Following the map Clown had given them, the Six arrived at the neighboring amusement park.
"Blood-Spitting Swing? What kind of game is that?"
Ye Buyu rose onto her tiptoes to look inside. A giant, mouth-shaped wheel soared upward, then flew high into the air like noodles being whipped around by a noodle maker before plunging downward at tremendous speed. Dozens of lines twisted together into a braid, then spun apart again.
With every collision, the Calamities riding the swings secretly struck. At the instant they crossed paths, the twisted swings squeezed out a layer of multicolored blood like blood-soaked ropes.
The dripping blood looked like blood spewing from the giant mouth-shaped wheel. The Blood-Spitting Swing lived up to its name.
Ye Buyu drew her neck back in disgust.
"Let's pass on this ride. It's nothing but a slaughterhouse, and we can't get any information at all. Come on, next one."
The Six walked straight past the entrance. The killers on the swings withdrew their gazes in disappointment. What a pity. The tender little lambs hadn't come inside.
The amusement park's owner, however, raised his drowsy face and glanced at the burning grounds next door. Oh, Clown's Amusement Park was on fire.
His drooping head jerked up, and his sleepy expression instantly turned to stunned disbelief.
"Holy shit, it's on fire!"
He pushed open the door and ran outside. By the time he reached the entrance, Clown's Amusement Park was already engulfed in flames. The sign over its gate broke with a crack and crashed to the ground.
"So those fireworks just now weren't a dream."
Who on earth could have burned down Clown's Amusement Park without Clown putting a bounty on their head?
He looked back. Just as always, the people coming and going were all lunatics. Nothing was out