The Great Demon King

Chapter 355 Clown Plague
The strong man touched his face, and suddenly felt a pain in the corner of his mouth. For some reason, he felt that his mouth suddenly became so big.

No, it's not that the mouth has become bigger, but...the corners of the mouth are torn, and the cheeks are split, all the way to the ears!

The blond man's heart beat faster, he didn't know what was wrong, he was unwilling to accept this fact, so he tremblingly took out his phone and took a selfie.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

In the selfie shot of his mobile phone, he had a clown-like makeup at some point on his face, which is fine. The key point is that his clown's mouth was not painted with oil paint, but was really drawn to the sides with a sharp knife. stabbed open.

It was fine just now, why did it suddenly become like this?

The blond man is not an idiot either, he quickly thought that he had bullied a short clown just now.

This retribution...isn't it too fast?

However, the clown just lay down after being kicked by him, maybe died, maybe went into shock, anyway, no one saw the clown fight back.

The blond man smashed his mobile phone in horror, then turned his head to look at the "corpse" of the clown he kicked to the side of the road.

There was nothing there, and the clown "corpse" disappeared out of thin air at some point.

This time, not only the blond man, but all his younger brothers were terrified, clinging to each other and shivering like chicks in winter, no one dared to speak.

The chaotic crowd around, the guards maintaining order, the rescue team roaring in with ambulances, such a lively street, became a silent background for these street bastards, and it didn't matter.

No matter how lively it was, it couldn't dispel the chill in their hearts at the moment.

The corner of the blond man's mouth hurts more and more, he no longer cares about the weird atmosphere here and now, and he no longer cares about his status as the eldest brother. He wants to escape, so he hastened to escape to the hospital and get stitches For the wound, go to sterilize and reduce inflammation, go to see all kinds of advanced medical equipment, to comfort yourself, the high technology is still there, and ghosts and gods retreat.

"Go away!" The strong man rudely pushed a younger brother in front of him away, and fled forward.

"Brother, wait for us!" A younger brother grabbed the corner of the strong man, his voice was sad and frightened, and there was a hint of inexplicable weirdness.

"Let go!" The strong man slapped the younger brother's wrist vigorously, turned his head and glared, and when he saw the younger brother's appearance clearly, the angry look on his face disappeared, replaced by unbelievable horror.

Little brother, or rather, little brothers, all of them have a clown face just like him!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Just like the unlucky guy whose San value went crazy in Cthulhu's novel, the blond man is really going crazy now.

These little followers are more miserable than the big brother, the strong man, because the blond man has his face turned into a clown, but the little followers are different, their clown face is another one that grows from the forehead.

And this clown face, with its big mouth open, is gnawing at the original faces of the followers!
Face bites face, then merges and occupies.

The blond man is a lover of horror movies. He has watched almost all horror movies from all countries in the world since he was a child, but he has never seen such a terrifying scene at this moment.

The anguish on the faces of the minions, and the greedy playfulness on the face of the clown who was biting their faces, formed a very stark contrast.

"Don't leave us, big brother!" The wailing voices of the younger brothers, heard in the ears of the blond man, seemed like a ghost from hell, his only remaining instinct made him use all his strength to go Flee ahead.

The crowd in front was very dense, and the corpses that had lost their vitality were piled up in mountains. However, the blond man couldn't care less. He touched a small pistol in his arms. He knew that the hospital must be very busy now. The gun forced the doctors to sew his cheeks first.

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The citizens who had just experienced the tide of corpses saw that the tide of corpses stopped and turned back to normal corpses. Except for a few brave ones, almost no one wanted to stay on this street anymore. Everyone had only one thought—— go home.

Go home and wait until the corpses on the street are cleaned up and thoroughly disinfected before they come out again.

As for who will clean, who will carry these tens of thousands of corpses, who will disinfect and sterilize, they don't care. After all, most people in this country have a mantra: "It's none of my business (has nothing to do with me)".

Compared with the fleeing crowd, the blond man is now like a retrograde - the direction of the hospital is opposite to the direction of passers-by.

Therefore, when many fleeing citizens saw the blond man running backwards, they all gave their thumbs up—they painted themselves with clown makeup, isn't it equivalent to a mask like Spiderman?Isn't it a hero not to run away at such a time, but to go retrograde towards the disaster place?
Yes, heroes are what we want. Anyway, whenever something happens, there will always be heroes who will stand up.

As for how heroes fight disasters or villains to fight wits and bravery, fight to the death... It's still the same sentence - It's none of my business.

Unfortunately, this time, this retrograde strong man is not a superhero.

On the contrary, he is far more dangerous than the average villain.

Why do you say that?
Because ordinary villains have fixed goals and will not hurt anyone who passes them by anytime and anywhere.

But the blond man is different. Anyone who passes by him within a distance of 1 meter will all follow in the footsteps of the brawny brothers after a few seconds-a clown face grows on his forehead !

And these unlucky passers-by, like spreading the plague, passed the clown face to another person one by one...

Raise the perspective quickly from the top of the blond man's head, and you can see that all the ordinary people on the streets of Brooklyn are being quickly "infected" with a clown face.

The angle of view continues to rise, and the whole New York can be seen in a panoramic view. Due to the rapid spread of the "clown plague", in just two hours, due to the panic and chaos of the crowd, more than half of New York City fell directly.

On the surface of half of New York City, colorful clown faces stare up at the sky blankly. These clown faces are used as "pixels", looking down from the sky, forming a huge photo of clowns sticking out their tongues!
What is meant by "one wave is not flat, another wave rises again"?
This is.

However, compared with the previous tide of corpses, the current "clown plague" spreads faster and is more difficult to defend against.

"Hey hey hey~" The clown who was "kicked to death" by the blond man before was sitting on a huge hot air balloon, overlooking New York.

"It's so beautiful, this is simply... a work of art!"

(End of this chapter)