Chapter 5 Happy Circus 4
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As soon as the boy finished speaking, the players fell silent for an instant.
The middle-aged woman who screamed earlier even covered her mouth and nose tightly.
Soon, the lights came on again.
On the originally empty stage, a little boy suddenly appeared.
He was wearing a well-tailored blue suit. He looked about ten years old. He still had baby fat on his face and looked extremely cute.
Although he was a child, the little boy made an adult gentleman's ceremony to the audience very smoothly, and his voice was the same: "Welcome to the Happy Circus. I am Joel, the leader of the circus."
"Please rest assured that the circus performance, which only takes place once a year and lasts for seven days, will definitely meet the expectations of all audiences as it did in previous years."
He looks fair and tender, but when he spoke with such playful words, even if his voice was seriously inconsistent with his appearance, it made all the audience smile knowingly.
"However, there are also many distinguished guests coming from out of town to watch the performance this year."
"So for today's first show, I wonder if I can invite a distinguished guest to help open the show?"
Joel looked at the players sitting in the first row with smiling eyes, and tapped them one by one, as if distressed: "But who should I choose?"
Lucia, who was sitting at the bottom, straightened up slightly. She glanced at Bella, who was a little scared next to her, and shook her head slightly: "It shouldn't be us."
So far, they have not done anything to attract the attention of the NPCs.
Bella's heart was pounding in fear, and under the hint of Lucia's eyes, she remembered what the boy said when the lights went out.
"Ahhhh, that's right!"
"Is there a lady in the VIP table who was shouting excitedly because we were about to perform?"
Sure enough, Joel jumped up excitedly and pointed the finger without the microphone at the pale middle-aged woman sitting on the chair.
"So, let's welcome this lady who is particularly fond of us with a warm round of applause!"
The stadium immediately burst into extremely lively applause.
As the light shines on, the face of the middle-aged woman sitting becomes paler. She looks around helplessly, her lips trembling as she wants to say something.
The fat man caught her gaze and quickly looked away, fearing that he would be dragged onto the stage as well.
Lucia noticed that the boy next to her looked at the man next to her several times without speaking, and when he didn't receive a response from the other party, he stopped moving.
The middle-aged woman glanced at them desperately, and could only slowly get on the stage under Joel's constant urging.
Joel got another microphone from nowhere, raised his head and handed the microphone to the middle-aged woman with a bright smile: "Madam, thank you very much for agreeing to help us perform our first performance. Do you particularly like our program?" ?”
The middle-aged woman tremblingly bent over and took the microphone from Joel, showing a difficult smile: "Yes, yes, I like it very much, so, that's why I couldn't help shouting just now."
She desperately tried to find an excuse for screaming.
Joel didn't seem to see the fear in the woman's smile. His smiling eyes narrowed, looking particularly cute: "Is that so? Then today's first performance must satisfy you."
The middle-aged woman breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her words made Joel feel compassionate.
The boy sighed.
Lucia heard the boy sigh and lowered her eyes slightly, hiding the thoughts in her eyes.
It seems that the middle-aged woman just said some unnecessary words and broke some rules.
Yes, rules.
After the boy reminded her aloud, she discovered a lot of things wrong. For example, when the lights dimmed, normal people would be frightened, and some people might even be frightened and scream. In reality, this is human nature.
But this is a horror game.
According to general logic, if you don't make a sound or make no obvious noise in the dark, even a ghost will not be able to detect it for the time being. But what if you make a sound?
Does that mean you have been discovered and you are being targeted?
The middle-aged woman just screamed in the dark, so she was discovered by the NPC named Joel.
Following Lucia's suspicion, the lights on the stage went out again, leaving only a weak white light shining on the middle-aged woman standing in the middle of the stage.
She was obviously panicked, but because she had learned from the past, her lips kept trembling and she did not dare to make any sound.
In the darkness, only Joel's increasingly excited shouts could be heard: "Now, let's invite the first performer!"
"Mr. Stephen, the most popular voice in history!"
As Joel finished speaking, the stage lights gradually turned on, and a figure in a suit gradually emerged.
When he saw the whole picture of that person, even a relatively calm person like Lucia couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Bella next to her even gasped slightly.
It was an extremely strange face.
He was wearing a black jazz hat, and the skin on half of his face was gray-white. Above were turbid yellow eyes, and the whites of the eyes were almost invisible. The teeth exposed were the fangs of wild beasts. Dripping with yellow water. The other half of his face still looks like a normal man, but that eye is obviously a necrotic black hole.
It was as if half of the face had been cut open and then the other half of an unknown animal's face was forcibly sewn together.
Stephen held the microphone in his hand and bowed gracefully to the audience, slowly approaching the middle-aged woman who was already trembling with fear from his appearance.
Lucia keenly noticed that his exposed wrist was obviously stained with some unknown red liquid.
"Is this the distinguished guest who is performing with me today?"
Stephen stared at the middle-aged woman and said.
"Yes, Mr. Stephen." Joel in the corner replied immediately.
"Very nice, a very pretty lady."
Stephen licked the corners of his mouth and showed a scary smile.
Hearing these words, the players in the audience, including all the spectators at the back, paused for a few seconds before starting to make noise again.
Joel seemed not surprised: "Haha, Mr. Stephen loves all ladies as always!"
"But what kind of performance does Mr. Stephen intend to bring to the audience today?" Joel said.
The middle-aged woman's teeth chattered loudly. She looked at the monster very close to her and backed away tremblingly.
When Stephen heard this, he touched the middle-aged woman's face with the unknown red liquid that was covered in it as if he was thinking about it. His movements were as gentle as if he were caressing his lover.
"Every beautiful lady always likes to wear dresses dyed with red paint."
He sighed, and then sighed in distress: "But now there is no paint."
"However, I believe that the beautiful lady is willing to help me make the paint together, right?"
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman's eyes widened, she turned around and ran off the stage, shouting no, no, no.
Stephen was visibly disappointed by her escape.
The next second, the little monkeys who ran out of nowhere jumped out and pushed the middle-aged woman to the ground, who was struggling to run back.
Stephen held a white gauze skirt that appeared at some point in his hand, took out a dagger from his suit pocket, and gently slit the middle-aged woman's wrist.
"Be good, beautiful ladies are always well-behaved and lovable..."
Stephen looked at the cut wound on her wrist, a sick smile on that terrifying face.
The next second, the so-called red [pigment] spurted out, greedily and slowly rushing towards the white gauze skirt.
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