Chapter 3500 (2/2)

So at this time, the paper boat almost didn't struggle. It swished into the sewer along the water. George, who was so frightened that he opened his mouth, made a fish jump on the spot.

Unfortunately, it's late. The strength of the current is much greater than that of flushing the toilet. The ship's speed is amazing.

He was splashed with sewage and his knees and palms were scratched. Then he cried in despair and hit his head with his fist:

”No! My boat! I'm so stupid! I'm an idiot!”

The death knell not far behind him nodded to the secret guest. He liked such a self-aware child. If he survived, he wouldn't dare to make a lot of money in the future, but at least he could be a good worker.

But what the boy did next was the most idiotic, because he climbed down and put his head close to the sewer gate to see where his boat had fallen.

The rain on the street formed a torrent, and the waterfall fell into the dark underground and made a strange sound. He was a little stunned before he recognized that it was not the sound of water at all, but the man's gloomy smile.

Because in the dark, a pair of yellow eyes, like wild animals, are staring at him.

”Ah!!!”

He screamed because when he was knocked down by fear, the air always had to find a way to rush out of his chest.

When George got up and was ready to step back, the Yellow eyed master took a few steps closer and spoke. It sounded as funny and pleasant as what he had heard in the circus.

”Hey, George, don't go, hee hee.”

The owner with yellow eyes approached the hole where the rain flowed, smiled and showed a messy yellow tooth. The red paint on his face was like he had just drunk blood.

He looked a little dirty. His clown suit was originally red striped, but it looked like a large number of black flowers.

But the clown held many balloons in one hand, colorful like large candy, and George's boat in the other hand:

”Want your boat back?”

The little boy broke his tears into laughter. He wanted to laugh when he saw the clown's funny face, which was like an instinctive reaction:

”Of course, Mr. clown.”

He replied that he didn't seem to think anything unusual about the clown appearing in the sewer.

”Very good, very good, so would you like another balloon?” The clown held the boat's hand close to the hole, but he withdrew mischievously, turned around in the sewer, and his long shoes made a wet sound of knocking on the ground.

He laughed and danced in the rain. Since it was released in 1952, this dance has become the best self mockery choice for drowned chickens.

”I think... No, dad said not to take gifts from strangers.” The boy stretched out his hand and drew back. He knew that the clown was playing with him, so he was happy to do so. After all, what better entertainment can he find in the days of rain and power failure?

”Ah, a clever father, that's good, very good.” The clown in the sewer has brighter eyes.