Hotel 66 Germa in a beautiful comic

Seeing Johnny appear and looking at the face on the big screen, Robbo looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Really look the same as me?"

At this moment, Robbo understood why Sanji insisted on making him wear sunglasses, a fake beard, and a fake nose. If he didn't do this, the fans around him would go crazy and even cause a stampede.

"Robo, are you sure you don't have a twin brother?" Mary looked at the big screen and was so surprised that she couldn't help but ask Robo.

"Why do you want to fly over a helicopter? It's so dangerous. Is he crazy?" Mary shouted to herself without waiting for Rob's answer.

Next to him, Sanji had an inscrutable smile on his face.He probably knew what Johnny was thinking. Whether it was flying through the ring of fire before, or the heavy truck, or the helicopter that was about to start, in fact, these were Johnny's father's last wishes or ideas before he died.

It's just that this father has no chance to perform again, so Johnny is just commemorating his father in this way.

Unfortunately, there are basically no people who can understand him.

Just like at this moment, the old guy in the stunt team didn't understand why he had to fight death.Obviously, he almost died after the truck landed last time, and his helmet visor was crushed by the motorcycle tire, but now he has upgraded his leap and put a row of helicopters on it!

Does he really want to die?

In Johnny's eyes, this old buddy and friend, apart from his genuine concern for him, is no different from the fans who only know how to cheer at the moment.

Is he really embracing death?Are you really suicidal?

No, Johnny just felt that he was missing something. His life was incomplete. Only this kind of life could bring him a little excitement and a sense of reality, and he also wanted to know what he would do. Won't die?

The helicopter stopped and its six rotors were spinning wildly, causing strong winds on the court. Johnny held the handle with both hands and focused his eyes on the helmet visor. The makeshift runway in front of him seemed to have become a passage to hell.

This was the only road left in front of him.

The motorcycle engine started, the accelerator was turned, and the roar spread through the entire venue under the influence of the loudspeaker. People subconsciously stopped cheering and held their breath.

Johnny stormed off on his motorcycle.

The motorcycle flew off the platform and drew a long arc. The rear tire was almost close to the helicopter rotor and hit the opposite runway heavily.

Johnny drove across the runway, parked his motorcycle, waved to everyone, and then blew up the crowd.

"Successful! Explosive Johnny successfully flew over Death! Audience, let us cheer for him!"

Mary clutched her chest, breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but join the applause.The same goes for Rob, Daisy, Natasha and others.

They were really sweating when they first made the leap, but now that they saw Johnny succeeding, they couldn't help but cheer.

It's a thrilling show indeed.

And it is estimated that no other person can do it.

In Reijiu's arms, the little phoenix lay docilely, tilting its neck to comb its feathers. There was nothing unusual about it.Sanji glanced, then turned to look at Matt.

"How do you feel?"

Matt looked serious, "I felt...fire from him."

Sanji smiled.

Not bad, it feels very accurate.

Sanji looked at Johnny in the distance, and felt that he was like a ball of fire, but the fire was not burning brightly at this time. A skeleton was bathed in the flames and motionless, seeming to be sleeping. It was obviously necessary. What kind of stimulation can wake you up?

For example... the Witch Heart Demon!

That night, after sending Rob, Mary, Daisy and others home, Sanji stayed alone in Dallas, lying on his back on the roof of Johnny's house and watching the stars.

At midnight, Sanji suddenly felt a strange movement and smiled immediately.

Ghost Rider is here!

boom!

The roar of the motorcycle sounded. Johnny was dressed in leather clothes, his head turned into a skeleton, burning with blazing hellfire, and he rushed out of the house on his motorcycle.

The motorcycle under his crotch is now demonized by the fire of hell, and its shape has changed drastically. Skeleton elements are everywhere, and combined with the burning fire of hell, it looks very handsome.

At this moment, the motorcycle stopped, and the Ghost Rider raised his head and looked at Sanji on the eaves. The flames in the skull's eye sockets condensed, and the white knuckles burning with flames suddenly pointed at him.

"You are guilty!"

The sound effects of Ghost Rider's voice are full, and just listening to it can make ordinary people tremble with fear. At this moment, Sanji, who was being accused, blinked and was a little confused.

Am I being targeted by Ghost Rider?

I'm guilty?

Sanji instinctively thought about what he had done. Um, does it seem like he is really guilty?

After all, he killed a lot of people.

But so what?They are all people who deserve to die, and Sanji doesn't show any sign of repentance.

Sanji bared his teeth at the Ghost Rider below and said, "Let's put aside whether I am guilty or not. You are definitely not qualified to judge me."

Ghost Rider grabbed the chain wrapped around his shoulder with one hand and jerked it, the fire of hell immediately burned along the chain. Then he flicked it, and the chain was like life, grabbing in the direction of Sanji.

Sanji was determined to test the power of hell fire, and his hand suddenly became as black as ink, and he faced it.

scoff!

Like a red-hot iron being plunged into water, Sanji's hand gripped the chain tightly, making a sound.

The armed Haki was evaporated at an extremely fast speed, and Sanji output the Haki in time to maintain the hardening and avoid contact between the body and the flames. However, in just a moment, the consumption was enough for him to use his ultimate move.

The power of this hell fire is indeed extraordinary!

Sanji threw the chain back with his backhand, looked down at Ghost Rider and said, "You are very strong. Are you interested in joining my team to fight against future disasters?"

Ghost Rider didn't say anything, jumped up and landed on the roof, striding towards Sanji.

"Do you have to burn me?" Sanji snorted coldly, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability!"

Sanji raised his hand and fired an armed black flash.

A black stream of light streaked across the night sky, completely submerging the Ghost Rider.When the black light dissipated, all the Ghost Rider's clothes disappeared, leaving only his skeleton. The hellfire on his body also dissipated. At this moment, he put his arms in front of him in a defensive posture, and just stood there.

But the next moment, the fire of hell rekindled, and the Ghost Rider suddenly took a step forward, pushed Sanji with both hands, and the pillar of fire spurted out fiercely.

Sanji dodged the pillar of fire with one move, his leg armor hardened, and he kicked the Ghost Rider on the head.

The Ghost Rider flew sideways, and Sanji dodged again, blocking his flight path. The blue light condensed in his hand, and the hammer from far away in Los Angeles was summoned by him in his hand. He swung the Ghost Rider's hand from top to bottom. head on.

Boom!

The Ghost Rider smashed through the roof and fell back into his garage. There were large cracks on his skull, but as the fire of hell burned, the cracks healed quickly and disappeared.

Sanji jumped into the garage along the big hole and felt very embarrassed when he saw the Ghost Rider standing up without any trouble.

The long-handled war hammer he got from Ronan had already become a black hammer after several years of domineering forging. It was extremely strong and was named Haotian Hammer by him.

But just with his strength, he hit it hard, and this guy was fine!

As expected, he is worthy of being the Ghost Rider. This immortal body is a bit embarrassing.

It seems that it is a bit difficult to convince this guy to join his team.Sanji held the hammer and looked down at the ten rings on his wrist.

It seems it's time to use the Hong family's iron fist.