The Best Villain's Bizarre Journey

Is it Annabelle?

Do not!It's a stand-in attack!

Chapter 006 Close the door

A howitzer roared towards the sofa where Jonson had been before, with heat waves and firelight. There was a loud noise, the fire shot into the sky, and the gravel splashed, breaking a large hole in the wall on the spot, and one wall was destroyed almost instantly. Jonson and Jimmy were killed. The huge impact was thrown away.

Gravel was poured over their heads, Jonson crawled out of the corner where he was thrown away, a large piece of glass was inserted into his right shoulder, and a sharp dull pain came from his shoulder.

Because his adoptive father was facing outward, his stomach was directly opened, and the white and red intestines flowed out, and he arched his body like shrimp.

"Yeah!"

The ferocious children's clear and sharp laughter came from the window, and a wooden doll stood on the erratic windowsill, holding a portable grenade gun, with cruel horror.

Just looking at it like this, Jonsson judged it to be a stand-in attack.

Jonson is not a stand-in messenger, let alone seeing a stand-in, but the doll holding a howitzer is bathed in moonlight, several meters away, and can still feel the strange feeling emanating from it.

He recalled that his adoptive father also saw the red light in the puppet's eyes, which completely ruled out the possibility of his miraculous and sudden awakening of the protagonist's halo as a substitute.

It's possible that it's a stand-in that's specifically possessed.

I glanced at the phone in the garden, and thought about the number of Jotaro Kujo that I put in the baseball jersey today. I regretted why I didn't memorize it. It was the invincible Jotaro of the Platinum Star. It was a life saver. phone number!

First go to the bedroom to get the phone, and then go to the garden to call him.

But the distance is too far, and the entire route is exposed to the enemy's line of sight.

——No help, just wait to die.

The other party is a stand-in messenger, and he can't even see the stand-in. How to fight?

At least the other party should be some kind of possessive stand-in.

Thinking of this with bated breath, he quietly helped his adoptive father, and when the smoke cleared, he secretly glanced at the puppet to observe where it was.

But at this moment, the puppet found Jonson's position instantly, and the howitzer shell landed with a crisp sound, like the sound of death, Jonson watched as it loaded the wrench, and the red fire from the pitch-black muzzle was twice as large as the normal muzzle. pops out of the bullet hole.

This is obviously not a villain who likes to talk and explain the cause and effect, otherwise he probably wouldn't shoot so decisively.

Jonson's physique far surpassed his brain, pulling up his adoptive father Jimmy's body as if something was pulling him.Fly towards the distance.

But this time it was obviously not so lucky. The familiar heat wave boiled again. Before they could completely escape, they were bounced off by the shock wave. Jonson felt the momentum behind him and hit the wall behind him. It happened to fall into the basement, a piece of The huge ceiling just fell on him again, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

"Ahhhh~" The puppet man's laughter filled the room with cruel joy and jumped.

The will to survive was too strong. Jonson felt the passage of time and woke up from a coma with several broken bones. Because the back of his head was smashed by the ceiling, he was dizzy and wanted to vomit uncontrollably.

"Yahahah~"

Jonson heard the puppet's voice echoing throughout the villa, and he couldn't help but wake up his dull mind, knowing that the crisis was not over yet.

Turning his head to look at what he was holding tightly in his hand, a pale arm, the broken wrist shattered like a sponge, and the black blood was still flowing...

Jonson was stunned for a while, knowing that his stepfather had already left the world. This middle-aged man in his forties had completely bid farewell to the world.

There is no life and death, no cheap tricks to die to save him, just die like this, as lifeless as autumn leaves...

Although he has only been together for less than four months, he is already a flesh-and-blood person in Jonson's world. His heart beats, he can cry, he can laugh, and he treats himself as a real son...

Jonson felt it deeply and stared into the abyss called death...

He remembered the golden wind he saw when he first crossed. Giorno Giovanna said: "The so-called enlightenment is not the idea of ​​sacrifice, but a bright road for progress in the dark wilderness!"

What a big talker, Giorno Giovanna... Thought in the desperation of death, only you, the chosen one, can make that way...

Not everyone who is enlightened can open up that bright road...

Pulling his head out of the rubble, shaking the dust on it, the originally golden hair became messy, and the distinctive red eyes looked extraordinarily cold.

Jonson climbed out of the gravel with difficulty and tried his best to hide in his old shabby closet. There was a rat plague in Texas one year. The old closet was gnawed by a few big holes. Completely asleep in the basement.

"Yah ho ho~ ah ho ho~"

The puppet's laughter kept going, it flew around in the villa, carefully surveyed without missing an inch, and the laughter was getting closer and closer.

Judging from the laughter, the puppet was still looking for Jonson's location, but found nothing and ended up in the basement.

Jonson's heart tightened, restraining his trembling body, covering his mouth, cold sweat dripping down, and the pain caused by the fracture on his body and the deep visible wound on his right shoulder was forgotten. It's unprecedented tension.

Because he heard the "Kaba" sound of the wood joints operating clearly outside the wardrobe door.

The wooden hands touched the handle of the metal wardrobe door, and there was a crisp sound, and the aging wardrobe door made a sharp cry when it opened...

There is nowhere to hide in the narrow wardrobe. Jonson is a dead end. He is relatively large and sits sideways in the wardrobe. He closes his eyes in fear, covers his mouth, and is completely exposed to the moonlight that penetrates the basement...

And, under the puppet's sight.

Death is an instant thing, and there will be no invincible Jotaro shouting 'canteen spicy sauce, smashing and digging too much'...

Yes, life is not a novel, how can so many miracles happen, I am not the first transmigrator, nor can I be the last...

Jonson completely accepted death, his body stopped shaking, the hand covering his mouth was put down, his eyes were tightly closed, and he was immersed in the darkness.

wait to die.

Laughing at life and death, he had a complete epiphany.