The Wonderful Journey of the Best Villain - Chapter 514

Diego wraps Jonson in a white cloth. For Diego’s life, he spends too much time doing evil. He didn’t think whether Jonson redeemed him, but Diego felt that Jonson’s death would make him remember his life.

Diego is very smart. He has his own ideas about things since he was a child, although he often walks on the path of evil, just like his mother taught him to live with dignity.

Diego took this understanding to climb up. Jonson was an out-and-out strong man, but he died in the hands of Lucy Steele.

No matter how powerful a person is, sooner or later he will die for various reasons, even the saint will die, otherwise he will not become a corpse. This is a desperate fact, as if the president understands that there is no way to eliminate misfortune in this world.

“I hope I can talk to each other…” Diego said softly, regardless of whether Jonson’s cold body could be heard.

Diego’s riding skills are outstanding. It seems that even the silver bullet of the horse under his seat understands the sorrow of the owner. In this case, it took Diego and Jonson to the United Beach in New Jersey. .

There is only one stage left in the SBR competition. After crossing the sea at Union Beach in New Jersey, we will compete in Manhattan, finishing with the Holy Trinity Church.

Jonny and Jello were waiting on the beach early… Jonny was still right away, Jello had dismounted and looked around to rest.

“The last player finally crossed the line, this guy Diego Brando!!”

The sound on the radio did not arouse people’s joy, but there were few passersby pointing, what is the thing in Diego’s hand…

Jonny looked at Diego in disbelief, his pale blue eyes were all puzzled…

“Brother Diego?” Jello said in surprise, “Where is Jonson?”

Is it the body of the white cloth saint in Diego’s hand? Jonny thought in surprise.

If loneliness is a kind of illness, Jonny has undoubtedly reached the point of terminal illness…

Diego crossed the finish line and came to Jonny and Jello in despair. Jonny showed some timid expressions. His mount seemed to feel a trace of despair rising from under his feet, like a winter chill… …

There was an ominous premonition that haunted him like a childhood nightmare, and he even yelled–

“Joney!”

Only then did he wake up like a dream, and slowly remembered that he had forgotten to breathe just now.

“This…” Jonny’s voice like a beast came from the Adam’s apple, and Jello lowered his head. He already understood what Diego was holding.

“This is your brother, Jonson.” Diego said blankly.

Jonny: “…what did you say?”

Because this stage of the game has ended, the surrounding audience is almost scattered, because time accelerates the steamboat becomes unstable, the organizer is still trying to find a way, but there are still a lot of people around the audience.

“Ah! What a shame!” someone shouted loudly in the broadcast: “The player Diego Diego actually held the body of Jonson Josta!”

Jonny stayed where he was, without saying a word for a long time–

There was a commotion in the audience. It turned out that an elderly couple fainted. Someone in the audience exclaimed that it was the Josdas.

Diego wanted to hand over his brother’s body to him, and Jonny stepped back in fear——

“Joney…” Jello didn’t know what to say… looked at the sea over there.

The two strands of blond hair that Jonny always turned up like his ears were soaked in cold sweat…There were white clouds like vultures hovering in the sky. The sky began to appear as red as a corpse.

As if walking on a hill with stumps of limbs, Jonny smelled the **** smell that made him faint from the corpse in Diego’s arms…

Jello seemed a little unbelievable. In Jello’s short life, no friend had died yet, although he had faced countless deaths.

He is the executioner of the Kingdom of Naples. His men have killed a lot of people, but they are all the most heinous people. They didn’t expect that Jonson would die…Will such a powerful Jonson die…?

Diego got off the horse, held Jonson’s corpse, and looked at Jello at each other–

“Who killed Jonson? What about the president?” Jello whispered.

Diego didn’t have any waves in his tone, giving people a feeling of grief more than death.

“Dead, Lucy Steele was the one who killed them.”

Jello widened his eyes in disbelief, that woman? how is this possible? Jonson helped her so, she actually killed Jonson…

“I don’t believe anyone. Rather than relying on the ethereal saint, it’s better to use the body yourself.”

“You killed her?”

“no.”

Jonny Josta seemed to think he was a tortoise. He kept backing away. He looked down at Jonson’s corpse and almost fell into the sea. His mind was gone. The horse was startled by the sea, and Jonny fell from the horse. Down.

The world turned upside down in front of Jonny’s eyes, and the pain of falling finally made him suddenly awakened. Diego frowned slightly, and put Jonson Joffrey on the ground——

“Joan…” Jonny gasped, the pain crushed him to breathe, and Diego just put his brother on the cold floor—

The floor is too cold, and the disabled Jonny knows better than anyone else how cold the floor is…Johnson is a saint, a saint who can redeem him, a person who can erase the dark will in his eyes, and tolerate his faults. …

[My brother, it’s not rubbish. 】

How could Jonson lie on the floor… Jonnie thought with a broken heart, struggling to get up from the ground, his feet that had been sleeping for many years gained strength this time, and he barely got up from the ground, hunched back. Almost touching the ground, he came to Jonson’s face——

Except for the smell of blood, it is indeed the smell of Jonson.

Several players turned their eyes to the three of them——

“Jose Da-jun, unexpectedly…” Dongfang couldn’t help but widen his eyes. He wanted to say something in the past, but seeing the situation of the three people in the corner, it was worth stroking the horse.

Porklock also looked over there in surprise-“That Jonson Josda will die, it’s really unbelievable…”

The organizer finally handled the steamboat and asked everyone to start preparing to board the steamboat to the opposite shore and prepare for the beginning of the last stage——

The white clouds in the sky are constantly turning upside down as if they have clicked the accelerator key, and quickly cast shadows on the ground, illuminating Joni Josda’s face suddenly and brightly——

Under Diego’s gaze, Jonny moved his mouth like a fish, not knowing whether it was breathing or talking.