Chapter 124

"…"

Wang Quan lowered his head and looked at the tip of the knife protruding from his chest as well as the spurting blood. He couldn't help but want to sing a song.

"How can I bear to let you suffer?

"I'm the one who gave you freedom."

"If you want to fly."

"Go, stab me in the back."

Wang Quan hummed a few lines of Zhang Xinzhe's "Overboard," but the two audience members obviously couldn't appreciate the love song of the Old Prince.

There was no applause or whistling.

Wang Quan took a few steps forward and pulled his body away from the knife.

Then, he bled profusely.

But in just a few seconds, the wound healed.

Wang Quan smacked his lips. "These are my new clothes …"

In the end, his shirt, suit jacket, and long windbreaker were all ruined.

Wang Quan turned around and looked at Miss Mary with a smile. "How are you going to compensate me?"

He looked like a clown now.

Miss Mary naturally wouldn't answer him.

She turned around and planned to leave.

The bug had disappeared, and its killing logic had been completed. After all, the knife had indeed pierced through Wang Quan's heart, and his heart had indeed stopped beating for a few seconds.

Now, it was going to look for its next target.

But before she could take two steps, she was lifted up by the back of her neck. Her two short legs were still flailing in the air.

Wang Quan lifted her up and glanced at her. Then he curled his lips in disdain. "Bloomers …"

Although her skin felt good and her body was fleshy.

But there was no warmth to speak of.

Wang Quan was bored. He looked at Miss Mary who was holding a knife to "trim" his fingers. "In the end, I'm still too strong."

Two greenish-black stone doors suddenly rose from the ground behind him.

The two stone doors formed a semicircular arch. The shape was similar to the two doors in the "Detective Conan" animation. The door was carved with complicated eye sculptures, similar to the magic circle in the "Love Nest."

Then, the door opened behind Wang Quan.

It was dark inside the door.

Wang Quan threw Miss Mary into the door.

Then, the door closed and slowly sank into the ground.

The "Love Nest" had been redivided by Wang Quan.

Miss Mary was thrown into one of the independent spaces.

Unless there was an order from Wang Quan, she probably wouldn't be able to come out.

Wang Quan looked down at his body.

There was a large patch of dark red on his chest, and his clothes were torn.

He couldn't wear these clothes anymore.

It just so happened that this was a supermarket, and there were high-end suits.

Wang Quan decided to borrow some clothes to wear later.

The kind that he wouldn't return.

He had always been happy to fight against the capitalists.

And he was a hero who could seal the frees.

He had protected the world, so it was reasonable for him to borrow some clothes to wear.

He had to solve it.

He looked at the mirror. First, he had to solve the problem of the clown in the mirror.

The mirror. He looked at him. from the Mary.

The Of Quan looked at him.

Both of them.

However, Wang Quan's smile was one of ridicule.

To put it bluntly, it was a sarcastic and infuriating smile.

Meanwhile, the clown in the mirror had a creepy smile on his face.

After laughing for a while, Wang Quan stopped.

He raised his hand and hooked his finger at the mirror. "Come out if you have the guts."

Yes, that was the problem.

He couldn't get into the mirror!

He tried, but the black and red mist and the blood-red ink couldn't get into the mirror either.

Or it could be said that this was just an ordinary full-length mirror, so neither of the two abilities worked.

It was also possible that Wang Quan hadn't displayed the true effect of the two abilities.

But soon, Wang Quan stopped worrying.

Because the clown in the mirror suddenly began to stab his left arm with the dagger in his hand.

Outside the mirror, Wang Quan's mirrored right arm also started to spurt blood.

"Oh?"

Wang Quan's eyes lit up. He was energized.

He used his palm as a knife and stabbed it into his abdomen.

The Of Quan's abdomen also had a hole, and the amount of blood was huge!

The Of Quan was stunned and became even crazier.

The Of Quan kept stabbing his chest with the dagger. His back was like a hornet's nest.

Wang Quan wasn't weak either. He also hurt his own body.

The man and the freak seemed to be competing in self-mutilation.

Or like Guo Degang's "Hooligan" crosstalk, they were competing to be more ruthless!

But it was clear that the man and the freak were evenly matched.

The blood at Wang Quan's feet almost formed a pool.

He used the black and red mist to repair his body. At the same time, he observed the Of Quan in the mirror.

As Wang Quan's injuries healed, the Of Quan in the mirror's injuries also healed at the same time.

"As expected, it doesn't work …"

He thought that the Of Quan in the mirror's injuries would not heal at the same time as him.

Wang Quan fell into deep thought.

But just as he was thinking of countermeasures, the Of Quan in the mirror was getting impatient.

Or rather, the freak had no emotions. It was just carrying out the next step of its own rules — to kill Wang Quan.

But it was clear that normal methods could no longer kill Wang Quan.

Therefore, it decided to give Wang Quan a ruthless blow.

It aimed the dagger in its hand and suddenly flashed a disgusting smile at Wang Quan.

Then, the dagger in its hand pierced three inches below its navel!

"F * ck?!"

Wang Quan was really shocked this time!

Even if that place could recover, he might not be able to be tough in the future because of the psychological trauma!

It all happened in the blink of an eye!

Wang Quan, who was forced into a dead end, decided to go all out!

He grabbed his head with both hands and exerted force!

He twisted his head off!

The Of Quan in the mirror's hand suddenly stopped less than a centimeter away from his crotch.

Then, its head was removed, and its whole body fell to the ground.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down Wang Quan's face.

He put his head back and heaved a sigh of relief.

Almost!

Just a little bit more and the biggest psychological trauma of his life would have appeared!

At that moment, the Mirror Clown got up.

It picked up its head and put it back, but it did not mutilate itself. Instead, it jumped out of the mirror.

In the mirror, Wang Quan had returned to his original state. The clown makeup on his face was gone, and his wine-red swept-back hairstyle had turned back to black.

It seemed that he had escaped from this weird killing logic.

Fortunately, it was not the type that kept killing the same person.

According to Ichiro Kenike, there were several types of area-of-effect freaks in this world.

As long as one appeared within the range of the freak's rules, as long as it was alive, it would be killed.

Even if one had an immortal body, one would still be killed countless times.

Unless one left the range, one would die without a doubt.

Obviously, the Mirror Clown was not that type.

It patted its butt, raised its head, and was about to leave to find its next target.

However, before it could take two steps, it was knocked down by Wang Quan's leg. Then, Wang Quan grabbed its leg and dragged it back. It did not matter even if the Mirror Clown scratched the ground with its fingernails.

It turned around and saw Wang Quan's creepy, disgusting, and wretched smile.

"If you're really the culprit that made me switch bodies with that Naganao Kuroda, if I let you escape … How am I going to switch bodies in the future?"

The bluish-gray stone door behind Wang Quan opened again, and the struggling Clown was thrown into it.

The stone door disappeared again.

Wang Quan seemed to recall the touch of Wangyue Lin's good figure and the annoyed warning she left in her notes. He licked his lips and smiled evilly.

"Hehehe …"