Cang Hao stood in front of the red clown, tall, neither humble nor arrogant, and shouted: "Smart people can let others die first..."

The red clown's eyes suddenly released a burst of light, and suddenly, his hands were folded and slapped twice: "I like to play games with smart people, then let's see who dies first, and there will be a prize for the right answer..."

Cang Hao just wanted to say that this dog clown is really weird, and he doesn't know where the Diamond Alliance got such a person, maybe he was stolen from a mental hospital.

As soon as the red clown's voice fell, he stretched out his hands and pounced towards Cang Hao.

Cang Hao shook his hand and quickly grabbed the red clown's arm, but it was empty at first glance, and all he was holding in his hand was his sleeve.

Immediately, a fist with a strong wind slammed straight at Cang Hao's face.

Cang Hao quickly turned his palm into a grasp, and grabbed the red clown's wrist again.

But just when Cang Hao's hand was about to touch the red clown, the red clown's fist shook in front of Cang Hao's eyes, quickly changed direction, and smashed into Cang Hao's heart.

Cang Hao's blood was surging by this punch, and his footsteps were almost carried to the ground.

When he fought with the mirror ghost before, Cang Hao was injured, and when he was punched by the red clown, he only felt that the blood in his whole body seemed to be boiled, and he was about to come out of his mouth.

This was originally a simple move, but the Red Clown has amazing power, and the power of this move has become very powerful.

Coupled with the red clown's extremely fast speed, Cang Hao couldn't hold it at all, and took several steps back.

Shah and Mu Bei hurriedly rushed to Cang Hao's side: "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay......" Cang Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's continue..."

"I'll fuck your mother... Ahh

The red clown stood there for a long time, looking at Mu Bei who was rushing towards him violently, not only did he not make the slightest movement in his hands, but said with a smile: "It's okay, go and do it, she is already dead...... She was killed by me, you can go to hell to accompany her, and in the words of your Chinese people, it can be regarded as filial piety..."

Hearing this, Mu Bei's footsteps stagnated, and his speed couldn't help but slow down.

I knew that the red clown was a madman, but I didn't expect that this madman could even kill his own mother, which is already a complete annihilation of human nature.

"What's the matter, are you scared?" said the red clown slowly, with the same smile on his face, almost like a demented child, "I'll send you to hell to accompany her now..."

As soon as the words fell, Mu Bei's face changed suddenly, and a dagger was stuck straight in his chest.

The red clown's grimace was in front of Mu Bei's eyes at this time, less than a palm away.

The red clown's face covered under the oil paint, how many wrinkles there are on it, Mu Bei can clearly see it.

A strong chill instantly enveloped Mu Bei's whole body, and for the first time, he felt that death was so close to him.

Mu Bei didn't want to die, but a chill instantly wrapped his entire body, dragging Mu Bei towards the gate of hell little by little.

Mu Bei felt that the blood in his body was draining, and his strength was pouring out from his chest.

The face of the red clown looked like a wicked dog guarding the gate of hell in Mu Bei's eyes.

The red clown grinned at Mu Bei and smiled: "Don't worry, I won't let you die so easily......"

As he spoke, the Red Clown pulled out his dagger violently, and a stream of bloody arrows splashed out from the wound.

Mu Bei's eyes widened and he looked at his chest in shock, watching the blood gushing out, and feeling that his life was gradually leaving with the blood.

Seeing this scene, Cang Hao rushed to Mu Bei's side and stretched out his hand to hug Mu Bei.

Cang Hao's eyes gradually turned bloody, and a breath of killing erupted violently from Cang Hao's body, and the surging anger surged from the soles of Cang Hao's feet all the way to the top of his head.

"You dare to touch my brother..."Seeing that Mu Bei was injured, Cang Hao instantly gushed out a monstrous murderous aura: "Red clown, I can't think of killing you anymore, you better go and accompany your mother by yourself..."

Handed over Mu Bei to Shah to take care of, Cang Hao suddenly turned around, stared at the red clown with his eyes, and walked over step by step.

Cang Hao's steps were steady, every step seemed as if the gravity of his whole body had fallen on his feet, and a dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, and the red clown didn't even see where it was drawn, as if it suddenly appeared from another space.

Cang Hao's movements were silent, and the dagger flickered with a devouring cold light, and there was a touch of blue in the cold light, which was quite terrifying under the night.

"That's fun..."The red clown not only didn't look the slightest nervous, but laughed haha, looking very happy: "Yes, Cang Hao, take out your greatest combat power, so that we can have a good time..."

The Red Clown is indeed tough, too tough, Cang Hao must admit it.

But even if he is so strong that he is like a god, Cang Hao has to fight him, just for his brother.

Even if you can't die, you have to scrap it, so that the red clown can only go to the circus in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Cang Hao took two quick steps and rushed in front of the red clown, and the dagger passed under the red clown's armpit like a shock.

Behind the red clown's own invisible, the dagger in Cang Hao's hand turned flexibly in one direction, and at the same time, his body also turned flexibly, and the dagger flashing with cold light pierced the back of the red clown's heart.

The long-term hand-to-hand combat makes Cang Hao's moves straightforward, without any superfluous fancy, and as soon as he strikes, it is a killing move to kill the enemy.

However, Cang Hao's attack this time did not have the desired effect, because the red clown's reaction speed was very fast.

Just when the dagger was close, the red clown's body turned violently like a spinning top, and he very skillfully avoided Cang Hao's dagger.

Can't hit it, Cang Hao bullied himself again, the dagger in his hand was like a sensitive poisonous snake biting left and right, dazzling, and the angle was tricky, and it was even more difficult to prevent.

But the red clown coped with it with ease, looking very relaxed, and there was always a residual smile on the corner of his mouth, like a mockery of Cang Hao, which looked very awkward.

Cang Hao went all out, and he didn't even bother to see how Mu Bei was doing, he definitely couldn't be distracted at this time, as long as he was not careful, it was very likely that he would die in Huangquan.

The red clown dodged several times, but did not fight back.

After a few tricks with Cang Hao, the red clown's heart was also very surprised, Cang Hao's strength was unexpected.

After his brother was injured, Cang Hao's combat power increased exponentially, and he didn't know how much he improved compared to the last time he met.

Especially Cang Hao's dagger, the red clown couldn't help but be more careful, and he was not as leisurely as before.

The red clown had no other weapons in his hands, only a pair of palms, but these palms happened to be the most threatening weapon to Cang Hao.

Suddenly, there was a strange muffled sound, and the smile on the red clown's face froze suddenly, and he felt as if he was injured.

But how could it be...

The red clown couldn't believe that he was actually injured by Cang Hao, over the years, the red clown didn't know how many people he had killed, but he had only been injured by two people.

One is the Poison King, and the other is Colonel Song Shuang, both of whom are legendary Cunzài.

And what is Cang Hao, just a mercenary, even if he has the legend of a generation of soldiers, it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the red clown.

For a moment, the red clown couldn't believe it, he glanced at his waist, and there was a wound on it that left more than an inch.

A cold light flashed in the red clown's eyes, and he said three words in a gloomy manner: "Good... Good... Well..."

The voice was still wafting in the air, but the red clown's body was already like a whirlwind, rushing straight to Canghao.

Cang Hao felt the pressure increase sharply, and it was difficult to cope with it, so he had to give up attacking and turn to defense.

The red clown was furious, and the attack was like a raging storm, covering Cang Hao from all angles.

It seems that the red clown didn't use all his strength before, but was just testing Cang Hao.

That is, when the red clown broke out like this, with all his strength, it was more difficult for Cang Hao to deal with it.

A series of muffled sounds of "bang bang" sounded from Cang Hao's chest.

The red clown seized the opportunity and simply used Cang Hao's chest as a sandbag to fight, and after a few punches, he directly knocked Cang Hao out three meters away.

Cang Hao fell to the ground, even though he was protected by body armor, he still felt a burning pain in his chest.

The red clown's fist brought a powerful impact, and Cang Hao felt as if one of his ribs was broken.

However, the red clown was not comfortable, and his body was also scratched several times by Cang Hao.

Cang Hao used the dagger very trickily, avoiding the body armor on the red clown, and specifically piercing it from the weak spot.

Although these injuries are not fatal, they are enough for the Red Clown to enjoy for a while.

With a sweet throat, Cang Hao spit out a mouthful of black blood again, and the blood he vomited this night was enough.

Cang Hao stretched out his hand to wipe his mouth, and suddenly, there was a "bang" sound next to him, and a huge object was smashed.

Cang Hao was taken aback, and hurriedly looked back, but it was Bonie.

Boni's situation seems to be not much different from Cang Hao's, and he has also suffered a lot, and he has just been beaten away by the red-faced ghost.

Bonie's figure is so burly, his arms are almost as thick as the legs of the red-faced ghost, and the red-faced ghost is able to fly Bonie, and the strength he shows does not match his body at all.

The red-faced ghost is worthy of being the apprentice of the red clown, and he fights quite like a teacher.

Before the black-faced ghost Kenley was killed by Cang Hao, the red-faced ghost had been very low-key in the ghost king's party, concealing his true strength.

Cang Hao shouted at Bony weakly, "How is it?

Bony calmed his breath and grinned: "It's okay, I can't die, boss, you don't die, how can I die..."

Cang Hao smiled: "You dog-day African, thicker than my skin..."

"You're racist—" Bony rolled over and sat up, shouting in displeasure, his eyes glaring at the red-faced man viciously.

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