The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

He roared loudly, then took out his knife, aimed at Mista, and shouted loudly: "You dead man! You want to take my throne!" Then he pointed to the trash can next to him——

"Are you my bodyguard!!!"

Jonson Joffrey tilted his head, then stood up slowly——

"With all due respect, there is really no need for a person like you to live. It is better to sacrifice for my brother." Jonson Joffrey looked down at the fainted Mista, as if saying to the little gangster , as if saying to yourself:

"When my brother and I get rid of Diablo and ban the drug trade, then you will be considered dead."

Said himself Jonson Joffrey turned sharply and grabbed the man by the neck—

"Uh... um..." The man had difficulty breathing and was unable to move. Jonson Joffrey carried him in the air with his short, fat and short stature.

The Reversed Pope came out of Jonson's body and punched the man in the chest——

Then stop moving.

Because a familiar voice interrupted him.

"Hey, Jonson, you're not really a bad guy, are you?" Mista leaned against the wall and breathed hard, and Jonson froze there when he heard his words.

"I never believed that you would do such a thing." Mista said in a soft voice, "Obviously it would be easier to become stronger by directly absorbing other people's souls, just like your vampire father, but you didn't do that , the reason is that you are a man of principle."

"These principles are what I recognize. This is the reason why I follow you. As the mastermind behind the scenes, you don't have the principles you imagined. Then I will not agree with you to use the assassination team."

"Although I'm a gangster, I really want to follow you to the top and betray Bucciarati, knowing that you lied to the assassination team, but I still agree."

"That's because I know that you will succeed, you will let Bucciarati go, and you will make the dream of the assassination team come true."

"I also call these things the ability to tell right from wrong."

[I call him the ability to understand right and wrong. ] This sentence was familiar to Jonson Joffrey, because Kujo Jotaro said the same thing to him.

I can get into fights, send people to the hospital, I can teach teachers who have no taste, and I can eat in restaurants without paying.

But I can tell what is disgustingly evil.

This is the golden spirit, even the weak Mista can say the same thing as the mighty Kujo Jotaro——

Because even ordinary people have a golden spirit.

When I learn to plunder, I will completely lose myself, and I will become someone else's image, the image of those stereotyped villains in teenage comics.

"If you don't have such ability, it's considered dead, and you won't be allowed to kill Bugarati, and you won't be allowed to shatter the dreams of the assassination team."

"I follow you because you are a person who does not change face in the face of difficulties. You can absorb life energy, but you don't absorb me. You know that I am just a prison inmate, but you respect me very much and tell me the trajectory of fate."

"Answer me, Jonson, is that what you are?"

Jonson Joffrey let go, and lowered the man to the ground—

"I've said it a long time ago," Johnson turned his head and looked down at Mista on the ground, "Remember, even if I die, I won't let you be fooled."

Jonson Joffrey slowly made such a promise, which means that he has completely abandoned the possibility of becoming a bad guy in Mista's eyes.

This is the promise he made.

Mista closed his eyes, showing a pale smile, Jonson carefully carried Mista on his back, and walked in the desolate alley——

He looked at the road ahead illuminated by bright sunlight, and the visible breeze blew into his scarlet eyes. He almost gave up his principles as a human being. This ability he is so proud of defeats as an ant nest.

"Johnson, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know either, but I'm probably writing my story."

"That's great, I'm also number two."

"Bullshit, you don't have so many roles."

"Then your story must not have a heroine."

Just when Jonson Joffrey was about to refute, the phone vibrated suddenly. With Mista on his back with one hand, he took out the phone and wrote——

[The ability of the boss can delete the time, about ten seconds, now I'm staying in the hospital where Illuso is staying, come quickly]

Jonson Joffrey looked at the information that Meloni got in shock. The assassination team was indeed not weak. He was still thinking about how to use Mista to spread the ability of the Crimson King, but he didn't expect them to come up with it by themselves. up.

"It's amazing, Captain and Meloni!" Mista sighed weakly.

Jonson's face turned serious, "The captain and the boss must be fighting, otherwise it would be impossible to analyze the boss' ability."

"Captain, there is danger!"

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Stop complaining about the protagonist’s inaction. I never said that all of this is his arrangement. He is just a pawn of fate. He needs to change and grow. He has said it more than once, and nothing is beyond his expectations. middle.

Chapter 112 The Crimson King and Metal Products ([-])

Risut looked down, this was an impromptu method he thought of, inspired by the blood that Meroni had shed all over the place.

Drops of blood fell on the smooth and white floor, and beautiful flower buds bloomed. This is the blood drop of life and death.

Meloni stood behind Risut and passed on the boss's information one by one. For some reason, the first person to deliver it was Jonson Joffrey, and now Meloni thinks he is a reliable person.

Diablo leaned against the door frame, and his eyes fell on the woman lying on the hospital bed. Although his brain was bruised and he might not be able to wake up in this life, he was still worried. This feeling came from his deep-rooted cowardice and cautious.

Who knows that some guy who is good at medical treatment and recovery will not suddenly appear in this world, and wake her up all of a sudden, Diablo is really restless.