The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain

The entire basement was shrouded in black fog, and the black fog floated to the sky, showing his original face. It was a mass of intangible matter, and a red ball of light appeared in the middle of the thick black fog.

There is a skull on the red ball of light.

Jonson instinctively felt that the red ball was his body.

Jonson was extraordinarily calm. Long ago, when he watched JOJO, he was thinking about how other people can find a way to save themselves in such a crisis. Generally speaking, it is just death and pain. It's enough to stop thinking.

Now facing hundreds of enemies, Jonson is more calm. He wants to recall two or three things about fear in his mind, but he always finds nothing.

Fear comes from the gaze of the **** of death, and people who are always stared by the **** of death will also learn to see the **** of death, see the unknown clearly, and have the consciousness to use life for a brighter path at any time.

He looked at his stand-in, which was shining with red light and yelled "no 駄" like a son, a bit like Ultraman. I couldn't help but be a little surprised, that kind of super-realism, on the contrary, surpassed the fear.

I got a stand-in? It's unbelievable.

The avatar seemed to sense something, turned his head to look at Jonson, and Jonson saw clearly that the avatar has a pair of snake-like pupils, which are red.

The avatar was expressionless, with one hand on his stomach and the other on the back of his head, his center of gravity moved back, his legs slightly bent, and he made an extremely difficult...

—JOJO stand.

Jonson: "..." Is this a secret sign, bastard?

"Come on! My stand-in, put him in seventy pages!"

"You brat," Dun En said angrily, "What are you talking about? What nonsense have you been talking about from the beginning!"

Jonson's double body is full of vigorous muscles, as if every piece of it can burst out violent energy, it lunges back and forth slightly, and a lunge rushes forward, extremely fast.

"Save me, possess a killer!" Dunn said quickly, but it was too late, and Jonson's double was fast enough to be rated as A.

With an inch of strength, the fist wind swept across Dun En's face and blew his brown-gold hair.

Just when Dunn thought he was about to get another punch, the fist of the substitute stopped abruptly three centimeters away from his cheek.

"Huh-" Dunn breathed a sigh of relief immediately, as if he understood something, and laughed arrogantly.

"Ha! I laughed so hard, the attack range is less than one meter!"

Jonson's double wanted to move forward, but it seemed to be caught by something.

Jonson's stand-in did not give up, loosened his fist, grabbed Dunn's face, and violently inserted his thumb into his eyes.

"Ah!" Like a grape, Dunn's eyes were immediately poked, and blood came out immediately.

Dunn didn't expect that Jonson's stand-in would suddenly make such a move. He shouted in pain, took a dozen steps back, and quickly leaned against the wall.

But he didn't even cover his eyes at all, and he didn't seem to care at all.

An ominous premonition rose from Jonson's heart.

Sure enough, Dunn's right eye began to smoke, making noises, and within half a minute, his right eye was completely restored.

This...what is going on?

"Unexpectedly!" Dunn seemed to be a little crazy, showing sharp teeth, and Johnson discovered that Dunn's complexion was too pale, even if he was from the north.

"Thanks to your father, I am not a human anymore!"

Jonson's red eyes widened, looking at Dunn in disbelief.

"I have to drink your blood to calm my anger. The Josda's blood in you can make me stronger!"

Jonson wanted to say something, but Dunn didn't give a chance, waved his hands, and ordered his double to attack.

The basement was originally very narrow, and Dunn’s stand-in was a long-range attack, while Jonson was obviously in close combat. Jonson should be below, but the narrow terrain gave him convenience.

Axe, weeder, machete, wardrobe and other weapons rushed towards Jonson, and Jonson's stand-in immediately returned to him, using his fists to resist these flying weapons.

Because of the attachment of a substitute, these inanimate things appear to be very flexible.

Dunn hid in the corner, carefully observed Jonson's attack characteristics, and touched his face.

On the surface it is very powerful, but in fact it is so-so, the attack strength can only be the level of ordinary people.

The speed is very fast.

Jonson also found out that he was almost bewildered by the platinum star-like behavior of the substitute who had just awakened, and the substitute appeared on the stage and caught the bullet. The strength of his substitute was really touching. He punched it and couldn't even break the closet.

Although the puppet doll was indeed crushed before, in fact the puppet was originally an ordinary puppet.

Fortunately, the speed is very fast, basically able to withstand attacks from the four parties.

"The attack range is only one meter, as long as I'm not close to you within one meter."

While Jonson was thinking about how to find a way in this desperate situation, the hand of the substitute seemed to hit a certain key point of the closet, and then walked through the closet...

It seems to have passed through the soul...

"Wear... through?" Johnson said in surprise.

The stand-in was also very surprised. Even if he didn't even know what was going on, he immediately pulled his hand out of the closet, but he pulled out... a thread?

a line?

This line was connected to the palm of the avatar's palm, the avatar tilted his head, not knowing what happened, and Jonson and Dunn were also puzzled.

This line exudes dim fluorescence, with vigorous...

vitality?

With great sensitivity, Jonson suddenly realized the ability of his substitute, he shouted: "Cut it off!"

A hand knife on the avatar slashed across the dim white line.

"Crack—"

The thread was very brittle and was broken like glass.

Then the air was quiet for a few seconds—

There is no change. The wardrobe is still that wardrobe, the axe is still that axe, Dunn is still that Dunn, this ability is not as powerful as Jonson thought.

"W...what the hell?" Dun En twitched his mouth, "Scared me, **** thing, your double is useless."

Isn't that a lifeline? Jonson ignored Dunn’s jumping feet, thought carefully, and then whispered to his stand-in: "Can you still draw the lines of other items?"

The avatar tilted his head and seemed to say: "Try it."

I was hitting the closet just now, and suddenly I found a point before pulling out the line. Jonson thought to himself, and then said: "Keep attacking the lawn mower, find that spot, and I will deal with the rest."

He picked up an iron rod that looked like a baseball bat used to lock a car and turned it around to block other objects that attacked him.

The avatar shouted several times without a shroud, and as expected, he pulled out the same line from the lawn mower.

Jonson seemed to understand something, this point was passed to the substitute, who remembered the previous wardrobe point, and directly pulled the thread from the point again.

"Snapped!"

It suddenly put his hands together!

Without the traction of the substitute, the two lines quickly shrunk back to their own body.

"Dang!"

The closet and the lawn mower were suddenly pulled together, and they collided with each other, making a loud noise, and were smashed to pieces!

"Puff—" Dunn spit out blood suddenly.

The substitute was injured, which directly reflected the body. When Dun En was attached to other objects, the other objects became one of his substitutes.

Connect two objects, is this my ability? Jonson looked at his double.

——

Stand-in messenger: Jonson Joffrey

Stand-in name:? ? ?

Force: C

Speed: A

Range: E

Persistence: C

Action precision: B

Growth: A

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Lie flat, ask for a ticket!