American Horror Story, Starting from Falls Town

Chapter 121 Witness the moment of miracle

Chapter 121 Witness the moment of miracle (Monthly ticket plus more)

Can Roy do magic? Of course he can't!
But Roy has an inventory!

Picking up the blood-stained ace that Dalia had dropped on the ground, Roy rolled up his sleeves to his elbows and began his performance.

“Then it’s time to witness the miracle!”

Roy's hand trembled, and the blood-stained ace disappeared.

The performance stunned Dalia, and the clown in yellow also stared at Roy silently.

Magic shows can actually be called sleight of hand. The most important thing about this kind of performance is to divert the audience's attention.

During the performance, all the magician's language and visible movements are only for this purpose.

Roy's action just now was very simple. He just shook it lightly and rolled up his sleeves to his elbows. There was no place to hide anything.

The yellow clown scratched his head and pointed to the pocket on the chest of Roy's shirt.

"No, it's not here. You can touch it."

The clown in yellow actually reached out and searched Roy's chest pocket, but there was nothing.

So the clown in yellow couldn't help but applaud.

"Now it is your turn."

The clown in yellow stretched out his hands to show his dirty white gloves, then suddenly put his hands together, and when he separated his hands, he pulled out a hemp rope as thick as a finger.

The performance was not over yet. The clown in yellow motioned Roy to hold the hemp rope, then took out the folding knife and cut the rope in front of Roy.

Finally, the yellow clown took the hemp rope back, rubbed it in the palm of his hand and made it into a complete hemp rope.

After the performance, the clown in yellow even thanked the audience.

To be honest, if this performance was performed in a theater, Dalia would definitely applaud, but now she only felt fear.

If Roy hadn't been standing by her side, Dalia would not have been able to hold on.

Roy watched the yellow clown's performance calmly and gave his evaluation.

"That's it?"

The yellow clown paused, and although he didn't say anything, Dalia could see that he was very angry.

This made Dalia unable to help but pull Roy's clothes, trying to stop him from doing this.

Roy turned around and signaled to Dalia not to worry, everything was under control.

The yellow clown signaled Roy to perform again. It seemed that this guy's competitive spirit was also aroused.

"Next is the moment to witness a miracle!"

Roy took out a Big Mac from the bag, shook it in front of the yellow clown, and then shook his hand and the Big Mac disappeared.

This scene is much more powerful than the scene of making the playing cards disappear just now. After all, the playing cards are just a thin piece of paper, while the Big Mac is about the size of Roy's fist.

Then, Roy reached behind the Yellow Clown's head, and when he pulled his hand back, the Big Mac appeared in his hand again.

This time, not only Dalia was stunned, but even the clown in yellow was stunned.

"How about it?"

The yellow clown realized that he would lose if he didn't take it seriously, so he took off his magic hat and saluted Roy before starting the next performance.

He took out the folding knife again, and this time the yellow clown pointed the folding knife at his neck and cut it hard.

Blood spurted out on the spot!

Fortunately, after Roy noticed that there was something wrong with the yellow clown's movements, he immediately pulled Dalia back several steps, so that they were not splashed by the gushing blood.

The clown in yellow was also a wolf destroyer. He sawed off his own head with a knife.

Holding the head in his hands, the yellow clown made a gesture of thanks.

This was a really good job, and Dalia almost fainted.

Roy really had nothing to say this time. He couldn't handle such a cruel thing, but this made him certain that the clown in yellow was not human.

If it's not a physical evil spirit, then it's a demon.

"Not bad, not bad! This is really beautiful!"

After Roy clapped his hands, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked the head in the yellow clown's hand.

The yellow clown had no way of defending against the power of 35, allowing Roy to kick a world-class shot, and his head flew hundreds of meters away.

Dalia on the side stared at Roy's amazing move in amazement, she was completely dumbfounded.

The clown in yellow was stunned for a moment, then became very angry and picked up his hooked cane to hit Roy.

Roy took out the Cursed Hair from his inventory and used it as a weapon to block the hooked cane, but the yellow clown did not stop attacking. His other hand reached out to Roy and tried to grab him.

This guy's ability was very strange, so Roy naturally wouldn't let him touch him. However, when he wanted to take a step to dodge, his feet were tied by something, preventing him from moving.

Okay, okay, this is how you play, right?
Roy also used his cursed hair to wrap around the hand extended by the yellow clown, and entangled this hand with the hand holding the hooked cane.

Then came a fierce headbutt, pushing the yellow clown out.

It can be seen that the physical fitness of the Yellow Clown is still quite good. An ordinary person would definitely be knocked down by Roy's push, but the Yellow Clown only took a few steps back.

Roy quickly recovered the cursed daggers from Heather and Penny, then cut the hemp rope on his feet.

At this time, Roy heard some crisp metallic sounds. He looked up and saw the clown's fingers spinning a silver bracelet. In the blink of an eye, the silver bracelet disappeared.

Then there was a click, and Roy's hands were handcuffed by silver bracelets.

The second time he encountered such an inexplicable situation, Roy frowned.

The Yellow Clown's physical fitness wasn't as good as Roy's, and his fighting skills weren't that great either, but it was this strange ability that made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Roy decided not to rush to break free from the handcuffs, but to first see what this yellow clown was.

"who are you?"

The yellow clown still didn't say anything, but his head rolled back at some point, so he bent down, picked up the head and put it back on his neck.

Just like twisting a cork, the yellow clown held the head and turned it a few times, and then his head was fixed. Apart from the faint bloodstains on the neck, there was no sign that the other person's head had fallen off.

Then, the yellow clown took off the somewhat scary white clown mask, revealing his true appearance.

There was only darkness and nothingness under the mask. It turned out that the yellow clown had no face at all!
Seeing this scene, Dalia fell into intense fear and her body trembled violently as if she was having an epileptic seizure.

At the same time, Dalia's eyes turned white, one nostril began to bleed, and white foam was coming out of the corner of her mouth. It seemed that she was about to be scared to death by the yellow clown.

Roy quickly knocked Dalia unconscious to prevent her from being scared to death.

In fact, Roy's condition was not very good either. His head felt like it had been hit hard by a sledgehammer.

However, 39's will allowed Roy to hold on, and then he quickly entered the state of Son of Demon.

Relying on the invisible fear emanating from the form of the devil's son, Roy finally got rid of that strange state.

With a slight force of his hands, the small silver bracelet was easily broken. Roy took out the chainsaw sword from the inventory and had a good fight with the yellow clown.

But at this moment, the clown in yellow suddenly snapped his fingers and disappeared.

Roy looked around curiously. The clown in yellow was indeed gone, as if he had never appeared.

If it weren't for the playing cards scattered on the ground proving what had happened, Roy would have really thought he was under an illusion.

Roy remained in the state of Devil's Son for a full five minutes, and only exited the Devil's Son form after confirming that the yellow clown had really left.

What the hell is that guy?
What is certain is that the Yellow Clown's abilities do not belong to either heaven or hell.

After pondering for a while and coming up with no answer, Roy stopped thinking about it and picked up Dalia and walked towards the Dolphin Hotel. The Chevrolet Camaro was parked in front of the hotel, and Roy was going to put Dalia in the car and take her home.

"Ms. O'Connor, wake up!"

Dalia suddenly opened her eyes and found herself sitting in an unfamiliar car. She subconsciously began to struggle, and then she saw Roy's face.

"It's you, why am I here?"

"Ms. O'Connor, you don't remember anything?"

Dalia frowned and recalled.

"It's so strange, I don't remember how I passed out at all, but I remember you!"

Roy raised his eyebrows. Dalia's memory related to the yellow clown seemed to have disappeared. Could this also be that guy's ability?

"Excuse me, but you may have fainted on the way because you were too tired from work and your health was not good."

Roy had just briefly checked Dalia's physical condition. She was slightly malnourished and showed signs of overwork.

"Maybe. Thank you, sir! What should I call you?"

"My name is Roy Black. Ms. O'Connor, where is your home? Can I take you home?"

Dalia quickly refused.

"No need, I can take the subway home."

"I'm afraid that won't work. It's already after midnight, and the last subway train is probably gone."

Dalia took out her cell phone and took a look. Sure enough, she found that the time was almost 1 o'clock, which made her a little anxious.

"Okay, Mr. Black, I'll leave it to you!"

Dalia's home was in an old apartment in the city center. It was already past 1 a.m. when Roy sent her to her doorstep.

"Thank you, Mr. Black!"

Dalia opened the car door, said thank you, and wanted to leave.

"and many more!"

Roy took out some food from the McDonald's he had bought earlier and handed it to Dalia.

"I have some leftover midnight snacks, so I'll share some with you."

Dalia was very touched by Roy's kindness, but she also had a strong sense of self-esteem and did not want to accept food from a stranger casually, even though she was indeed a little hungry.

It is not easy for ordinary people to live in a metropolis like Los Angeles. It is hell for poor people without skills.

"Mr. Black, thank you so much, but I can't have this food."

Roy smiled.

"Ms. O'Connor, I just heard you say you were anxious to get home to see your daughter. Now that you're so late, aren't you going to bring her a gift?"

This silenced Dalia.

According to the setting of the American version of "Ghost Water", although Dalia has an unfortunate family background and her parents abandoned her early and sent her to an orphanage, she is very good to her daughter.

It doesn't matter how much injustice Dalia suffers, even if it means sacrificing her own life, but she will not let anything happen to her daughter.

So, Dalia took the food handed to her by Roy, and bowed deeply to him, saying everything.

"See you next time, Ms. O'Connor! If you have any trouble, you can call me."

Dalia was stunned for a moment. Just as she was about to ask how to contact him without a phone number, Roy had already driven away in a second-hand yellow Chevrolet Camaro.

In desperation, Dalia could only turn around and enter the apartment.

Arriving at a room in the apartment, Dalia knocked on the door.

After a while, an old woman's voice came from the room.

"Who?"

"It's me, Mrs. Hoffman!"

The door opened and a kind old lady poked her head out.

"Ms. O'Connor, why are you back so late today? Your daughter Ceci has been waiting for you to come back, and no matter how much I try to persuade her, it won't work!"

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Hoffman. I had an accident on my way back, so I was delayed. I'm so sorry!"

Dalia apologized repeatedly and her attitude was very sincere.

Mrs. Hoffman sighed.

"No need to apologize. I understand your difficulties, but it's not necessarily the same for children."

As she spoke, Mrs. Hoffman went into the house and brought out a little girl. The little girl had an angry expression on her face, probably because she was angry with Dalia.

"Cessi, I'm sorry, Mommy is late today!"

Dalia squatted down and gently apologized to her daughter Sisi, but her angry daughter was obviously not so easy to coax.

"Humph! Mom is a big liar!"

Feeling somewhat helpless, Dalia knew that explaining to her daughter now would not help her calm down quickly, so she took out the McDonald's hamburger that Roy had given her from her bag.

"Cessi, I brought you a gift, can you forgive me?"

“Wow, it’s McDonald’s!”

Ceci made a sound of surprise. What child doesn't like to eat such high-calorie food?

McDonald's is considered very cheap food in America. Working at McDonald's is even a symbol of class, and this is often used as a topic in American elections.

However, Dalia's current financial situation makes it difficult for her to take her daughter to McDonald's often, so Sisi was so surprised.

"Can you forgive me, Mom?"

"Yeah! Mom, you're so nice!"

Dalia took her daughter to say goodbye to Mrs. Hoffman, and then returned to her own house next door. When she entered, she saw several envelopes on the floor behind the door.

These are all credit card payment reminders.

After seeing these letters, Dalia instantly lost her appetite.

"Mom, don't you want to eat?"

"Cessi, you eat first. Mommy is not hungry."

Dalia sat tiredly on the sofa, staring at the envelope on the coffee table in a daze.

At this time, the daughter seemed to have discovered something.

"Hey, there's a string of numbers on this wrapping paper. Is that a phone number?"

"let me see."

These words interrupted Dalia's daze. She took the wrapping paper from her daughter and indeed saw a string of numbers, the same number of digits as her mobile phone number.

Dalia instantly realized that this was the phone number Roy left for her.

At the same time, the last words Roy said before he left rang in her ears again.

"If you have any trouble, you can call me."

Stills
(End of this chapter)

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