Clown Game-Chapter 67 - 58 Battle of the Four Nations 3
Chapter 67: Chapter 58: Battle of the Four Nations 3
Chapter 67 -58: Battle of the Four Nations 3
“Kidney Weakness Gang” carefully approached “Brother Ma.”
By this time, Brother Ma, due to excessive blood loss, was completely motionless.
The tattooed man used his foot to turn Brother Ma’s face over.
Had Chen Xiao held something like a grenade in his hand, this action would have been enough to send the three men to their doom.
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“Damn, that’s disgusting,” he said, frowning.
The man with a face full of scars seemed hesitant, as the young man’s condition was clearly not just a simple “killed” situation anymore.
“What do we do now?” Kidney Weakness Man noticed his companion’s hesitation, swallowed his saliva, and asked.
The “Scarface” man spat disdainfully.
“Scared, huh? Got such a small heart,” he said disdainfully.
Upon hearing this, Kidney Weakness Man immediately showed a fierce expression.
In the circles they frequented, “small” was an incredibly harsh word, whether it meant “cowardly,” “narrow-minded,” or just the mere word “small”; to them, it was all an insult.
So, feeling challenged, Kidney Weakness Man, carrying his sawed-off shotgun, took the lead and followed the blood trail ahead.
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The distance of the four-corridor span was neither long nor short.
These three were indeed accustomed to bloody scenes, so the sight did not panic them but made them even more cautious.
Gradually, the trio reached the corner of the blood trail. Kidney Weakness Man leaned against the wall, peeked around the corner, and saw the corridor covered in white powder, not far from a blasted fire extinguisher, with the blood trail stretching into a room that looked like an office.
He turned around and signaled to the two men behind him with a “shush” gesture, then drew a circle with his finger.
The other two immediately understood his intent.
At that moment, the three men were at a cross-shaped intersection of the corridor, with the room where the blood trail led in the middle.
Although the trio was skilled in fighting recklessly, they did think things through. So, they immediately considered checking the surroundings for any ambush.
Thus, the fierce “Scarface” and “Tattoo Guy” tiptoed around from the opposite direction to check the extended corridor for any people.
Finally, they came back to the side of the room’s door.
Since there was frosted glass at head height on the door, they could see if there was something behind it.
“Tattoo Guy” cautiously moved closer to the door.
Suddenly, he saw a shadow flit by.
Tattoo Guy immediately moved back behind the wall and nodded at the remaining two, indicating that there was someone inside!
Kidney Weakness Man intensely flashed three fingers, while the fierce man gritted his teeth, showing a bloodthirsty gaze.
“One”
“Two”
“Three”
At the moment the third finger dropped, Tattoo Guy stepped to the side and did something he was always passionate about.
Kicking the door in!
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10 minutes earlier
Wang San lay on the ground, gradually regaining consciousness, his head throbbing with pain.
He seemed to remember a fire extinguisher exploding before he lost consciousness.
“Help me . . .”
A very weak, crying voice came from above his head, sounding very familiar.
He strained to open his eyes, but despite his best effort, he could only open them a tiny slit.
There were several people’s feet in front of him, and he wanted to look up to see their faces, but since his body was still not responding well, he simply couldn’t manage it.
“Ah! ! ! !”
Suddenly, a particularly miserable scream sounded right above him. Then, a wave of the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils. He felt something splash onto his back—it was warm through his clothes.
It was blood.
Wang San instinctively wanted to dodge, but his body only managed to twist a few times with difficulty.
“Eh? … Awake?” A man’s voice came from above his head, sounding sharp and piercing.
Immediately following, another voice sounded: “Hurry up, someone’s bound to come soon.”
This voice was very calm, but Wang San could tell that the tone conveyed reluctance, disgust, and an indescribable absurdity—overall, it was obvious that the speaker was doing something he was very unwilling to do.
“Ah!!!!!!”
There was another scream. The owner of the voice seemed to have shouted himself hoarse, but due to the intense pain, he still shrieked beyond the limits of his body.
“My God … what on earth is happening?” Wang San thought to himself.
Although he couldn’t move, his muscles began to tremble uncontrollably and instinctively.
“Whimper…”
The person whimpered again, his voice distinctly weaker than before.
“Got it … eh? …” The sharp voice sounded, clearly impatient, then suddenly stopped, as if something hadn’t been grasped properly.
The next second, something rolled into Wang San’s line of sight. Round, seemingly a bit red, somewhat black.
Wang San summoned his energy again to focus on the round object.
…
He saw clearly what it was. So he subconsciously wanted to shout, but when the sound reached his throat, he could only let out an extremely faint “hum” sound.
It was an eyeball, covered in fresh blood, filled with blood vessels, with violently torn vessels and nerves hanging below.
And that pupil was facing him directly; Wang San felt like he could see the pain of its extraction from the dark abyss.
Then, footsteps approached him.
“Hum, hum, hum … hum, hum, hum.” At the same time, there was a slight hum.
It sounded like a tune he had heard before.
When? He tried hard to recall.
Oh, right!
It was in the initial meeting room, that foolish guy who couldn’t even hold a gun steady.
At that moment, the humming stopped. Silence for half a second.
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Suddenly, a ghastly pale face burst into Wang San’s field of vision.
Narrow eyes, gaunt cheeks. And that mouth, which seemed to be split open by something.
Wang San’s whole body shook violently.
“Hehehe…”
The man glanced at Wang San, flashed an incredibly horrifying grin, laughed a few times, and picked up the eyeball from the ground.
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“Let’s go. Someone’s coming.” The calm voice spoke again. Afterward, Wang San heard the people exiting the room and shutting the door.
“Damn it… I have to get out of here!!!!!” he roared inwardly.
At that moment, he didn’t care about any rules or why he was here; he would rather be shot dead once outside than stay in this hellish place any longer.
That person and that smile seemed to evoke something more terrifying than death itself.
He shouted with all his strength,
“Mmh mmh mmh”
“Mmh mmh mmh … ah!”
With a start, he finally regained control of his body.
Just then, indistinct footsteps seemed to echo from beyond the door.
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