany you."

The corner of Lin Zian's mouth drew an exaggerated arc and smiled at them.

Liu Haishan and others seemed to see the smile of death, and they didn't dare to breathe.

Lin Zi'an turned around neatly and walked towards the door.

Seeing this, everyone's eyes widened, and their faces were full of disbelief.

Did he really leave like this?

It was not until they watched Lin Zian walk out and heard several footsteps sound outside the door, walking away, that they truly believed that Lin Zian had indeed left, not that they were going to kill them.

"hu~hu~"

Escaping from the danger of almost mortal death, the strings that had always been tense in everyone's hearts suddenly relaxed, and their bodies collapsed on the seats, gasping for breath.

After a while, someone asked, "Is the clown really gone?"

He still couldn't believe it on his face, after all, if they were in such a position, they would never let go.

"Why did the clown let us go?"

someone asked out loud.

The next second, most people's eyes were on Liu Haishan in the first seat.

"Brother Liu, it seems that what you said just now played a role in making the clown have scruples, so he didn't dare to do anything to us."

"Brother Liu, from now on, if I refuse to accept anyone, I will accept you!"

"Brother Liu is a real hero! A real man!"

Everyone praised Liu Haishan for a while, as if they forgot that the first one they sold was Liu Haishan.

Liu Haishan also recovered at this time, and accepted the compliment happily, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

After all, in his speculation, even if the clown had the scruples not to kill them, he would probably force them to make some guarantees, such as giving up some flesh and blood and prohibited goods business, such as not being allowed to bully the weak and so on.

But what he didn't expect was that the clown left so neatly.

Did he really come here just to deliver a courier?

A small clock?