We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

Anna Su patted Weather Forecast's shoulder. His Uncle Krieger had already said he was leaving, but Weather Forecast kept looking around by the sink.

"Weather, what are you doing?"

"I'm looking," Weather Forecast said, not even turning around, searching the sink intently. "I want to wash my hands, but this sink only has a faucet, but no switch."

"", Anna Su was silent for a moment.

"It's a sensor-type faucet," Anna Su said in a somewhat baffling tone. "Of course there's no such thing in prison, but 20-30 years ago, this kind of thing was already quite common..."

When Weather Forecast heard the induction mode, he subconsciously put his arm under the faucet. The induction mode didn't care whether it was his hand or his arm at the time. It just faithfully flowed out clear water, wetting half of Weather Forecast's sleeve.

Krieg looked back at them. Is the weather forecast, the first tragedy, finally going to wake up?

"You really don't remember anything. Who are you?" Anna Su's face was very solemn, her hair swaying slightly in the breeze. "That green baby has the same star-shaped birthmark on the back of his head as you. I heard that Xu Lun's father also has a birthmark of the same shape. I have known you for two or three years? I believe I have never seen this birthmark, just like I seem to have never known you."

The weather forecast was just washing his hands, but he kept rubbing the same area until his hands turned red.

"Since you don't remember, don't blame me for being suspicious. Why are you in Gryffindor? Why did the White Snake, no, should I say the priest, only take away your memory? Why didn't he kill you just to put you in jail?"

Weather Forecast remained silent, unsure how to respond. Just like Anna Sui's question, Weather Forecast was also puzzled. Why did White Snake treat him this way? How old am I? Weather Forecast estimated his age, but found himself completely clueless. Judging from his appearance, he was undoubtedly in his twilight years, but how old was he, and how old was he when he entered prison?

The weather forecast suddenly became a little scary.

"I only know that guy is the enemy," Weather Forecast said with a cold face, refusing to reveal his panic, "I want to know why you asked, so I want to track her down and defeat him!"

"You're right. The most urgent thing now is to find the priest. Let's leave quickly while the guards haven't reacted yet. Come to think of it, we really did knock down all the prison guards. It feels so good! I wanted to do this a long time ago!"

“Let’s go,” the weather forecast urged.

"Okay, okay, look at Xu Lun. Isn't she having a lot of fun?"

Anna Su replied, and he looked up, seeing two helicopters flying over in the sky with an astonishing momentum.

Is the helicopter really a prison guard or police device, or is it the FBI that's tracking them?

"Let's go! There must be heavy firepower up there. We can't delay any longer. Let's steal a car and leave."

"Hurry up, weather."

"Wait, we can't steal a car. It will make it easier for the police to track us down, and it will also hinder my pursuit of the priest," Weather Forecast retorted. He could identify the scent of the priest by the air, and if he took a car, he would have given up this channel.

"So what? Do we have to take the bus in this situation?"

Anna Su looked puzzled, and Krieg came up and motioned Anna Su to shut up, "Let's go, the SPW consortium's support has arrived, let's just take their car!"

"Does that consortium have power here? We've only been out of prison for two hours." Anna Su was a little unbelievable, which made Weather Forecast feel a little better. "Hey, Anna Su, it sounds like this consortium is the back garden of the Xu Lun family. If you look like this, Xu Lun won't be interested in you."

"Nonsense, we really love each other! Once this is done, I will propose to Xu Lun, and then I will go back to my hometown with Xu Lun and give birth to a bunch of little Anna Suis!"

Krieg coughed violently, once again signaling Anna Sui to speak properly. Unless this Anna Sui was a woman who had used a stalker to transform herself into a man, this statement was not only dangerous but also a flag. You have to know that Xu Lun was just 19, and this kid actually thought about getting married! How audacious!

Jolyne and F.F., who were far away, knew that they could not help much in tracking, so they did not dwell on such matters and simply enjoyed the beauty of freedom.

"Jollen, have you and your uncle always lived in this kind of world?" F.F hugged Jelly's arm, and the soft part was squeezed on Jelly's shoulder to the point of deformation. After getting Jelly's affirmative answer, he couldn't help but sigh.

"It's great, this kind of life."

"F.F., you've only been born a few months, so there's still plenty of time ahead of you," Jolyne said, holding F.F.'s hand. "We can experience this together. Speaking of which, the constant renewal of plankton doesn't mean you have an unlimited lifespan. I'm so envious."

"Hehehe," F.F. picked up Xu Lun and started spinning around in circles on the street. "It's a deal then, Xu Lun, we have to go together!"

"Of course!"

Krieg was very tired while negotiating with the SPW consortium driver. The people around him were frantically setting flags, but according to the malice of the world, their flags would probably come true on him.

"I'm ready, oh oh oh!" The driver made an incredible sound, because Krieger had already torn off the thick roof with his bare hands, and the luxurious soft leather was thrown out like tatters. "Wait, sir..."

"Okay, thank you very much. There were six of us at the time, and we could barely fit into this car, so please just go back to spw and report." Krieg nodded coldly, ignoring the driver's hesitant expression, and motioned for Xu Lun and the others to get in quickly.

After everyone was seated, Krieger stepped on the accelerator and disappeared from the driver's sight.

"Uncle," Xu Lun said, sitting in the passenger seat, holding the almost weightless F.F in a gesture that made the traffic police cry and the police remain silent. "Don't you trust the SPW Foundation? I mean, they've already helped us a lot. There's no need to go to this extent."

"You know, the founder of the Spw Foundation has been dead for a long time. The relationship between this foundation and the Joestar family can be traced back to your grandfather, Jonathan Joestar, in 1888. For a foundation to grow this large, it is no longer something that can be controlled by any single will. Moreover, Spw has collected a lot of Stand-related things over the years, but they haven't shown the slightest ambition." Krieg chewed the gum that Jolyne had just given him. "This is the biggest anomaly. I wish I was just being too suspicious, but the Spw Foundation's performance really makes me feel uneasy."

Xu Lun knew what Krieg meant. She had clearly expressed her hope that the SPW Group would snipe Pucci, but the SPW Group refused outright and sent them a car. The inconsistent performance made Xu Lun a little confused.

"It doesn't matter. They haven't shown up for so many years. I think they won't show up after this incident is over," Xu Lun nodded. She believed in Krieg's words, which made Krieg feel a little guilty. But then he thought, he was really doing this for Xu Lun's own good, so what was there to feel guilty about?

Xu Lun didn't say anything else, she just clenched the CD in her hand. After learning about the priest's plan, except for Krieg, who really realized what the priest was doing, Xu Lun and no one else, including Krieg, actually believed in this plan that was vague about the consequences. No one thought he was a threat, especially after they determined the direction of Pucci's movement, they felt that it was only a matter of time before Pucci was executed.

Only Krieg knew that fate had returned to where it should be, and Pucci's escape was the best proof.

"Hey, Xu Lun's uncle, look at that!"

F.F., who was being held high, shouted, "Did I see it wrongly? There was a little black man pointing the way where we just passed!"

"Don't be racist, damn it," Xu Lun lectured.

"What are you talking about? It's the little black man, the little black man!" F.F twisted his body, causing Xu Lun's face to turn slightly red.

"I know what that little black man looks like now. He looks exactly like the little black man on the sign, just a bigger one!"

ps: Which fairy tale is better?

Chapter 351 Three Sons and a Fairy Tale

There is still a week left, what should I do?

With his hands in his pockets, Pucci walked aimlessly on the street. He felt extremely at ease, but he couldn't explain this situation. However, he was a famous priest in the United States after all, so Pucci quickly adjusted his mentality.

This is a mentality of being sure of winning, and Pucci firmly believes this for no reason.

It was getting dark. Pucci looked up and saw lights all around him. However, in the ambiguous dusk, most bosses were reluctant to pay the electricity bill, so Pucci could still see the sky. Stars twinkled faintly in the dim sky, and Pucci seemed to remember something. But before he could grasp the inspiration, the loud decibel of an ambulance horn interrupted his thoughts.

what happened?

Pucci turned his head and saw a motorcycle police car parked in front of him. At the same time, two police cars behind it were honking their horns. The sounds of sirens and ambulances mixed together. Pucci realized that he could no longer think of that inspiration.

"Get out of the car quickly and keep an eye on the patient!" the policemen shouted. "Hurry, the patient's heart is about to stop. This guy is a robber. He was shot in the calf during the robbery and fell from the sixth floor." The doctors also shouted.

It was so lively. Pucci glanced sideways and saw the sign next to him with the words "State Hospital" written in large letters.

It turned out that I strolled to the hospital. Really, I just came out of prison and came to the hospital again. Pucci touched his chin. He felt that this omen was not very auspicious, so he decided to leave. But at this moment, Pucci felt the favor of fate again. This time the feeling was extremely real and huge. Pucci even had the illusion that he could make his wishes come true, so he stopped.

Why here?

Just as Pucci was thinking, another ambulance drove in hurriedly. Before the wheels stopped, the back door of the ambulance was pushed open and the doctors pushed down with a stretcher.

"This guy is a speed racer. I don't know what he was thinking, but he was driving at full speed against traffic on the highway. He turned onto the separation island and is covered in injuries. Someone come and help!"

"What happened to me tonight? I'm suffering from anesthesia poisoning. I don't know what drug I injected, but it caused my heart to stop beating, and my blood pressure is about to drop to 45!"

"what?!"

The doctors hurried past Pucci and then fell into a panic. There were already a lot of people at night, and it was also time for people to get off work and eat. The noisy sound made Pucci very interested.

"Three emergency patients came in at the same time. We need at least three doctors to handle them!"

"Hurry up!"

The panicked medical staff gathered together. At this time, the man with the skull ring on his finger was tied to a stretcher, and blood was flowing down madly, like a dam opened, making Pucci wonder if this guy was really still alive?

Just when Pucci was unable to explain why fate made him stay here, the seriously injured soldier's arm seemed to be broken, hanging down from the stretcher. The ring on his finger slipped and then suddenly fell off. Also falling down were the coins in the pocket of one of the three wounded soldiers and the deformed bullet that hit the robber's leg.

Small bits and pieces rolled on the ground until they landed at Pucci's feet. The three wounded men corresponded to the three items, exactly. Pucci looked at the bits and pieces below with great interest. He seemed to have received some revelation.

Interesting, Pucci reached down and tried to grab these things, but his face was suddenly grabbed and pulled back hard, and at the same time a cold knife was pressed against his throat. The person behind him breathed warmly, and at the same time, there was uncontrollable saliva flying everywhere. With the bad breath of the person, he looked like he was seriously ill.

"All of you bastards, get away from me, you hear me?"

The man grabbed Pucci's neck, and the hat he wore also emitted a strong stench, just like a homeless man under the overpass. But surprisingly, although his face was a little deformed and looked like he had been malnourished for a long time, his muscles were very swollen, showing that he had signs of good training.

"That's a person who was poisoned by anesthesia. Turns out he was conscious. Asshole, he got tricked."

The police officers yelled to the people around them, "Everyone be careful, he has scissors in his hand, don't act rashly!" This sentence was obviously directed at Pucci, so Pucci did not resist, but just raised his hands.

"Don't take out your guns, or you will suffer the consequences!"

"I don't want to go to jail, and I won't go with you to jail for tutoring." This guy who was high on drugs was undoubtedly a severe mental patient. Pucci observed him with his peripheral vision, and there happened to be a ring, a bullet and a coin in his raised hand.

"A 258 situation (hostage situation) has occurred at the State Hospital. The hostage is a priest, and he is being held at knifepoint. Request for support!"

"A 258 situation (hostage situation) has occurred at the State Hospital. The hostage is a priest, and he is being held at knifepoint. Request for support!"

A clever policeman hid in the corner, asking for more support.

"What are you doing mumbling in the corner? Are you asking for backup? If you dare mention me, you're dead!" The madman was unconscious, but the ferocity in his bones had increased exponentially. "I told you not to draw your guns, but you still did, you bastard!"

"I'm so angry I've decided to pierce this man's throat." He twisted Pucci's neck outward, his saliva almost spraying on Pucci's face, but Pucci just looked at the sky. He got a revelation, so he said lightly, "There were three meteors that just crossed this night sky."

"There were indeed three of them flying across the sky," the frantic hijacker was not clear-headed, but he felt that the priest had a different reaction, so he responded.

"where u from??"

"Me?" Pucci simply maintained a surrendered posture and responded calmly, "Do you know who you are?"

Are you calling me a jerk for not having a legitimate job?! The drug dealer, seemingly humiliated, plunged the missing scissors directly into Pucci's neck. In a daze, everyone around him screamed!

"That guy really stabbed, the scissors went in!"

"No," the narcotic knew he had done something stupid, "I wasn't, I was just impulsive..."

"No, you're not. You're just the holder of these scissors. If you had inserted a centimeter deeper, you could have severed my nerves. It was an accidental movement that allowed you to avoid my fatal point when piercing."

The hijacker suddenly broke out in a sweat. He clearly saw the scissors still in the priest's neck and blood was flowing happily, but the priest did not look painful at all. Instead, he looked confident and kind.

It's over, I met a psychopath who is even crazier than me.

"Why don't you try moving the scissors yourself?" Pucci saw that the kidnapper was taking no time to respond and actually made a joke with the scissors stuck in his throat. "But first, let me ask you, do you believe in gravity? I believe in gravity between people now, so you can't kill me. You're being pulled here by my gravity. The anesthetic hasn't drained your energy either. Haven't you noticed? Your energy has been diverted to the right path."

What are you talking about?

The drug dealer was completely stunned. He ran frantically towards the flower bed, wanting to get away from the mentally ill priest, but in his messy mind he forgot who was the most serious threat to him now.

The police officers were overjoyed and shot at the drug-taking criminal who had put down the hostage. As if by chance, the road sign behind the criminal suddenly broke, and the thin layer of iron sheet blocked the drug-taking criminal's back. There was a little black man on the road sign, who was also riddled with holes by the bullets that followed. So the hijacker fell into the flower bed after being shot, and Pucci was able to kneel on the ground and gasp for breath.

"And do you know who your biological father is?" Pucci asked, addressing the three seriously injured soldiers simultaneously. "It seems you don't know, defense line. You'll find out later."

The poisonous insect lying in the flower bed was a little dazed due to blood loss and shock, and could only lie there like mud. But at this time, a little man covered in black was pulling him to hide deep in the flower bed, and the black man on the road sign had disappeared.

Stand ability...Pucci smiled. He was already thinking about how he could bail these three guys out. Oh, no, no, no, the plan to go to heaven can't be so slow. Just let them escape directly.

"So, are we heading north? There should be Disney World somewhere north," Jolyne said, holding F.F.'s hand. The girl, finally regaining the energy of her age, happily introduced her to Plankton, who had never seen the outside world. This new world was beyond F.F's wildest dreams. Bookish knowledge was nowhere near as engaging as seeing it with one's own eyes. F.F was dazzled by Jolyne's words. Krieg looked at them with a fatherly smile.

I feel like I’m not much older than them, so why do I have this mentality? Am I getting old?

Krieg shook his head vigorously. No matter how old he was, he could not be as old as Er Qiao. He was still young!

"Disney, I know this place," Weather Forecast looked out the window with a blank look in his eyes.

"Ah, Disneyland," Anna Sui began to show her ability to make awkward conversation, trying to find something to say to Xu Lun, "Have you been there?"

Xu Lun looked back at Anna Su, feeling a little sad. "My father once promised to take me there, but he never came. I don't think I'll have this chance in the future. I'm not a child anymore. But next time, I'll tie him up and bring him over!"

"," Anna Su didn't know how to continue the sentence, so she looked at Krieger with a pleading look, until Krieger glared back. "I'll take you there when I get a chance," Krieger's voice was not pleasant because of his worry, but this sentence still made Xu Lun laugh, "Okay, uncle! I'm going to take a lot of photos and put them in Dad's album. Everyone can be in it, but not him!"

Xu Lun secretly rested her head on F.F's back. Krieg could see some tears in the girl's eyes, but he said nothing, because according to the plot, a perverted substitute was about to appear.

"Yes, fairy tales are always beautiful. I heard there are a lot of different promotional programs around here. Disney spent a lot of money to promote these." Anna Su pointed around. "Look at those biggest puppets in the sky and the various billboards. These are all Disney properties. Xu Lun, look, that's the story of Snow White and her mother!"

"Xu Lun was speechless, "It's Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs."

"But the big villain is her mother, uh." Seeing Xu Lun's idiotic look, Anna Sui immediately changed her words, "I mean, the big villain is the seven dwarfs, no! The seven dwarfs are her mother, her father, etc. Let me think about it first!"

Facing Xu Lun's contemptuous gaze, Anna Sui was already incoherent, but F.F excitedly said, "I know this fairy tale, I've read it in the library!"

"Yeah," Jolyne's attitude suddenly brightened up in front of her friend. "Look, that's Snow White, and that's her mother, and the Huntsman... Hey?"

Xu Lun noticed something was wrong. "Hey, Uncle, look at these billboards. Why are all the characters gone? And why is this picture just a background? There's no Snow White on it?"

Snow White is missing?!

Krieg was startled and swerved the steering wheel to change lanes. People walking on the street were shocked by his rough driving skills, which immediately made everyone present dissatisfied. However, they dared not say anything because of Krieg's serious face.

Has Bohemian Rhapsody already begun its attack?

Krigela opened the car door and ran to the newsstand, took out a magazine and started reading.

"Don't worry, sir. I still have plenty here," the shopkeeper said cheerfully, but Anna Sui's arrival made his expression stiffen. "Let me see. Hey, what is this? There's no Mickey Mouse, no cartoon characters. How can this be called a theme park guide? What unscrupulous publishing house published this magazine without the copyright?"

Anna Su held up the magazine in her hand, and the places where the characters should be were completely blank.

"No, let's go!" Krieger pushed everyone back to the car. The store owner tried to stop them, but then he straightened himself after Krieger casually threw out a pile of change. "I'm not condoning this behavior, it's just that he gave too much. The store owner's wish was simple: I hope this good thing happens more often."

"What's going on, uncle? What happened?" F.F. also picked up a magazine, which was completely blank except for the background. "Is it related to the little black boy I saw?"

Chapter 352 The Nightingale and the Rose