The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

Everyone couldn't help but cold sweat slid down their backs. The kid didn't talk much, but just looking at his face was a master of things.

If he really did something, then it would be the fault of the entire assassination team.

"Don't… stop joking, big brother." Bessie took her eyes off the TV and looked at Proshette, "It's scary for you to say that."

Silence surrounds the entire assassination team, and they seem to be starting to worry. Jonson is a member of the assassination team. The assassination team has just been warned by the boss with human body slices, but today Jonson Joffrey was sent to join the gang. It's a gesture of goodwill, after all, the captain's nephew has been sent over, and it can be regarded as an expression of trust in the organization.

Just when the air was stagnant, but they all started to look at each other and began to worry about something subtle——

There was a quick knock on the door.

Everyone's hair stood up, and their eyes fell on Iruso, who was closest to the door. Iruso looked at everyone unexpectedly, and went to open the door unwillingly——

Jonson Joffrey wrapped in a long black trench coat and walked into the room. He took off his black hat, revealing golden hair, a pair of red eyes, and his body was intact.

There was an inaudible sigh of relief in the room.

I saw Jonson Joffrey's red eyes looking around for a week. His Italian was not good enough. He only dealt with everyday language and a few swear words. He swallowed and said slowly:

"Uncle, I seem to have killed Polbo."

"..."

Another moment of silence.

Meloni suddenly widened his eyes, covered his chest, took a big breath, almost couldn't slow down, and shouted in an altered voice, "Santo cielo!"

"What did you say?!" Prosciutt and the crowd reacted.

"You say it again, you American rascal!"

"We are dead."

"Nice job!"

In the angry questioning of the crowd, Jiaqiu's 'good job' is obviously not suitable, but he is usually a freak, so others don't care at all.Hallmaggio stood up suddenly, the cat fell to the ground with a scream, and grabbed Jonson Joffrey's collar: "What the hell did you do, kid?!"

--"Quiet."

Risut's voice suddenly came from the corner of the room, the man gave an order, so they all shut their mouths, and even Holmaggio had to put Jonson down.

"Johnson Joffrey, make things clear."

Jonson Joffrey is not good at speaking Italian, he simply said a few words.

Such as: 'Polpo wants to kill me. ''With a pistol. ''I killed him. ''explode. '... At the same time, I added a few words of English, and while everyone was stunned, I finally made things clear.

Risut was silent for a while, then said, "It's useless to say anything now."

"Johnson, although you are in self-defense, but you have killed people, there are only two ways to go, either to surrender to the organization, or to escape."

Risut did not favor his nephew in the slightest and made things clear.

"But since Polbo wants to kill you, it means that the organization doesn't want our assassination team at all. Even if you are asked to organize yourself to surrender, it is suicide." Risut analyzed rationally, and then continued: "If we run away , It's hard to get rid of PASSIONE, and we even have a little bit of information about the boss, we have to live in the hunt for a lifetime."

Risut's words made everyone shudder.

He suddenly said, his tone softened, his eyes rarely showing emotion, "Johnson, you are my nephew. I can't let you die, so I will take you out of Italy completely, and the others can leave, and assassinate from now on. The group disbanded."

The atmosphere in the room was a bit dignified for a while. Jonson didn't understand it very well, and his inability to speak Italian was a real problem, but he could feel that this uncle who was completely picked up was really good to him.

So he decided to follow Risut's orders.

"What are you talking about, boss!"

Risut lowered his eyes and continued: "You should also know that our group has always been hated by the boss."

The room fell silent again.

a long time.

"Hey..." Jiaqiu, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said, this person usually has no brains, and he does everything recklessly. He is the person who is the least like an assassin, "Did you forget Gerald and Sobel?"

"The person who wants to be a cadre is Risut, shouldn't Polbo die?" Jiaqiu said to himself, when the cheers of the goal came from the TV, and he kicked the TV to burst.

"I always wanted Polbo to die, but that Polbo guy was killed by your newcomer, which really upset me."

"So now I have a higher goal, I want to kill the boss."

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One more chapter in a minute.

I've thought about it carefully, but forget it. I'm essentially going to write the story of "ordinary people in JOJO", and there may be some secondary settings, but the furry sex is too secondary, it's almost already It's not GIOGIO anymore, you are embarrassing my old Dean Joe.

So, I refuse!

And what I, Dean Qiao, is best at is saying no to readers who ask me to arrange the plot!

Chapter 024 The Betrayer's Soul Requiem

Jiaqiu said in a rare calm: "In addition to revenge for Sobel and Gerald, we can also control the money in the boss's hands! The inexhaustible DU-level route, we want to become the new boss."

There was another silence, and Iruso couldn't help but say: "Jiaqiu, are you dreaming? We don't even know who the boss is, how could we kill him, you are fighting against the whole of Italy!"

Jonson Joffrey glanced at Iruso and couldn't help but sigh, I know!

"No," Prosht said calmly: "BOSS won't trust us at all. Things have happened one after another. I, Prosht, won't stay in this organization anymore. Captain, instead of worrying all your life, it's better to vote. Big one, that's my gangster law from Prostitute!"