The final gentleman

"Boss, you are actually injured!"

Although Catherine's shout contained concern, she did not go to Art's side. Instead, she stretched out her hand to block William.

Art stretched out his hand to rub the injured shoulder, and slowly walked towards the two of them.

"Bi Yue is reborn. The opponent has quite good strength and a weapon that can threaten me. It's a pity. If such a person can be captured, he may be able to replace you, Catherine... of course after you die.

That person was able to find the circus tent by induction, precisely because someone among us used the ability of "Moon". Now it seems that it is William You, right? "

William had no intention of hiding it. He had already deduced who the person was based on clown Art's remarks.

"Is Yuehen here? Where are the others?"

Art made an escape gesture with two fingers, "Unfortunately, he has already escaped. Our competition could not completely determine the winner. He is still very young, has great potential and strength."

William, you should be one of his infected people, right? It seems that he is a relatively special infected person who is very concerned about him, otherwise he would not deliberately approach the circus knowing that it is risky.

Can I use you as bait to lure that guy out again? "

William just smiled slightly at the question raised by Art. He could see that the extremely evil existence of Art seemed to be deflated by Lorian.

"Boss, William..."

Catherine was about to say something, but William took the initiative and took a step forward, "Is Lorien okay?"

"Interrupting the sparring and leaving forcibly will not be much better, but that guy seems to be carrying a medical team with him. Even if he is affected by trypophobia, he will not die. It even feels like he will recover quickly.

You haven't answered my question yet, William? Can you be my bait in the future to lure that person out? "

Art has moved in front of the two of them, feeling full of pressure.

Similarly, William could also clearly see the cut mark on the opponent's shoulder. There was a silvery wound under the cut clown suit. Even a cancerous mutant like Art could not repair itself in a short time.

"I am not very familiar with Mr. Art, but I have been in contact with Yue Hen for a long time.

So I can't agree to such a request for the time being... If Mr. Art's status in my heart can be higher than that of Yuehen, I will be happy to act as bait. "

Art's black-painted lips were completely split, "You are really good at talking. I really want to tear off your mouth, including your tongue and vocal tract, and make it into a retro disc player at the bedside." That’s enough.”

"If nothing happens to Mr. Art, I will leave first...see you next time at the Sabbat."

Hearing the word [Sabab], Art tilted his head and kept twirling his fingers on his bald head, but he quickly figured out what was going on when he looked at the fear liquid overflowing the stage.

"It seems that you have been approved by the boss. No wonder you are so confident in your words... Then see you next time. I will cultivate our relationship during this time in the circus."

Malice spread out with these words, filling the entire performance area.

William endured the discomfort caused by trypophobia and left the area with Catherine.

"Didn't you expect that my performance actually attracted Lorian?" It doesn't count as attracting. It is estimated that he is active nearby, thus generating a moon sensor. After all, due to the isolation of the circus tent, this sensor cannot be transmitted too far.

This guy Lorian is actually able to fight Art head-on, and even slightly injure the opponent. This growth rate is too abnormal, I have to speed up. 』

When William arrived backstage to redeem his fear-mongering fees, Catherine stayed behind him back to back to make sure Art didn't follow.

"William, how dare you use that kind of tone, and that kind of mocking tone to talk to Boss Art, it will really kill someone! Boss, he has personally killed the original clown.

He is completely reckless in doing things, even if the boss thinks favorably of you, it will be useless... Killing you, an ordinary member who has not yet become a regular member, will result in a month of confinement at most. "

“That situation, if I hadn’t been tough, it would have been much worse.

Moreover, aren’t you here, Catherine? We will stay together in the subsequent life inside the circus. How about joint training? "

These words made Catherine a little embarrassed, "That's okay...but I also have to rehearse the show, especially before the official performance starts. I have to retreat in the clown house.

If the boss comes to you during that time, I won't be able to do anything about it. "

"It's okay. I'll either stay in the Magic Zone, go to the zoo to find Brother Zoke, or go to the acrobatic troupe to have fun. I won't run around."

"Acrobatic troupe~ Do you really plan to go... Okay~ Be careful, the boss has absolutely no bottom line or logic in what he does. Maybe one day you accidentally step on a red nose that fell to the ground, and you will be packed away directly by the boss. Tow away.”

"I know, I'll pay attention."

at the same time.

Thousands of meters away from the circus, deep in the swamp, a temporary human clinic has been set up here that cannot be seen by the naked eye.

To be precise, the entire clinic building is more like it was formed directly through "moonlight scanning".

An emergency major surgery is taking place inside the clinic.

The team of nurses, covered with bandages and with bloody faces, kept coming in and out of the operating room. Every time they came out, they would be carrying a large wooden basin filled with hands, feet and tumor masses.

operating room,

The long-legged female doctor hangs various hanging bottles on her metal rod-shaped body, with as many as eighteen types.

Lorian was lying on the operating table, with infusion needles inserted into his forehead, eyeballs, carotid arteries, heart and other parts to stabilize his body.

He holds a scalpel in his hand and is precisely cutting out the "malignant tumors" hidden deep in the body and even in the soul.

As long as this tumor is not removed, his body will continue to grow and deteriorate, growing extra limbs, and occasionally an unusual silver-haired head.

The pus-producing lumps are growing at any time.

Each growth will take away a lot of nutrients from his body and must be maintained through infusion.

The moon eyes kept opening, finally peeking into the tumorous flesh particle hidden in the slit of the soul. The melanin on the surface of the flesh particle actually condensed into a dynamic clown smile.

Uh-huh!

The tumor in the soul was cut out with precise knife skills, and then it was annihilated in the moonlight.

The systemic growth finally stopped.

"Huh~" Lorian also stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, "It's really a terrifying ability... several times more dangerous than regular cancer patients. Malignant hyperplasia can directly affect my soul under the influence of phobia, and the entire duel was completely destroyed. Wrapped in malice.

He is worthy of being the chief clown of the circus.

Unexpectedly, William, you have joined such a special and dangerous organization. It has become difficult for us to reminisce about the past.

Now that you are already in the circus, I don’t need to come into contact with this organization anymore. Anyway, the perfect integration of life experience will be completed when the two of us become one. "

Lorian slowly took off the needle on his body, and at the same time looked sideways at the female doctor's head inserted into the metal bracket.

"Should all the tumor samples cut by the sword be collected?"

"It has been taken to the laboratory for sample analysis."

"Very good. The next time you meet this guy, you must kill him! I believe it will be difficult for William to have a good relationship with this kind of person. This obstacle that may affect the union between the two of us must be removed."