Mixed in Marvel's stand-in messenger

How is this going!

Wesley was roaring in his heart, this ability is completely different from intelligence!

Bullseye!Maki Matsumoto!You fucking cheated on me! ! !

Before, I wanted to kill them all in one fell swoop, but this time is great.

The people on his side are probably going to be killed by him alone.

Renee!

Correct!

And her!

BOSS said that she also had strange abilities. When the two were talking that day, Reni tried to sneak attack him.

But Jin Bing is not someone to be trifled with. BOSS said that he once made certain transactions with a person.

So her ability didn't work on him, and the two turned to cooperation.

No, you have to notify BOSS immediately! ! !

Joyce must be in serious trouble! ! !

Thinking of this, Wesley quietly put his hand into his pocket and pressed dial...

"You are fine!"

Joyce looked directly at Wesley, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

The voice was full of murderous intent, making Wesley feel nervous.

Everyone around them felt like they were facing an enemy.

Only Maki Matsumoto breathed a sigh of relief, or I had the foresight.

Joyce came to Ava and Matt to check their injuries, and then ran Ripple to treat them.

"How do you feel? Better."

Matt took a breath and said, "I feel better. Is Bai Hu okay?"

"Da da da da!"

Some people can't stand this oppressive atmosphere, so they shoot with guns!

It's like receiving an order.

All the people with guns raised their weapons and attacked the three of them. For a moment, the three of them were submerged in a hail of bullets.

But in the end it was all in vain.

All bullets were blocked by layers of clouds.

"It's nothing serious, these people... deserve to die!"

Joyce's eyes swept across the faces of everyone around him, and a cold voice came from his mouth.

Hearing this, everyone around them trembled in their hearts.

Joyce stood up.

"Sin should not exist in the world, and all evil spirits should be punished!"

Before he finished speaking, he waved his palm slowly.

The surrounding clouds were suddenly driven away by a tyrannical energy, forming whirlpools one after another.

Thunderstorms generate tremendous amounts of energy.

The electrical energy released by lightning in a few thousandths to a few tenths of a second can reach billions to hundreds of billions of watts.

The temperature is 1 to 2 degrees Celsius.

Super cell thunderstorms, also known as super cell thunderstorms, are the most destructive thunderstorms.

"Boom!"

Countless tiny thunder snakes shuttled in the thunderstorm, and thick lightning bolts wandered in the thunderstorm.

"Crack!"

"Jojo! Stop!!" Matt noticed something was wrong and shouted.

Joyce ignored him, narrowed his eyes, raised his right arm high and stretched out his hand to press down.

A thick electric snake appeared in the middle of the thunderstorm and struck in the direction of Joyce's finger with destructive energy.

"Boom!"

The precise thunderstorm hit everyone who had just attacked him.

Even the people and their weapons exploded and a deep pit opened in the ground.

Everything within two meters of him turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

The power of thunder is indeed powerful! ! !

Some of the people present who had not yet been attacked by Joyce were shocked.

He stared blankly at the deep pits.

Is this too foul?

We are all ordinary people!

Either they are all gifted or have been transformed.

But who can withstand it?

"Are any of these people useful to you?"

Temporarily stopping his attack, Joyce turned to look at Matt.

"Jojo, these people can't be killed!" Matt tried to dissuade him again.

Why not kill him and keep him?

Speechless, you almost died just now.

Joyce didn't want to discuss with him whether he should kill or not, so he turned around and looked at the trembling villains.

There is someone who looks familiar, Maki Matsumoto. This person is okay, let’s keep him.

Then he said indifferently: "Since it is some garbage left in the world, it should be purified."

"Run!"

Wesley, who was unable to resist at all, turned around and ran away.

After running only a few steps, he bumped into an invisible wall. Instead, he was knocked to the ground, holding his head and crying.

"Run? Can you run?"

Joyce shouted.

I saw starting from Wesley, Bullseye, Brant, Deacon, and an unknown woman.

There was also the wanderer who was unconscious and squirming on the ground.

At the same time, his whole body was covered with white frost, and then he slowly froze.

"No! Father Joestar! I'm still useful! Don't kill me!"

This is Wesley.

"Hahaha, Daredevil, not being able to kill you is my biggest regret in this life!"

This is Bullseye.

"Sorry, sorry! We are willing to surrender!!" This is Brandt and Deacon.

Only that woman remained silent. She was very good, much better than these losers.

But no matter how they struggled, wailed, and screamed, they could not escape from this terrifying villa compound.

In the blink of an eye, everyone was frozen, without the slightest trace of life.

It has become a strange ice sculpture landscape.

Then the breeze blew.

These ice sculptures immediately disappeared into ashes, as if they had never appeared in this world.

Feeling the breeze, Joyce suddenly realized something was wrong.

One more person left!

There should be someone other than Maki Matsumoto!

Joyce looked around and saw the woman not far away.

After careful observation, she confirmed through her hair that she was the person who had been photographed through Hermit Purple.

She was not affected?

It seems that this woman is not simple.

I noticed the look in Joyce's eyes.

The woman hiding in the corner smiled.

This smile made Joyce feel like she was in a trance for a moment.

this woman...

Joyce frowned slightly.

"Be careful, she is Renée Dradir, it was she who injured the white tiger like this."

Matt warned aloud.

"How about letting me go?"

Dradil's smile was bright and sweet.

"Let you go? What qualifications do you have to negotiate terms with me?"

A mocking smile appeared on Joyce's lips.

"Then what do you want?"

Dradil continued to ask, looking as if he could devote himself.

"What I want is very simple, I just want your life!"

After Joyce finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Dradir from a distance.

An invisible air flow enveloped Dradil, and Joyce, who was about to suffocate her, suddenly discovered that black semi-solid tentacles appeared around Dradil to resist the air flow.

What is this?

Joyce frowned slightly, muttering to himself.

“It’s rare to see a cute boy like you~”

Dradil laughed playfully, his body gradually blending into the darkness.

"Little cutie, see you next time~"

A charming voice came from the darkness, and then disappeared completely.

Looking at the position where Dradir disappeared, Joyce frowned slightly and his face darkened.