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Hearing Cheng Mo's voice, Clown Sis turned his eyes to Cheng Mo who was sitting at the second table in the dining car. He stood there and stared at Cheng Mo for a long time before turning around and walking towards Cheng Mo, "Hello! Boy!

You have a strong desire to survive! This time you took first place again!"

As the clown Sis said this, he walked to the dining table where Cheng Mo was sitting in full view of everyone, tilted his head and looked at Xie Minyun next to Cheng Mo, "Oh! What's wrong with your poor little girlfriend? It looks like her

Things aren’t going well?”

"I guess she was frightened by some of your actions, so she temporarily blocked her senses."

As soon as Cheng Mo finished his words, the clown Sith grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up from his seat. He was raised high with one hand. The wind blew over Cheng Mo's head, making his black hair messy.

Flying, the torn irregular tooth marks on the roof of the carriage were not far from his head. The bright sunlight made him unable to open his eyes, and the rapid wind made it difficult for him to breathe.

Cheng Mo could only turn his head, hiding from the sun to open his eyes, and facing the strong wind to inhale.

Xie Minyun, who was sitting next to Cheng Mo, didn't react at all, but Cao Yiwei, the black tiger sitting opposite Cheng Mo, put his right hand on his watch under the table, while Kuaishou Zhang Yang grabbed Cao Yiwei with one hand and gently

Shaked his head.

The clown Sith stretched out his hand to turn Cheng Mo's face, pinched his cheeks, and said in a calm voice: "Hey! Boy, look at me, don't be afraid to face death. Although it may cause some anxiety, there are also

It may greatly enrich your whole life. You must know that although death can destroy us physically, it can also save us spiritually."

Cheng Mo squinted his eyes and looked at the clown Sith with a very calm expression. Because the wind was too strong, Cheng Mo said with some difficulty: "I am no stranger to death, so if you want to scare me with this, is it?

Impossible."

The clown Sith looked into Cheng Mo's eyes. He had seen the fearful eyes countless times. He was very familiar with the joyful emotion that made his body tremble. But it was obvious that the boy in front of him was beyond his expectation. He really didn't

Why are you so scared? This makes the clown Sith very frustrated.

He placed Cheng Mo on the dining table, held Cheng Mo's shoulders with both hands, and looked at Cheng Mo with a slight bow, "You just think you are not afraid. You young people who live a comfortable life lack the understanding of the pain and complexity of life."

Acceptance and recognition of the nature of sexuality, but I am just lucky enough to be born in a family where everything is pretty good. Do you know why I like to wear masks and play clowns? Because no one in this world does not like clowns.

Everyone likes someone who can be used to make fun of. My father is a comedian. When he was brilliant, everyone looked for him for photos, autographs, and performances. At that time, no matter what he performed, people would applaud him.

Flowers and a big smile.”

"The sun is so bright today, but only I know that he dreams every day and is afraid that the people around him will not smile! I think he is a bit naive at this point, how could he not smile? Just from the bright smile

It turned into a mocking smile, just mocking his dressing sense, mocking his neurosis, mocking his outdatedness until no one laughed at him."

The clown Sith straightened up, "I was his last audience, and the only one who dared not laugh at him. Even though his jokes were so bad, I still had to laugh. At that time, I wished I was a clown.

Put a smile on your face I also understood a truth at that time, the best way to make others laugh is to make them have to laugh. Look, am I smart?"

“Everyone who doesn’t want to smile at me is dead.”

Cheng Mo said expressionlessly: "Your story is good, but I don't think you can see through my heart with this story. To be honest, judging a person from his expression, I am better than you, but it is a pity that you always wear

"Wearing a mask"

The clown Sith bent down and laughed "haha" twice, "Hey! Boy, your courage does surprise me a bit, but" he paused and tapped a little on Cheng Mo's chest with his finger, "what do you think?

Can heart disease be solved with courage? There are too many problems in the world that cannot be solved by words such as courage, belief and hard work! But I still appreciate your attitude. Maybe I followed you when you were so old.

If you were brave enough and cold-blooded enough, you could have killed my annoying father earlier. I think you are good, and I like children like you very much."

The clown Sith held Cheng Mo's cheek with both hands and said, "It seems like this is the second time I've said this, which shows that I really like you. Maybe you're really not that afraid of death, maybe you understand

When a person dies, he feels nothing, so death itself is not a punishment, only slowly torturing him while he is alive is a punishment."

"Are you planning to defeat me physically? To be honest, I originally thought you wouldn't do such unskilled things, but I didn't expect you would only repeat the same things that have been bad for thousands of years! I guess

You must be very familiar with torture instruments. You know how to destroy a person's will through his body. But to be honest, everyone can do this kind of thing. Let me do it. I can do it. Maybe I can do it better than you.

There’s nothing worth bragging about.”

The clown Sith was silent for a moment, and his tone was a little lower, not as frivolous and cheerful as at the beginning, "Oh! Silent, you really make it difficult for me. You are really interesting. If I change the time, I would like to have a good communication with you."

Now my mind is a little messed up. I guess maybe I should threaten you with your little girlfriend to make you feel scared? But this seems to have the same technical content. You are so cold and you might still read my jokes! Otherwise

Let's play another game of death chess, let me see clearly what your weaknesses are?"

Cheng Mo sneered: "It's just you? If you continue to keep me alive, of course I don't care!"

The clown Sith smiled "haha": "Don't use the provoking method, this is too old-fashioned. Come, I will give you another chance. If you can still collect sixteen chess pieces here, I am willing to let you live."

Remember this opportunity! It’s just you, your chess pieces are not included in this!"

Cheng Mo frowned and said, "Then just kill me. Why bother looking for such a nonsensical reason? This is not a test of human nature at all."

"Yeah! That seems to make sense." The clown Sith supported his elbow with one hand and touched his chin with the other as if he was deep in thought. After a moment, he clapped his hands and said, "Otherwise, who do you designate to be yours?"

As a chess piece, he must do it as if the two of us are playing together with the others! Do you think it’s okay? Hahahaha! I think this will be very interesting.”

"But in this case, there is no excitement for you and me!" Cheng Mo's tone was slightly questioning, as if he and the Clown Sith were really discussing how to make a game more fun.

Of course Clown Sith understood what Cheng Mo meant, because his chess skills were higher than Clown Sith's. It wouldn't be a big problem to beat him. He sighed, "Yeah! It's really not exciting enough for the two of us."

Cheng Mo kept silent.

The clown Sith raised his head slightly and looked at Cheng Mo, and asked proactively: "Then what do you think we should do to make it exciting enough?"

"Of course there is a way, but I'm afraid you can't afford it." Cheng Mo replied lightly. There was no contempt in his tone, but it was full of contempt.

The clown Sith shook his finger and said: "silent, no! no! no! Can't afford it? There is nothing in this world that I, the clown Sith, cannot afford!"

"Haha!" Cheng Mo said nothing, just scoffed with laughter.

Clown Sith once again held Cheng Mo's shoulders, bent slightly and looked at Cheng Mo with two bullet-like black holes and said, "Come on, let's talk! As long as it's exciting enough, I'll play any game with you to the end!"

Cheng Mo, who was sitting at the dining table, looked at the man in a gas mask standing at the end of the dining car, "It's very simple, just use yourself and your hands to make chess pieces! This will ensure excitement."

Clown Sith's voice became even deeper, "What about you? What's your exciting point?"

"I can give you two balls," Cheng Mo replied calmly.

"Hahahaha!" Clown Sith laughed again and bent over, looking a little out of breath. After a long while, he pointed at Cheng Mo and said: "Do you think I didn't notice that you had something wrong in the last round?

Release the water? Are you just waiting for this moment if you give me a few more lives? It’s really funny.”

Seeing that Cheng Mo's face turned a little pale, Clown Sith became even more proud. He said in a cold and mocking voice: "Silent, you are really great, but you are not qualified to play with me just because you are smart.

It’s not enough, you have to have strength and strength so that people who don’t want to play with you have to play with you. You see, the world is so realistic, it’s so difficult to even find someone to play with.”

Napoleon VII, who was sitting in carriage No. 18, was quite surprised when he heard what Clown Sis said. He did not watch the second half of the chess game, so he could not be sure whether Cheng Mo was deliberately letting off steam. However, judging from the first half of the game, Cheng Mo did not show any behavior.

He was so cold-blooded, perhaps because he was separated by a screen that restricted his observation.

Assuming that Cheng Mo really started plotting against the Clown Sith in the last game of chess, then Cheng Mo did really well. He had planned for such a long time, but it was a pity that he fell short.

But no matter what, if as the clown Sith said, Cheng Mo sacrificed several lives to dig such a hole, then the danger of the young man in front of him is too high.

Napoleon VII was a little confused and turned to look in the direction of Cheng Mo and Clown Sith. Cheng Mo, who was placed on the dining table by Clown Sith, had beads of sweat on his face. His hands were grabbing the edge of the table.

It was very tight, and there was a bit of frustration in his expression that the plan had failed. Napoleon VII recalled the decisive words Cheng Mo had said at the beginning, "I will only negotiate terms with you if I have the ability to do it."

He didn't know whether Cheng Mo was blindly confident or had a back-up plan, but judging from this sentence, it seemed that he did not try his best in the chess game or that he deliberately let his guard down, hoping to cause the clown Sith to misjudge.

For Napoleon VII, it would be a good thing if Cheng Mo could really make the clown Sith cut off his wings, but he wouldn't be disappointed if he couldn't, because he had no hope for such a fantasy thing. He still trusted him more.

Grigory is better. In his opinion, as long as he can help Grigory pass the message to the Russian military and get rid of the planes in the sky, then killing the clown Sith carrier will become an easy task.

Although the Clown Sith is very strong, Napoleon VII is confident in himself, not to mention that he has a seven-star scepter in his hand. In addition, he is also very interested in the "God Gene" that the Clown Sith has just revealed. He really didn't expect it.

It turns out that what the European Aerospace Corporation leaked was not any information, but something so valuable.

It's just that Napoleon VII was still not sure whether the "God gene" was deliberately said by clowns to destroy people's hearts. If this God gene really exists, then this is what all the chosen ones must fight for.

Napoleon VII looked at the clowns Sis and Cheng Mo in the dining car calmly, and he was still a little excited. For him, knowing the existence of the "God Gene" can be said to be a worthwhile trip. If he can find the cross

Bee, you will be very lucky if you catch Shirkov.

Just when Napoleon VII turned his thoughts to God's genes, the situation on the court changed in an instant. After the clown Sith stopped smiling, he spread his hands, looked at Cheng Mo and said: "

But, anyway, I happen to feel bored, so I just want to play with you." He paused and said in a playful tone: "Okay, just use my helpers as chess pieces."

This twisting answer not only made Napoleon open his mouth slightly in disbelief, but all the chosen ones present became excited. Everyone cast their eyes on Cheng Mo and looked at him with burning eyes.

This is simply an incredible miracle. As long as Cheng Mo can win and let the clown Sith destroy the Great Wall, then each of them will have a greater chance of escaping. At this moment, this originally inconspicuous young man will become everyone's savior.

The clown Sith turned a blind eye to the changes around him, "I have eighteen men on the train, plus I am nineteen. Mine does not need to be confirmed. Now it is your turn to confirm the chess pieces. Those who escaped with you last time cannot

Especially her." Clown Sis pointed at Xie Minyun beside Cheng Mo.

Cheng Mo nodded expressionlessly.

Mr. Evans, who was sitting behind Cheng Mo, collapsed. He stood up angrily and said, "How could you do this?" But when his eyes touched the mask of the Clown Sith, his voice immediately dropped again,

Then he silently sat back on the chair.

Cheng Mo didn't even look back, "Mr. Evans, I'm so sorry. If your family wants to live, you have no choice. There are also Mr. Nicholas, Mr. Ivan, and the gentleman whose name I don't know yet. I hope you can understand me."

I will try my best to protect you."

Nicholas smiled bitterly and said: "What can we do if we don't understand? Not only do we have no choice, you also have no choice. You can only obey God's arrangements."

Ivan looked depressed, and it seemed that he was not even in the mood to speak, while the other person had collapsed to the ground.

Hearing the conversation between Cheng Mo and a few people, the clown Sith chuckled strangely. He looked around the dining car and said, "You still have eight chess pieces left, so just use eight Chinese people to make it up."

After saying that, Clown Sith began to order people. Although he said that he would use Chinese people, in fact, Clown Sith did not carefully screen them at all. He just picked 8 people who looked like Chinese people, and one of them

People from the Republic of Dahan, but no matter how much that person from the Republic of Dahan cried or argued that he was from the Republic of Dahan, the clown Sith ignored him and said confidently: "Don't you, the Republic of Dahan, love to conquer China the most?"

Have we taken over history and civilization as our own? Now it’s time to give it back a little bit.”

After confirming the chess pieces, the clown Sith once again summoned a floating chess board between him and Cheng Mo, with two pairs of black and white chess pieces standing on it. Cheng Mo stretched out his hand to take away the two pawns, one on the left and one on the right.

At this time, the clown Sith said in a cheerful voice: "No, I don't need to let my two chess pieces, we just exchange chess pieces to play. In other words, my chess pieces belong to you, and your chess pieces belong to me, do you understand?"

Clown Sith looked at Cheng Mo, whose expression was completely frozen, and said with a smile: "Silent, what should you do now? If you win, your friends and your little girlfriend will die. If you lose, you will die.
Chapter completed!