JOJO in the world of hunters

So fast! What to do! If you are hit in the front, you will die. Jon's adrenaline was secreted rapidly, his mind was extremely clear, and a scene similar to a revolving lantern appeared.

It's too late. With so many missiles coming together, it takes at least three seconds to prepare the interference flame bomb. Although the musket can be fired instantly, it can only fire one at a time.

The most important thing is that it is within the explosion range. It is meaningless to detonate it. The range of my jamming bomb is two hundred meters, while the killing range of the opposite missile is three hundred meters.

Jon's body began to linearize unconsciously. In fact, even if it linearized, it could not stop the burning of the missile explosion and the flying shrapnel.

Even the Magician's Red can't control this flame. Next, I'll try to see if I can use the fire escape I haven't mastered yet. I can see if I can block the mirror fire flames.

To be honest, he doesn't have much hope, and Mr. Ward's Glaring King is too slow to intercept, but you can give it a try next.

Although you can skip this period of time with the King of Bullshit, if Edward's hatred goes rampant next, Jon will just gg later.

Just as Qiaoen and heaven were fighting, a sound like the sound of nature suddenly came from the front.

"Peace of mind." The pilot in the cockpit said.

Many warheads popped out from the bottom of the plane, like birds and animals scattering in all directions, and the helicopter immediately pulled up.

That was the jamming bomb that was built into the plane, and it instantly intercepted this batch of missiles.

The explosion was far greater than the previous explosion, and the air wave roared. The explosion point was below the aircraft, and it happened to fly upwards through this air wave.

Jon's adrenaline surged, his hands and feet felt cold, he held the handle tightly, and his skin turned a little white.

Edward and Ambrose on the side couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

"Are we abandoned?" Jon laughed to himself.

"Even if Mr. Edward's ability is terrifying, there is no need to reach this point. As long as we make constraints and oaths with Mr. Edward, we can live in harmony.

Mr. Edward should also be a reasonable person and will probably agree to reasonable requests.

Mr. Edward also takes a step back, and each of us takes a step back. As long as we succeed, both of us will be fine, you can be free, and we can complete the task safely."

Jon still holds out hope for peace. As long as he compares his feelings with others, there may not be a way out of this incident, so he doesn't have to fight desperately anymore.

"Impossible!" Ward and Edward replied almost in unison.

"It's absolutely impossible to let him leave alive. You think too simply. Those guys..." Mr. Ward became the commentator again.

But Edward immediately interrupted Ward and began to talk about the cruelty and darkness of politicians.

“Only obedient dogs are good dogs, disobedient ones are wild dogs, and wild dogs are no different from wolves.

Would you let a wolf who knows your bottom line leave? Only a dead wild dog is a good wild dog."

"Confucianism disrupts the law with literature, and chivalry disrupts the law with martial arts. I, Edward, am too impatient for justice and love justice. I like to draw my sword to help when there is injustice on the road, and I like to show off my power. This is my nature.

Many times these chivalrous activities are against the law, such as killing big bosses who are hidden behind the scenes and lack evidence. They have legal identities, but cannot be convicted due to lack of evidence. I may go beyond the legal means and kill them directly.

Although it is very satisfying, this society does not allow the existence of lawless madmen."

Jon was shaken, wasn't this exactly the life he wanted?

For these politicians and those hiding in the darkness, Edward's existence is undoubtedly like the sword of Damocles, hanging above their heads, making it difficult for them to sleep or eat.

Judging from the events just now, those bastards seemed to have given up on Ward and Jon.

If you want me, Jon, to become a victim, then be prepared for betrayal. Jon seems to have decided to run away with Edward.

In this crazy world for such a long time, it is very rare to meet someone who has similar views to yourself.

"Humph, it's not just that simple! The purpose of law is to restrict the strong.

The other party killed one person, and he retaliated by killing hundreds of people on the other side, and used forbidden moves in the other side's lair. He not only killed evil people, but also forced the death of more than 60 innocent civilians. This can also be called

For justice?

They are all dead and have no chance to refute your 'justice' to vent your anger and satisfy your personal pride.

Just like a naughty kid who likes to read martial arts novels and longs for chivalry and justice, he has a destructive weapon that can destroy a town."

With a snap, Edward slapped Ward in the face.

"That's enough, stop talking! I am just. They killed people. There is nothing that can be done about manslaughter in the execution of justice."

Jon confirmed that Edward is not a kind person. He is a mentally defective person. If he were an ordinary person, he would undoubtedly become a passionate young man who is eager for justice.

But he possesses this kind of terrifying power, which is far beyond that of ordinary people and will inevitably bring confusion to his self-understanding.

The idea came to my mind that a person as strong as me and with such a sense of justice should be the final arbiter to arbitrate all the evil hidden in the world.

In fact, the world does not need such a person at all. He is just a naughty boy with no guns. It is like giving the nuclear button to a child. He may kill more innocent people for a trivial matter.

A belief and mature value system that has power but no restraint.

"Not only that, once his body is seriously injured or dies, his ability [distorted light] will go wild. At that time, all creatures within a radius of several kilometers will be buried with him.

His body is nothing compared to his powerful destructive power."

"I said, that's enough. Don't slander me. This is just a way for me to protect myself. As he said, my body is relatively fragile.

So in order to prevent others from plotting against me, I can only use this to protect myself. No one will risk the disapproval of the world to kill me, and no one will agree to kill me."

Jon's expression changed, which meant that Edward himself was a nuclear button. As long as he was crippled and passed out, everyone around him would die.

To ordinary people, Edward is an outright danger, a terrorist detrimental to social stability, and a bomb hanging above his head.

Jon rubbed his fingers and continued to be wary of missiles that might attack at any time outside the window.

He has made a decision. Jon has weighed both sides. Although he suffered betrayal, Jon still believes in Ward more.

Ward's candor and arguments convinced Jon.

He had thought of a way that would work without waiting until dawn, and he found a substitute.

The second wave of attacks was about to arrive. Jon looked over and saw a dozen tactical missiles coming from the distant sky.