The little dragon cub is not the big villain!

"Mr. Song, is there anyone in front?"

Song Jin also came back with a guilty conscience, and saw a figure standing in the middle of the road not far away, and immediately stepped on the brakes, and was about to hit that person, and the car just stopped.

After stopping the car, Song Jin's first concern was the little dragon on Quanquan's arm.

"Are you okay?"

"Snapped!"

The little tail hit Song Jinye's hand with no force.

Song Jin also: "Why is QAQ still beating people?"

Xiaolong shook his head, but he didn't hear what Song Jin said, and he didn't know that Longwei was strongly dissatisfied with someone.

"Was that a human just now?"

Song Jin also stared at the figure in front of the car and said, "Don't be afraid, the man is already dead."

"Ok?"

Xiaolong raised his head and found that the man was standing on the ground in a daze, with a ferocious face, and his limbs twisted and twisted into a spiral shape. He didn't know how he did such extreme movements.

Song Jin also said: "It's okay, let's bypass him."

At this moment, Wu Buyan was caught in the eye by a reflective object on the ground, he blinked and said, "Mr. Song, is that on the ground the ID card of the Special Administration Bureau?"

Song Jin also took a look, unbuckled her seat belt and said, "You take care of yourself in the car, I'll go down and have a look first."

Xiaolong nodded and lay down in front of the car window, seeing that Song Jin also picked up the card on the ground.

Song Jin also saw the expression on the corpse's face while picking up the card.

Apart from the ferocious facial expression, the eyes and corners of the mouth are smiling?

When this person died, did he die with a smile?

Song Jin also walked around the corpse, and saw a clown tattoo on the neck of the corpse. The clown's smiling expression contained a hint of sarcasm.

"Tsk!"

Song Jin also clicked her tongue lightly, and saw the work card hanging on the corpse.

The young man on the work card has a handsome appearance and smiles in his eyes. Compared with the corpse in front of him, he looks like two people.

Song Jin also took the youth's ID card and wiped it with a wet tissue before handing it to Wu Buyan.

"The deceased was a member of the Management Bureau, that is, a member of the missing team."

Wu Buyan looked at the young man on the ID card and said, "What did he go through before he died? Why does the corpse maintain a strange posture?"

Song Jin also said something unclear for the time being, and turned on the ignition to leave, but the car was stuck.

At this time, the thick fog that filled the mountains slowly dissipated.

Seeing this, Song Jin also wrapped Xiaolong around her neck, put a scarf around her, got out of the car and led Xiaolong around the corpse and walked forward.

"This road is so strange. It was covered with fog just now, but now it's gone?" Wu Buyan asked doubtfully.

Song Jin also stopped and said, "Maybe we have already reached our destination."

Wu Buyan heard the words, looked up and saw a small town with colorful lights not far away, and faintly heard the noisy voices in the town.

"This is... Yule Town?"

Song Jin also raised her chin, pointed to a stone tablet nearby, and said, "Yes, Yule Town, which was wiped out by the spiritual vortex."

There is a hint of interest in the words.

"Go in and have a look, they might be inside."

When Song Jin also led Xiaolong into the town, he took the lead to look at the corpse in the middle of the road. Looking at the corpse from this direction, the corpse had a frightened expression, as if it saw something that frightened him.

One person and one dragon walked into the town. In the crowd, there were children running with laughter and laughter from time to time. The parents of the children hurriedly protected the children by their side and told the children not to go too far. The family enjoyed themselves happily.

The crowded streets are like they have walked into a real scenic spot.

Song Jin also blended into the crowd with the little dragon in her arms, and walked towards the center of the town with the big team.

Wu Buyan carefully observed the people around him, but found that they all seemed to love to laugh.

No matter what you do, you always have a smile on your face.

At this moment, Wu Buyan felt a scorching gaze, and he followed it.

On the opposite side of the busy street stood a man dressed as a clown, the clown waved at Wu Buyan?

Wu Buyan felt that something was wrong, and just when he was about to talk to Song Jin, there was a sound of gongs and drums on the street, and the people around became excited.

"Both guests are foreigners, right? To come to Yule Town, you need to buy an admission ticket. Without the admission ticket, you will be cleared by them."

Someone stopped Song Jinye, who also had clown makeup painted on his face.

The clown with half of his face covered in red paint raised the corners of his mouth and laughed several times, his voice a bit harsh.

Wu Buyan had some differences in his heart. He hid himself so tightly, how did this person see him?

However, do you want money from Song Jing?

Wu Buyan shook his head and looked at the clown sympathetically.

Sure enough, Song Jin also frowned, and said lightly: "Really?"

The clown didn't understand what Song Jing meant, but then, Song Jing also waved lightly in front of the clown, a strong wind brushed the clown's face, and split the white wall behind him in half, attracting many The tourists fled in a hurry.

Song Jing also smiled slightly: "I don't know what the price is like?"

clown:"......."

Song Jing also rubbed his soft wrist: "Can we go in now?"

The clown was silent for a while, and automatically moved out of the way, when Song Jing also walked past him.

The clown seemed to have a good intention to remind: "Sir, I see that you are also a strong man, but I still want to advise you to leave as soon as possible, this is not the place you should come."

Song Jing also paused and said, "Is it the place I should come, just go in and have a look."

"Hehehe, then welcome to Yule Town, warm reminder: Yule Town is only for entertainment, don't indulge in entertainment—"

After the clown warned Song Jingye, he let out a weird laugh and disappeared into the crowd.

Song Jin also had a cold light in his eyes and smiled contemptuously.

"bluff."

At this time, red lanterns were hung on the street, and the tourists on the street went straight to the same place.

Song Jing followed closely behind with Xiaolong.

Xiaolong found that something was wrong.

His movements are stiff and his expression is dull, like a marionette being manipulated by someone.

"Mr. Song, be careful, I think something is wrong with this town."

Song Jin also rubbed the little dragon's horns and said, "Okay."

One man and one dragon followed the large army and walked behind the red curtain.

In front of him was a giant clown model with a height of [-] meters. The clown was wearing a red retro court suit and carried a black scythe that looked like a god of death on his shoulder.

And there are a few words written below.

[Welcome to the joy field of Yule Town.Town Punisher Clown: Old K]

This arrogant and arrogant tone reminded Wu Buyan of someone.

Song Jin also glanced at the words on it, and snorted coldly: "It's really shameless."

Wu Buyan: "...."

The audience was full of people, and on the stage stood a clown in a festive bright red dress. The clown's face was completely covered with bright paint, and it was impossible to tell what the clown looked like.

The clown took off his hat and bowed politely to the audience.

"Welcome to Yule Town, I am your old friend K. Friends who know me like to call me old K. As you can see, my old K is an old K. I am an old K who specially brings surprises to everyone. K oh."

Old K compared his heart to the audience.

The people in the audience cheered.

"Old K, old K!"

"For the sake of everyone's support, my old K will stop talking nonsense."

"The first magic trick, face changing!"

There was warm applause from the audience, only Song Jin, who was sitting in the corner of the auditorium, looked at the old K on the stage, stroking the little dragon's horns.

Feeling some itch in the corner of the dragon, Xiaolong avoided Song Jinye's hand slightly and said in a low voice, "It doesn't sound like a good thing to change your face."

"Yeah." Song Jin touched the little dragon's horns again.

Wu Buyan: "...."

Old K held a red cloth, walked around the stage twice, and said, "My magic tricks are real and exist. Does anyone want to see it?"

"Want to see!" The audience cheered enthusiastically.

Old K said hello, then shook the red cloth in his hand, and grabbed the audience stage again, a flesh-colored face appeared in his hand.

"My face is gone?!" the woman exclaimed.

"Who should I ask for a try? He glanced at the people in the audience, and his eyes looked like Song Jinye's. Song Jinye's beautiful aggressive eyes were not afraid of meeting Old K.

Old K shifted his gaze, and casually pointed to a strong man under the stage.

"Just you."

A miracle happened in the next second, and the human skin was seen growing on the man's face without any flaws.

"Say something?"

"My... voice, changed!"

A rough and strong man uttered a soft and feminine voice, which was in stark contrast to his appearance.

Old K smiled lightly, and covered the man's face with a red cloth. After a while, the man's face returned to its original state, and Old K received countless applause.

No one saw the strong man whose face was changed and the woman whose face was taken away fell to the ground with pale faces. When they fell, the ground opened and the strong man and woman fell directly into it.

"The next trick: Killing."

The red cloth in Old K's hand turned into a sharp dagger in an instant, directly piercing his own chest, blood spattered, but made the audience roar with red eyes.

Old K licked his lips and raised a weird smile.

There was more and more blood, and Old K lay directly on the ground. The bright red blood and the pungent rust smell made the audience's eyes turn red.

The longer they licked, the longer their tongues became longer and longer. When they got to the back, those people returned to their seats, their long tongues could not be retracted, and they dragged on the ground for a long time.

At this moment, Old K, who was lying on the stage, stood up suddenly, and pulled out the knife, revealing a deep wound, and the bones of the bones could be seen inside the wound that had drained.

Old K pressed the red handkerchief on his chest, and in the next second, the wound miraculously healed without leaving a single scar.

Until there was applause from the audience, Old K took off his hat and bowed to the audience.

"Next is the last game, which is also the highlight of this round. It's called: Killing!"

The author says:

Little Tail: lsp is shameless!