"Do you remember what he said at the beginning? Beauty exists only in memories, and revelry is in dreams." Fang He slowly put Player No. 7 down. "This is his dream."
The clown stared intently at Fang He, his smile gradually fading.
"In other words, we just need to hold on until he wakes up from his dream."
The red rope on Fang He's wrist slowly tightened, and the other end of the rope loosened from Xiao Cheng's hand, coiling back around his forearm like a snake.
"What if he doesn't wake up?" Xu Chu looked at Fang He in astonishment. He wanted to ask why Fang He could control the red rope, but now was not the time.
"That makes it even simpler!" Xiao Cheng had been chased all the way and was already seething with anger. She picked up the chainsaw and made a rather violent gesture. "I'll beat him until he has no choice but to wake up!"
Xu Chu looked like he could fight, and in fact he was quite capable. He used the woman in red as a weapon, swinging her around like a meteor hammer with great force, showing no dignity whatsoever as a ghost.
As the animals grew larger, they also became exceptionally clumsy. Knowing they would revive, Xiao Cheng learned his lesson and stopped aiming for their heads, instead chopping off their legs.
Even though the chainsaw was broken, it was still extremely sharp, and soon a bunch of people were lying on the ground.
Fang He went straight for the clown, dodging the lion's claws and bites with a few quick maneuvers, and then kicked the clown in front of Xiao Cheng with a flying kick.
"Beat him up!"
Fang He nimbly slid in to avoid the bear's stomp, and then punched it in the chest, making it stagger.
"receive!"
Xiao Cheng stepped on the stunned clown, chuckled, raised the chainsaw in his hand, and slammed it heavily into the clown's face.
The Joker's individual fighting ability was actually not strong, and his defense was not much different from that of an ordinary person. In no time, he collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud, barely breathing.
Xiao Cheng gave him a moment to breathe: "Are you awake yet?" She patted the clown's bloodied and mangled face; to be honest, it was a little disgusting.
The clown did not respond. He stared blankly at the sky, his pupils dilating.
"Holy crap, is he dead?" Xiao Cheng didn't dare to relax, holding the chainsaw high, ready to give him another round after he revived.
Then I heard the receptionist's voice: "Congratulations to visitor number 1 for completing the A-level Carnival Amusement Park activity and earning 25 park points!"
"Friendly reminder: It is now park time. The sun will set at 5:00 PM. Please leave the park as soon as possible."
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