The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

Jonson walked on the beach, his footprints were printed on the sand, and the waves suddenly came up and smoothed the sand, but it would not wet Jonson's shoes, because the sea water would not touch it at all because of the effect of the train of love. to Johnson.

Giorno looked at Jonson's back from a distance, he didn't know who Jonson was going to meet.

But this place is certainly a sad place.

Jonson Joffrey felt that something had to be changed to live in this world.So have I really changed anything now?

"I will protect everyone." Giorno didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but Jonson did say this sentence without any warning.

why?

Jonson walked on the beach, and soon disappeared from Giorno's sight——

"Hey, where did you go?"

Jonson heard a beep in his ear, and he suddenly remembered that he still had a system for the best villain.

He couldn't help but cover his face. If his system also wants to have its own consciousness in other novels, he probably is the most difficult host for him to take care of. Jonson unfolded his light screen——

He accidentally completed all the tasks, and the system blamed Jonson for the shitty things done by the Reversed Pope. He seemed to be able to make a wish, but now he can basically do whatever he wants , It’s useless, it looks like it has everything, it’s really boring——

Make a wish for him to disappear, Jonson thought to himself, and then there would really be no system.

Hey, without this system, that guy and I shouldn't be considered enemies, right?Not to mention that there won't be so many ghost things, so is this system also my destiny?

Jonson quickened his pace a little, and finally came to the place where he died——

"Jonson!" someone yelled behind him.

Johnson quickly turned his head and saw a familiar face, "Weather."

The weather forecast lighted up, walked towards him, and asked, "Why did you disappear suddenly, Giorno and I were looking for you..."

"I didn't disappear suddenly." He said calmly, "I'm looking for someone and tell him I'm back. Just wait for me there for a while."

The weather forecast was a little confused, and while talking, he took something out of his pocket.

"For so many days, there is no chance, now I have something to give you."

Johnson tilted his head, a little puzzled.

He carefully took out the thing, and Jonson found that it was his memory disc. The White Snake's ability can extract people's memories. Even if the White Snake died, the memory disc would not be restored automatically.

Jonson looked up at him. The weather forecast was still the same. He liked to talk next to people's faces.

"Why did you give it to me?"

"I want you to keep it for me."

"Oh." Jonson nodded and took the CD, "Then I'm leaving, I need to meet someone."

"Who are you going to see?"

Jonson didn't answer him, and then walked on. Jonson put the weather forecast disc in his hand, and then the disc disappeared——

He continued to walk forward, probably here...

Jonson finally saw a man standing on a rock looking at the sea, and he climbed up to the rock where the man was looking at the sea and stood side by side with him.

Hearing a voice in his ear, that person couldn't help turning his head——

His red pupils dilated in an instant, and he couldn't believe it.But now he is already an ordinary person, and he doesn't know the past and the future at all.

Johnson turned to look at him with a smile.

The saint called destiny lost all his power after the acceleration of time stopped. He can no longer predict the future and see the past, and he can no longer control anyone's fate——

Destiny opened his eyes wide. His face was exactly the same as Jonson's, only a little different, and his golden hair was blowing in the wind.There was a whimpering sound in his throat, his brows were furrowed, and his red eyes showed a frightened expression.

Jonson looked at his comical horror, and Jonson smiled and said--

"Now, I'm back."

The saint's teeth chattered, and after a while he said—

"Indeed, you won, JOJO."

"The fate of the Joestar family was indeed changed by you, and you defeated me."

The saint's voice was far away, blown into the wind by the sea breeze, and reached Jonson's ears.

The fate of blood, the fate firmly locked in chains, I have indeed seen its break——

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Duwang Town.

Kishibe Rohan drew seriously, completely ignoring the black muzzle of the top gunman in Naples opposite——

"This guy must be sick..." Mista showed a helpless expression, because Kishibe Rohan didn't care about anyone at all, let alone his life or death.

He splashed the ink on the paper, and the ink took shape in an instant, until when he left the last sentence under his pen, he smelled a smell. These days, in order to find Jonson, he has learned to smell to identify people .

"That fellow Jonson is here..."

"Damn, you can finally talk, Kishibe Rohan!" Mista said with a headache.

Johnson went to Kishibe Rohan's room, Kishibe Rohan ignored Mista and his unfinished manuscript—