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After coughing softly, Joyce managed his expression again.

"You have followed me for so long just to tell me this insignificant thing?"

"Of course I'm not just telling you this, there are more important things to do!" Al responded with a sneer, looking at Joyce like he was looking at a dead person.

"Wendy, do you remember Wendy Burns? Maybe you don't remember at all?"

"Poor Wendy, her death was so tragic. Maybe you shouldn't have saved her before."

"After I personally pulled out all her teeth, hair, and all her nails, I drew your appearance based on her final description. Joyce Joestar, you are really easy for us to find. !”

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you one more thing. Wendy was even drained of her blood when she died~"

Al, who became more and more crazy as he talked, even saliva flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body began to twist a little.

Looking at such crazy Al, Joyce's face looked a little ugly at the moment.

I finally saved a person, but I didn't expect that she would leave this world so easily, or in such a cruel way.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, even a little angry, and a little sad.

After all, a living life left like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Enough said?"

Joyce's tone seemed a little cold, and an imperceptible fluctuation flashed in the depths of his eyes, obviously trying to suppress the anger and dissatisfaction in his heart.

"Of course it's not enough! You can live, but you must give me the Duke's son, Michelle Macavian, otherwise, you will die miserably!"

At this time, Al was pulling his hair hard, looking very ferocious.

Seeing such a threat, Joyce laughed angrily.

Do they really not watch the news?

Do you really think that you are a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others?

What he did in Africa and Sokovia had been on the news countless times, and these vampires actually dared to threaten him.

Has your brain been kicked by a donkey?

Joyce felt a crow flying above his head. He was angry but also a little funny at the same time.

"Have you investigated my information?" After calming down, Joyce looked at the person in front of him.

"Ha! So what if we investigate?"

"So what if you know? No matter how strong you are, you are still vulnerable to our Mcavian family. Therefore, you must hand over Michelle Mcavian, otherwise you will never escape our pursuit." !”

Al looked determined to win.

"Oh? Then I'll wait and see!" The expression on Joyce's face looked very indifferent, as if he didn't take this matter to heart at all.

"You'll regret it, just wait and see!"

Rhodes looked at Joyce, and the expression on his face became more ferocious.

"I don't know if I regret it later, but you will regret coming into this world today!"

Joyce sneered, how dare a person like this dare to run rampant in front of him?

Originally, he planned to ask for more information about some vampire, but Joyce really didn't want to endure his arrogant attitude anymore.

Thinking of this, he directly raised his hand and pointed his five fingers at Al.

Al, who was originally arrogant and domineering, saw this action and immediately looked at Joyce warily.

His eyes widened, as if he was guarding against something, and he kept moving back, as if he wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.

What's the use of being able to fight alone if you come out to mess around now?

You must have background and power.

But when you mess with someone who doesn't care at all, you're lucky to be alive.

Escape will never solve the problem, not to mention that Joyce's offensive has already begun.

"W??E??A??T??H??E??R??R??E??P??O??R??T??!"

"Weather forecast!"

An invisible air current enveloped him and formed a vacuum zone around him.

Suddenly noticing that the air around him was getting thinner, Al turned around and ran away.

But he found that he couldn't leave the place, as if he was wrapped in a flow of air, as if he was in a cage and was imprisoned here.

Al wanted to shout, but no sound came out of his throat, and it gave him a suffocating feeling.

This invisible air flow seemed to be conscious, constantly swallowing Al, causing him extreme pain.

Al's whole body slowly floated up, struggling continuously about half a meter above the ground, but could not change this situation.

Unable to get oxygen, he couldn't breathe. He was scared and even wanted to beg for mercy.

This feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and he was still struggling hard, but in the end it was to no avail.

Under this kind of pressure, Al gradually lost the strength to struggle, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Al's eyes gradually lost focus, his body began to tremble, and his lips turned purple and black.

However, Joyce stood there with his hands in his pockets, looking at him silently, indifferent.

For such a crazy person, I will not feel any guilt.

Although Wendy may not be a good person, she may be tortured to death by that Michelle.

But this time, she didn't expect that she would die unexpectedly after taking action.

I didn't expect that there was a family behind this vampire, nor did I expect that he was actually the child of a duke.

Now that things have come to this, Joyce will never hold back.

Quietly watching Al who was struggling, his eyes rolled back and forth, and his mouth opened and closed but he couldn't make any sound.

He stretched out a hand in Joyce's direction, seeming to beg him to let him go.

Until half a minute later, Al was completely silent.

As Joyce waved slightly, a flame fell out of thin air.

Suddenly, there was no trace of Al's body, and he disappeared into ashes and disappeared from this world.

Golden light appeared behind him, and Joyce slowly turned around and walked towards the portal that appeared instantly.

The destination opposite appears to be a small room.

Under the dim light, a slightly bald man stood in the center of the room. He was having a heated discussion with several people with his hands on the table.

He was startled when he saw the golden circle of light suddenly appearing in front of him, and vaguely saw someone behind the circle standing on the opposite side. He immediately jumped up and took out the weapons hidden on his body to prepare for battle.

One young man even stepped forward and snapped at Joyce: "Who is that!"

But Joyce ignored him and went straight to the bald man through the portal.

The bald man, who had made some guesses when he saw the aperture, now felt relieved after seeing his appearance clearly.

"Guys just relax, you'll all fall down without him having to do anything."