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Chapter 462 The Strange Clown
The blade flew so fast that its outline was barely visible.

Everyone couldn't help but feel a chill for Chen Wei. It would be such a waste if he were seriously injured or even lost his life just because of watching a circus.

In reality, the tip of the knife was less than a foot away from Chen Wei's heart, almost touching his clothes, but Chen Wei managed to hold it between two fingers.

"Is this okay?"

"He must have practiced martial arts, right?"

"A bit handsome!"

……

Immediately, cheers erupted as Chen Wei delivered his brilliant "performance".

Some people even suspected that he and Su Yumeng might be planted by the circus.

Seeing this, the clown who threw the knife quickly ran down from the stage and asked worriedly, "Sir, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"

"Are you really sorry? But I get the feeling you're disappointed."

Upon hearing this, the clown paused, took back the throwing knife, and smiled. "Sir, you're quite the joker. How could I possibly be disappointed? If something really happens to you, not only will you lose your job, but I'll definitely be sent to jail."

"I was just joking with you, don't be nervous. Sorry, I thought all clowns were good at joking," Chen Wei said.

"I see, sir. I will sincerely apologize to you after the performance." After saying this, the clown strode forward and continued his performance.

"Brother, what you just said wasn't a joke, right?" Su Yumeng's voice rang in my ears.

Chen Wei turned to look at her, his expression surprised. "Why do you say that?"

“Intuition, and besides, if the knife really was deflected, why would the wooden target make a sound like it hit a hard metal object?” Su Yumeng said, sharing her opinion.

"I didn't expect you to be so observant." Chen Wei stopped joking and picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said, "I think that guy must have embedded an iron block in the target beforehand, and then seized the opportunity to make the tip of his knife collide with the iron block, thereby changing its trajectory and flying towards me."

"It's aimed at the heart. It looks like that guy, or a lot of people here, want me dead." Chen Wei wasn't actually sure about that.

"Then let's leave quickly and call the police?" Su Yumeng suggested.

"Leaving now would be like alerting the enemy; let's see how things go." Since this group is after her, it shouldn't have much impact on Su Yumeng.

"Okay." Su Yumeng nodded in agreement. She knew that the more critical the situation, the better she would listen to Chen Wei.

"Why did they want to kill you? Who did you make enemies with?" Su Yumeng asked curiously.

"It's not just one, there are many, but not many would dare to openly try to kill me like this." Chen Wei's most certain candidate was Black Hand.

According to Huang Yan, they had previously dispatched a large number of people to wipe out the Black Hand's stronghold in Da Xia.

That's what they say, but it can't be ruled out that some might slip through the net.

The clown on stage, desperately trying to make the audience laugh, is very likely one of those who slipped through the net.

His performance seemed fine at first glance, but compared to others, there was still a gap. He was the kind of person who crammed at the last minute but also had some talent.

The performance continued, and there were no problems with the subsequent performances.

Su Yumeng was engrossed in watching the lion jump through the ring of fire, seemingly having forgotten about the assassin.

They even stood up and cheered for the white lion, just like the other spectators.

"Cough cough cough!" Chen Wei clenched his fist lightly, put it in front of his mouth, and coughed twice, trying to get Su Yumeng to behave herself.

After a moment of hesitation, Su Yumeng sat down and forced a smile, not very confidently saying, "I'm just trying to make it more convincing and avoid arousing suspicion."

Chen Wei didn't say anything. This girl's acting skills were terrible. She could fool others, but Chen Wei could see through her at a glance.

it is good!
Because of Chen Wei, Su Yumeng could only cheer for the white lion in her heart.

After the circus performance ended, the sun had already set behind the mountainside. Apart from the thrown knife, Chen Wei was not attacked afterward.

But as they left the circus and headed towards their car, the clown suddenly caught up with them and blocked their path, without even removing his makeup.

"Sir, please give me a chance to apologize to you." Seeing the situation, Chen Wei waved his hand, signaling the maid who was about to come forward to step back, and remained still for the time being.

"How do you want to apologize? I'll treat you to a simple meal. I know a good restaurant nearby. Consider it an apology." The clown put his hands on his trouser seams and bowed deeply, saying, "Please give me a chance. I really feel bad."

This guy... his acting is pretty good.

It's a shame he became an assassin.

"In that case, Yumeng, you should go back first and tell your older sister and the others that I won't be going to eat." Chen Wei looked at Su Yumeng.

"Can……"

"There's no 'but.' People have a hard time working. Why do you need to bring an extra pair of chopsticks? Aren't you even listening to your brother? Go back now," Chen Wei urged.

"Okay, then... drink less alcohol, don't hurt yourself." Su Yumeng originally wanted to tell Chen Wei to be careful, but in front of the clown, she was afraid he would be exposed, so she changed her words.

"Don't worry, I won't drink," Chen Wei assured him.

Then his gaze shifted to the clown. "Shall we go?"

“Okay, my car is over there, please follow me.” The clown gestured for him to follow.

Chen Wei walked alongside him.

Please stay safe!
Su Yumeng watched Chen Wei's departing figure, praying...

After getting in the car, Chen Wei asked, "How long have you been a clown?"

"Hmm, it's been two or three years," the clown replied after thinking for a moment.

"Two or three years? Then you'd be considered a veteran actor." Chen Wei feigned surprise.

"Compared to other real veteran actors, I'm still far from being good enough," the Joker replied modestly.

"How much do you make a month doing this?" Chen Wei asked again.

"Not much, six or seven thousand, just enough to make ends meet," the clown replied patiently.

Chen Wei didn't ask any more questions.

Seven or eight minutes later.

"This area is a bit far. Why are we all in the suburbs?" Chen Wei asked calmly.

"That's a shop run by an elderly couple. It's a bit out of the way, but the food is really good. I often come here to eat. I drive here anyway, so I don't have to walk, and I can also enjoy the scenery," the clown laughed.

"This kind of life is really good," Chen Wei agreed.

Another four or five minutes passed.

The car stopped in front of a courtyard. There was nothing to prove that this was a restaurant; all that existed was a building.

"It's inside. The two elderly people didn't want the hassle, so they didn't put up a sign," the clown explained.

Chen Wei followed.

Open the door.

The clown let Chen Wei go first.

As soon as Chen Wei stepped down, the clown immediately closed the door from the outside.

(End of this chapter)