I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

"Oh! Li Yuan, look!"

Laura, slightly tipsy, smiled and pointed to the entrance of the pizzeria:

"That clown's outfit was absolutely awful."

The clown, who was about to enter the pizzeria, stopped abruptly after hearing Laura's words.

He slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with gloom as he looked at Li Yuan and Laura.

His face, painted snow-white, was filled with displeasure.

They realized the other person had heard them and seemed somewhat unhappy.

Laura awkwardly expressed her apology:

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm a little drunk."

However, the clown's large, black-painted mouth suddenly curled up.

With a smile on her face, she slowly walked towards the two of them.

At this moment, Li Yuan, having seen through the other party's intentions, could not help but know the other party's identity.

Thinking about his immortality in the movie, Li Yuan suddenly felt a sense of unease.

He reached out to shield Laura behind him, and an oak hammer instantly slashed into his palm.

"Lola, this isn't your average clown."

"What?"

Laura looked at the nervous Li Yuan in front of her with a bewildered expression.

She was shocked to discover that a golden light flashed in the corner of Li Yuan's eyes, and a golden tattoo appeared on the back of his hand.

The clown, seeing Li Yuan ready, suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He stretched out his arm and gestured exaggeratedly to Li Yuan.

It's as if they're saying, "Give me that woman, and we'll all be fine."

Li Yuan simply shook his head slowly, and said to Laura:

"If a fight breaks out, go home immediately."

"But..."

"No buts, just do as I say."

Li Yuan said coldly, "Don't get in the way."

Seeing this, Laura obediently shut her mouth.

She sensed the chilling intent in Li Yuan's tone.

The clown is touching his chin with one hand, as if deep in thought, seemingly pondering something.

But the next moment, he suddenly swung out his other hand.

A gleaming kitchen knife hurtled toward Laura behind Li Yuan!

Li Yuan instantly summoned a wooden shield that stood in front of him!

"Duh!"

The cleaver slammed into the shield, and Li Yuan roared:

"Lola, run!"

Laura, without further ado, kicked off her high heels.

He took off running towards the apartment.

The clown looked in the direction Laura had run off to and took a step forward to give chase.

Suddenly, a wave of dizziness washed over me.

The clown swayed twice before regaining his balance.

The clown then shook his head, turned his gaze to Li Yuan, and his eyes were filled with cold killing intent.

Seeing that the clown hadn't fainted, Li Yuan frowned and cursed under his breath:

"Damn it, I failed on my first attempt at using the Hammer of Retribution."

He spat and shouted at the clown:

"Let my holy light test you to see if you are truly immortal!"

With that, he raised his hammer and rushed toward the clown.

The young people strolling around on the street thought Li Yuan and the clown were cosplaying!

They all stopped in their tracks and began to admire the scene with innocent expressions.

The clown watched as Li Yuan's hammer hurtled towards him.

He neither dodged nor flinched, but simply stared intently as the hammer fell.

Having an immortal body, he clearly didn't take Li Yuan's holy light power seriously.

"Bang!"

The oak hammer gleamed with gold and slammed down hard on the clown's head.

As a wisp of black smoke rose, a sizzling sound like roasting meat rang out from the hammerhead!

At the same time, a burnt, putrid smell filled the air.

The clown, knocked to the ground, finally felt the pain.

His eyes widened, and he scrambled to his feet, clutching his head.

He ran off in a comical manner, trying to shake off Li Yuan behind him.

"Don't you fucking run away!"

Li Yuan chased after him relentlessly, wielding a hammer.

They clearly didn't want to let this guy's holy points and experience go to waste.

In no time, the two were chasing each other, weaving through streets and alleys.

They somehow ended up in a remote, deserted place.

Li Yuan used [Punishment Point] again, this time successfully freezing the fleeing clown.

Then, seizing the opportunity, he immediately unleashed the [Judgment] skill!

A thick beam of holy light descended from the sky and slammed into the clown.

"—!"

The clown could not make a sound, but the pain that seeped into his soul was still unbearable for him.

But it was only pain; even with the holy light passing through his body, it still couldn't kill him.

He lay on the ground, barely alive, crawling with difficulty, trying to escape from Li Yuan's grasp.

"You bastard, I finally caught up with you!"

Li Yuan cursed as he stomped on the crawling clown, pinning it down.

He then swung the oak hammer in his hand and smashed it down hard!

"Bang! Bang! Bang—!"

The continuous hammer blows raised plumes of black smoke, but just when Li Yuan thought his opponent was about to die,

He always managed to catch his breath and keep himself alive.

Li Yuan pounded on him relentlessly for a full five minutes before finally stopping, panting heavily.

He looked helplessly at the clown at his feet, whose body was mangled beyond recognition but who was still alive.

I've discovered that I really can't kill him...

The clown thought Li Yuan was tired from hammering, so he slowly sat up, put his hands together, and bowed to Li Yuan.

The general meaning is:

"Brother, I was wrong, please spare my life..."

Li Yuan tilted his head and asked curiously:

"If I let you go, will you continue killing tonight?"

The clown lowered his head, glanced at Li Yuan, and nodded with a wronged expression.

Li Yuan pondered for a moment, and suddenly an idea came to him.

His eyes gleamed as he slowly squatted down, his tone tinged with a hint of mockery:

"So, what rules do you have for killing people?"

The clown looked at Li Yuan with a wronged expression and slowly shook his head.

His expression seemed to say, "Big brother, please have mercy and let me kill a few more..."

Li Yuan smiled and nodded, then said to the clown:

"Sure, but you can only kill whoever I say you want to kill."

A minor scandal is like a pardon!

He nodded happily, and then kowtowed three times to Li Yuan.

Li Yuan curled the corners of his mouth as he looked at the brightly lit city in the distance:

"I was just wondering how to get revenge."

He looked at the clown in front of him and said with a smile, "Then let's use him to collect some interest."

Li Yuan took out his phone and dialed Williamson's number.

"Hello, Mr. Li, is there anything I can help you with?"

Upbeat music came from the other end of the phone; Williamson was clearly having a good time.

"Five minutes. I want your show's hosts in their current positions."

"Oh? Mr. Li..."

Li Yuan interrupted the other person, muttering, "There are 4 minutes and 50 seconds left. Call me back when you've made up your mind."

He then hung up the phone and immediately called Kaplan.

"Mr. Li, what brings you to call an old man like me on such a beautiful day?"

"Mr. Kaplan, could you help me find out the current location of the reporter who covered my story?"

Kaplan hesitated for a moment, then slowly said, "That's possible..."

"A pie."

"Deal made. Wait for my call."

Li Yuan hung up the phone and then turned his gaze to the cathedral of the West Los Angeles Church.

"I can't forget you, Father Mark."

A pleased smile played on his lips as he spoke calmly to the kneeling clown:

"Let's have a blast tonight."

Although the clown didn't know what to do, he still nodded in a fawning manner.