My Cell Prison

Mr. Aha took out a pair of reading glasses and stared at this arm carefully.

You can vaguely see the grasshopper whiskers matching the inside of the arm, as well as wisps of red surrounding the surface of the arm, forming a red smiling face.

This is not something in the paradise... It is difficult to be similar to the paradise, the life in other spaces? Mr. Aha determined at a glance that the source of the clown's arm was not here.

Well... I cut off a hand of this man.

let me see.

Mr. Aha took a pair of white gloves from his pocket.

Through the seal formation branded on the white gloves, he suppressed the clown's arm and observed it carefully in his hand.

Insect Variant Manufactured Space

Ultra-rare three-attribute individuals... Moreover, a single arm can have independent consciousness, and the nervous system is quite complete, belonging to a relatively intelligent life.

It's a little difficult to match the body of this arm... Come with me first, it may not be in stock.

it is good.

While nodding, Han Dong stared at the completely still clown's arm.

When the arm that should be yelling was grabbed by Mr. Aha, he didn't dare to say a word... Obviously the clown was suppressed.

Mr. Aha stooped to the door of the living room and took out a special bone key from his mouth.

After a few turns, the iron door was opened.

For a moment, it felt like there were hundreds of pairs of eyes casting a longing look inside at the same time.

I said it...most of the living things I sell are picked up from the 'rubbish heap', they are more valuable to me, but they are not suitable for the competition in the paradise.

Let me find out, don't get your hopes up.

When Han Dong stepped into the living room, he was immediately shocked by the internal scene.

The so-called living room was expanded and made into a white laboratory by a special space method.

A strange story that was only picked up by Mr. Aha was contained in a 4×4×4 transparent glass room.

Most of the current weird talk is to lie on the glass completely, and cast a look of begging to be bought.

After looking around for a while, Han Dong muttered, Most of them are very weak in aggression, and belong to relatively weak weird stories... Did Mr. Aha protect them with 'sympathy'?

Han Dong casually glanced at the living creatures here.

In the room full of scratches and scraps of paper, a little girl in Lolita style was sticking to the glass, eager for Han Dong to take her away.

Little Loli also quietly hid her hands behind her, as if she didn't want Han Dong to see her hands full of nails.

Also, in a glass compartment filled with 2/3 of clean water.

A beautiful oriental mermaid was swimming inside, the scales on her lower body exuded bright light, and she greeted Han Dong with a charming smile on the edge of the glass.

It seems that because the 'buyer' has not been seen for a long time, some excited mermaids accidentally exposed part of their bodies to the surface of the water.

Who knows, the body that comes into contact with the air instantly turns into rotting skin full of sores.

Most of them are not eager to be sold by you, but hope to deceive your trust and find an opportunity to eat you... After all, these weak guys haven't eaten 'fresh' food for a long time.

Come with me, I suddenly thought of a cargo that might meet your requirements.

Under the leadership of Mr. Aha, Han Dong came to a glass cubicle in a corner.

In a neat and empty compartment, a man in a black suit and a black umbrella stood.

The appearance of a Caucasian, but the facial features are somewhat false, like a simulated wax figure... He has never blinked his eyes for a long time.

This strange story came from abroad. What I picked up at the beginning was just a strand of hair... I didn't expect it to grow into a complete individual not long after I brought it back.

no emotional fluctuations,

Can adapt to most environmental changes.

Saying that, Mr. Aha passed through the facilities in the glass room,

A large amount of flames were sprayed to scorch the man.

Under the scorching flames, the man's clothes, umbrellas and facial features melted like chocolate.

After turning off the flame.

The burned clothes and facial features can be perfectly restored in a short period of time through the self-configuration of the liquid secreted from the body.

How much?

For the sake of our relationship, 50?

Sell me 50 for a strand of hair... Mr. Aha is too much.

This thing is not simple...Even I haven't fully studied it, and according to its particularity, it should be able to adapt to your clown arm.

If possible, will you pay as normal?

Wait, I'll listen to the clown's opinion.

When Han Dong retrieved the clown's arm, he broke free from Mr. Aha's seal and immediately grew an eye and a red mouth from his arm.

This... where have I seen this thing?

When the clown stared at the man in black in the glass room, he seemed to have some impressions, but he couldn't remember the source.

Han Dong asked, How about this thing be your body?

Um...let me think about it.

The Joker's eyes looked to other areas of the lab, but couldn't find a more suitable body.

It's true that only this guy is more suitable, but the risk is also very high... Oh, it's really difficult.

When the clown said this sentence, Han Dong decisively paid 50 strange talk points to complete the transaction.

Hey! People haven't agreed yet. How can you be good at making ideas?

Who knows, Han Dong did not give preparation time at all.

Just let Mr. Aha throw the clown's arm into the glass compartment... Let's see what happens next.

Soon, an incredible scene happened.

The man in black, who was standing normally, suddenly turned into a viscous substance because he felt a foreign object entering its territory... almost instantly wrapped the clown's arms.

Aggression is terrible.

This is very different from other myths contained in the laboratory.

About half an hour passed.

Han Dong and Mr. Aha walked out of the living room.

Good luck……

After completing a transaction, Mr. Aha, go back to the counter with peace of mind to rest.

follow closely.

From the living room came a 'slave' dressed in a dark red suit, with a smiling face painted on his bright pointed shoes.

The clown has changed his circus image.

Combing a relatively trendy head, he kicked his hands between his trousers.

The white paint applied to the face, as well as the more exaggerated red lipstick and eye shadow, are still there.

It is clear.

In the end, the Joker has the upper hand and gains the initiative...but it's not easy to win.

Such a result made Han Dong feel that it was worth using 50 points.

A hair is so terrifying, its body doesn't know what kind of existence... But it's okay, during the time when Togu is no longer, let Pennywise replace it.

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