With a nervous heart, the Dior youth pushed open the heavy door with great force. At this moment, the empty hall was pitch black without any light.

He was shocked and realized that things were gradually out of his control, and he became panicked inside.

So he shouted loudly: "Butler! What the hell is it? Why don't you turn on the lights?!"

In the darkness, a match suddenly lit up!

Jonathan raised his hand and lit the candlestick. Then the faint light of the candlelight, and the two childhood sweethearts who were destined to love and kill each other looked at each other.

Jonathan's eyes were firm and without regrets; Dior's heart tightened, and then he smiled quietly: "JOJO, you are back from London..."

"Yes, I have found evidence. Dior, I am in a heavy mood now. Even if our relationship is not very good after all, I must hand over you who grew up with me like a brother to the police! Dior, I am really sorry, maybe you can't understand, but this is all my truth." After seeing Dior again, Jonathan said solemnly.

At this time, he had convinced his father to contact the police officer, put a net of heaven and earth inside the manor, and the three hundred swords and axes were ambushed by the side. It was impossible for any more accidents to occur!

So Jonathan was in a particularly sad mood and confident. He looked at his childhood sweetheart with complicated eyes and said the truth that he had never spoken during the Cold War for seven years.

"Hey... I understand, JOJO, you are such a person, this is your unique tenderness." Dior sighed, as if he had taken off a certain burden and suddenly lost his energy.

At the same time, with a bandaged left hand gently touching the mask in his arms, Dior's acting skills were so strong that he played the role of a desperate dog and then gave up desperately, begging: "But... I want to ask you for the last thing, this is my last request!"

Jonathan was shocked with a terrifying expression, Dior's performance was completely beyond his expectations!

"Can I give me more time? Let me surrender to the police and leave me with the last bit of decency?" Dior begged.

Jonathan was surprised that Dior would make such a low attitude?! This did not conform to the other party's usual arrogant attitude. He thought Dior would launch a counterattack like a trapped beast, desperately struggling, but he did not expect that he would obey his head?

While Jonathan was surprised, Dior also roared in his heart: Unexpectedly, JOJO, the kid, returned alive? He is so lucky. Now, he can only find a way to kill him. He must find an opportunity to relax, then get closer, and then kill his dog's life with one blow.

"JOJO, I really regret what I did. Because I grew up in a poor environment, I have stupid ambitions. I admit that I did not do anything stupid, and I actually wanted to poison my benefactor who raised me to seize property! I really regretted it, otherwise I would have fled abroad and never return to the Josda family. I came back this time and just wanted to atone for my sins! Please give me a chance!" Dior covered his chest and said with regret and heartache.

This helpless scene instantly hit Jonathan's heart. After all, Dior, who lived under the same roof for seven years with his childhood sweetheart. This kind of love is like Lei Dahammer treating Jimei. Even if you abuse me thousands of times, I will still treat you like...

He thought carefully about Dior's words, and there was nothing wrong with the logic. Dior was really into the trap. So he wavered: "What you said...you said is right!"

…

"No! Mr. Jonathan, be careful, don't believe what this person says!"

At this moment, Bai Lang, who was standing in the shadow and watching the scene from close range, spoke for the first time, interrupted Dior's performance.

He raised his chest and raised his head, put one hand on his hips, and stroked the other hand on his chest, making a male model posture, stuck in the C position, as if he was looking at Jonathan in his chest. As soon as he appeared, he stole the limelight belonging to Dior.

"Mr. Alteran said it well!"

Wagen also jumped out, lighted up the darkness with a lighter, held his hands in front of his chest, and stood sideways beside the white wave, as if they were a combination? Wagen turned his head and looked at the surprised Dior, and said with a supporter:

"Looking at your 'confused' expression, let me introduce it to me! I am the nosy Sbitvaganza! I have lived in the ghoul streets of dragons and snakes since I was a child, and I have seen all kinds of bad guys, so as long as I'm 'taste', you can smell the good and bad guys! And you are really a stinky guy, you are simply a super despicable person! I have never seen a big scum like you since I was born! What environment makes you bad? Fart! You are born with a bad embryo!"

Wagen pointed at Dior and scolded him, saving Bai Lang's verbal talk.

The latter sighed in his heart that it is a wonderful thing to carry a qualified "supporter" with him! With the character "Holy Mother" he created, it is not suitable to scold these despicable words, but if no one says these lines, how can he expose Dior's true face?

Therefore, the importance of supporting roles can be seen.

"Mr. Joesta, hand him over to the Altera Detective!"

Sbit Wagen, once again sent a magical assist, Bai Lang silently praised it!

At this time, Brother Lang from the C position spoke again: "Dio, do you still remember this guy? Launch an attack, Wen Fugui!"

Bai Lang waved his hand and Wen Fugui walked out of the darkness. Another powerful evidence smashed the mask created by Dior.

Bai Lang looked at Dior who lost his money and pressed step by step: "This Eastern man can testify that it is the poison you bought."

Swipe, as Brother Lang finished speaking, the lights in the hall were suddenly lit up, the curtains on both sides of the room were raised, and detectives came out. With the white waves as the center, Dior surrounded.

…

Unexpectedly, I set up an ambush early, surrounded me heavily, and deceived and played with my feelings, allowing me to play monkeys there freely? Has it developed to an irreversible level? It's so amazing!

Dior is in a desperate situation and still has no despair...

Wen Fugui walked to Brother Lang and whispered: "Master, if I expected it, that man would not be caught! Because his luck is born with great strength. The so-called 'destiny should not be lost' is what he describes!"

"Oh? Is that right?" Bai Lang raised his eyebrows. He had already seen through everything. He believed that everything was under his control, so he whispered: "You...and...and..."

Bai Lang's mouth curled a mysterious smile, and the famous scene is coming! Let me see if you, "Dio, not lazy" have a strong fortune? Or should I, "White, Ultraland" have a stronger life!

The black smoke that could not be seen in the eyes of others floated out of Bai Lang's body bit by bit, and a black human figure wrapped in bandages gradually condensed behind him.

…

"JOJO! You won, Dior is willing to submit. But I have an insignificant wish. With our seven-year brotherhood, I just hope you can handcuff me. This is my last dignity!" Dior reached out and quietly touched a short knife in his arms.

It was dark at this time and the light in the house was dim, so it was difficult for Jonathan to notice Dior's strangeness; Bai Lang saw all this in his eyes, but he did not rush to stop it.

"I understand, I'll help you!" Jonathan took the handcuffs handed over by the police and strode towards Dior.

"JOJO, you know, human abilities have limits!" Dior, who was waiting for trial, did not resist, but instead started talking to himself.

The calm and unafraid of the face of danger made the police officers surrounding him feel uneasy. They have never seen a criminal who still acts calm and composed in the face of such an encirclement. This scene is too strange...

"What do you want to say?" Jonathan looked at his childhood sweetheart and frowned.

"I want to say... I learned something in my short life. The more people play with their plans, the more they will fail due to accidents. So..." When Dior said this, he thought of the scene just now. He designed to attract Jojo to the bait step by step. There were too many accidents, which made him lose a lot. It was a ridiculous plan.

"So your next sentence is: 'It must surpass humans!'" Jonathan, who was originally a little puzzled, suddenly spoke. He was very familiar with this sentence!

"So I have to surpass humans...what?" Dior suddenly couldn't continue and looked at the other party with a shock, "How could you know?"

"You actually imitated Mr. Ultraland's words in a despicable way. It's ridiculous! We have seen through everything about you!" Wagen on the side couldn't help but laughed.

Bai Lang hides merit and fame. This feeling of grabbing lines in advance is wonderful!

"No! You don't understand, you don't understand anything at all." Dior calmed down again, suddenly took out the "Stone Ghost Face" from his arms, raised it high, and shouted loudly: "JOJO, I'm not a human being!"

At this moment, Dior held up the "Stone Ghost Face" with one hand, grabbed the dagger with the other, accelerated his sprint, and rushed towards the shocked Jonathan, wanting to stab him. This mask will only be officially activated if it is stained with human blood. And he...

"JOJO, I want to use your blood to surpass humans!"

Jonathan suddenly saw the mysterious mask he had studied for seven years appear in the hands of his childhood sweetheart. He was surprised and noticed that he was attracted by it, and even ignored the dagger that Dior stabbed!

"Mr. Jonathan, be careful!" Wagen reacted, but it was too late and could only speak out for a reminder!

At this critical moment of crisis, the old gentleman Qiao's potential exploded, jumped in front of his son, and took the opportunity to kill Jonathan.

However, the matter was not over, Brother Lang came first!

The moment Dior shouted "jojo, I'm not a human being!", he rushed up, flew over, blocked the old jazz, and shouted loudly: "Dio, you are a beast who has revenge, be a person!"

The dagger penetrated Bailang's back deeply, and blood splattered.

At this moment, everyone in the field was shocked!

Jonathan was stunned, Old George was stunned, and the murderer Dior was also stunned. However, Brother Lang's blood had already splattered on the "Stone Ghost Face". Dior felt that the mechanism was about to be opened, so he pressed the mask on his face without hesitation.

Although it was not JOJO's blood, which disappointed him, he was about to surpass humans, which felt really exciting!

However, just in the place where everyone could not see it, right in front of Dior, there was a black bandage man with a golden ratio, with sharp thorns and short thorns on his head. He just watched Dior pretend to be B.

Brother Lang, who had Dior stabbed for free, would certainly not suffer this loss, so he controlled IBM in the first person, clenched his fist as a big sandbag, and punched Dior's lower abdomen like a cannonball.

Bang!

The villain's body instantly arched into a shrimp, Yan Yi changed wildly, her face turned red in an instant, and her body flew upwards in the form of "n" at a very fast speed. The stone ghost face he was originally pressed on his face also slid down weakly and fell to the ground.

"No!" Dior looked at the falling mask, and his eyes showed despair.

Then curved curved needles popped out from around the mask and pierced into the air... but no one had the energy to pay attention to this scene.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the self-sacrifice of Lang Ge's sacrifice for justice and Dior's inexplicable spiral ascension to heaven.

At the same moment, the great Mr. Ultraland, who was guaranteed by his character, was shamelessly betrayed!

Relying on his short figure, he flew out like a mouse, picked up the stone ghost face that fell on the ground, accelerated, broke through a glass window, ran away, and disappeared into the night!

"Mr. Ultraland! Go and save Mr. Ultraland!" Jonathan then reacted and shouted.

"Come on, catch this beast Dior!" Wagen also shed tears of emotion and pointed at Dior and cursed.

After being beaten by the black thorn three times, the victim felt his ribs broken, he had difficulty breathing, and Dior, who was shaking violently like a salted fish, couldn't even speak... tears were left at the corners of his eyes.

The first generation of boss was knocked sadly by Brother Lang!
Chapter completed!