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"Thank you very much for your help. Now Ada and I are going to bring these two ghouls back to SHIELD. You can go home and have a good rest tonight."

Coulson's words brought Daredevil back to his senses.

He and Ada Wang got into the driver's seat and passenger seat respectively and drove away from the scene.

This seemingly ordinary van is actually a special prison van specially designed by S.H.I.E.L.D. to escort superhuman criminals.

The super-strength alloy used in the body can withstand an RPG rocket from the front with only slight deformation.

In addition, the rear compartment where criminals are held can continuously release high-concentration anesthetic spray. Even a superhuman at the level of Jessica Jones will become weak after inhaling a large amount of this spray.

Therefore, there is definitely no chance that Naki and Chengzheng will wake up midway.

"Don't forget to transfer the reward to my account."

Jessica reminded loudly at the back of the van, and then she turned and left.

Hell's Kitchen has a lot of affairs, so Daredevil naturally won't stay here much longer.

Everything that needs to be done has been done, and the information that needs to be said has been revealed.

Daredevil jumped up, split the long stick in his hand into two, and used it as a hook to throw it into the sky. His whole body swung in the air like Spider-Man.

Soon it disappeared into the night.

"They are all gone, so where should we go now?"

Joseph turned his head and looked at the blade and asked.

"When I was hunting vampires in New York, I left a stronghold in Brooklyn. There is no problem in settling down."

Blade said as he walked towards the exit of the dock.

"Jojo, how on earth did you trip over that ghoul just now?"

When Blade asked about this, Joseph suddenly laughed and said, "Who knows? Maybe I was lucky, and the monster fell down all of a sudden."

Now Joseph himself is a half-baked substitute user. He doesn't even understand the concept of a substitute. How can he explain it to Blade?

"Humph~"

Dao Feng snorted lightly, not sure whether he believed it or not.

ten minutes later.

The two had left the confines of Hell's Kitchen and were on the road to Brooklyn.

Since it was already late at night and it was adjacent to Hell's Kitchen, there was no pedestrian on this road, and it was almost so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

When Joseph and Blade walked across the road, bursts of footsteps echoed around them.

However, among the regular footsteps of both of them, there always seemed to be a few unharmonious sounds appearing.

"jojo, did you hear that?"

Blade suddenly asked Joseph quietly.

"Well, someone is following us, and... he probably doesn't intend to hide himself, the footsteps are too obvious."

Joseph also lowered his voice and replied.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Hearing this, Joseph chuckled, clenched his fists and said, "Of course I have to find him out and question him! He is a pervert who stalks others for no reason!"

The moment the words fell to the ground, Joseph turned around at lightning speed.

Sure enough, I saw someone dozens of meters behind the two of them.

This man walked to the middle of the road openly, with no intention of hiding his intentions at all.

At first glance, you wouldn't think of him as a stalker. Instead, he looks like a normal pedestrian.

But when Joseph and Blade stopped, the man stopped at the same time, motionless in the middle of the road.

Something is wrong with this.

"What do you want by following us, you bastard? Are you in the same group as the ghoul just now? Or are you a vampire?"

Joseph pointed at the stalker and asked loudly, while he raised his fist and ran towards the stalker quickly.

"Forget it, no matter what your purpose is, let me beat you up first!"

The stalker on the opposite side remained frozen in place, as if he couldn't see Joseph at all.

When Joseph gradually got closer to the stalker and could see his expression clearly.

He suddenly found that the stalker was staring at him with a horrified face, and the panic in his eyes didn't look fake at all.

Although Joseph felt strange, he still rushed over and grabbed the stalker's collar and lifted him up.

"Don't...don't hurt me...I...I'll give you all the money I have..."

The stalker said tremblingly, his hands trembling as he touched his body as if looking for money.

"What's wrong with this guy? Does he have a weak brain?"

Joseph was suddenly confused.

"Jojo! That person is not...the one following us!"

At this moment, Dao Feng's shout suddenly came from behind.

Joseph was shocked. He immediately turned back to check the condition of the blade, and saw a shocking scene.

The blade fell to the ground helplessly, and his face and limbs turned into objects similar to book pages.

A young man was squatting next to the blade, holding a pen and writing something on the page.

Immediately afterwards, Blade fell into a coma for no apparent reason.

"what!"

Joseph shouted in surprise. He threw the "stalker" to the ground with one hand, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit out fire.

"What did you do to the blade?"

"Don't worry, I just made him fall asleep. The person following you was also controlled by me."

Kishibe Rohan slowly stood up and said to Joseph calmly.

"I wrote on him 'Follow Joseph Joestar at a distance without trying to hide yourself.'"

"Ah? What did you say you wrote down? From the very beginning you have been saying something and nothing. What is your purpose?"

Joseph pointed at Kishirorohan and asked sharply.

"My purpose is to see you!"

Kishibe Rohan answered bluntly.

"Although I can't believe it anyway, it's the only way it makes sense. You're Mr. Joestar, right? Joseph Joestar!"

Joseph was stunned when he heard this and said strangely: "I am indeed Joestar, but I don't know you. How do you know my name?"

"That's right. You are indeed Mr. Joestar in your youth."

Kishibe Rohan said to herself with an expression just as I expected.

"No wonder we met before when we were delivering a manuscript. There are dozens of streets on Eighth Avenue, so why would we choose the same road?"

"There is actually another shorter route from where I live to the delivery location, but when I reached the fork in the road, I didn't know why I came up with the idea that I might take a different route."

"There is only one reason -"

"Substitutes will attract each other!"

Joseph could not understand a word of what Kishibe Rohan said.

"Hey! I just told you to stop saying weird things over there! Are you out of your mind?"

Faced with Joseph's question, Kishibe Rohan only made one move.

“There are so many black mosquitoes!”

He did not release his power on Joseph, but simply released the Gate of Heaven.

"Then...what is that! Someone flew out of your body!"

Joseph said in shock.

"This is my stand-in - Heaven's Gate."

Through Joseph's reaction, Kishibe Rohan already understood that the young Mr. Joestar was probably still in the stage of awakening as a substitute.

"Mr. Joestar, if you can see the substitute, it means that you are a substitute user like me!"