The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

Jonson Joffrey saw Diablo further and further away in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but sigh the wonder of fate.

But does he recognize me?

I'm just a small person, I shouldn't recognize it, otherwise it would be bad.

Now Diablo doesn’t know where I’m going, and even less about the bug arrow. While everyone doesn’t know, hello, me, hello, everyone’s good time, just insert the bug arrow, isn’t everything going well?

But this wave happened to meet Diablo, if this match, I have no chance of winning.

To deal with him, you must first know when he deleted it. He has already seen through the blood timing method. There is only one chance to kill him, and the next time he will see through it blindfolded.

My rebellious Pope·ACT2’s new ability can kill with one blow, but only if he doesn’t use an epitaph or blindfolded with blood.

How is this possible? I had already suffered from Risout's last time, and he was not an idiot.

No one can tell about fate.

This is the guide of fate, Diablo thought, this city is no longer empty, what else are you wandering about? What are you looking for?

Diablo walked into an unmanned car, and within ten seconds, he began to change his body, completely becoming Diablo instead of Tobio.

The strong with one body and two souls will never die.

This is a prediction given by others. If there is no Jonson Joffrey in this world, as long as it is one and two souls, then Diablo will never die.

Step on the accelerator and glance at the tracker on the phone.

"Sure enough, this direction," Diablo said to himself: "That is to go to the sea port, where and what is he going to do? In this case?"

No matter where you are going, let me end this assassination team.

Jonson Joffrey's goal has always been to get the Insect Arrow, at least to complete the achievement of the best villain's strength in the villain system.

Everyone wants to be a godfather, wants to kill Diablo, wants to become a winner in life, and I just want to go home.

Polunaev, please, please lend me the Insect Arrow.

Jonson drove the car so fast, he picked a good car, Olbia was empty, no one would stop him even if he ran through a red light.

Getting closer and closer, Jonson's speed was approaching, and the scenery on both sides of the window had been distorted.

Just now he accidentally encountered Diablo, he might have caught up, so the thing to grab now is time.

Jonson glanced at it, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, Olbia Airport was blocked, and Cheng Taro would not be here for the time being.

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The wild sands in Egypt and the sea breeze in Olbia are completely different.

The wind was a bit too strong, and at the moment it hit his eyes, Porunarev couldn't help but want to squint. The moment he squinted, he seemed to feel the taste of deja vu.

Polunaev's life seems to have been living for others, he embarked on a journey for revenge for his sister, and after returning, he lived to defeat Diablo.

Such a life is too tiring.

As a legacy of God, Polunaev is always lucky. He can survive every time. The strength is not the strongest, but he can always survive.

Polunaev is fortunate and unfortunate.

Jonson Joffrey learned a truth when he awakened the double, surviving is not necessarily a lucky thing.

Because the human suffering is unexpected, but you still don’t give up when you face this suffering. It’s different from the fear of death and fear of the unknown. You are not afraid of death and even know that life is more painful than death, but you still have to survive.

Because I, Polunaev, live not just for myself.

I still have a mission and hope to save this country.

The dog who wants to seek the birth of ordinary dogs, the guy who likes to breathe fire and say that he must not die for saving his companions.

Anyway, it was a bunch of **** who didn't speak much.

You died to save yourself. You are really a coward, Polunaev. Your luck is what is engraved on the pillar of shame in life.

Rescue and rescue, let me live alone in the end, carrying the lives of a bunch of people.

If I see Aladdin's magic lamp again, I still want to make a wish for you to come back.

If I can survive, I still want to pass on this hope, so I didn't let you die in vain.

If you don’t continue the lives of you guys who don’t mean talking, for me...

It is too troublesome.

He still remembered that when he was leaving at the airport, the **** who likes to show off, Cheng Taro said, you will never forget a character like you, you are so funny.

Ah, I am no longer a funny comparison, Cheng Taro.

Are you still the same, you always look like you don’t get close, and do you treat girls and children fiercely? Is the old man still as unreliable as before?

I used to be a good poser, but now I am in a wheelchair.

I used to be a funny comparison, but now I can't laugh.

This is not the ending for the hero. A hero who survived fortunately to save the world was tragically injured by Diablo. He survived with hope when his body was broken, but he lost too much. With the broken life, he passed the arrow in his hand to the next hope.

"My life... is too miserable..."

Polunaev said softly, and then looked at the dividing line between the blue sky and the blue sea from the observation tower.

"Although it was such a miserable life, I still survived, and I didn't waste the sacrifices of both of you."

"I'm so lucky."

Destiny always keeps me alive, is it your weird hobby? Is it your evil taste?

I don't know if I'm resisting destiny, but I have been using the power of my old friend to crush all the suffering that lies in front of me.

The observation deck is not too high. Polunaev is at the highest point. There is a round ceiling above his head. The railings are a bit rusty, and they don't seem to be very strong.

Polunaev knew that one of Diablo's men was preventing the assassination team from coming here, and the city had been affected.

He knocked on the wheelchair a little nervously, then hid his body in the darkness.

Staring closely at the stairs, Risout, please hurry up.

Even if Risout came, he would have to put it to the test. He didn't know what Risout was, in fact, he didn't believe it. Insect arrows are too dangerous to be handed to others easily.

Polunaev's mechanical body flickered in the sun, and the monocular lens blocked the invisible right eye.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps remembered.

coming!

The silver chariot suddenly appeared, a weak light flashed in the shadow, and then he leaned down and pressed his ears against the floor.

A person, a teenager.

He was relieved, at least not Diablo.

Polunaev went to the top of the stairs and looked down on—

A blond and red-eyed teenager stood under the stairs, panting.

———

It feels like Araki deliberately made Bobo little angel fail to die several times. I think it's better for Bobo to die.

Araki should like to see people struggling. If you look closely at Bobo, it’s really pitiful. His sister died, his friend died, and he finally hit the boss. He should have become a hero, but he met the boss again, was beaten completely crippled, and then lived again. Then he was killed by the boss, and then he became a tortoise again. He seems to be a funny character and a tragic character. You will find that he is really miserable when you take it into Bobo's life.

Really, time is suspended upstairs, time is deleted downstairs, and you are just a helpless Western sword master.