The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

Jonson Joffrey bit the edge of the drinking glass and whispered to Hertpanz next to him: "Worse, Diego is really going to be our enemy this time."

If Diego is mad in public, then of course Jonson is happy. It is best that he and Hertpanze rescue him, apologize to Diego, and kill the president with happiness from then on.

But now to give Diego a chance to contact the president, the chances of the two of them joining together are too great.

"What do we do now, do we continue to sneak into the heart of stealing the body, or go get a body?" Hertpanz whispered.

Jonson was taken aback for a moment. Jonson still had the eyeballs of the corpse in his hand. The original infiltration plan was perfect, but it was actually a re-enactment of the original plot.

Lucy sneaks in, and Jonson cooperates, so that Lucy will not encounter the difficulties in the original book, and they can defeat the president before the decisive battle. After all, Lucy has a record of single killing the president. Although the president succeeded, he pulled from the parallel world. A self.

But now, even though Brakmoa was killed, news has spread.

"Sneak in." Johnson said, although the situation now is more difficult than before, but the heart of the body is definitely not good.

Hertpanz nodded.

Since they were going to sneak in, of course it was at night. Jonson and Hertpanze probed the intelligence based on the location of the president's room that Lucy said before. But what's worse is that the president, as the head of a country, of course prevents assassinations every day.

So he basically changed rooms in two days.

Johnson knocked down a soldier in military uniform and dragged him to the hotel. Putting on his military uniform with a blue-black long coat, Jonson was still in front of the mirror, comparing two movements decently.

"Is it appropriate?" he asked Hertpanz with a smile.

Hertpanze didn't speak, but Jonson felt a little bit like the cruel SS in the movie. He shrugged, he was really too bad.

"You are wearing the clothes of a lower-level prison officer, so it's not easy to get close to the president?" Hertpanze asked in a low voice.

"No." Johnson said, "The prison officer I caught is not someone else, but a prison officer who can approach Diego."

"!" Hertpanz thought for a while, and then said suddenly: "You want to persuade Diego to let him defeat the president with me."

Jonson knocked her head, and then said: "Dia brother is too difficult to control, I just wanted to control him in the first place until today."

Jonson said helplessly, Diego is like a DIO, even if it is a weakened version of DIO, it is impossible to control it casually. Jonson tidied his collar, and Hertpanze said: "Then you go to Diego. doing what?"

"I'm not looking for Diego, but the president, because the president will definitely go to see Diego."

"Then I have to pretend to be Mrs. President?" Hertpanz got up from his seat and asked quickly.

"It's too dangerous. From prison, I will remember his appearance and follow him." Johnson said, "So there is no need to pretend to be the President's wife."

"You are a girl, it's really too dangerous." Maybe you have to be dismissed by the president. Lucy in the original book is directly stripped by the president, and the remains will choose me, not you women at all. Baby.

Hertpanz frowned slightly, "Dangerous? I don't think it's dangerous anymore from the start of the game to now!!"

Jonson turned his head to look at her, not knowing where he provoked Hertpanz's anger. He felt that he was very tactful. Terry Hugh always praised him for understanding girls' hearts.

You see, I didn't even say, "You don't look as good as Lucy, maybe it's a bit difficult to **." Such a thing. The president is a famous lo*ic*n.

However, for Hertpanz, the development of female secondary sexual characteristics is very unobvious, and it is necessary to hold a magnifying glass or directly use hands to identify women from men and women, which really cannot be considered by ordinary women's thinking.

"Put away your useless concerns, and deal with other girls." Hertpanz raised his head and looked at Jonson and said.

Jonson nodded in confusion.

"I'll go," she said, "I'll dress up as Mrs. President."

"No." Johnson said, "I have a better plan."

Faint anger came from Hertpanz's heart, and she walked to the room's tight window covered by blinds, which was very close to the president's room.

It took them a long time to find out which prison Diego was in. It was easy, because Diego is a celebrity, so many reporters stayed in order to keep his news.

Jonson speculated that the president would come to Diego in the middle of the night, so he pretended to be a prison guard in Diego in advance.

For Hertpanz, her lightly clenched fist was the source of her true sin, and it was this anger--

When Hertpanz was a child, their parents preferred sons to daughters. At that time, she was like a babysitter every day, taking care of their hard-won brother.

She hated her younger brother deeply, because of the preference of her parents, that time, she took her younger brother to the mountain and met a brown bear. They hurriedly hid in the cave. The brown bear kept roaring at the narrow cave, even fragile. The stone can be overturned by it.

She hugged her brother tremblingly, her eyes were dull, she was thinking about something important——

If the brown bear is full, can it leave?

She lowered her head and looked at the trembling little head of her younger brother, recalling infinitely the various preferences of her parents——

Because I'm not a boy?

She thought about each scene seriously, and when she reacted, she was awakened by the cry of her younger brother——

Sister, the bear is eating me! His brother shouted. Sister, it hurts, my stomach broke open!

She pushed her brother out.

This is something Heterpanz regretted all his life. Heterpanze couldn't accept such a sinful self. After the brown bear had eaten enough, she left. Her parents and relatives finally came to rescue her.

Embracing her is like embracing her brother.

Hertpanz couldn't forgive herself, and after inheriting the name of her younger brother, she became a nun, but she still couldn't get rid of her guilt, unless it was a corpse.

That's why she came to participate in the SBR competition.

Jonson watched Hertpanz squat down without a god-

"Do you remember the sad thing?" Johnson lowered his head and asked her.

"I didn't." Hertpanz squatted on the ground, holding her head in her hands, and a few pink hairs came out of her helmet.

"If you have something sad, it's best to tell it." Johnson said, "I heard people say that as long as you say it, it will be better."

Jonson thought Heterpanz would cry again, but no, she sneered.

"No one can forgive the mistakes I made." Hertpanz said: "Unless it is a saint, no one will forgive me from the bottom of my heart."