Capítulo 1862: Chapter 823: Lin Baici, Surrender Now—There Are Clowns Everywhere Outside!

In a short time, if one makes the right choices two or three times, it can still be said that they have enough experience or good luck, but if it’s more, relying solely on these two words wouldn’t be enough to describe it.

Because this person must have known some sort of key secret.

Takeuchi Kurano considered how Lin Baici rose to fame as the renowned Nine Provinces Dragon Wing within less than a year, and instantly thought that this kid must harbor a huge secret.

“He will definitely become a major threat to Dongying; this person must not be spared!”

A wave of killing intent rose within Takeuchi Kurano, and he began to admire San Miyairi.

No wonder she is the Snow Princess favored by the monk master, surely she has vision, wisdom, and luck!

“Master!”

Nishimura Morihara looked worried: “What if those clowns finish killing and enter the hotel, what shall we do?”

Outside, in the drizzle under the dim streetlights, everyone could see a group of clowns in suits, holding claw hammers, encircling the person from Lion City, hammering him repeatedly.

Due to the quiet night streets, the sound of the claw hammers striking flesh, breaking bones, and hitting the concrete pavement was transmitted very clearly.

It sent chills down one’s spine.

“Keep an eye on Lin Baici. Whatever they do, we will do the same!”

Takeuchi Kurano’s eyes exuded shrewdness.

…

“Isn’t this too tragic?”

Zhong Shuman could hardly bear to watch.

Dead people,

She had seen many, but it was her first time seeing someone hammered into minced meat alive.

“Does this make you feel relieved now?”

The fish ball vendor watched the scene, determined to stick with Lin Baici for the upcoming journey and follow his lead.

Following Lin Baici, the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing, was no disgrace!

“Hope all goes well!”

Zhong Shuman prayed. With Lin Baici, compared to just following the fish ball vendor, she felt a bit more confident about surviving and exiting God’s ruins.

…

Li Yintong stood by the window watching the murder scene on the street, her face turned grim.

“That’s it, I can never look at beef balls the same way again!”

Through the clowns surrounding Pan Junjie, Li Yintong saw there was no corpse on the ground, just a puddle of minced meat spread out like a pancake, mixed with blood, looking exceptionally horrifying.

“Me too!”

Hua Yue Yu nodded vigorously, she didn’t even want to eat any food with minced meat.

“If you’re scared, just don’t look!”

San Miyairi was accustomed to such scenes, and she had seen even more grotesque ones before.

“Oppa, do you think these clowns will come up?”

Kim Myungjin was worried.

“Highly likely!”

Lin Baici observed the clowns on the street, trying to spot anyone who looked like the boss: “By the way, divide these medicines; everyone gets a box!”

Lin Baici distributed the medicine he bought in the daytime to everyone.

“What kind of medicine is this?”

Li Yintong took the medicine and curiously looked at its instructions.

“For treating mental illness!”

San Miyairi understood instantly, but what was the purpose of distributing the medicine?

After smashing Pan Junjie into bits, the clowns straightened up, stood on the street, and just stared blankly into the drizzle.

“I beg you, please leave!”

Hua Yue Yu prayed.

The next second, the clowns, all at once, turned their heads, staring at the hotel.

Shh-puh!

Li Yintong quickly drew the curtains shut.

After waiting a few seconds, she peered outside with one eye.

The clowns, clutching blood-stained claw hammers, approached the hotel.

“Brother Lin, they’re coming, should we run?”

Li Yintong didn’t want to get hammered to death.

“No running!”

Lin Baici still commanded significant respect; once he made a decision, others no longer persuaded but quietly waited.

“I must be crazy, right?”

San Miyairi chuckled self-mockingly.

She was usually one to quickly escape danger, yet this time she was risking it with Lin Baici!

San Miyairi knew Lin Baici’s excellence made her increasingly trust this man.

“Damn it, why can’t we Dongying find such a remarkable man?”

San Miyairi felt frustrated.

Although San Miyairi liked Nine Province culture, she was slightly regretful that Lin Baici wasn’t a compatriot.

The sound of dense footsteps began to echo.

“They’re coming! They’re coming!”

Xia Hongyao listened intently: “Judging by the footsteps, at least thirty or forty people!”

Hua Yue Yu became nervous.

Thump thump! Thump thump!

The sound of knocking on the door ensued.

Xia Hongyao turned and glanced at Lin Baici and Gu Qingqiu: “Any instructions? If not, I’ll open the door!”

“I’ll do it!”

Kim Myungjin took a deep breath and boldly approached the room door.

“Let me go!”

Li Yintong felt the team’s atmosphere was great, not a single cowardly person.

“Everyone, stop!”

Lin Baici commanded sharply, making his way to the door.

The girls didn’t listen and followed him.

Lin Baici reached the door, turned the handle, and pulled it open.

Outside, clown faces painted entirely white surged into view, their mouths stretched to their ears, hauntingly red.

Xia Hongyao tip-toed to take a glimpse down the corridor.

Good heavens!

A large portion of the corridor was crammed with clowns, reminiscent of those mafia films where the antagonist leads a charge for a showdown with the protagonist.

“How did that saying go?”

Gu Qingqiu smiled: “Lin Baici, better surrender, there are clowns outside!”

“Cough cough!”

The foremost clown cleared its throat, directly proposing: “Two lives!”

“What does it mean?”

Hua Yue Yu murmured: “Could it be asking us for two lives?”

“Two for two, that’s quite reasonable!”

Xia Hongyao nodded, didn’t expect it to be a reasonable clown.