Knowing that nothing was free, and mainly due to his circumstances, Arthur took the lead and asked: "Let me see if I understand. You want to challenge me to a Life or Death fight too, right? And, taking into account the surprise of everyone here when I defeated Snake, you intend to fight 3vs1 against me. " Speaking fluently, as if he had already read their minds, Arthur looked at the attendant and asked: "Can this fight happen or is there a problem?"
Overcoming the surprise she was feeling, the attendant immediately replied: "If it were a common fight, a 3v1 would not be possible. But since it is a Life or Death fight, whoever is challenged has the right to choose to fight or not, so is allowed. Of course, the double bonus increases with how many extra participants the challenger has compared to the challenged. In that case, the bonus would be quadruple. "
"There is your answer. Are you accepting it now, or will it take a little longer, princess?" The other clown on the left spoke to Arthur, in a dismissive tone and with the intention of making a joke.
"Sure. If it's not you guys, it's going to be hell looking for someone else who wants to fight. Besides, if I get out alive, I have an opportunity to earn more, again."
"Great! So, let's go all over again and fight. The stage is already cleared, so we can finally go." The clown on the right took the lead and was the first to go on stage.
"Aren't you going to bet?" Arthur asked, pointing to the attendant.
"Of course we are! Here the card! You can bet everything you have there." The middle one then walked over to the attendant and handed over his card.
As soon as the attendant took the card and passed a laser built into the Ipad, the request was denied. When she tried to see what had happened, it was simply that the card had more money than could be bet.
"Sir, the card is worth 40 million, but only the value of 10 million can be wagered at a time, per person." The attendant spoke kindly to the clown, an apologetic smile appearing on his face.
"It could be 30 million then. How about you, clown? How much are you going to bet?" The clown on the left suddenly spoke to Arthur.
'Who is this guy calling a clown?' Arthur was a little confused, but soon ignored it and spoke to the attendant, already handing the card: "You can bet 10 million too."
"You must be quite convinced that you have all that money. This is arrogance, boy." The clown on the right, who was actually already on stage, spoke.
Arthur then waited for a while, and the moment the amount in his card account appeared on the screen, he kindly asked the attendant and showed it to the clown.
Pointing to the value of his account, Arthur said, with an emotionless face: "No. That is a fact."
Total amount: R $ 130,000,000.00 |
As soon as the clowns saw this number, their chins almost hit the floor and they staggered a little.
After a few moments to adjust, they finally stayed in place again and the other two clowns came up on stage with a solemn expression.
"I would like to inform you that this is nothing. Since, we-" The middle clown suddenly stopped talking.
"Bob!" The clown on the left spoke, raising his left arm and in a strange position.
"Bingo!" This time it was the clown on the right, doing the same pose as Bob, but with his right arm raised.
"And Buttons!" The middle clown finally spoke and completed the pose, with his arms crossed.
***
The audience watching this pathetic scene was not laughing at all, but simply frightened.
"These guys! It really looks funny the way they do it, but it gives me a damn fear when I see it." A member of the audience spoke, shaking a little and in a frightened tone of voice.
"They may even look like that, but they are worse than the devil!" Another person in the audience spoke and soon everyone agreed with that person.
"No wonder they are known as-"
***
"We are the Killer Clowns!" The three clowns spoke at the same time.
But, unlike the previous cheerful and playful tone, the way they spoke this time gave goosebumps to anyone. Their faces contracted and looked more demonic than anything.
"What a joke. Do you think you're in a circus?" Arthur spoke to them, intending to play just before the fight.
"You really think you're funny, right?" As he spoke, Buttons slowly pulled something from his back. The other two clowns gradually moved away and stayed around Arthur until they formed a triangular formation.
Looking at what was going on, Arthur soon prepared to join the fight. He put his left foot behind and left his right foot where it was. He then bent his knees and left his arms relaxed and low.
While waiting for the fight bell to ring, what Buttons was pulling was finally revealed: A pistol!
'But what-' Before Arthur could finish thinking, the battle bell rang and Buttons gave him a small smile.
"Bye, bye, little doll!" As soon as he finished speaking, Buttons pulled the trigger.
BANG!
Even before the gun sounded, Arthur was already gone and advanced towards Buttons. His hands were open in the shape of a claw and ready for any movement.
But the moment Arthur got there, he almost stopped to laugh. The scene before him really was worthy of the word 'Clown'.
The gun that Buttons had fired was actually a fake, and a little flag written 'Boo!' get out of the pipe. The smile on Buttons' face also showed his intention to joke.
"I was just kidding, man! You need to relax! Firearms are only allowed in mercenary fights level A and above." Buttons spoke while turning the gun on his index finger. He soon threw the gun away.
But the moment Buttons stopped talking, an abominable murderous intention immediately filled the place.
The three clowns spoke at the same time, in a thick, frightening and not funny voice: "Now, let's start!"