Surrounded by sickness, I just want to live in daily life

The mobile phone was randomly installed, and she had already started running since editing the information, and turned her head and shouted at the people in the second team.

"Everyone, run and march!"

Shen Yi also received the news, and when he came to the electric control lever, he still didn't know which one was the light switch.

But I also came up with a solution just now, since I don't know which one is, let's open them all.

Shen Yi nodded at Wu Kexin, and the two of them took charge of each other, the levers were pushed up one by one, and the buttons were pressed one by one.

steaming——

The high-power lights suddenly turned on, and the dust in the entire amusement park was stirred up, scattered in the air like fog.

The amusement facilities were opened one by one, and they creaked and started to run after they had been retired for four years.

If you want to say that the loudest metal noise is the giant Ferris wheel in the northern part of the amusement park.

It is like an old and bloated giant, every gear is rusted, struggling to emit the last glory of life, but it has no effect.

At the merry-go-round, searchlights naturally came over, exposing the hell in the dark night to the world.

In the same way, there are demons of hell that are exposed to the world.

A man in a clown suit, with a balloon in his right hand, seems to have known this would happen.

With his left hand, he hid the blood-stained sharp knife behind his back, then pulled out a smile, and bowed to the group of people without slowing down.

"Welcome to Disney World, have a great night everyone."

The impaled victim on the wooden horse behind him screamed again and again.

Chapter 70

"Everyone, welcome to Disneyland, are you all here to see my performance?"

The clown smiled strangely, his face twisted, and his skin seemed to be stretched.

The role of the clown actually has little to do with being funny and funny today. In any film and television works, the clown mostly appears as a scary image.

The man in front of him was even more so, with bloody and weird paint on his face.

The symbols seem not to be oil paint or any artificial paint, but real blood smeared.

"We are the police. Your behavior constitutes intentional injury. We will arrest you."

"Warning once, if there is any excessive action, shoot directly to death."

The captain of the first team sternly warned the clown over there with a loudspeaker, and the policeman behind him had already drawn out his own gun.

Being pointed at by a gun like this, the clown didn't feel timid at all, instead he started laughing wildly.

His wrinkled face was full of smiles, he leaned back and forth, and the folded balloon in his hand was casually let go.

"It's the first time I've seen so many viewers, some are too happy, I'm really sorry."

He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and the police officers looked at each other in dismay. The man in front of them felt too bad for them.

The crowd slowly approached forward, and they had reached the range where they could be arrested.

They also saw the tragic situation of those victims, and couldn't help but gasp.

Most of the victims are young people, basically around the age of 20, which is when the curiosity about this urban legend is at its peak.

But now, without exception, they are tied to the wooden horse and become the decoration of the wooden horse.

Because the Trojan Horse has been in disrepair for a long time, the iron pipes that fixed the upper and lower ends of the horse have corroded and broken, and the Trojan Horse no longer shakes, and these people are all penetrated on the Trojan Horse from bottom to top.

Some people were pierced through their thighs, while others were crucified to death with both hands, but it should be that the time of abuse is relatively short, and there has been no death yet.

"Help, save me, save me!"

When the hostage saw the police, he shouted for help in a hoarse voice, which seemed to disturb the man's interest in the performance.

He pulled out a sharp knife from his back, shook his head irritably, and walked towards the person who was yelling.

"You can't make any noise in the background, you'll spoil the fun for the audience."

The man chained to the wooden horse had an extremely terrified expression. The clown walked towards him with a sharp knife in his hand, and the knife would stab his chest in the next second.

"No, no, no!"

The man yelled three no words in a row, his thigh was nailed to the wooden horse, and at this moment he ignored the pain and began to struggle violently.

Blood flowed down the wooden horse, and the wound was pierced deeper by iron nails.

The sharp knife had already been raised, the clown let out a grin, and his arm dropped suddenly.

And at this moment, a gunshot pierced the sky.

It was the first shot of the night, and it was a sign that the nature of the action had changed here.

Clowns are so dangerous that catching them may no longer be practical.

The clown was a little dazed, his eyes were full of puzzlement, and the man passed out because his mentality changed too much after being saved.

The one who fired the shot was the captain of the first team. He gritted his teeth and stared at the murderous clown with fire in his eyes.

The clown turned around slowly, looked down mechanically at his left and right sides that had been completely pierced, bleeding profusely.

"You guys, do you agree with my performance?"

"Hahahaha! Great, great!"

I thought he would be afraid, or fall into anger, but it was neither, the clown in front of him turned out to be an unexpected ecstasy.

He was hopping on one foot over there, making all kinds of funny moves, as if he wanted to make everyone laugh.

However, who else would laugh because of his performance, not in four years, and not now.

"Laugh, why don't you laugh?"

He took out a flute from behind with his right hand, put it in his mouth and started blowing it, keeping playing the rhythm with his non-existent left hand.

beep --

beep-

The captain swallowed. He was shocked by everything in front of him. He made a gesture, and the police officers behind him were also ready to arrest him.

"Second warning, put down all weapons immediately, squat down with your head in your arms, or we will shoot immediately."

The clown had already attacked a hostage face to face, which fully complied with the killing rules, and the fear from the heart made all the police officers hold their guns tightly.

"Eh? Weapon? What weapon, I only have joy here."

"Anyone want some popcorn?"

"That's right! I want it myself! Hahahaha."

The clown was still performing a one-man show that no one was watching, but when he talked about popcorn, his right hand was also pulled back, and he was taking something out of his satchel.

"Don't move, raise all your hands, what do you want!"

"Popcorn, don't you like it?"

"Don't move, I said, don't move!"

Warnings were issued over and over again, but the clown was like a lunatic, ignoring the actions of the police force at all.

He was still digging something back, with a more funny expression on his face.

"Do you want to eat? It's a must in the Disneyland amusement park~"

bang——

There was another gunshot, cold sweat broke out on the captain's forehead, and his right hand was blown off by the shot just now.

The things he took out of the satchel were scattered on the ground, and he hurriedly knelt down to pick them up, but his hands were gone, so he couldn't pick them up at all.

The police finally saw clearly that the clown took out a finger from his satchel...

"Warning for the third time, we will arrest you after three countdowns, kneel on the spot and don't move around."

"three."

"two."

There was no time to hesitate, the captain gave the final order, and the police officers also approached step by step, and two of them had already reached his side.

The clown kept his eyes on the fingers on the ground from beginning to end, and even bent down to lick them with his tongue.

"one."

At the last second of the countdown, the police had already taken action, and at this moment, the power of the entire amusement park was cut off.

The darkness shrouded again like smoke bombs, and the panicked cries of the hostages confused the police officers' judgment.

The two police officers who were closest to the clown shot immediately, but they were still a step too late and missed.

How could it be now.

"Where is the person, where was the clown just now?"

The captain shouted in a hurry, and the two police officers over there immediately turned on the headlights of the searchlights. There was no clown on the ground in front of them except a pool of blood.

ran away?Damn it!

"Captain, over there!"

A police officer with keen observation quickly discovered the direction of the clown's escape. He fled frantically with his hands in his arms, heading towards the direction of the North District.

"Chase!"

"Hey hey, the show, the show is over!"

"Audience, please leave the stage in an orderly manner, and don't like the actors so much that you go backstage!"

The clown let out an inhuman howl as he fled, and the police officers followed behind and fired several shots.

The clown screamed like a pig being killed, but he was still running away, apparently without a fatal blow.

"Team three, team three, the criminals are fleeing to the outside, North District, North District, pay attention!"

The captain quickly reported to the walkie-talkie, and also quickly ran behind, chasing after him.

"Captain! Stop chasing!"