Damn it, Mom, I just picked up the new car!

Looking at the fallen zz, Jon's eyes straightened.

At the door, Horhos blew his gun proudly, "Grandma Enya, I came in time, right?"

Granny Enya did not expect that Horhos would suddenly appear here.

A trace of resentment first flashed in her eyes, and then she said with a fake smile, "Well done, Horhos, you came at just the right time."

Horhos raised the corner of his mouth, "Of course, I have been following their traces all the way to here. To be honest, it took a lot of effort.

But fortunately, hard work paid off, and I finally caught up with him... I must avenge my revenge in Calcutta today!"

revenge?

You just fucking killed the transportation tool I found, and now you're telling me you want revenge!

Jon was rarely angry, and his whole body exuded a very terrifying aura.

Horhos was startled and took a step back.

But he quickly reacted and sneered: "Hey, don't look at me like that. You have to understand the situation. We have the absolute advantage now."

He naturally put aside his position and that of Granny Enya.

——I, Horhos, have only had tailwinds in my life.

"Do you have an absolute advantage..." Jon twitched his lips.

Then, he lowered his voice and said, "I'll deal with Horhos, and you guys go and knock down that old woman."

After thinking for a while, he added, "If I guessed correctly, the old woman's substitute should be the thick fog that permeates this town. Abdel's red magician should have a lot of room to play."

It is known that high temperatures can disperse fog.

The ‘Red Magician’ can be described as the ultimate ‘justice’!

Hearing this, everyone understood.

Jon’s stand-in has the ability to see through the enemy’s ‘death door’, so he’s right!

One side 1v1.

Side 1v.

The battlefield is divided into two places.

Horhos was a little dumbfounded.

No, I'm not a fill-in support, why did I suddenly become an adc?

But Jon didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He narrowed the distance between the two parties with a few flashes, aimed at Holhos' slightly stunned face, and punched him without saying a word.

The punch is as strong as a knife!

Horhos's skin was so scratched that it hurt.

Knowing that the boy opposite had a certain degree of teleportation ability, Horhos did not dare to be careless and fired a few shots at will, controlling the bullets to hover around him, trying to defend against Jon's attack in this way.

Jon's heart trembled, and he secretly thought that the little old emperor was actually smart.

However, you want to intimidate me, Joe, with bullets that are no different from ordinary pistols?

think too much!

Changing from his previous agile style, Jon gritted his teeth and refused to dodge, allowing the bullets to be shot into his body.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Horhos's eyes narrowed.

Darling, are you playing so big?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Jon's fist hit him in the face.

Hearing a 'bang' sound, Horhos flew backwards and rolled seven or eight meters before gradually stopping.

Jon stood still, took a deep breath, and the golden arc on his body beat wildly.

With the change in breathing rhythm, the muscles all over his body trembled, and the bullet holes healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Don't ask, just ask: Ripple Qigong is good.

It can both prolong life and kill enemies in battle.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu”

But judging from his body language, he probably wanted to beg for mercy.

Jon approached Horhos step by step,

Horhos was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.

"I gave you a chance but you didn't use it..."

Jon shook his head, "You're useless even if I give you a chance!"

"Woooooo!" Holhos instinctively wanted to raise his gun.

But halfway up his hand, he gave up the idea.

The successive blows made him realize the fact that he was definitely no match for the kid in front of him.

However, things have developed into what they are now, what should he do to save his life?

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through his mind. A thought flashed through Holhosford's mind.

——You must prove your worth to the people in front of you.

"I...I...I am willing to join you...to help you defeat Lord Dio...no, no, no, defeat Dio Brando." Horhos said, risking his life.

Hearing this, Jon took action.

After thinking about it, he said condescendingly: "Before you defeat Dio, you must become my slave. If I point east, you cannot go west."

slave?

Ah, Uncle Horhos has never served anyone before!

The little old emperor's eyes flashed, and he puffed up his chest and said, "No problem!"

In the face of survival, dignity is nothing!

No matter what, we still have to get over the current difficulty first, and what happens next...

Let’s talk about it then.

Jon nodded with satisfaction.

He knelt down and used the power of ripples to heal Horhos's injuries.

He said in a deep voice: "I can't trust you if you make empty claims. Come on, the time has come to prove your determination. Kill the enemies over there and we will be together."

Submit your certificate!

Horhos understood that he was being asked to hand in a petition.

The little old emperor was reluctant in his heart, but he had no choice. The situation was stronger than others, so he had to bow his head.

Looking at Granny Enya who was fighting fiercely with Jotaro and others in the distance, he took a deep breath and lit another cigarette.

Sorry J. Kyle, in order for me to survive, I have to kill your mother...

the other side.

"It's useless, it's useless! Justice will prevail!" Granny Enya, who was lying on the head of the clouds, smiled strangely and carefully maintained her character as an elder who fled the Soul Palace.

After all, justice is still very powerful.

Not only can they control dead bodies to harass opponents, but because they have no physical body, physical attacks are completely ineffective, causing melee avatars like Jotaro and Polnareff to lose most of their combat power.

But as Jon said, Abdel has a natural advantage for this kind of disembodied stand-in.

Indian hunk

Xiao Yan from another world(?)

After all, it is justice that fights 1, and it is very embarrassing to fight 'justice'.

Grandma Enya was secretly worried.

I didn't expect these people to be so powerful.

What's even more speechless is that these strong men, none of whom are less than 1.8 meters tall, actually joined forces to bully me, a bad old woman who was halfway into the coffin. It was really shameless!

Anyway, face is this thing...

Jotaro and the others have no idea.

Because from the beginning, under the leadership of someone, this excellent fighting method was carried forward in the team.

Why fight alone when you can fight in a group?

You punch me and I kick you, it's fun, isn't it?

As the fighting time goes by, the balance of victory becomes more and more tilted towards Jotaro and others...

Granny Enya is in danger!

Just then another gunshot was heard.

Granny Enya suddenly felt happy.

Horhos, you loser, although you failed to protect my son J. Kyle. But I have to admit that you came at the right time!

The battle on the other side has come to an end.

——Holhos won?

This...how is this possible!
To be continued...