Inside the Chinese restaurant.
The Clown was not only strangely dressed, but his appearance was also very peculiar.
He wasn't like the red-nosed clowns in a circus meant to amuse the audience; this Clown's attire was only black and white, and he had a mini top hat on his head.
Coupled with his protruding and ugly features, he looked extremely unsightly even with the black and white clown makeup.
In summary: This was a true Clown.
There were also a pair of sisters, Tara and Dawn, in the restaurant. The Clown placed his things on a seat and sat down, directly across from Tara.
Tara couldn't help but glance at him a few more times.
As soon as the Clown noticed her gaze, he immediately looked back. He propped his elbows on the table, interlaced his fingers to form a small frame, rested his head on his clasped hands, with his chin against the back of his hand, his eyes curved, his lips turned up, and he smiled as he looked across.
This eerie scene made Tara quickly avert her gaze; the Clown's bizarre appearance and actions across from her made her a little scared.
Fortunately, there were other people in the restaurant.
John sat in front and looked back. This time, without a phantom card, he could recognize the other party just by his appearance.
Terrifier Art the Clown, who could hold his own in the clown world.
John didn't feel scared by the appearance of this thing; instead, he felt quite surprised.
After all, Terrifier was a gore film with no plot to speak of, killing from beginning to end, and Art the Clown's performance in it could even be counter-killed by an ordinary person.
However, a counter-kill was one thing, and the other party's immortality was another.
Moreover, many people don't know that Terrifier actually has a prequel.
In the prequel, Art the Clown's spread relied on videotapes; everyone who was killed would be made into a videotape.
As long as the next person played that videotape, Art the Clown could reappear from the television.
At first glance, this was a bit like Japan's famous Sadako.
It's just that I don't know how to contain this type of immortal monster: kill it, or seal it?
Jennifer followed John's gaze and glanced at Art the Clown; his ugly and comical appearance instantly made her lose interest, and she withdrew her gaze to order food from the boss.
She was only thinking about how to proceed with the post-meal exercise now.
Tara's gaze made Dawn look back, and seeing the Clown's comical appearance instantly piqued her interest.
She stumbled over to Art the Clown and said.
"Excuse me, may I take a picture with you?"
Dawn finished speaking without waiting for the Clown's consent, then, under Tara and Jennifer's disbelieving eyes, she plonked herself onto the Clown's lap and picked up her phone to take pictures.
After taking them, she even looked at his small top hat, picked it up, and flicked it. The top hat flapped against the Clown's face.
"Oh, I'm sorry, let's take another one."
"Click, click."
Dawn pinched the Clown's face and took a few more beautiful selfies. After taking them, she even said thank you before wobbling back.
John saw very clearly that Dawn wasn't wearing a bra; it wasn't that he wanted to look, but it was too obvious.
Her breasts were clearly sagging, not even half as good as Jennifer's, one could tell just by looking, the other by a slight feel.
Back in her seat, Dawn was questioned by her best friend.
"What, what is wrong with you?"
Tara couldn't understand why Dawn would provoke such a strange person whom one should avoid at all costs.
Dawn said disdainfully.
"Oh, what, is he going to chop me into pieces or something?"
This annoying tone left Tara speechless.
Just as the two were having a small friction, Art the Clown stood up, walked in front of Tara, and pulled out a ring. From his appearance, he seemed to be quite fond of her.
Tara looked at Art the Clown's big black mouth and didn't dare to refuse him directly. She could only reach out her hand, enduring the disgust, and let Art the Clown put the ring on her hand, specifically her thumb.
This made her even more certain that the Clown in front of her was definitely mentally unstable.
Art the Clown was very happy to see the ring on her finger and cheerfully walked into the restroom.
But he was soon kicked out by the boss.
"Holy crap, you beast, you smeared shit everywhere, F*ck you!"
The restaurant owner held a mop and was hitting Art the Clown while chasing him out, even throwing out the black snakeskin bag on his head.
Terrifier's bad habit: liking to defecate and then smearing the feces everywhere.
Because of this, John lost his appetite. This Art the Clown was truly a weirdo; after all, very few people or clowns liked to play with feces.
Putting everything else aside, just hearing about it made the smell almost overflow.
John and Jennifer had just left, and Tara and Dawn also exited the restaurant.
However, John stopped again at the next block.
"What's wrong, honey? Aren't you full?" Jennifer was still very concerned about this issue, as it related to the duration and her happiness.
John said speechlessly: "It's alright, why did you change your address again?"
Jennifer hugged John's arm, pressing close with her softness: "Didn't I call you once when we came? Or should I continue to call you dear?"
In Jennifer's opinion, once a relationship was established, wasn't it perfectly normal to call someone honey, or dear, or even husband?
John tried to pull his arm away but found he couldn't, so he could only say.
"Whatever you want then. I stopped not because I wasn't full, but because I'm going back to check something."
Jennifer was puzzled.
"Why go back and check?"
"Because that Clown is similar to what you encountered in your house." John didn't intend to hide it from Jennifer; she would have to face this sooner or later.
As expected, as soon as she heard it might be something like a ghost, Jennifer got scared; she already had a psychological shadow.
Even if her home was still there, she wouldn't want to go back. She would rather shamelessly move into John's house, even if it came at a cost.
Jennifer could even accept being his Mistress .
"Exorcism is so dangerous, let's find someone else to do it. How about we go home today, honey? You've already exorcised once, there's no need to push yourself so hard."
Jennifer was reluctant for John to take risks. Wouldn't it be better for them to pretend nothing happened, go home, and snuggle under the covers?
John explained: "We were targeted by that Clown when we were at that restaurant. Even if you go home, it will follow you. Instead of that, it's better to deal with it early."
Jennifer had nothing to say. She didn't understand why so many terrifying entities suddenly appeared in Round Clam Town.
Sometimes she really wanted to move.
John took out a string of keys.
"You go to my house. Didn't you want to visit the castle?"
Jennifer's beautiful eyes lit up, then she said.
"I'm scared to go alone."
"Then call your good sister to accompany you. You should have a few friends, right?"
"I think I have one…"
"That's right, call your little sister, show off to her, and tell her that you are now the primary candidate for the mistress of this castle."
"Why not the mistress, but the candidate for the mistress?"
Because the true mistress of the castle was a beautiful witch. Of course, John didn't tell Jennifer the real reason. She was already timid, and if he scared her more, she would probably stick to him.
Other places might not be safe, but the castle was absolutely safe.
John was so confident because of his childhood memories.
After coaxing Jennifer, John called the castle's butler and had him come pick her up.
Jennifer looked at John with such admiration. The castle even had a butler. Was her boyfriend really a noble?
After the butler drove Jennifer away.
John returned, ready to test the mettle of Terrifier.
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