The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

The night is dark.

A substitute is a person's inner reaction.

"Then what the **** is my thread?"

"Think about what is the most important thing in your heart. This is the most important thing." Risout frowned, thinking and answering him.

Jonson lowered his red eyes, looked at Risout, was silent for a while, said something, and went back to the room to think first.

The memory floated to the time when Risout asked him to join the assassination team.

For Risout, the so-called hatred is the key to changing a person. For the sake of hatred, it is understandable to close your eyes and store your soul in true darkness.

When Jonson Joffrey raised his head and asked, "Uncle, are you a stand-in messenger? Me too, the night my father Jimmy died."

The look in his eyes at that moment, Risout thought of himself, the look in the eyes of his cousin’s son when he was taking revenge. He was only 18 years old at that time. At that time, the hatred on him was far less than that of Jonson Geoffrey. .

"If you want revenge, come here to become stronger first, but always sleep with death and walk on the edge of the cliff."

Jonson Joffrey was stunned. He never thought that Risout would ask him to join the assassination squad so easily. He just expressed his hatred for the person who killed the adoptive father. Risout was on his own. Have you made up for the image of Uchiha Sasuke-style avenger who is in the dark to avenge his father?

And this image of revenge has also been recognized by him.

The [Best Villain Charm] skill rewarded by myself as a novice in the system is too strong.

I blew up.

Jonson Joffrey didn’t intend to join the assassination team from the beginning. First of all, this is a death group. His goal is only to get arrows. His goal has always been clear. He wants to do everything he wants to do. Achievement is just going home...

In contrast, joining the protagonist team of Gioruno is obviously more efficient...

He even thought about how he would get into the Qoruno team, how he would use the asymmetry of information in the final battle to get that arrow...

Jonson Joffrey is quite confident about this. For combat, intelligence is the real key to victory.

He knows how to deal with the soul of the silver chariot, knows Diablo's abilities, and knows whom Diablo will possess after the soul exchange...

But joining the assassination team is another completely different story, but fortunately, the so-called villain charm may be excluded by the protagonist team.

After all, I just didn't say a word, so I completely attracted the original villain of Risout. I guess that a decent person like Qoruno would look down on me.

"Now it's another story." Jonson looked at the stand-in in front of him and said, "The Pope is against the position."

"Have you seen this cat?" Jonson frowned. "Attack it, pull the line."

In fact, Jonson doesn’t have to talk to the rebellious pope, he will understand Jonson’s orders, but sometimes Jonson feels that the rebellious pope actually thinks about it.

"No rails, no rails—"

The cat is not too big, and it is pulled out to the line, but it is thicker than the large bed sofa.

Does the line really represent the vitality of the object?

Jonson thought, but quickly put this point of view behind his head. This idea was a bit dangerous, which meant that Jonson could control the health of everything and everything, which was almost catching up with the soul-relief-level substitute.

And I have tried it myself, and cutting the line will not have any effect on the object.

The speed and gravitational force of the thread returning to its own body want to be fast and strong. This is the power I must use when fighting.

"Kitten."

Jonson touched the kitten’s head. The kitten was quite fierce. It was said that it had been raised by Holmaggio who had a stand-in who could make others smaller. So he asked him to use his stand-in ability. Ermaggio agreed, but after hearing that Jiaqiu said that although he was raising, he had been changing it all the time. He used a vivid metaphor, "It's like a girl has to change her aunt's towel. The two of them almost fought.

So cats are consumables?

"I want to use you as an experiment."

Jonson suddenly released his hand and said coldly.

He took out another beer bottle, and the rebellious pope easily drew a thread from it. As the number of draws increased, the time it took the rebellious pope to get this thread gradually shortened.

"I have a question. After the dead man Don engulfed the house, he was still alive. Was it because the house became a part of his body, or because he was a dead man and didn't damage his brain, so he didn't die? "

"Kitten, let me see if you can survive."

The pope against the position of the pope hit with both hands together, and after a loud meow, the kitten who was licking his paws leisurely began to merge with the beer bottle...

The flesh and the hard glass bottle make a terrifying sound after fusion. It seems that the process is quite painful. At first, the cat can continue to make painful meows, but after a long time, it seems that it has almost merged with the internal organs of the body. No sound can be heard.

The process was really **** and horrible, but Jonson had to do it too, so he showed a somewhat unbearable expression, all from the heart.

"You sacrificed for science." Johnson whispered with a serious face: "I must figure out what the line is!"

"Woo-!"

Someone screamed behind him, and Jonson immediately turned his head to look, and a green haircut came into view first.

Bessie is a little stranger than the average person. This time, because of the expression of fear in his expression, Jonson was also taken aback.

"Joan...Jonson..." Bessie asked tremblingly, pointing her finger at the half-dead cat: "You...what are you doing?"

Why does this guy abuse a kitten with a face of enjoyment? It's terrible, even more terrible than Hormaggio. Hormaggio just shrank the cat and put it in the bottle. Jonson Joffrey actually stuffed the bottle into the cat...

It's terrible... terrible...

"Why don't you knock on the door?"

Bessie watched Jonson's expressionlessly speaking, cold sweat dripping down. Lisout sent him to call Jonson. He went to the door and was about to knock on the door, but saw the big brother.

The eldest brother patted his face and said to him: "Bessie, Bessie! You are already a senior, I found out today that you are a little afraid of Jonson Joffrey?"

Bessie nodded honestly. Jonson Joffrey was terrible. Really, just getting close to him sometimes makes breathing difficult.

"Don't be afraid, he is younger than you."

"Huh?" Jonson Joffrey is younger than me? Isn't it a more terrifying thing that such a small child can have such a momentum?

"Be bold, you are a senior, just open the door and overcome yourself--"

Looking at Jonson’s silent face, I can’t say, ‘I’m a senior, can’t I call you? Say the words.

Glancing at the cat on the table, she trembled so much that she couldn't speak.

"This...this...that...this..."

"Ah, forget it." Johnson is not the kind of person who keeps biting after someone pushes the door.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Team...Team...Team..."

"The captain is looking for me?"

"right."

Jonson looked at him wonderingly, not knowing why Bessie was so afraid of him, and then went straight out of the room. Anyway, this guy was already scared, and he didn't care about him...

After Jonson left, Bessie breathed a sigh of relief, then sat down on the floor along the door, and just took a breath, her eyes widened again...

"The cat... the cat... Hormaggio's cat... turned out to be..."

What did Jonson do to the cat? !

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