Following a rustling sound, two or three people ran out of the back room:

One is thin in stature and ordinary in appearance.

One is tall and burly, with a face full of flesh.

The rest are of medium build, with shrewd eyes.

It's Huey, MM and Frankie.

"WTF, he really dares to show up in public!"

"I like this guy. Unlike those heroes who put on airs, he is very real."

"Haha, I just feel that he is an extremely ruthless character. He killed dozens of people at will, without even blinking an eye."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "All human traffickers deserve to die, well done!"

"He dares to commit murder today. Who can guarantee that one day he will not reach out to innocent civilians?"

"What's wrong with you? I don't need to say more about the bad things you did in the past."

"Ahem, Xiu Yi, don't listen to him. I have always been a law-abiding citizen."

The three accomplices were chattering in their ears. Butcher knocked on the beer bottle and said, "Keep your fucking voice down. I'm asking you to watch TV, and I'm not here to listen to you blabbing."

As he said that, he looked at the overly handsome face on the TV screen, sniffed slightly, and muttered in a voice that could only be heard by himself, "Superhumans and stuff like that are really damned."

...

...

The scene was buzzing with people.

Almost every protester present was shouting curses.

Jon's expression remained unchanged, and he even made a 'listening' gesture.

Now it's better, those protesters cursed even more vigorously.

"What qualifications do you have to judge others on behalf of the law?"

"The murderer, you are the murderer!"

"Go to hell, Jon Joestar, go to hell!"

"fk you John!"

"Suck my dick!"

All kinds of obscene words flooded Jon like waves.

Jon's response was very simple.

He just stamped his foot lightly.

Boom!

The earth cracked.

The curses stopped abruptly.

"Who gave you the courage to provoke me?" Jon floated up and stared down at the protesters.

With his words, dark clouds gathered and the whole city fell into darkness.

Above the sky, golden arcs of electricity appeared in Jon's eyes.

"Now, kneel down."

Although the tone of voice is not high, it seems to contain irresistible magic power.

First there was one, then tens of hundreds. Soon, they were all kneeling in dense numbers, and no one dared to raise their head and look directly at the figure in the sky.

Jon said lightly: "I have always been a good-tempered person, but that does not mean that I have no bottom line. This time is just a small warning. If there is another time, I don't care who you are, I will kill each one.

"

After a pause, he added: "If you don't believe it, you can give it a try.

Whether it is the law, machine guns, or aircraft missiles, I am the only one who can sanction others, and no one can sanction me."

With Yuluo, he released the mind control of those protesters.

Protesters, look at me and I look at you. For a moment, no one dared to act rashly.

Jon was extremely satisfied.

But at this moment, a fat black woman stood up and cursed, "I don't know what you did to me, but I'm going to fucking tell you. I'm not afraid of you!"

She cursed and raised her middle finger, "Go to hell!"

Boom!

Lightning breaks through the sky.

The black aunt who was lively and full of energy one second turned into a pile of coke the next second.

The wind blew and the whole place was silent.

It seemed that no one expected that Jon would actually dare to take action.

he......

How dare he?!

There are always some people who feel that no one dares to touch them just because they have so many buffs.

Jon just didn't believe in this evil.

To be fair, he has made it clear.

However, this still cannot stop some people from seeking death.

Obviously, the death of the black aunt did not completely scare those protesters.

Several thorns jumped out.

"You, the murderer!"

"Killed!"

"Do you know what you did?"

"Blood debt must be paid with blood!"

Jon had nothing to say and just killed him with thunder.

boom!

boom!

boom!

The protest scene turned into a living Shura field.

Killing someone is a murderer.

Killing ten people is a serial killer.

Killing a hundred people is a cold-blooded executioner.

Can kill everyone.

Then he is the God walking on earth!

Jon glanced at the protesters.

After repeated bombings and precise killings, no one dared to look at him anymore.

In the Watt Company building, Edgar, who was watching the scene via live broadcast, took off his glasses tremblingly.

It's over.

Now it's all over.

In the Super Hero Lounge, all the heroes, including the people of the motherland, were stunned. What happened on the screen had completely surpassed their cognition.

But no one found it,

"He, why? This is obviously a good thing, why did it become like this!"

Xingguang couldn't accept it and held his head in pain.

The little girl is still very simple at heart.

She already thought about Jon's fate - abandoned by the company, arrested by the government, and then publicly executed.

Queen Maeve also sighed.

Not far away, Black said nothing.

Deep Sea and Locomotive looked at each other, both seeing deep fear in the other's eyes.

Be obedient.
To be continued...