We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

Qiao Luno looked at the scarred bridge, the various marks on it showed how tragic the battle just now. He knew that this matter was not over yet, and he did not delay the slightest, "Okay, I will wake up the others. ."

Hope everything goes well, Bugarati watched Gioruno limping back and threw away the phone. He always feels very uneasy about the man who uses the fish hook. It would be great if it was a companion. Recalling the sharp eyes, Bugarati sighed. There are still many capable people under the boss. I hope Terry Hugh can be successfully handed over to the boss, so that his task will be completed. Now, the boss will definitely protect his daughter.

In other words, why Terry Hugh always stares at me with strange eyes, the little girl's thinking is really strange.

"Woo, babble, babble—", in the dense plume of water vapor, the train stopped moving forward, Bugarati and his party did not go through the gate, but pulled the wall from the side, and hugged Qoruno. Leave the train with the tortoise. There was also an episode. When they were parking, a disheveled conductor knocked **** the isolation door of the carriage, and ran back in horror after Misda took out his pistol.

Bugarati sighed. According to the information he heard in the tortoise, it seemed that his enemies were not murderous murderers who were obliterating humanity. Unfortunately, as a betrayer, the boss would not let them survive.

It's a pity that Qiao Luno has to resist the boss. All the talents I admire are against the boss. Bugarati thinks about it, even he himself is against the boss's strategy. If the boss gives up drugs, Qiao Luno should still support the boss. Bugarati shook his head. He has been in the passion organization for a long time. Will this organization really change? Will the boss listen to my opinion? If the boss refuses my request, what will I do?

Even with Bugarati's willpower, he was a little confused. The world was changing so fast. The problems that Bugarati had never thought about appeared one after another, without giving people a chance to breathe.

"Bugarati, I'm going to find a car to leave here. You will wait here for a while." Gioruno interrupted Bugarati's thinking. Looking at the figure of Gioruno going away, Bugarati fell into A deeper confusion.

[Don't think that you are a gangster, you can take evil for granted! 】Bugarati is in a daze, are they doing the right thing? Although ordinary people living in Italy have become disciplined under enthusiastic management, he also knows that even the worst organization is better than no organization, but will Giorno really be better than the boss?

The volatility of the will is more dangerous than the wound on the body. Bugarati keenly perceives that the enemy named Bessi is not only a good hand in physical combat, but also constantly attacking the heart in the battle, even his attack has not been stopped. Stop. But even if he knew it was a trap, Bugarati still couldn't help but think about these things. Qiao Luno was only 15 years old and he was only 20 years old. What if they were wrong?

What a terrible enemy, if it is not a hostile position, I really want to talk to him, what kind of thoughts a person with those eyes would have, and what would he do if the positions were exchanged. Bugalati lowered his head, Misda lying in the tortoise was recovering, Naranga was playing treasures in front of him, Fogg and Apaki were reading, Trixiu was reprimanding Naranga.

This is my companion, Bugarati stood up, they trusted me and were willing to fight for me, and I can't live up to their trust! I am not alone, and I have to live hard for my companions, cadre’s Identity is just a starting point, I will let everyone live a happy life!

As a result, the confusion was wiped out.

Bugarati looked at the grass in the distance, Bessie, you have to protect your companion, and I also want to protect my companion. The next time I meet, I will prove your mistake!

.................

At 6:43 in the afternoon, Meloni took a shortcut to catch the train.

The time when the train stopped is untestable. The person who entered the driver's cab had already found a lot of blood. Under the guidance of the conductor, the Italian police had put a complete martial law on the railway line and were looking for the victim's body along the way.

Meloni showed her waist and dialed the phone in a coquettish posture. "Prosit and Bessie are gone, and the phone can't be connected. The blood on the scene doesn't look like there are only two or three people." Meloni said Looking away from the crowd.

"Really?" A voice that made people feel violent came from the phone, "What about Bugarati and the boss's daughter?"

"Escaped long ago."

The grumpy voice continued to ask, "Is there a way to track it? Meloni."

"Of course. Although the two of them were defeated, they left enough clues. I have collected blood." Meloni shook the bottle in his hand. There was already some solidified blood in the bottle, which made him unable to bear it. Zhu showed a disgusting smile, "It's Bugarati's blood."

"My [babyface] (babyface) is ready, now let me see, is there a suitable bad woman who can be the mother of the child?"

ps: It's over, the secret that I am Chef Bucarati has been exposed.

Thank you for the blade and monthly pass of the Berserker Tranquil Sauce, thank you for the dawn of dawn and the endless river of Styx ★Lonely monthly pass, today’s data is not good, so update one more chapter to see the effect, yes, I’m so self-willed, If the data is bad, update more, and if the data is good, update it.

After all, I’m not a student anymore. I found out that the time is really short after I left school. Only on weekends, I can guarantee more than 4,000 words, and usually only guarantee a minimum of 2,500 characters.

Well, I will open a reward next month, and save some manuscripts this month to ensure that I will keep updating it when I get busy.

Chapter Thirteen How do you dress like clothes

It was pitch black in front of me.

The first reaction of Krieger, who woke up, was that he was blind. He was in a hurry in the dizziness caused by hypoglycemia, and finally found out under the faint starlight that it was a false alarm, so his newly recovered physical strength was exhausted again. Krieger Falling on the grass for the second time.

I'm so hungry and so angry. Krieger swings his arms like a cute national treasure, that kind of black and white furry creature.

The protagonist group is the protagonist group. The original plot clearly only has Bugarati alone. As a result, Gioruno ran out inexplicably. The son of the world will is too shameless. If the delay continues, the next one will be the protagonist group. Is it a gang fight? !

Krieger lay in the puddle without image, staying awake by the water splashed by the swing of his arm. It is impossible to survive being thrown in the high-speed train, not to mention that he has to ensure the safety of Prosit, so Had to jump when the train passed the lake. After swimming to the shore and pushing Prosit up, Krieger really couldn't move at all, and slept dimly on the grass.

It was really exciting. Krieger thought about the situation just now. In addition to his fear, he even missed it a little bit. Enemies with different stances face life and death, exhausting their wisdom and strength, trying to challenge their own limits. This feeling is really unstoppable. Of course, you must be alone next time.

By the way, Krieger suddenly remembered that his mission was updated when he left the train, and he hadn't watched it yet.

[Goal: Survive after fighting against the protagonist team, the mission has been completed]

[Rating: perfect]

[You have received double rewards, Magic Scroll: Krex’s Wall of Slaughter has been upgraded, now it’s upgraded to Magic Scroll: Ice Wall]

[Ice Wall: Create an ice wall that lasts for six seconds and continuously expands, infinitely slowing down all creatures except the user, and causing fatal frostbite]

[Nowhere to escape! It's hard to move! Divide the battlefield! The harsh white wilderness is calling!

Arsenal Magician-Invoker Carl learned and improved his magic after defeating Korix to make it more powerful. Until one day, a young man with an extraordinary background threatened to kill a magister. He soon discovered that the consequence of declaring war on a magister was to declare war on the entire group of magisters, and they poured anger on him. The young man chuckled, secretly interpreting the magic of the magisters in the attack, and then shattered everyone's confidence with the magic of the magisters.

After the young man singled out the entire group of magisters, Carl met the young new great magister and exchanged knowledge with each other bitterly. The first magic that was only used as a control was changed in the hands of two magic masters, and the magical killer was born. The special magic that they completed together was given the most common name, the wall of ice. . 】

[Currently held items: Ice Wall*1, Human Soul Fragment*3]

"..."

Krieger shook the scroll on his hand, a small tube, with brilliant blue flowing on the surface, and formed a line of characters when he looked closely. Krieger recognized the meaning of this line based on inexplicable knowledge, probably [ Can the scholar's matter be considered stealing? That's plagiarism].

Is the young man's name Kong Yiji? No, what does this have to do with jojo? What the **** is this profile? Magisters are all such dishes. What is the meaning of this scroll? Isn’t Jiaqiu’s [White Album] also cooling? !

Speaking of Jiaqiu, is Meloni going to play, this guy is going to die aggrieved again?

Krieger touched his clothes, and the parts that were not wet were no longer damp.

This... don't, what time is it now? Where is my phone? ! Why hasn't eldest brother woken up yet? ! Where is this? ! Where is the nearest town? !

I don’t know that a few hours later, with the help of good-hearted people passing by, Krieger took Prosit into the city. By the way, Krieger exchanged a large amount of money for Prosit’s brand-name watches, according to the owner of the car. Krieger felt a bit of a loss for the smile when he left.

...............

"Why save me! Damn it!" Prosit, who woke up, unplugged the infusion tube and asked Krieger fiercely.

"You will do it too, you have already done it!" Krieger retorted, "Big brother, wherever we continue to stay, only we will die. There is [Golden Experience] on the opposite side. The effect of that treatment is not that I can... ..."

"Damn! I'm not talking about your mission, I'm talking about why you risked to save me, won't you run away by yourself!" Prosit was anxious, kicked over the trash can, ignoring that his brand-name leather shoes were rotted. On the food, "Bessie, are you a pig? This mother-in-law", Prosit wanted to beat Krieger in a hurry, but couldn't get his hands off when he saw Krieger's black and purple face. , Can only stomped on the garbage, letting the rotten liquid splash on the trouser legs.

Krieger was stunned. The sudden concern made him feel overwhelmed. Even if they both knew that they cared about each other, the other cared about themselves, but the relationship between the men was still a bit... embarrassing.

"Um, brother..."

"Forget it!" Prosit pushed Krieger away, cleaning his trouser legs embarrassedly, "Look at my pants, you can't do this next time!"

Are you a kid? I don't know your expression when I bend down, am I? The character of Bessie MAP is not what you are used to!

Krieger raised his head, only thinking that the twinkling of stars was really good-looking. He didn't reveal Proshut, but said lightly, "Okay, brother, I want to eat Margarita pizza."

"Eat, eat, eat! You know how to eat!" Prosit also raised his head and glared at Krieger, "How can you only know to eat!"