The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

"I hate men who bully their wives the most." Mista said exactly what he said, and at the same time expressed his deep aversion to drugs.

Asked why he stayed here, he said unabashedly that he was a fugitive and was going to leave here in the dark.

After solving Mrs. Mary's matter, Bugarati gave Mista a sum of money to improve his image, and asked him to come to the restaurant where he often stayed.

He thoroughly investigated the reasons for Mista's imprisonment and his various deeds. He knew that he would get his first companion, which was the arrangement of God.

At that time, with his accurate judgment, he discovered in Mista——

Justice, bravery, stupidity, good luck, loyalty.

What I should have thought was that I forced him. Even if I thought about it for a while, I should know that I should never bring Mista with me.

Bugarati sighed silently, Mista must have made a huge determination to betray him, and this determination must have made him suffer like a grasshopper on fire.

I'm very sorry.

This feeling of apology and trust made him not believe that Mista would tell all the information about his team, because

In the cold alley, Mista dexterously dodges. His ability is already good at street fighting. It seems that without Apache, if you fight him alone, your winning rate will not be very high.

After all, Apache and himself have worked together several times, and they know how to cooperate with each other to seize the opportunity.

Apaki was about to chase Mista, but Bugarati stopped him. Apaki's purple eyes showed doubts, as if to say, 'Are you still holding out hope for him? '

"No," Bugarati saw through Apache's thoughts, and said decisively: "I have nothing to do with him, but I know him."

Bugarati paused, frowned, his dark eyes were full of stubbornness, and he said: "Mista is not the kind of person who will run away when he knows he can't win, just like Jonson Joffrey If the order given to him is to fight us, he will fight to the last moment of his life."

"My vision can't be wrong, because that's the kind of person he is."

"The reason for his escape is very simple, that is to delay time."

"Oops! Giorno is in danger!"

Apache also suddenly realized that Jonson Joffrey's strength Apache certainly understands, and he also understands that Giorno is not weak although he is young, and he is also loyal to the team. see.

He originally wanted to scare him away with his fierce appearance because Giorno was just a child, and his sense of justice could not accept a young man joining the gang. Unfortunately, this young man did not back down at all, but insisted on himself even more stubbornly.

Buccarati led Apache and ran wildly in the intricate alleys. At a corner, he almost bumped into Giorno who was holding Trish in his arms.

"Giorno!" Buccarati yelled, grabbing his shoulders, "Are you all right?"

Giorno smiled, "I'm fine, Bucciarati, although it took a little effort, but Jonson Joffrey is too arrogant, I was lucky to defeat him."

Apache frowned, and walked to Giorno, "He said he was fine, his shoulder was injured."

Only then did Buccarati let go, and found that he was pressing on Giorno's wound. He quickly withdrew his hand, "Sorry, Giorno."

"Oh," Giorno turned his head to look, pretending to be a little surprised, and said, "I didn't notice it, it must have been hit by a gravel."

When a person is fighting, his emotions reach the peak, and he even forgets the pain for a while. Even this, Giorno has a good grasp of it.

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"Hiss," Mista gasped, looking at the wound on his shoulder because the zipper disappeared because it was out of the range of Bugarati, and then only an indescribable wound with a smooth cut was left.

There was only one muscle hanging in the whole arm, bleeding profusely.

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Chapter 111 The Golden Spirit of Ordinary People

Mista clutched his cracked left shoulder, and the blood vessels, bones, and muscles were completely separated, and the whole arm was swinging back and forth in mid-air.

His face was pale, he could no longer maintain normal movement, and then he leaned on the wall and fell to the side of the wall.He leaned his back against the wall, looking at the alley made of dilapidated steel pipes, silently looking at the blue sky.

I was about to die.

Just when he took death seriously, he saw Jonson running across the alley.

"Jonson!" he cried with the last strength of his life.

Jonson followed the sound and found Mista who was lying on the ground. He was surprised to see that his shoulder was bleeding profusely, and even the bones and muscles were completely cut open.

Bugarati's steel chain fingers can really tear people apart. Only he can open and close the zipper. If it is out of range, it really can't be pulled.

"Mista!"

Jonson looked at Mista with wide eyes, wanting to heal him, but he was helpless, nowhere to find something that could be used as the source of life, and the inverted pope was not born for medical treatment.

He is for the expropriation, the evil expropriation.

Jonson's eyes fell on a few passing drug addicts. At that moment, he opened his eyes slightly, looked at the half-comatose Mista, and took a deep breath. His goal is to become the best villain. His ability seems to be born to be the best villain.

Just like his father DIO, he absorbs the life energy of others to enhance his own strength.

No matter what kind of villain, what he does boils down to one thing - stripping.

If you can learn to deprive, then you are really a villain worthy of the name.

Jonson Joffrey looked at the dying Mista.

"...Hey!" There was an ugly boy with crooked nose and slanted eyes, who walked behind Jonson, who squatted in front of Mista expressionlessly.

"You two... um... three bastards..." The little bastard half-opened his eyes and was obviously in high spirits, "Are you trying to steal my throne?!!"