The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

"Click!"

The metal guardrail made a sound, and the terrifying metal sound blew the horn of death.

"Puff." Jonson smiled suddenly. After all, he had too little combat experience, and he was a little uncomfortable.

"What are you laughing at?!"

"Your double is really strong, but the speed is really slow. I didn't know what is fast in the past, but I can feel that although my double has insufficient power, it is fast."

"If you only deal with your substitute, your substitute might even be able to possess the earth."

"Heh, the possessed killer can attach to a hundred feet of land, but just possessing this house can kill you."

The sharp end of the metal fence began to resemble an arrow, cutting through the soft air like flowing water. Dunn left a smile, this kid must be dead this time.

Jonson's avatar held the string connecting the ceiling and the floor with one hand, and extended his little finger with the other.

Dunn was shocked and saw a thread like spider silk connected to the right finger of the avatar.

"I found that the smaller the object, the easier it is to find the point where the line can be drawn, and the thinner the line."

Jonson spoke lightly, and Dunn suddenly realized, but he had already flown out along the line, and his right thigh was pulled out.

The bullet that hit the bone?

Generally speaking, the bullet that hits the bone will be pulled out, and it may come out along the trajectory. The bullet hitting the bone and muscle will be resisted. In a short period of time, it is enough to pull him to the range.

Jonson flashed out quickly, grabbed Dunn's neck that was flying over, and threw him toward the metal guardrail. The speed was too fast and the distance was too close, and his double couldn't stop immediately.

The skin and flesh were torn, and the blood released came out again like a fountain. The metal railing completely penetrated Dunn's neck for several centimeters, and the momentum stopped abruptly when Jonson's eyebrows were centered.

"Damn! You stinky boy." Dunn's eyes were cracked, and bleeding came from the corners of his eyes and mouth. It turned out that some northerners had cold and handsome faces, **** faces, and anger had distorted his face...

He is now like a lively evil spirit.

"I'm going to kill you!" He stretched out his miserable hands with long black nails. With the power and speed of a vampire, he grabbed Jonson's flesh, and directly tore off a layer of flesh, blood spurted out. The arteries were exposed to the air, life was passing quickly like a faucet, and at the same time he twisted his arm, which made a crisp sound, completely dislocated.

But it wasn't enough. Dunn opened his mouth wide, his teeth began to grow visible to the naked eye, and his pitch-black mouth was like a black hole, still pulling a thread of saliva.

The loss of blood caused his face and body to dry up, completely like a zombie.

Jonson wanted to throw him out, but he inserted his finger into Jonson's body.

"Become a corpse with me, and live in a dark and cold corner together!"

He pulled Jonson's shoulders, tore off his T-shirt, and saw the mark of ?, a wave of anger surged into his heart, and when he was about to bite it down, he stopped...

——"You forget, there is still a bullet in your mind."

Following a very thin silk thread, pulled out from the back of his head, the golden-red substitute was holding his head, making him unable to take his mouth.

"Moreover, you are within my attack range."

Jonson's stand-in connected the tiny thread to the ceiling and floor threads, grabbed Jonson's collar, and rushed out of the ceiling's drop range extremely fast.

And Dunn was caught inside.

"boom!!"

The rocks shattered, the floor collapsed, and the huge ashes obscured everything in front of them.

The ceiling fits tightly to the floor.

The whole room was completely plunged into darkness.

Jonson was choked by the smoke and coughed several times. His head began to feel dizzy, and he showed signs of vomiting. He quickly pressed his blood vessel, and his right hand was pale as death due to ischemia.

Bleeding too much.

But gratifying, the black mist haunting the entire house began to dissipate, proving that Dunn had lost the ability to control the double.

The dust that was raised completely dissipated, and Jonson sighed in relief, but the house was already crumbling, the villa was about to collapse, and he had to leave here quickly.

"You...the stand-in is fast."

As soon as Jonson turned around, he heard the voice behind him together with the substitute. He and the substitute looked back in surprise and found that Dunn was standing on the ceiling, looking askew.

This guy has broken the ceiling and dug out the bullet in his head?

Doesn’t it mean that if your brain is rotten, you will die? Why can this guy live so long?

Dunn's face was mixed with clear yellow liquid and black and red blood, and he looked really sick.

He walked crookedly, looking extremely weak. In this case, he still calmly said: "Your...movement...The artery is broken, and you will die soon. There are still five seconds."

"Five seconds is enough for me to beat you." Johnson whispered.

The double behind him suddenly appeared, clenching his fists——

"No railroads, no railroads, no railroads, no railroads—"

Dunn was almost beaten by Jonson's stand-in, knocked off the wall, and flew outside.

"Well, this is the right way for me to escape from this room." Johnson went out of the hole.

At that moment, the inside of the house collapsed and the ceiling fell.

"You..." Dunn actually got up again.

This guy is like a sandbag.

His body was mutilated like a torn garment.

‘Oh my god, what’s up with him? ’

‘Call the police! ’

‘Joffrey’s house collapsed! ’

The neighbors finally heard the noise and began to discover all this.

The palm of Jonson's substitute raised his hand and saw a thick line connected to the palm of his palm. At this time, Dunn couldn't even think.

He slowly followed the silk thread and saw the other end of the silk thread...

"my heart……"

Jonson's stand-in raised his other hand again and was also connected to a thick thread, and Jonson said palely: "Let’s face my house."

"Snapped!"

The avatar folded his hands together, the two silk threads were connected together, and Dunn was directly pulled by the pulling force of the thread and hit the house.

but……

How is this going? Jonson wondered, does this guy have any tricks? Or... this is the ability of my stand-in.

All in all, a bizarre scene happened. Dun En's body began to swallow the entire house. The house completely expanded his body, but his body stretched at will like a rubber.

Jon had never used his ability on living organisms, and he didn't know it was such an effect.

Dunn’s body incorporated the incomplete villa into his body, forming a twisted monster...

How to put it, it is a layer of skin on the outside and a house inside. Jonson estimated that Dunn’s flesh and blood had been completely crushed by the house.

The scariest thing is-he is still alive.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" passersby screamed. Fortunately, there were no smartphones in 1998, otherwise this would definitely blow up the circle of friends.

"It's disgusting, vomit—"

Jonson ran to the corner to prevent others from discovering him. Suddenly, he understood the real use of these threads...

At this time, the sun rose, and the first ray of sunlight showed his head, and he kissed the earth lightly. Dunn's mouth closed and he was at a loss.

At that moment, what he thought of was--

I finally saw the sun again.

If I can, I don't want to hide in a cold corner anymore.

Johnson opened his eyes wide, and quietly watched Dunn's fragmentation into foam, disappearing into the clear sky.

It's like snow dissolving in the sun.

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The reason for Jonson's winning is mainly the ability to stand in for doubles + fast speed (with A+ speed, can receive bullets) + Dunn was originally a shadow of dio, he is a persistent man who likes sunshine, so I hate dio, and always think about it. Find him to get revenge and overcome your fears. But he was very afraid of dio, and at the same time ignored Jonson’s power. Anyway, it’s a win. If you look upset, it’s because my writing skills are limited. Don’t spray me, or ignore the battle and continue watching. Large-scale battles are not. There will be a lot, and I will try my best to write it well. After all, people have to make progress.