Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 142 I prefer horse racing girls to horse racing
The avatar slammed the iron ball, and the new force was regenerated, and the range was greatly increased!
Oyegmoba's expression immediately froze on his face.

'boom! '

The iron ball spun around, not leaning on the center of his chest, twisting and deforming his entire ribcage.
Internal organs smashed.

'Kingdom Assassin' Oyegmoba, can't make a comeback.

"Damn!"

The companion threw himself on the street, and Misses Robinson, who had a broken arm, cursed, and hurriedly summoned the 'Pandemic'.

In an instant, hundreds of carnivorous beetles flickering with a strange green light flew out.

His avatars are similar to the 'Collector', and they are all remote-controlled avatars, with a total of about a hundred.

Seeing the swarm, Geral didn't rush into the formation blindly. Instead, he pulled the reins and turned the horse's head, and ran away neatly.

Mises Robinson was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, a chill came over him.

'Om. ''Om. '

At this moment, two more armors struck!
Misers Robinson, who had already suffered losses, dared to take it hard, as if escaping for his life, he rolled and crawled to avoid it.

The attack failed.

In the distance, Jonny, who was lying on the dune, whispered a pity.

Raising his hand, a noose flew over and locked Jonny's left arm.

Mandon Tim, who was galloping on the horse, pulled hard, and Jonny, who was thin and thin, was taken up and landed firmly on the back of the spotted horse.

"Come on!" Jonny said succinctly.

Mandon Tim pressed the brim of his hat and used his excellent riding skills to quickly approach Missers Robinson.

'Blessings and misfortunes do not come singly'.

Jello also took the opportunity to kill back!
Mises Robinson looked to the left and then to the right, clenching his teeth and stomping his feet.

"It's too deceiving, I'm fighting with you!"

The swarm swept over, dividing the troops into two groups.

Unexpectedly, Jello and Manden Tim (Johnny) just feint.

Halfway through the run, they rode their horses back.

The breath that Misers Robinson finally brought up came out cleanly.

What are you doing?
I just wanted to ask, what are you trying to do!
Fight without fighting, retreat without retreat.

Isn't this bullying honest people?

Hey ~
Right.

Jello and Jonny are really bullying honest people.

When the enemy retreats, we advance; when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy is tired, we disturb; when the enemy retreats, we pursue.

'Dull Knife Cuts Flesh', 24K pure torture.

Misers Robinson knew that he couldn't continue fighting, and dragged his severely injured body to the horse.

"Om."

Good idea.

It's a pity that Johnny didn't want him to do so.

A rotating armour piece from far to near, easily cut off the tether.

The frightened gray horse raised its hooves and gave Mises Robinson a kick!
This kick kicked out the entire midsummer.
Suffering a heavy blow, Mises Robinson immediately flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

The body is damaged, and the spirit is also relaxed.

The swarm disappeared.

Of course, Jero and the others would not miss such a good opportunity to ride the horse again.

Mises Robinson was about to cry without tears.

planted.

Completely planted.

Knowing that he could not escape, he simply raised his remaining left arm and surrendered knowingly.

"Spare my life!" he shouted, "I have information on other killers here!"

Originally, the iron balls had already been thrown out.

Hearing this, Jero quickly grabbed forward and grabbed the iron ball abruptly.

Mises Robinson swallowed and said with a pale face: "Besides us, there is another named Schutroheim, who also took over your assassination mission!"

'Hytroheim'?
Unheard name.

Gerald stared at Misers Robinson condescendingly, "What else? This information is not enough to buy your life."

With his brain spinning rapidly, Misers Robinson said dryly: "And... there is a certain big man. It is said that he is very interested in your lives."

Seeing the expressions of Jello, Jonny and the others, Mises Robinson quickly swore and swore, "Really, what I said is true.

Although I don't know who the big man is, your bounty has reached a terrifying figure, and many mercenaries and cowboys who feel hopeless to win the championship have their ideas on you. "

Rolling his eyes, he said again: "Jero Zibelin, respected envoy of the king, there are many people who don't want to see you win the championship, why don't you bring me, I will definitely be useful!"

Jonny and Mandon Tim looked at Gerald at the same time.

Jello was silent for a few seconds, and threw the iron ball without saying a word.

"boom!"

Mises Robinson, the soul returns to the sky.

This is the end of the Baili attack.

"Gero, what does 'the king's messenger' mean?" Jonny asked.

Unexpectedly, Jero waved his hand, "Johnny, there are some things I won't say, so don't ask."

Mandon Tim blinked and interjected: "Jero Zibelin, if I guess correctly, you are a member of the royal family of the Kingdom of Naples."

Royal. A member of the royal family? !
Jonny's eyes widened.

Jello frowned speechlessly, "Mr. Cowboy, why are you like a woman who likes to gossip about others?"

Hearing this, Mandon Tim touched his nose embarrassedly, "If I offend you, I apologize to you for my behavior.

However, while tracking you with Oyegmoba and the others, I have seen many times the items they carry with the 'Kingdom of Naples' emblem painted on them.

Coincidentally, not long ago, the news of the civil unrest in the 'Kingdom of Naples' frequently appeared in the newspapers. According to the words of Oyegmoba and the others, it was inferred that Gero Zibelin, you must be a member of the 'Kingdom of Naples'.

Moreover, the status is respected! "

I have to say that Mandon Tim is an excellent detective, who can even guess Gero's origin from just a few words and fragmentary clues.

Three black lines appeared on Geral's forehead.

He didn't speak, rolled over and dismounted, and pulled Jonny off Mandon Tim's horse.

With strength in his arms, Jero hugged Jonny firmly, "Come on, we don't play with babes."

Mandon Tim: .
"Jero." Jonny seemed embarrassed, "Don't be a child, let me down."

As if he couldn't hear him, Geralt put Jonny on the horse's back, clamped the horse's belly, and the two walked away.

Mandon Tim was dumbfounded.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

Leaving alone on horseback.

the other side.

"Jero, you're so rude." Jonny said weakly, "Anyway, Mandon Tim helped us track down the two killers."

"Yeah, that's why I wrote off what he had done before." Geral didn't look back, he kept galloping on his horse.

Seven or eight minutes later, they came to a relatively flat open space.

In the open space, a bonfire burns.

Jon is roasting a leg of lamb at a leisurely pace.

Seeing the two, he beckoned, "What a coincidence, it's just in time for you to come back."

"Where did you get the leg of lamb?" Geral asked as he lifted Jonny off the horse.

"Don't ask, I'm omnipotent." Jon looked behind the two of them. "Where's Mandon Tim, is he gone, or did he die unfortunately?"

"gone."

Jello looked a little glum.

Jonny, who was back in the wheelchair, leaned over to his cousin and said something in a low voice.

Jon understands.

Can not help but a little funny.

Such a move is indeed very 'Jero Zibelin'.

"Hey, I said, Jon, Jonny, the three of us have known each other for quite a long time, why don't we each tell a secret." Jello frowned and suddenly suggested.

Jon and Jonny looked at each other.

Nodding slowly, "Yes."

Geral took a deep breath, "I'll come first."

After a pause, he said word by word, "My real name is actually Julius Caesar Zibelin."

Jonny was stunned for a few seconds, then said, "I've played three P."

Jon answered absentmindedly, "I've done a lot of immoral things."

After the words fell, Jello and Jonny looked at Jon at the same time.

that probably means
-Is this a secret?

Jon laughed dryly and had to change his words: "I've killed a lot of people."

Geralt and Jonny move the same way.

--That's it?Who doesn't know your nickname is 'Blood Butcher' and 'Demon in Human Skin'!
Jon licked his lips, "Okay, okay, it's not that I can't move too much because of the stand-in, it's just that I don't want to bump, so I didn't chase Oyegemba and Mises Robinson with you, now you guys Satisfied."

Not satisfied.

However, it is barely a secret.

Geralt and Jonny let Jon go for a while.

The second round reopens.

"I was born in the 'Kingdom of Naples' and was an executioner."

"Honestly, I think the mosquito-bitten bags on beautiful women look astringent."

"A lot of the time, my actions don't make sense, I just find it funny."

Third round.

"I came here across the ocean for a child."

".I killed my brother."

"Compared to horse racing, I prefer horse racing girls, who have small and soft ears~"

Jonny & Jello: ? ? ?

Are we abnormal, or are you abnormal?

The more you say it, the more outrageous it is, right?

Forget it.

Don't care about this guy.

Jie Luo coughed lightly, and then said: "Only by winning the championship and getting the bonus, can I save that innocent child, so I want to get No.1!"

Jonny clenched his fists, "I don't care about bonuses and reputation at all, I just want to comprehend the mysteries of "ripple" and "circle" as soon as possible, and turn my life from negative numbers to zero! "

Jon folded his arms across his chest, "Not only the horse girl, but also the ship girl, I like it very much. By the way, have you heard of 'Belfast'?"

Jonny and Jello:
We don't understand.

But we feel your XP is at least 100 years ahead of its time.

Being interrupted by Jon like this, the slightly heavy air disappeared.

Jello took off his hat and scratched his hair, "Yeah, once I say it, I still feel shy, my profession is an executioner or something."

Jonny raised the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, Jello, Cousin Jon and I will do our best to wish you the championship."

Jon waved his hand, "Okay, we are already buddies who have held a tea party, and the next journey, the three of us brothers work together, will definitely have a bright future.

Without further ado, let's cook! "

Dozens of kilometers away, steam trains.

With a "pop", Stephen Steele dropped the photo in his hand.

On the side, the secretary in suits reported in an orderly manner: "These are the documentary images taken by the hot air balloon over 2 meters, and the contestants are roughly divided into two paths in "STAGE [-]".

Among them, a total of about [-] players traversed the Arizona desert.

However, most of these players chose to forfeit.

The confirmed death toll has reached 77. "

"77 people?" Stephen Steele asked back.

"Yes, I think, it should be because of "Devil's Palm". The secretary pushed on his glasses and explained, ""Devil's palm" is the name of the local Pachi people for that piece of devil land.

Although it is a location, since the location moves like quicksand, even the Pachi people cannot be sure where the "Devil's Palm" will appear next time.

This time, too, the terrain disappeared again after about six to seven hours. "

Stephen Steele was silent.

Then, he smiled suddenly, "I heard that "Devil's Palm" will take the initiative to choose people."

The conversation turned.

"By the way, the No.1 people who passed through the "Devil's Palm" are Gerald Zeppelin and Jon Joestar and the others? "

"Yes, although the hot air balloon lost them, but the No.1 person who crossed the "Devil's Palm" was indeed composed of Gerald Zeppelin, Jon Joestar and Jonny Joestar squad.

They are now in the absolute lead of "STAGE 2". "

Stiyl Stephen pretended to inadvertently asked: "Did you notice anything unusual when Geral Zibelin and the others passed through the "Devil Palm"? "

"What do you mean?" the secretary asked in confusion.

Stephen Steel got up, "For example, 'Mummy'. "

Mummy?

The secretary is getting more and more confused.

Stephen Steele sighed, "Anyway, let's do some research to see if there are any such things as "mummified corpses" and "zombies" there. "

"As ordered."

The secretary did not dare to disobey Stephen Steele's order, and left the carriage full of doubts.

After the secretary left, Stephen Steele adjusted his collar and respectfully opened the curtain behind the carriage.

"Good job, Stiyl." Inside the curtain, the fat man with long curly hair leaned back on the chair, "However, there is one thing that needs to be corrected in the conversation just now."

Stephen Still lowered his head silently.

"Jero Zibelin and the others must have obtained part of the "Saint's Remains", even if you send someone to investigate, they won't find anything. "

The fat curly-haired man lit a match and placed it on the delicate pipe.

"The Oyegmoba I dispatched left such contact information at the relay point.

It is said that he learned the fact that Geral Zibelin and Jonny Joestar had acquired magical powers from a cowboy named Mandon Timm. "

"Mr. President, what do you mean?" Stephen Steele asked.

Known as 'Mr. President', that is Fannie Valentine with a sneer.

"Stiyl, listen carefully, that "corpse" represents justice, it is a corpse that is more precious than any power and wealth in history.Its priority is far above anything else.

I will do anything to get it!

So unfortunately, Stiyl, the contestants in this competition will probably be reduced by three more. "

--split line--

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(End of this chapter)