We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

Our negative characters all write invincible on their faces Author: pineapple slices

I am just.

Well, I am justice most of the time.

Now that you have found out, then I declare that this is my justice! I'm both a referee and a player. Is there anything wrong with having two roles?

Also known as "Success of Negative Roles"

jojo5: Golden Wind—Wolf—One Punch Man—Kamen Rider Empty Me—Stone Sea—DC Cinematic Universe—Marvel.

Chapter One Call-up begins

"Boss, boss! Are you okay?" Xiao Huangmao was about to cry, "We seem to have murdered..."

"You fucking, fuck", the headed bald head was holding his stomach, desperately sticking to the cut, but blood still gushing from the wound, "Why, why the **** you dare to fight back! You know Lao Tzu's father Who is it!"

The bald head kicked at Krieger angrily, only to get a trembling middle finger.

It was so painful that Krieger roared in his heart, even though his muscles had begun to shake uncontrollably, his face still looked down upon people.

The trousers are torn, and the shirt is full of blood. Now, how can the little gangsters in London be like this. They use their knives when they don't agree. Do you think everyone is a ripper? ! Your father is mentally retarded. With such a mentally retarded son like you, you can still be counter-killed in a three-on-one attack. How could there be such a wasteful rogue, really low-level.

It was so easy to be born again, and now I am going to die again. I don't know if there is another chance. Anyway, there are no friends or parents here. It is very worthwhile to save an innocent girl. Krieger, who was reborn in England, a 20-year-old soul from the celestial dynasty, thought so on the dirt-ridden stone road.

"Boss, run, Scotland Yard is coming, I don't want to be regarded as an imitator of the Ripper!" Little Huang Mao grabbed his bald head, "He can't save it, no one sees our faces, let's go! Big Fang, Take the boss and run!"

This is the result of courage to see righteousness, this **** world. Krieger wanted to move, but only his fingers responded. The dizziness and pain caused by excessive blood loss shattered his spirit, and he could only raise his **** higher.

On October 17, 1888, Krieger gave his 17-year-old life in order to protect passers-by from being attacked by gangsters. The newspaper will probably have a short obituary in the corner. Considering the ripper craze, maybe even obituaries. It is also an extravagant hope, and death in obscurity is a reasonable ending.

It should be like this.

"Da Fang?! Ah ah ah ah ah!" Little Huang Mao's voice was vague, but the panic inside almost overflowed. It is hard to imagine a big man screaming in such a stern voice, even if Krieger has already Decided to wait for death with peace of mind, he still opened his eyelids to see what his enemy was doing.

There are no enemies anymore.

The fierce bald head swelled more than twice, something was swimming in the swollen skin, Xiao Huang Mao sat on the side, the whole left leg was gone, but there was no drop of blood in the wound.

This strange scene absorbed all Krieger’s attention, and even the wounds pierced by the knife didn’t feel any pain. His adrenaline danced in his blood vessels, and unprecedented amounts of dopamine were secreted in his brain. This is so interesting. ! Krieger opened his eyes wide, trying to see what was happening around him. The third **** was gone, no, it wasn't that he was gone, he was in a bald body!

"I hate to be disturbed while hunting." A pleasant female voice reached Krieger's ears. The girl he had saved came back, holding her head, "Food, really dishonest. , It's still dead, better."

After an understatement, the extremely swollen bald head burst apart, and the one-meter-eight body was divided into hundreds of pieces. The little yellow hair had a big mouth, but there was nothing in the mouth, the headless female monster. Holding his head in this way, the broken head chewed up the debris on the ground regardless.

This world is so crazy, Krieger closed his eyes and met this scene before he died, and he died without regret.

What a fart! This world is so interesting, how could I die! I lived for nothing for two lifetimes, and finally saw something I was interested in. How could I be willing to die! A monster dare to use my sympathy, **** you!

Krieger picked up the schoolbag behind his back and smashed it on the back of the monster with all his strength. The monster had no idea what happened. The head he held in his hand rolled out directly. The head grumbled twice on the ground and looked incredible. Krieger.

"Come on", Krieger raised his **** again, and the joy in his heart allowed him to overcome physical limitations. Although life has come to an end, this will to reflect on his past has transcended his past and turned into his strength!

The monster had no idea that this dying man would dare to resist. The angry monster did not pick up his head, but the headless body rushed forward, at an alarming speed, and he was in front of Krieg in the blink of an eye. Before his knife was shot, the knife that stabbed him and stabbed his head disappeared into the monster's exposed digestive tract, along with Krieger's half of his body.

"That's right!" Krieger laughed and kicked the monster, feeling like he had hit a carriage when he was a child, but Krieger kicked his second kick excitedly and disappeared below his knees in midair.

Great, Krieger, who fell on the ground, is about to ascend to heaven. Although his body has disappeared halfway, he still grinned. He knew his meaning in life, that's it.

Abnormality is his normal.

Facing the monster who was gnawing at him frantically, Krieger finally raised a **** and plunged into darkness.

【Determined】

Who is speaking?

【Great potential, do you desire power? 】

I longed for Noko, and an emoji suddenly flashed in Krieger's mind.

【Two-dimensional】

? ?

You are the second element, your whole family is the second element!

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Chapter 2 Usage of Beach Boys

[Entering the world has been locked, consumes a page]

[Current World: Jojo's Bizarre Adventure: Wind of Gold]

[Time: 16:00 on a certain day in 2001]

[Location: Platform 6 of the Railway Station]

[Main goal: one-on-one, kill the boss head-on

Current goal: Survive after fighting against the protagonist team]

[Playing role: Bessie (soul adjustment completed, beach boy can use it, Italian and Japanese have been automatically mastered)]

[Warning: There is no reasonable reason in this world, please do not do any behavior that does not conform to the "Bessie" personality. If you are detected by the will of the world, you will be responsible for the consequences!

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Krieger squinted his eyes. He hadn't adjusted to the strong afternoon sun. The sunlight passed through the glass on the top of the train station and shone directly on his eyes, making his nose sour involuntarily.

Although I don't know what happened, I was still alive. Krieger twitched his nose and touched his undamaged belly. Before he could breathe out, his back was pushed.

"Bessie, what are you going to do in a daze!" Krieger turned around, and a blond man said to Krieger solemnly, "It's four o'clock. Use your beach boy to catch the ticket. Do we want to Do you want to go in without a ticket?"

Krieger froze for a moment and blinked innocently. The blond man in front of him was combing his neat hair, the Gucci logo on his collar was shining, and he shook his eyes again, "Pro... Brother?"

Krieger was surprised to find that the man in front of him had just come out of a comic. Combined with the subtitles that were still flowing in front of him, he subconsciously called the man's name, but Krieger was a man of two generations after all, with deliberately trained thinking. Immediately noticed the word human setting. I don’t know why, although 17 years have passed, Jojo’s bizarre adventure: the plot of the golden wind is suddenly visible in his mind, and he immediately changes his words. They all end with Big Brother.

"Bessie? What are you doing, what are you being stupid at this time?" Prosit tapped Krieger on the head. Pull them up!"

"Yes, big brother, I know." Taking advantage of the time when Prosit was speaking, Krieger quickly went through the plot. Although he did not have Bessie's memory, Bess always admired Prosit very much based on the plot. , So Krieger immediately found the most appropriate answer.

Hearing "Bessie"'s answer, Prosit just snorted, and the abnormal eyelashes moved a bit, and nothing was abnormal.

Krieger hadn't figured out what was going on. He looked at the glass of the ticket counter. The shadow reflected on the glass was a stubborn little fat man with a green potted haircut, exactly what Bessie looked like.

Soul adjustment...this even the appearance has changed, no wonder the height is not right, Krieger sighed in his heart, not only for his own experience, but also for the expression of the face in the mirror, Bessie As a child, Krieger himself, weakness and timidity have never been related to him.

Krieger just waved his hand gently, as instinctively, a fishing rod appeared in his hand. This was Bessie's substitute [Beach Boy]. The fish hook above moved out of thin air and floated towards the ticket office. When it touched the glass, the hook easily passed through, as if it was crossing the water surface, and the glass surface was slightly rippled.

The conductor was talking to the passenger. The hook of [Beach Boy] passed through his eyes, but no one could see except Krieger and Proshut. The sharp hook was on the ticket book, Krieger’s wrist Shaking lightly, the two tickets were torn off and returned to his hand with the fish hook.