Chapter 106 Guest Arthur

"Are there only these three conditions?" Chongyan asked again, a little unsure.

"Yes."

"I promise, I promise, as long as I can regain my freedom, I am willing to go anywhere." Chongyan was overjoyed, and tears flowed down his face with excitement.

He almost kowtowed to Nie Wudao and Xiaohei, and said excitedly: "All my relatives are dead, and the Tiandun people are just partners. There is no good contact, don't worry about this."

Then he looked up and glanced at Nie Wudao carefully, and asked again: "Then do you have any restrictions on what I do?"

"No restrictions."

"I can do anything?" Chongyan asked carefully, a little like an old lady.

"You are a little long-winded, you just need to agree to my big brother's three conditions, even if you go abroad, you are free to occupy that country." Xiaohei looked at him unhappily and interrupted him directly.

"Okay, okay, thank you sir." Chongyan was so excited that his body trembled a little, and he kowtowed to Nie Wudao directly.

He turned around and kowtowed to Xiao Hei, "Thank you, Brother Gou."

"Don't do such meaningless things, get up." Nie Wudao stopped Chongyan from kowtow and spoke again, "Open your mouth."

Chongyan stopped moving, raised his head and opened his mouth obediently, a round shadow of medicine directly sank into his mouth, and he swallowed it unconsciously.

The next second, Chongyan turned into a demon, but the pain caused by the demonization was far less than the shadow brought to him by Xiao Hei.

The muscles continued to swell, the skin turned dark blue, and the size continued to grow.

In a moment, Chongyan turned into a figure of three meters and five, with scarlet eyes, sharp teeth, two feet on his head, and a thick layer of khaki rock all over his body.

"Sequence 17, Chongyan Demon." Nie Wudao spoke slowly.

"..." Chongyan felt the endless power in his body, which was dozens of times stronger than when he was a mutant.

When he saw Xiao Hei, he felt an inexplicable danger, as if the other party was an insurmountable mountain.

When he saw Nie Wudao's eyes, his instinctive fear became stronger. He didn't dare to look directly at them, and he didn't even dare to resist.

"Thank you, sir." Chongyan nodded slightly with his huge body.

"Okay, go ahead." Nie Wudao waved his hand casually.

"I'm finally free." Chongyan's words trembled a little, and he wanted to shout out loud.

But before he could shout out all the words, his figure turned into starlight and disappeared.

"It's getting more and more exciting, big brother." Xiao Hei showed a meaningful smile.

"Only more exciting and more stimulating can they become stronger." Nie Wudao looked into the distance with deep eyes.

...

Gothic City, Arthur's rental house.

"Blue actually invited me to be a guest of Blue's appointment. Is the end of misfortune really luck?"

Arthur looked in the mirror in the bathroom, looking at the clown makeup that had been put on, and then took a can of hair dye and took a look, "Green?"

I squeezed it out and evenly applied it on my hair, making it green.

As an important program at the Golden 18 o'clock in Gothic City, Blue has been ranked in the top ten in popularity in the United States. With Blue, a senior host, this program has been running for nearly 20 years and is well known to all ages.

Arthur was quite excited when he received the invitation to the program Blue has a date.

The bathroom door slowly opened, and Arthur walked out lightly while dancing and spinning.

White base makeup, exaggerated red big mouth raised to the ear roots, a touch of scarlet on the nose, green hair, and red clothes, very bright.

It is obvious that Arthur is still looking forward to being on this program and attaches great importance to it.

Arthur walked to the entrance door with light steps and danced. After opening the door, he caught a glimpse of two sneaky inspectors downstairs from the corner of his eyes.

The corners of his mouth rose again, and he slowly closed the door and went downstairs.

The two inspectors downstairs looked puzzled, "Where is this guy going with such a weird outfit?"

Another inspector frowned slightly, "No matter where he goes, follow him closely. The summons hasn't come down yet, so we can only watch him."

"Well, he went downstairs, follow him."

The two inspectors watched Arthur go downstairs quickly and turned into an alley.

When the two of them accelerated to catch up, they came to the alley and found that it was a dead end.

The two looked puzzled and looked at each other.

"Where is he?"

"Can this guy fly?"

Looking at the six-meter-high wall, the two were puzzled.

Arthur's agile figure jumped between the tall buildings. He looked at the time on his watch. There were still ten minutes to golden eighteen o'clock, enough time for him to rush to Gothic TV.

Ten minutes later, Gothic City TV.

Blue has an appointment with the show.

On the stage, Blue sat in front of the host desk and smiled at the live camera. Not far from the host desk, there was a table and two sofa chairs, one of which was occupied by a resident guest.

There were rows of audiences sitting in the audience, with thousands of people on the scene, and everyone was waiting for the show to start with a smile on their faces.

After all, Blue had an appointment and there was no rehearsal. It was live broadcast every day. The excitement and excitement added a lot of gimmicks to the show and attracted countless audiences.

"Then next, please welcome the guest of this issue, the clown."

Blue held the script in his hand and looked at the live camera with a weird smile on his face, and then looked at the red curtain on the stage.

I saw the red curtain moved away on both sides, and Arthur's red figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

He was not frightened, but danced at will, danced with both hands, rotating three hundred or six degrees, and walked towards the show platform.

Fighting the audience under the right hand behind the back, bowed slightly, and grinned slightly.

Then I walked towards the host, stretched out my right hand, and smiled: "I am honored to be able to participate in your show."

Buru knew that Arthur wanted to shake hands, but did not extend his hand, but smiled slightly, and asked: "Your dance is more amazing than your makeup. What I see on you is not a comedy talent, but I don't see it. It is the talent of dance, dear clown. "

The audience under the audience heard Bru's speech, laughed and applaud again and again.

"Thank you for your praise, Bru." Arthur saw that the other party did not mean to shake, but slowly stretched back, as if he didn't hear the other party's irony, but answered politely.

Then slowly walked to the empty sofa chair and sat straight down.

The resident guest on another sofa chair looked at Arthur a few times and watched him with a green hair full of green hair.

"My dear, Ms., does your hair color represent your experience? Are you okay with your wife?"