Rufus' POV:
As soon as the clown gave this instruction, all the attacks were focused on the boy in my arms.
I couldn't dodge them in time, so I had to block them with my body. I sustained a deep gash on my arm.
I didn't have time to tend to the wound and continued to swing the machete around.
While most of the clowns had fallen to the ground, a dozen more people still blocked the exit.
At this time, the clown wearing the pink mask suddenly moved forward and knocked my mask away, but she seemed shell-shocked when she caught sight of my face.
I seized this opportunity and quickly rushed to the wall. I leaped up on the piled containers and climbed over the wall in one jump.
"Hurry up! Chase him! Damn it! What the hell is Sally doing? He is running away, but she's just standing here like a statue. Luckily, we have quicker reactions!"
The angry voices of the clowns came from behind me, followed by the sound of a car engine.
I found the right direction to escape, turned into a wolf, and used my lycan power. I sprinted at full speed, holding the boy in my mouth.
I soon left all the clowns far behind.
At this moment, the boy I was holding in my mouth woke up and screamed. "Who are you? Put me down!"
I immediately released him. The little boy rubbed his eyes and looked up. He stared at me in disbelief. "What a big wolf!"
I tilted my head to one side and studied the boy, who wasn't even as tall as my legs. His eye color was the same as mine, and we even had the same small dimples at the corners of our mouths.
Such a coincidence couldn't exist in the world.
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