Knights Don’t Need a Youth Love Story

He has a feeling.

If I don't do something just now, I'm afraid I'll lose something very important.

"A false alarm."

Looking at Deadpool lying on the ground, Diablo let out a disdainful sigh.

I thought this guy had something to do with it.

But think about it, he is Emperor Diablo.

How can a normal person be his opponent?

It's just a mere one.

"Then it's time to figure out a way to get out of this ghost place."

The illusory King Crimson came to Diablo and began to fiddle with the chains.

But the shackles were stronger than Diablo expected.

No matter what he did, he couldn't break free.

While Diablo was fighting the shackles, a figure quietly stood up.

Looking at Diablo with his back turned to him, the smile on Deadpool's face became even brighter.

He stretched out his hand and patted Diablo's shoulder lightly, and Deadpool could clearly feel that Diablo's body instantly stiffened.

"who?!"

Turning around abruptly, the Crimson King raised his fist following Diablo's roar.

The feeling in the fist told Diablo that the punch still penetrated the opponent's body.

But looking at the familiar face, Diablo's expression was a little stiff.

Why?

This guy was obviously punched in the chest by me.

This time, the Deadpool hanging on the arm of the Scarlet King did not pretend to be dead, but threw a wink at Diablo.

Diablo, who felt a chill, shuddered, and the Crimson King in front of him waved his fist again.

"Death to me!"

Under the attack of the Scarlet King, Deadpool quickly fell to the ground.

With that look, anyone who comes here can only shake his head to show that he can do nothing.

However, after a few seconds, Deadpool stood up again.

Although the bones were broken and blood splattered, Deadpool approached Diablo slowly but firmly.

Neither time-deletion nor even fighting could stop Deadpool from approaching.

"Crash."

Diablo subconsciously wanted to stay away from Deadpool.

This guy made him feel really weird.

But the strong shackles kept him from leaving.

"Don't be shy, the new world is waiting for you~"

"You! Don't come here!"

In extreme panic, Diablo shouted that sentence.

"Ah!"

In another world, a teenager with a @@@ hairstyle suddenly sneezed.

"What's wrong with Giorno?"

"No, nothing."

Chapter 245 Joseph is ready to return

Wiping his nose, Giorno responded.

Some time ago, they were tracking the true identity of the boss, and they were about to succeed, but the boss suddenly disappeared.

Even Risut, who was fighting the boss, said bluntly:

"That guy suddenly disappeared in front of me, as if it had evaporated out of thin air."

With the ability of metal products, it is impossible to escape his perception by simply hiding or hiding.

But in his perception, the boss just disappeared without warning.

It was only a matter of time before he could get rid of him.

Just when Risut was incompetent and furious, Giorno and his party came over to meet him just in time.

One party has identified the assassination team as the enemy.

The other party was the boss of the assassination team, and all his subordinates were basically killed by the other party.

After the two parties met, they didn't even say a word and called out their respective stand-ins to fight.

It can be said that the intensity of the fight is completely flying.

Risut's Metalwork completes a first kill in the opening scene.

Kill Mista directly with four metal blades.

But fortunately, Giorno responded and rescued Mista in time.

As for the lack of iron, Giorno also has a solution.

Afterwards, with the help of Giorno, a super team doctor, Bucciarati and his party slaughtered Risut with little effort.

Risut, who was besieged by a group of people, finally died with hatred.

He was only one step away from his goal, but fell in front of it.

With the regret of the entire assassination team.

"Really, sorry."

Risut, who was lying in a pool of blood, stared blankly at the blue sky.

When the battle came to the back, Naranga and Mista were basically attacking.

Because the duo's stand-ins have enough range to not be harmed.

Although he can use magnetic force to manipulate iron within a certain range near the body.

Very dangerous for close range stand-ins.

But against Naranga and Mista, they were completely defeated.

Before his consciousness completely dissipated, he thought of the rest of the assassination team.

To be honest, their relationship is not very good.

There is always a lot of friction, big and small.

They are a group of guys doing dirty things, how much affection can they have?

But he still felt a tinge of anger when others died.

Are they like that too?

Who knows?

'What an annoying bunch of guys. ’

"ended."

"yes."

Looking at Risut lying on the ground, Bugarati breathed a sigh of relief.

His body didn't know how long it would last.

If a fierce battle breaks out here, I don't know if I can accompany them to the end.

In some ways, he resembles Risut.

Although the relationship between his subordinates is good, it is all based on the fact that he is the captain.

Assuming that he leaves one day in the future, Giorno and the others may not continue to be together.

Although it is impossible to turn against each other.

But there is a high probability that they will be separated for their respective goals.

"It's alright, Bugatti."

Giorno walked over and asked softly.

Shaking his head, Bugarati did not speak.

He wanted to laugh and tell Giorno that he was okay, but Giorno knew his situation very well.

For a while, the two fell into silence.

Looking back at the research institute——

"Wow, that's scary."

Covering his eyes, Qianhu couldn't help but say.

A video of Diablo and Deadpool played on the screen in front of her.

The scene is not ordinary bloody.

Deadpool's blood is all over the place.

Qianhu really couldn't understand why he was so calm.

"Ha, this pain doesn't even count as a warm-up for me."

Straightening his neck, Dead Servant said meanly.

Not too bad, Deadpool opened his crotch, took out a hood and put it on for himself, then continued to torture Diablo.

"Come on! Let's go crazy!"

"Don't come here!!!"

Meanwhile, Luo Zhen in another room was being tested for his mental state.

It's not that he encountered anything, it's just a normal routine inspection.

Not only Luo Zhen, but Joseph and the others will also be tested later.

After all, many task forces experienced subtle changes in their mental status during long-term missions.

It may have been unnoticed at first, but then this change has led to a series of problems.

"How about it?"

"It's okay overall, but your mental pressure is a little bit bigger."

Luo Zhen, sitting in a chair, listened to his test report quietly.

Mental stress is a common problem for all members of the organization.

It's the same whether it's combatants or researchers.

Coupled with Luo Zhen's own special situation:

A number of people around him were amnesticized under his supervision.

The Mingpao family next door, An Yilun from the class, Kotobuki Tsumugi, Nakano Azusa, and Hirazawa Yui from the Qingyin Club.

Sakamoto was also cleared of memory before.

Originally, there were not many people he had close relationships with in his daily life. This calculation can be said to have cleared the memory of the people around him.

Sometimes he doesn't quite know what attitude to use to get along with people whose memories have been erased by him.