Horror/Fear Anime: Starting with a Tomie Hairstyle.

"Bang!"

The lion was taken aback. Had that human just kicked the cage?

Immediately following, the provoked lion's anger flared up, and it pounced on the edge of the cage, extending its claws through the gaps.

"Roar!"

The roar was deep and filled with oppressive power.

Wild animals have a natural sense of oppression when they encounter humans.

Jiuzhiche made a throwing motion.

"Crack!"

The lion felt its throat blocked and flailed its paws wildly in extreme discomfort, its body trembling and leaping erratically as it desperately tried to spit out what was stuck in its throat.

I didn't vomit it out.

Jiuzhiche arrived a little late.

There are already people performing on stage.

It was a clown, swinging three heads around with agile and precise movements.

Based on Jiuzhiche's experience, those were three real heads.

His hair was shaved off, making it look smooth, and his skin was translucent white, probably because he had been soaked in some kind of medicine.

Eyes wide open, dying with unseeing eyes – this is the epitome of death.

Jiu Zhiche's eyes quickly swept across the entire venue, leaving no shadow or corner unchecked.

The air is thick with resentment; I haven't seen that in a long time.

It was as if they were in a giant boiler, surrounded by resentful smoke.

The ball-throwing spectacle on the field was coming to an end.

The clown threw heads into the air one by one, finally stacking them on his nose to form a "1" shape.

The troupe leader's passionate voice resounded: "Ladies and gentlemen! This is just a small appetizer; the performance to come is even more spectacular!"

"Ooooooo!!!"

Some people responded enthusiastically, cheering and applauding.

"Next up is the human body dismemberment magic trick!"

Two staff members dressed as clowns pushed a rectangular box up.

The magician, wearing a black top hat, bowed to the audience. His female assistant, dressed in a sexy bunny girl outfit, performed a suggestive dance to show off her figure before lying down inside the box.

Only the head and feet are visible.

The magician held a metal plate in his hand and plunged it hard into the gap left in the box.

"what----!"

The female assistant suddenly let out a rapid, painful scream, her mouth twisted in pain, and she struggled inside the box as if she had been electrocuted.

The entire room fell silent.

The magician casually wiped the bloodstains from his face, saying, "It's all for the show, don't worry about it."

As he spoke, he inserted the second steel plate—into his neck.

The third steel plate—the knee.

Then he revealed a mysterious smile, as if the outcome was about to be announced, and pulled open the divided box—

The audience fell into a deathly silence.

The cross-section of the box was not a steel plate at all, but rather a mass of red flesh and blood.

Even a section of wrinkled intestine slipped to the ground...

The entire stadium erupted in deafening screams...

Jiuzhiche saw countless incomprehensible things float out from the audience and dissipate into the air.

The regimental commander still had a smile on his face.

An embarrassed smile flashed across the magician's face. "Oops, that was a mistake."

Troupe leader: "Next program!"

Soon, two clowns came over to clean up the scene.

Jiuzhiche observed silently.

Almost all the audience members were panicked and horrified, but no one stood up and left, and no one even thought of calling the police.

"Wow, that's so exciting!"

"I felt an intense pleasure that went straight to the top of my head!"

"Hahaha, a real man sees the real thing live!"

"I'm actually kind of looking forward to watching the next episode."

"Dude, me too."

The fear they felt only briefly passed through them before being suppressed by something.

Jiuzhiche noticed one exception.

She was taking out her phone to make a call.

Not far away, a person crawling like a dog was being led by a man with slanted eyes towards her.

Chapter 147 I am the Clown

Sadako's hands were trembling.

She never imagined that simply coming to see her friend's performance would lead to a murder on the spot.

Call the police! You absolutely must call the police.

This is her only thought at the moment.

The man next to her suddenly stood up, but Sadako didn't have time to look anywhere else; she had already pressed the emergency call button.

But as she pressed the call button, a hand snatched her phone away.

Sadako felt a surge of anger and confusion, and looked up.

The anger vanished instantly.

Jiu Zhiche sat down next to her, and the original person was forcibly replaced by him.

The man who had switched seats didn't dare to mutter curses under his breath until he sat down. The man's grip was so strong that he felt like his shoulder was about to be crushed.

"Don't call the police yet."

Jiuzhi Che whispered in Zhenzi's ear.

Joe led the dog-man to Sadako's vicinity, his attitude playful: "Miss, you can't make phone calls in the circus. Hand over your cell phone."

Sadako: "The cell phone is a personal item, you have no right to take it away."

"Whether you own it or not is not up to you. From the moment you stepped in, you became the property of our circus."

A cold smile appeared on Qiao's face, exuding an air of superiority.

Many people die every time the circus performs.

In his eyes, most of the people here were just consumables.

Sadako was furious. She had never met anyone like this before; there was absolutely no respect in his words.

And... she had just wanted to ask what this person next to her was, always crawling around her feet, twitching his nose, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Jiuzhiche stomped on the dogman's hand, and the dogman immediately let out a miserable "woof woof".

"Keep your things in order, including yourself."

"You think you're—ah!"

Joe barked louder than the dog-man because Jiu Zhiche slapped him on the shoulder, and he suddenly felt as if hundreds of pounds of stone were pressing down on him, causing him to kneel on the ground.

The shouts caused some viewers to turn around and look.

Joe shuddered; it was the commander's gaze, and he couldn't be mistaken!

"Let go! Just don't hand it over!"

He begged for mercy.

Jiu Zhiche withdrew his hand, and Qiao stumbled away from the audience, with Gouren limping after him.

Sadako felt a sense of relief.

Then she became worried again, "Ah Che, they're blatantly killing people. If we don't call the police, what if they keep killing..."

Because of her worry, she briefly forgot the embarrassment in her dream. Her brows furrowed slightly, her lips pursed, and her body unconsciously moved very close to Jiu Zhiche.

"Some people can be saved, but some are beyond saving."

Jiuzhi Che shook his head slightly. In the distance, some people's life force was still relatively normal, but somewhat flickering. Others' life force had already plummeted to rock bottom, like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

Sadako didn't quite understand, but that didn't matter; she trusted Kyuji Che's judgment.

"Sadako, what brings you to the circus?"

“I have a friend who works here, but there were no tickets left. I came here a couple of days ago and the uncle who is in charge of the troupe on stage gave me a ticket.”

Sadako didn't want to come; she couldn't shake off her unease. But then she thought of her friend and worried about her friend's situation because she couldn't get through to her friend on the phone.

"The regimental commander, huh?"

Jiuzhiche's gaze fell on the stage. The leader had the flame of life on him, which made him look a bit ominous, but that didn't mean he was human.

It's not difficult for demons or other monsters to imitate normal humans.

Could he be Miyamoto Takeshi?