"Hey, hey, hey. The next target of the prank is you!!!"

With the sound of a gloomy word, countless small square boxes suddenly stood around.

"Aha. "

With a strange scream, a terrifying shape of the puppet doll popped up from the box...

"Tutu Tu. "

Countless energy bullets shot out of the puppet's mouth as they appeared. Swiftly attacked Mo Yu and Tyrone...

"Mystic: Wind Barrier. "

A roar. A blood-red wall of wind stood from the bottom up with the unsheath of the long sword in front of Mo Yu and Tyrone, blocking the attacks around Rice.

"Look behind you. "

Before Mo Yu could make any moves, the voice of Yin Yu sounded again.

"Phew. "

A dagger with green light came out from behind Tyrone at some point, and quickly attacked Tyrone.

"What?"

Tyrone's pupils shrank.,When did he appear behind him.。。

Looking at the green light on the dagger, you know that the dagger must be poisonous. Touch it and die.

"Ding. . . "

A shuriken flew out of Tyrone's cloak and hit the dagger with a crisp sound...

"It's fun. "

As the words sounded, countless daggers glowing with green light suddenly flew out of thin air in all directions.

"Hmph. Pretending to be a ghost. "

A wave of anger welled up in Mo Yu's heart. Dare to tease yourself.

"The Secret Art of Blood: Explosion of Blood... "

A red light emerged from Mo Yu's body, and as the red light rose, a huge stream of blood gushed out from Mo Yu's body... Knock all the daggers that come from all directions flying.。。

The blood-stained dagger slowly emitted a puff of black smoke...

"Whew. "

The sound of corrosion kept ringing...

"Oops!!"

A figure was blasted out under the explosion of blood... Slightly embarrassed to escape from the fluctuation range of blood gas...

Mo Yu looked at it fixedly. The figure was very thin. Wearing a very weird hat.。。 He was dressed in half-black and half-red. The pants surrounded by plaid look overweight.

Turning around, a face covered in white powder, black eyes, and bright red lips. Funny nose... All this shows who this man is ...

He's like a circus clown...

Holding two short daggers in his hands, the green light on the daggers is reflected, and at a glance, you can see that it is even more terrifying than the previous ones...

"Oops. It's scary. "

Although he said that it was terrible, there was a look of fear on his face. But from his smiling eyes, you can see his psychology at the moment.

"Everything here is what you do. "

Frowning, before Mo Yu could speak, Tyrone asked first...

"You say here. . . The clown first made a thoughtful look, and suddenly, he showed an expression of sudden realization.

"yes, why, do you think it's art?"

"You !!"

"By the way, I haven't introduced it yet. "

The clown bent his right hand in front of him and his left hand against his back, bending slightly towards Mo Yu and Tyrone. It looks like an aristocrat, not like a clown at all.

"My name is !!! Sacco"

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