"You are pretty handsome in men's clothing."

"So too."

When Gwen heard Mihela say this to him and answered him, he was silent for a while.

But now this level of blow can no longer cause critical or damage to him.

He sorted out his collar and reached out to hold Mihaila's wrist.

The beautiful boy from Rat Dragon looked at him: "You're nervous? Or is there anything?"

Gwen let go of his hand, walked out of the door, tiptoed and looked at the big sign at the train station not far away: [30 minutes later, Wallace Brothers train arrived at the station] [90 minutes later, the bearded singer train arrived at the station] [150 minutes later,...]

After touching his pocket, Natalis gave him the pass ticket, Gwen thought this was the second one.

The first one was given by Long Yan.

The black edges and dark brown themes have gold-plated fonts on them, which look more modern.

But this may be a symbol of honor.

Gwen asked, "Mihera, when did you get your source power?"

"Why did you suddenly ask this?"

"Curious." Gwen was not in a good mood, "ask casually." He walked into the station first, took out the ticket, and asked the Wilgi ticket seller with a bear-skin hat to two seats to the circus [The Drunkard Master].

"Stand tickets? Sit tickets? Or lie down tickets?" The Wilgi asked a question that would make people laugh.

Mi Haila covered her stomach, her thighs kept trembling, and her toes were lit from time to time, making her feel uncomfortable.

Gwen used the source power to control his expression, but felt that he couldn't control it, so he smiled more presumptuously, but used illusions to cover up his expression:

"Station ticket."

What to take and what to do in the ten-minute drive? It’s not about doing business on the train! Um... Hum? Gwen vaguely grasped some of the key points of the big silver party festival of the Oxa Cha Festival, and then turned his pity to Mihaila.

After getting on the bus.

Gwen asked MiHela: "Speaking of it, MiHela, do you have no girlfriend?"

"No!"

The beautiful boy from the mouse dragon proudly raised his chest, and his tail, which was blocked by the illusion, was thrown to Gwen's calves.

"So that's it, so that's it, I understand."

Gwen thought he had already understood it completely.

Although Mihaila looks like she is several times more likely to be a spark, in terms of her innocence... well, it's almost the same.

The picture outside the window quickly went from the noisy street to the more noisy tents and the sounds of noisy laughter, colorful balloons, and clowns with red noses.

"I've never been to a place like this before," Gwen said.

"Then you are lucky."

"What's the solution?"

"People who come to the circus for the first time can enjoy first-hand divination, the first bite of sweet food and the first excitement and pleasure. I like to play with the first time." Mihaira's beautiful face was filled with a smile, which made people feel a little guilt, guilt and the wonderful misunderstanding of what he said.

"We have a job." Gwen put his hands in his pockets, and the thick oil on his face could not cover his delicate facial features, which attracted many people to look back and watch frequently.

Mihaila also enjoys this kind of treatment, but he is more enthusiastic. The smile on his face has never stopped at all, and he still gives a blowing kiss to the person he has watched for a long time. It really makes people want to do him hard, do pull-ups for him, push-ups and sit-ups 30 minutes coaching package, 60 minutes gold medal coaching package, 90 minutes yoga suit soft gym worry!

"Relax," said Mihela. "Although it's work, you have to do it with the mood of enjoyment. Otherwise, how can we find those who sneak in?"

"I have a way." Gwen wasn't here to really have fun.

"Please say."

Gwen tilted his head and looked at the terrain of the train. "I will give them a gift."

"oh?"

Gwen's right hand gently pressed on his stomach, "I transformed some shadow beasts and transformed them into varieties that could release large-scale shadow pheromones. Then, I would give them to them as a heart-fighting demon and detonate them, and finally..."

"Capture through the perception system? That's right. This plan, as long as you believe in the inner siege, you will suffer. If you are here," Mihaila smiled and asked another question, "What if there are innocent people who believe in the inner siege?"

"…"

"What are you doing, why are you looking at me?"

"I just want to see you and see if you will feel guilty and a wrong attitude towards the words you said. That's all."

"oops."

Gwen ignored him and did whatever he said.

...

There is a preparation room on the third carriage of the Drunkard Master. The space is relatively small and can only accommodate a few people for preparation. This place is used as a preparation space for clowns. Twenty or thirty people often squeeze in to fit their noses with red noses and put on loud snap shoes. When so many people enter, they will naturally become unprepared, but it doesn't matter, just deduct wages - although the clown's untidy dress will not hinder business, but it will not hinder exploitation on this grounds.

Richard Aiwa, Mr. Li is an exploited clown.

When he thought of the boss who was divided into six equal parts on the back of his car, he couldn't help but laugh. His friend, who was twisting his nose in a crowded environment, heard it and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? He's getting into the state so quickly?"

"without…"

As professional clowns, they must keep a persistent smile and laugh all day after appearing.

This is very difficult.

Especially when thinking about the wages deducted after get off work, the rising prices, and the fucking gun oil price increase again. Tears are unconsciously about to fall, but the clown should not shed tears.

Mr. Li remembered that his friend had been taking medicine for 20 consecutive days to prepare for the Oxygen Tea Festival.

20 days ago, the boss of six equal parts announced a so-called "swearing ceremony."

Although everyone is a little dissatisfied with the boss moving all the holidays to the Ox Tea Festival, and even more dissatisfied with having to take fake jobs during the Ox Tea Festival, but...

Finally, I took medicines that were said to make people feel happy.

Mr. Li looked at his friend and noticed that the other party's eyes were a little distracted. He smiled nervously twice, "No, I'm really happy."

His friend glanced at him, nodded silently, raised the corner of his mouth with expressionless expression, and laughed: "Yes, everyone is the same."

Fortunately, the boss has been turned into six equal parts.

Mr. Li hummed a small song and put on makeup for himself. He could laugh happily without taking medicine.

"Wait, brothers, soon, a firework symbolizing freedom will bloom here."

He felt even happier when he remembered the strong explosives stuffed under the bed and on his single room.

...

Halfway through the performance, Mr. Li found an excuse to go to the bathroom and went back to the room.

The manager, the arrogant "high-level Wirgi clown, said, "Works will be deducted for more than one minute to go to the toilet, but who cares about such a little salary now? What he cares about is higher-level things, higher-level things, a big firework show, a firework show at the yogurt festival. Of course, it will only blow up the front of a train, and no one will suffer casualties... As long as no one will go to the front of the train at this time...

Back to the dormitory.

He suddenly heard a very soft sigh.

Mr. Li shouted, "Who?"

【Accept my gift】

The gentle voice said.

Then a black insect appeared in front of Mr. Li, with invisible eyes, as the size of a puppy, and it would never be misunderstood.

This is…

Gift from the Heart-Slayer?

Mr. Li couldn't explain in an instant whether he was surprised or panic in his heart. According to the believers, the demon of the heart flew would not respond to prayers, but why did he give him this thing? Moreover, this insect made up of shadows looked so evil.

Squirt.

The bug suddenly swelled like a black balloon.

Bang!

It exploded, but nothing came out, and it disappeared silently.

Mr. Danli felt that something seemed to mark himself.

This kind of thing...

escape!

This unreasonable inspiration made him wake up all of a sudden. He quickly took off his shoes to reveal the sneakers inside. At the same time, he pulled off the clothes on his body, revealing the clothes that were ready for exercise. He put the backpack that was ready for escape supplies stored in the trash can and picked up the cheap homemade submachine gun and ran out!

This inspiration has saved him many times!

After rushing downstairs, he fled from the house in panic under the strange and inexplicable eyes of people, as if he was escaping from some kind of nightmare.

Follow the underground passage of the third carriage and run all the way to the train's junction. As long as you are brave enough, jump down and keep moving, you can get out of the Drunkard Master, and then go to the scheduled evacuation point and leave the Messenger Master...

He ran wildly.

rustle…
To be continued...