We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

"Yes, according to our contact, it is certain that the empty strip Xu Lun has retrieved the [CD] of the doctor and is waiting to be transported back. We have arranged a helicopter, and now we only wait for the empty strip Xu Lun to be ready. "

"Do you need any preparation for this?"

"Yes, Xu Lun has been doing high-intensity prison labor recently. We are waiting for a reasonable time because we cannot ignore the possibility of the phone being tapped. The day after tomorrow, the [CD] must be shipped back, Dr. Body fluids need to be maintained by discs."

"What about Polunaev, how is his situation?"

"The evidence is conclusive, we can't be exonerated. At the same time, Mr. Polunaev has the same symptoms as the doctor. The prison he is now in has been taken over by us, and Xu Lun got everyone’s [CD-ROM]. Before accepting, we will try our best to protect Polunaev’s safety."

"Thanks for your hard work, I...cough, cough, cough, I'll go." A series of coughs came out of Krieger's throat. He wanted to directly tell the relationship between [White Snake] and Father Puqi, but he hadn't said anything yet. When I said it, I felt that my throat was very itchy, and an out of control car ran into him directly!

This level of impact is certainly not a problem, but Krieger has already understood that he is still restricted. The driver of the car passed out. Krieger realized that he could not speak any more, even if the person on the other side of the phone suddenly died suddenly. possible.

"So is there a way to send me to prison?"

"At present, there is no way, because of the escape situation, the Green Dolphin Prison has refused to accept new prisoners."

"Well, then I have one last question. Did Xu Lun mention the name Ames Rostiero?"

"No, is this also a stand-in messenger? At present, Miss Xu Lun only mentioned that the stand-in messengers are Miss F·F, Weather Forecast, and Apollio."

Ames disappeared?

ps: Don't worry about weakening, this world needs the protagonist to play super-level to win

Chapter 323 Meet the Old Friends

"It turned out to be so, I will pay more attention."

"Okay, I see, please help me find a channel to meet Qiao Luno. No, there is nothing wrong with the old friends, um, okay" Krieger put down the phone.

Regarding the spw consortium, Krieger chose to believe half of it. The reason for not believing it all is simple. The face reflected on the glass of the phone booth belongs to him, not Bessie's. No matter how sincere the person in charge said, there are problems with the mental hospital or the situation when he appeared. Maybe it is the malice of fate, or maybe there is some disagreement within the spw consortium, but now is not the time to consider this kind of thing, if Puqi If the priest succeeds, everyone will be finished together. Although the soul can be preserved, but the memory and the familiar world are lost, the continuation of this kind of life is no different from death.

For Krieger, his soul does not belong to this world. If everyone goes to the new world, then his fate is most likely to be left alone in the cemetery of the old world.

But just after getting out of the inability to act, did the world's correction power begin to exert its power?

Ames Rostiero, whose alias is [Kiss], this person actually seems to have never existed. Needless to say, the plot correction may be more than Krieger thought. At least this person has been caught by Pucci. He started secretly, so the avatar [Hell’s Road] may still be intact. When the person in charge mentioned that Polunaev was injured by accident, he should have thought that only [Hell’s Road] could transfer the main suicide technique to the person who wanted to target. The double on the body does this effect.

The double messengers of the sixth part began to sway to the degree of unconventionality. Various incomprehensible abilities appeared together. It is possible that a knight who was able to use a chariot to swipe his passion when he was young would be defeated by an inexplicable double. There are a lot of [DISC] on Qi. Who knows what outrageous stand-in he has. It would be strange if Polunaev keeps winning. No matter how well the whiteboard stand-in exercises, it will naturally fall without the support of intelligence. Downwind.

In short, wait for [Enthusiasm] to come and pick me up. Krieger is not in a hurry. The main content of [Stone Sea] takes place in the prison. When the plot develops beyond the prison, it is already Pucci. When he succeeded in getting what he wanted, most of what happened before was in female prisoners. Krieger can't spoil it or take it directly. It's better to wait for Puqi to get out of prison, at least with his help, a good one. The Kujo Jotaro and Polunaev will exist. Although the priest has a thick skin, he can't hold a bunch of people taking turns.

Krieger was a little bit suspicious. Even when Puqi got the last substitute and started to accelerate, even if no one could keep up with Puqi at that time, there were still many ways to kill Puqi directly, not to mention the previous Puqi. Qi still needs messy double messengers to block the protagonist’s pursuit. The difficulty of this world does not seem to be very difficult, but when he comes up, he is locked in a state. This kind of target is so powerful that there is always a kind of Puqi. Can't be regarded as the feeling of the final boss.

Is it an illusion, there is no stronger boss here, is it Bohemian Rhapsody? Or after retrieving the memory, it becomes a villain's version of the weather forecast?

Krieger rolled his eyes, but the anxiety in his heart was still not relieved. Just as Krieger was struggling, a black limousine drove to Krieger from the street, and a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes poked out his head. He stayed for a while on Krieger's face, then turned his neck to search the neighborhood, seeming to feel that there was no one else around, and turned his gaze to Krieger again.

"I said, have you ever seen a guy who looks like a turnip monster?"

"...", Krieger's cheeks stiffened for a moment, "Are you Mista?"

"Huh? You know me, it's that guy...wow", Misda noticed that the fish hook had been stuck in the steering wheel, couldn't help exclaiming, and after recovering his senses, he gave a stunned look. Looking at Krieger, "You are Krieger?!"

Now I am on my way to the [Enthusiasm] headquarters.

"That's why you disappeared for more than ten years?!"

Misda is still wearing almost explicit clothes and is playing the role of the driver, but his eyes look at Krieger from the rearview mirror from time to time.

"What's the matter? Is there anything on my face?" Krieger put down the information in his hand. Although it can be seen that [Enthusiasm Organization] has tried its best to transform its functions, it is a pity that gangs are gangs, one that relies on smuggling and protection fees as the biggest source. The violent gang is destined to not go far.

"No, no, it's just that you have changed so much. From a purely visual point of view, it's like a passerby who can be seen everywhere has become a movie star." Misda raised his eyebrows, and the muscles of the past. Compared to his head, the tall man in front of him had shiny blue eyes and a sharp smile. When Mista first met, he thought he had picked up the wrong person, but Krieger barely confirmed it until Krieger spoke.

"Speaking of this, your change is very small." Krieger approached Misda, watching Misda a guilty conscience, and the pure gold pocket watch on his chest fell with his breathing, "I said. When I was 20 years old, wearing **** clothes was called fashion. I was 40 years old. It’s a pervert to wear like this. They are all of such a high status. There are so many styles of gentleman hats and top hats. Why do you want to wear this kind of clothes? With the hat on your head, are you a homeless tramp?!"

"How about dressing freely! I didn't bother others, do I still need your permission to dress?!"

"Need. Obviously you caught my eyes." Krieger nodded, expressing satisfaction with Misda's self-consciousness.

"......", Mista shook his head, feeling dissatisfied with Krieger's confidence.

"Look at the road, don't look at me", Krieger said again, and the angry Misda groaned.

It’s not that Krieger is targeting Misda, but that he needs to test out Misda’s changes as soon as possible, no matter what kind of saint Gioruno is or the mood of those who join the gang, ten years’ time They are all enough to completely transform a person. Although Qiao Luno and his friends seem to be extremely righteous and passionate under the dream of [the gangster superstar], they know very well that they are gangsters who kill people without blinking, and they are too Doing so, and although Krieger appreciates their ability to act and their friendship, this does not prevent him from thinking that these people's actions are problematic.

To put it simply, everyone is not a good person, just to see whose lower limit is lower.

Krieger is not stupid enough to ask you all, is it okay, how has the past few years been, this kind of non-painful question, a non-painful question can only get a non-painful answer, but it is too much. Sharp problems will get extreme explanations. Under the preconceived situation, Krieger feels that the spw consortium has problems, let alone the enthusiastic organization of the vassal under the spw consortium.

Giorno will destroy all illegal DPs, and Krieger is confident of this. However, according to Krieger’s common sense, illegal dp will not ruin a person in a strict law enforcement area, but legal drugs can easily do this. The raw materials are *** a* drugs that are more effective than the original poison. The product is still at least 50% fierce. In the normal version of the United States, 200,000 people die every year due to overdose of similar drugs. Some people have no money to buy genuine drugs and can only use cheap A* instead. But the spw consortium is a pharmaceutical company, and the tricks of it are interesting.

Krieger looked at Misda, with a [golden experience] injecting life energy, Misda did not leave any wounds, but this guy revealed a feeling of exhaustion from the inside out, six in the past. The pistol man disappeared. Only then did Krieger realize that the world had really passed ten years.

"I remember when I went to travel, Bugarati and Trihwe started dating. How far have they developed? Do they have children?"

Krieger didn’t know what to say. Although Misda’s dress was weird, it seemed that he belonged to a class with status. Krieger said he was like a tramp and was also joking. Who can wear this kind of clothes? . Before the atmosphere was embarrassing, Krieger had to pick up some of them and ask them, but he directly scared Misda into a deviation of the steering wheel with a shocking voice.

"Whoever comes up and asks if there are any children? Are you a gossip old lady?!"

Misda yelled in an angry voice, "No! Terry Hugh is now a hot star, and some of her enthusiasm is provided by her. Bugarati is already in seclusion, and he is probably used to a peaceful life. Yes, but their feelings...I don’t know this, it should be very good."

Misda scratched his head and controlled the car to go through several turns in a row.

"Where is Prosit?" Krieger asked the question he cared most.

"I went on a trip and gave up all my positions to open a private restaurant on the open sea. It's so leisurely and enviable, **** it!"

I didn't see that the eldest brother still has such a leisurely sentiment, Krieger nodded, and then stared at Misda's bulging waist.

"So what about your stand-in?"

"..., I have noticed you staring at my pistol! Now they can choose to come out or not. You can't see them unless you eat."

"Has the power of the substitute improved? That's really congratulations," Krieger raised his eyebrows, and Misda just rolled his eyes, "This kind of substitute who is more personal than the owner, even if it improves, I feel very disadvantaged! By the way, why don’t you ask some [enthusiasm] questions, do you know? You left after [enthusiasm], but under our management, it is getting better and better, and now the power has radiated to all of Europe, let me tell you, even spw The consortium may not be better than us now..."

is it?

He didn't doubt Misda, if it was the perfect Qoruno, it wouldn't be strange what the gang boss had done.

Krieger leaned on the soft cushions. The interior decoration of the car was gorgeous enough that Krieger couldn’t recognize the material here. He himself thought that meeting old friends would be a little more exciting, but even with a desperate past, Krieger still felt nothing when we met again.

There is already too much difference between the two people. The things that Misda is showing off are completely meaningless in Krieger's view. These are only things that are easily available. The so-called wealth and status are these things back and forth, even if they can rule Europe. So what about the gangs? After leaving the weird country of Italy, they are still shady and dark, and Krieger can push it from country to country as long as he wants to, after he restores his normal power, as long as he is not directly hit by a nuclear bomb. In, nothing on this planet can stop his will.

The bored Krieger leaned his head on the glass and listened to Misda’s babbling and showing off. From time to time, he plugged in. It’s okay to know that these people in the past are doing well. Friends, things like that, have been walking for a while. On the same path, even if everyone’s roads are divided, as long as they have a common travel time in the strategy, they should be very comfortable when they look forward to someone and want to entrust their dreams to someone. Right.

The meeting with Giorno was in a hall that was big enough to look up at the ceiling.