The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

"Yeah! Boy!" As soon as Jonson stepped out the door, Meloni stopped his shoulders familiarly, "How is your health? What about the constellations? I will perform a stunt for you, and I can know what you are in an instant. blood type."

He was so close that he almost gave Jonson a great sense of oppression.

"..."

"Ah, I forgot, you don't understand Italian, do you?" Meloni smiled and said, "Dimolto, I am the best at being a teacher. Anyway, everyone is in Naples recently. You can come to me and I will teach you. Italian."

"It's a long story. I used to be a village teacher before, specializing in teaching children in a class."

Jonson looked up at him. Meloni's dress was similar to his hair color and seemed to be the best talker in the assassination team.

"No, Teacher Meloni."

Jonson reached out to his chest, smiled and pushed him straight away, then ran away like an escape.

Meloni's expression changed slightly the moment his back turned to Jonson, and he whispered, "This kid is really annoying."

"Yo, Meloni, have you really been a teacher?" Iruso ridiculed passing by.

"You are so talkative."

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"Are you looking for me? Captain." Johnson sat on the sofa, and gathered together for the funeral of Gerrard and Sobel, a rare assassination team. However, Italy is not very big, and it takes less than a day or two to run a lap, so the members of the assassination team can still gather once a week.

"I just contacted the boss."

Hearing the name of Boss, everyone couldn't help but shudder, their eyes turned to Risout, and the shock of Gerrard and Sobel was a bit big.

Risute also felt everyone's gaze, and then said something that was not in everyone's mind. He said: "You must pass the Polbo test to participate."

"That fat man?" Jiaqiu said indignantly: "Does our assassination team still belong to the fat man?"

"Pay attention to your tone and don't let others know what you think." Risout rarely taught his team members, and then turned to look at Jonson Joffrey. "This is a life-staking test. I don't know what questions he will have. It all depends on his mood."

"Especially the situation of our assassination team now is quite special. I am worried that he will embarrass you."

"I see." Jonson nodded solemnly. It was the famous lighter test. No, it may be more difficult. Remember that Polbo’s test is not necessarily. Sometimes depending on his mood, Risout’s merits may already compete with him. Maybe they will treat me as a disarm and warn the assassination team again.

"This place is our secret base. You shouldn't have come, so tomorrow you will be tested and you will go home directly."

"good."

——"Meow~"

A meow caught Hormaggio’s attention, "Oh oh oh, are you still alive? Kitten."

"Huh?" Johnson opened his eyes wide and looked at the alive cat in disbelief, "What's the matter? Why is it still alive?"

"How do I feel that you seem to be heavier."

Hormaggio picked up the kitten and sighed.

"It's getting heavier?" Johnson stood up quickly, "Mr. Holmaggio, please show me the cat."

Although Hormaggio was a little puzzled, he was still going to hand the cat to Jonson, but the cat screamed violently and screamed louder than usual, seeming to hate Jonson Joffrey.

Jonson hurriedly called for a substitute. At the moment when he called for a substitute, the rebellious pope stretched out his hand and forcibly touched the cat...

The line of the bottle has completely disappeared, completely gone...

The cat's claws have become sharper...

Jonson stood up and finally knew what his stand-in ability was...

——The cat draws energy from the beer bottle.

Is that thread a pipe for passing things?

[Stand-in is a person’s inner reaction]

What was thinking when I awakened the double? At that time, I kept thinking that if I had more power, I could go upstairs...

How long does it take to absorb energy from other places? What is the limit? What are the types of absorbing objects?

The line is not a matter, but a concept.

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"The meeting time is 15 minutes, during which it is not allowed to bring anything out of it. There is reinforced glass inside, but you can still talk. It is strictly forbidden to touch the glass, otherwise the alarm will sound. Pay attention to your words and deeds." The female police officer searched. Behind Jonson Joffrey's whole body, he looked at the door deep in the iron fence, and there was a dim light from inside, and there was a smell of mildew that was rarely inhabited.

The iron gate made a loud noise and opened the iron railing.

"If you go in from here, the door will close. Remember, if you encounter anything, please call for help immediately."

Jonson Joffrey stepped on the path that Gioruno Chobana will surely take in the future. The green light looks weird. The leather shoes click on it. There are several Egyptian styles hanging above the corridor. The stone statue, with its mouth wide open, the dark hole seemed to swallow everything.

The light of a room in front suddenly turned on, and Jonson Joffrey walked to the glass in front of the room.

The room is bright, and the living facilities are all available. A big bed on the floor suddenly moved...

"You are--" The big bed stretched out and suddenly became a huge yellow human figure, like a small hill, with black eyes, condescendingly looking at Jonson Joffrey, "Jonson. Geoffrey?"

"Exactly." Jonson Joffrey nodded and looked at him.

Polbo did not speak, and stared at Jonson blankly. Such gaze made Jonson a little nervous. After four months, even though he grew a lot in the battle with Dunn, he almost made him He was completely reborn, but it was nothing compared to Polbo who had been walking on the tip of a knife for many years.

He recalled that Polbo was not so fierce when he first met Giorno.

Joining the assassination group was not Jonson Joffrey’s original intention. He actually joined the protagonist’s Bugarati squad, but his fate was staggered. He joined the assassination group by mistake, which meant that for him Say-the wind of gold has already begun.

His purpose is to kill Polbo, disrupt the plot of the entire Golden Wind, so that the assassination team can survive, and at the same time learn the secrets of Terry Hugh in advance.

This is an extremely bold idea, which is tantamount to completely giving up one's own advantage in understanding the plot.

However, because I understand the plot, I know how to disrupt the plot. Disrupting the plot is also in my plan.

But in the current situation, Polbo obviously didn't treat me in the same way that he treated Giorno. Giorno could easily assassinate him, but I can't at all. This is out of guard against the assassination team.

I might become what Risout said--

"Are you... Risout's nephew?"

"Yes, Mr. Polbo."

"Well, that's good, your test question is, now go to death."

really……

A stand-in suddenly appeared behind him...

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Originally published at 12 o’clock, it was finally changed to 12:30

Mainly for this py, I can't help it, I'm so loyal.

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"When I became an evil spirit!" 》