Clown Game
It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!
Chapter 351 Rescue
Ziliang's corpse fell once more, then reappeared beside them, "Hey, that hit lacked strength, huh? So young and already worn out?"
"So young? You don't seem that much older than me," Lin Fan said, leaning against the wall.
"What? Don't underestimate me, want to strip down and compare?" Ziliang said, making a motion to unbuckle his belt.
While the other man was looking down, Lin Fan launched a kick at him...ah...why are there such annoying people in the world.
The most frustrating part was that Lin Fan's Future Vision could only see the current Ziliang, and couldn't predict the body that reappeared after his death, a truly irritating feeling.
Ziliang was kicked straight to the ground, "Damn it, still want to fight?" he raged, then quickly scrambled up and lunged at Lin Fan, and the two grappled again.
Suddenly...
Behind Ziliang, the pile of corpses shook, and several bodies rolled down from the top, with the Postman struggling out.