Polbo's arrow should be an ordinary arrow. I remember that in the original book, Giorno also seemed to have been pierced by Polbo's arrow, and he didn't awaken anything like the loser's food, indicating that this arrow was really just an ordinary arrow. arrow.

While Polbo couldn't move, Jonson was ready to step forward to make up for the knife.

"boom!!!"

A bullet with scalding temperature was shot from an unknown corner...

A shot hits Jonson Joffrey in the thigh!

He couldn't help kneeling directly on the glass slag, the pain swept through his body instantly, and the inverse Pope couldn't help but stop.

"Don't move," the brown-haired female prison guard yelled in Italian with a strong southern accent, her hand holding the gun trembling.

Her Italian dialect is too heavy, Jonson doesn't understand it very well, but it should be the nonsense used by the police.

So he endured the severe pain in his leg and raised his hand.

It is too easy to deal with ordinary people who have no substitute and can't see the substitute. The inverse Pope immediately stood up and wanted to reach Polbo's chest.

But... Polbo is too fat, and the Reversed Pope is only one centimeter away from touching his chest. The Reversed Pope shouted Wuzhu to cheer himself up, and changed various postures, hoping to get there. In the end, there was nothing but despair.

I don't know if it hit the artery in the thigh, but the blood on Jonson's leg spurted out like a fountain...

The prison guard looked indifferently at Jonson's unceasing blood flow, indifferent.

Prison guards are also out of range of the reversed pope.

fuck.

The power of the reversed Pope is too small, one punch only stuns Bolbo, it is only a matter of time before he wakes up, and most importantly, several prison guards are all out of range...

Moreover, if the prison guards with guns fired at the same time, it is impossible for the reversed pope to catch them all.

Jonson squeezed his bloody wound. After the Pope found that he couldn't touch Polbo, he had no choice but to retreat.

The flesh on the right hand has basically fallen off in half.

Just waiting for the guards to approach me.

In less than a minute, the prison guard really thought that Jonson had completely obeyed the law and was ready to try to approach Jonson.

"Officer Morrie!" the southern Italian female prison guard yelled, "Don't come near him!"

The female prison guard's eyes were firm and indifferent, as if she was still waiting, waiting for Jonson's life to pass completely...

"Cough-cough-"

Bolbo coughed a few times, and woke up along the way...

Then, when Jonson Joffrey fell to the ground with serious injuries, he was shocked and quickly took a few steps back, completely staying out of Jonson's range.

"You...even...you and your assassination team are dead." Polbo gasped.

But suddenly-

The entire cell began to shake, and the ceiling began to merge with the floor!

"You guy, have you connected the line between the ceiling and the floor?" Polbo yelled.

"I'm connected, all the wires I can connect." Jonson whispered: "Including the generator under the floor."

Who says force C can't do damage?

Polbo knew what Jonson Joffrey was going to do, and he was surrounded by thick and thin threads.

Reversed Pope, with a sturdy body, standing like a spider on countless shining lines, it is the center of all lines, and its red vertical pupils seem to have a sense of ridicule...

"Stop!!" Polbo shouted: "You can't do this, if you do it, everyone in the assassination team will die!!"

Jonson Joffrey smiled unconcernedly and said, "Arrivederci."

The Reversed Pope expressionlessly loosened these seemingly ordinary lines...

The moment it lets go...

——The entire cell was turned upside down, the broken glass was flipped, the floor and ceiling were constantly collapsing, and the prison guards had to hide, and the marksmanship began to be messy.

The Reversed Pope grabbed Jonson's hand, took advantage of the chaos, and used the law of lines to quickly leave the prison at far supersonic speed.

“BANG!!!!”

The air waves of dozens of explosions threw Jonson Joffrey out. The wound on his thigh was not enough for him to walk. He bound the blood vessels of his thigh with bandages, clenched his festering right hand, and crawled on the ground.

Until he was completely out of the blast range, he turned to look at the prison and said to himself, "You're lucky, Jonson Joffrey."

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Alias ​​panel

Stand-in: Jonson Joffrey

Alternate Name: Reversed Pope

Force: C

Speed: A

Range: E

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