Bear Lord Volibear

"...You mother is on purpose!"

"Stop talking nonsense, the determination is yours, the action is called by you, and you agree to the plan. You said everything is ready, only owed to the east wind, but when things come, we discover that we didn’t even prepare for the show, who do you think is the harm Yes, if you really have a human soul, don't be like a bear chirping, get out and get ready!"

Ari's rare domineering roar, Volibear was speechless for a while, looking desperately at an oversized sling and low-cut prom skirt that was three wide aunts.

This is prepared by Zack the Clown, saying that he did not prepare the program, do you believe it?

"But what do you want me to sing?"

"Whatever, as long as you make a deep impression on people, anyway, if you have a singing crystal, you can do it even if you have an abortion."

Watching Ari turn around to go to the background of other matters, Volibear watched the unprovoked evil of a piece of clothing rise from his courage.

You impressed me, right? That's okay, you definitely impressed you.

The time has come to the evening, probably for a long time there is no decent entertainment. When the tent is set up after dinner in the evening, there are already crowds of people outside. Deborah's sad face finally bloomed today because the box in front of him was heavy. Silver and copper coins.

Volibear promised him not only the health and safety of his family, but also all the income of the circus this time. It took less than ten minutes to start the show and at least ten kilograms of currency was put into the box in front of him. Makes him ecstatic.It is estimated that today, after all, it is not enough for a person to obey by fist alone. Carrots and sticks are the last and unchanging principle. Deborah died for wealth, and can also live for wealth. Money is fatal to him. Attraction, only with enough benefits can he work hard for his own side, after all, he also occupies a large share in this plan.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the huge high-top tent was full of people. Under the anticipation of all kinds of conspiracies, in a group of troops, seven in and seven out of the army did not change their faces, but they had to face the eyes of the public. The hero was in a hurry, and the maiden performance of the Mirage Brigade officially kicked off.

"Hey, ladies~ gentlemen~ uneducated bear kids~, when we first met, I am your best clown. You can call me Sako, call me the clown, call me lunatic, but I like people calling me the most. Sweetheart, because I can always make others laugh so sweetly. If you don’t laugh, I’ll draw one for you."

The clown rushed out of the curtain with enthusiasm and excitement, greeted loudly in an extremely exaggerated and dramatic tone, and when he opened his mouth, it caused a little laughter in the noisy audience.

Under the shining of the two staff's silver-coated mirrors set up spotlights on the high platform, the audience can see the clown in a red and white festive and funny costume, with a thick foundation on his face and a red nose under his feet. Stepping on two screaming chickens, hung all kinds of fragmentary and shiny trinkets, under the shining of lights, they flickered like a walking Christmas tree.

"Welcome to my famous Phantom Brigade. What? You have never heard of the Phantom Brigade. It's really sad. Then remember this night, because it will be unforgettable forever."

The clown shouted enthusiastically, applauded strongly for himself, and resounded through the audience with the help of a metal loudspeaker barrel taller than a person in front of him.

Then a huge coffin like an iron box fell from the sky in free fall, pressing him underneath with a terrifying aura. The dull voice, let alone a person, would be crushed into pieces of paper even if it was a cow.

"Huh~!"

The audience was a little surprised.

"Hey, I'm dead? No, I'm not dead, you idiots, I told you a few times, don't litter."

The clown got out from behind the tin box and stood on one side and shouted loudly to the top of the tent. The audience was shocked and responded with fragmentary applause.

However, the only response from the staff above was to drop an identical metal box and press him down again. This time Nami Nami stood up from the metal box with her upper body, blushing and excited to the audience. Wave.

"Hey, there's no end to it, but it's the second time, have you thrown it all down?"

The clown climbed out of the box and yelled at the top of the tent.

Then I was soaked.

The audience burst into laughter.

A bucket of water fell from that day. Not only did it drench the clown below, but also filled the two metal boxes with water. Nami threw it excitedly and vomited water like a clown.

At the same time, a ring of fire covered with grease also slowly fell, hanging between two iron boxes filled with water, a match fell, and the fire was ignited, and Nami was suddenly raised. The flame dropped, and then retracted into the water, only half of his head bubbling.

"Come on, my fish mermaid, I will show the audience a dance of the fire ring. After the dance, please eat crayfish."

The clown was holding a suspender in one hand and stood by the iron box opposite the ring of fire. A red lobster was hanging from the suspender, temptation to Nami, and she shook her head firmly and spit out Try to put out the fire.

"The disobedient little things, don't jump, we eat boiled fish if they don't jump."

The clown angrily threw the fishing rod and ran behind Nami’s metal box. The audience couldn’t see what he had done, but after a while, Nami looked at her water tank with blue smoke. There was a faint flame under the water tank.

Nami hurriedly slapped the water and was at a loss. The clown got some chopped green onion, salt, and vanilla to sprinkle in her water, and even added a few peppers.

"This fish soup can be eaten in five minutes. Does anyone in the audience want a bowl?"

The audience cheered, watching the little mermaid's flustered expression, they couldn't help shouting for a bowl, which made Nami even more flustered, and seeing the clown's serious soup-making appearance, if you don't dance anymore To be boiled into fish soup, she could only jump forward with a calm expression on her teeth.

Jumped over the circle of fire.

The audience applauded cheerfully. After jumping through the ring of fire, Nami was holding her fishtail and blowing her breath. She was stunned to see the audience applauding, and she also clapped herself with a smile.

But what I didn't expect was that the clown also came along, took some onion rings and chili seeds and threw them into this tin box. Nami looked at him confusedly, and even took a slice of onion and chewed and asked. .

"what are you doing?"

"It's okay, you keep playing."

The clown coaxed with a face dealing with the child's tone, but at this time the audience burst into laughter than hand-painted. Nami became even more dazed. Following the audience's gestures, she let out her upper body and looked out of the iron suitcase and found herself There was also a pulsating fire in the gap near the ground in the metal box under him, and the metal box just said boiled fish, but now this metal box reads spicy fish pot.

"Three copper coins for boiled fish, four copper coins for spicy fish pot, buy three get one free, first come first served...Oh, the fish is gone! Don't run, the soup is not ready yet."

The clown scooped a bowl and blinked his mouth to taste it, and yelled loudly, but Nami screamed and took out a fire stick from behind the tin box and ran into the curtain with the tail of the fish. Here, the funny appearance made the audience roar with laughter.

"Okay, okay, the fish ran away, the fish soup can’t be drunk, let’s move on to the next show. Everyone likes the most thrilling throwing knife game. We have our sexy female assistant, the beautiful little fox who makes people want to work. fox."

The clown threw away the spoon in his hand annoyed, and touched his red nose and shouted excitedly.

Amidst his screams, Ari made her debut on the catwalk under the focus of the lights. It was different from the look when she entered the door today. At this time, she was wearing a shiny black bunny costume with diamonds, without a skirt. It’s a translucent silk stocking with high heels. Behind the peacock’s screen, a colorful stiff tail is blooming. The tail is like a Christmas tree with various shiny ornaments. The ears on the head are not hidden but generously exposed. , It’s just that there are two slender horns with a bow on the ears. The bare skin and shoulders are tattooed with mysterious and mysterious rose patterns. They look sexy and hot like a legendary succubus.

As soon as they came out of the field, the whistles like howling wolves came and went one after another, and all the men became excited like chicken blood.

"Hey, quiet, quiet, all quiet for me."

The clown carried the tin box and yelled very unhappily, probably because his movements and expressions were too funny, and the howling wolves were a little quieter.

"The next thing you will see is the flying knife performance, watching my wonderful flying knife art, do you want to know if the beauty next to me will be splashed with blood for five steps, and the knife blooms on the beautiful skin. Open your eyes and take a good look at the scenery. Come here, bring the flying knife turntable to me and tie the little fox on it."

Following the clown’s sharp voice, Pinocchio’s nose with an uncomfortable expression of stepping on shit pushed a wheel frame out of the curtain, placed it on the side of the tin box, and took out two boxes and placed them in After turning around the edge of the metal box filled with drinking water, the clown and Ari also stood on both sides of the fire ring.

"Dear viewers, the next step is to witness the screaming moment of bloody art. Don't close your eyes, otherwise you will miss the wonderful moment... Wait, why are you tied to me?! Tied the opposite one, I am responsible for losing Throwing knives, you tied the wrong way!"

The clown said to himself that Yasuo had already taken him to the wheel frame and tied his hands and feet, regardless of his struggle, walked to Ari's side with a smile.

"No, that's how the script is played?"

Ari smiled slyly, and leisurely picked up a delicate flying knife, very layman, very light and fluttering like a hydrangea, and the flying knife was inserted between the clown's legs.

"It's really your target. Even if I change my job to a nine-tailed cat, nine lives are not enough. Besides, don't you think it's cliché to shoot beautiful women with flying knives? The audience is tired of watching it. Now it's popular that beautiful women shoot clowns."

Ari blew a kiss to Yasuo, then picked up a flying knife and smiled. The audience echoed all kinds of voices, coaxing and shooting quickly.

"You can't do this. I am the leader of the Phantom Brigade. I was killed by you and the Phantom Brigade was disbanded."

The clown exclaimed this struggling to protest.

"Oh, isn't it? It's a pity." Ari covered her mouth in surprise and threw away the flying knife. The audience booed, and the clown's face smiled again.