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Great, It’s the Pervy Neighbor. We’re Doomed

Chapter 102: The Clown’s Killing Obsession

Author: 吃人的妖怪
updatedAt: 2025-09-10

Although he had made it through, his heart was still riddled with countless wounds.

At this moment, you would never guess that he had gotten involved again with one of his former disciples!!!!

Ultimate Rich Kid: Damn, what a lucky guy! One or two female disciples falling for their master! If this was on those female-targeted platforms, it could be a whole novel!

I am the Hero: Wrong! You’re wrong again!

Ultimate Rich Kid, a little unconvinced: Where exactly am I wrong?!

I am the Hero: He got involved with a second disciple, but this second disciple is actually a guy!

Ultimate Rich Kid: ????? What the hell is this guy? Isn’t he a normal man? Even if he’s emotionally damaged, he should be with a woman, not a man!

I am the Hero: Actually, this clown didn’t even realize it himself at first. He’s bisexual and only discovered this after falling in love with the second disciple.

Ultimate Rich Kid: Are there really that many gays and bisexuals these days? First that refined old man in a suit, now this clown...

Domineering Female CEO popped up: There are actually many gays and bisexuals. Look at the emperors of the Han Dynasty in our country’s history—many had relationships like Longyang’s.

Ultimate Rich Kid: …

I am the Hero: Alright, I’ll continue. After being with his male disciple, the clown had a brief period of happiness. But soon, the disciple grew tired of him and did something disgusting. At a same-sex gathering, the disciple drugged the clown and handed him over.

After that, you can guess what happened. The clown’s mind completely broke and twisted. He committed numerous murders, including that male disciple and the former female disciple, both among his victims.

If you search online now, you can still find some news about it. The Clown Serial Murders!

Ultimate Rich Kid: You’ve said so much, but you still haven’t talked about him killing live on stream!

I am the Hero: I watched him kill once. It was at the welcome party performance. After the show, he would go down and collect tips.

If there were viewers who didn’t tip, the clown would single them out.

If everyone tipped, then the one who tipped the least would be targeted.

Ultimate Rich Kid: Oh, so that’s the clown’s killing obsession or rule?

Damn, that means it’s a contest of who’s stingiest and who’s unlucky!

Interesting! This is only day one, and the welcome party at night already has hidden killing intent! The last round only had one death—boring! Wait, I just realized! If Jiang Ran and the other four lab rats don’t tip the least, and the stingiest are other perverted criminal residents of the apartment, will the clown still target them?

I am the Hero: Yes, the perverted criminals in the apartment are already hunting each other. The lab rats’ appearance just eased that tension.

Back to the Alice Apartment perspective.

At this moment, the clown had finished his performance.

After the show, like a magician, he pulled out a black top hat.

Wearing an adorable smile and exaggerated steps, he carried the black top hat and approached the crowd sitting below eating barbecue.

He began to collect tips.

The old residents below seemed to know the rules well. One by one, they took different bills from their pockets and dropped them into the black top hat.

The more money given, the brighter the clown’s smile.

The clown came to the fitness coach, Sun Yijie, to ask for money.

To be honest, Sun Yijie didn’t want to give.

He thought from the start this was a free personal performance and never expected to have to pay!

Never mind that he had spent most of his funds being chased all the way here;

even if he had money, he wouldn’t want to pay.

He was used to freeloading. When he was a fitness coach, his female trainees didn’t cost him anything. So having to pay for anything voluntarily was more painful than death.

But seeing all the residents giving money, he couldn’t refuse—face was at stake.

He felt his pockets and found them empty, so he came up with a plan:

“Ah, sorry, I really want to tip, but I don’t have any change on me. Sorry about that! Haha!”

Sun Yijie thought that nowadays young people all use mobile payments. Who carries cash? So not having change was reasonable, right?

The clown said nothing. He placed the black top hat on the table and then put his hands in front of Sun Yijie.

Sun Yijie didn’t know what this guy was about to do. Was he going to slap him for not paying?

What happened next completely surprised him.

The clown suddenly clapped his hands together quickly in front of him.

The speed was so fast that because Sun Yijie’s face was close, the gust of the clap made him blink involuntarily.

When he opened his eyes again, he was shocked to see a palm-sized paper payment code appeared on each of the clown’s hands.

“Hehehe.”

The clown laughed at him.

Sun Yijie awkwardly pulled out his phone. Damn, this time he really had to pay.

He scanned the code and paid 10 yuan.

Then the clown continued collecting money.

He got to Mike next.

Mike was an American, and clown culture was very popular in the U.S.

As for this tipping request, Mike didn’t find it strange at all. After all, tipping was a common custom in white-majority countries like the U.S.

So he pulled out a 10-dollar bill.

Equivalent to 70 yuan in Chinese currency.

The clown kept collecting money and came to Wang Anjian. Wang Anjian was 22 years old, so he scanned and paid 22 yuan to the clown.

The collection continued nonstop.

Sun Yijie on the side watched with wide, envious eyes.

Making money this easily! If he ever stopped being a fitness coach, he’d become a clown actor collecting tips. Of course, that day would never come.

He cherished his various female trainees too much.

Finally, at the welcome party in the activity room, only two people hadn’t paid yet.

They were the manager Xiao Zhang and assistant manager Jiang Ran.

The clown came to them and first asked Xiao Zhang to pay.

After Xiao Zhang scanned and paid, it was Jiang Ran’s turn.

Jiang Ran naturally didn’t carry change, so he would have to scan with his phone too.

The question was: how much should he pay?

At that moment, manager Xiao Zhang quietly whispered in his ear:

“Just give 10 yuan as a courtesy. I gave 10 too.”

Jiang Ran nodded and then scanned the code to pay the clown.

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