We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

Risut approached Tobio, but this guy just moved his mouth, not caring about his lips cracking repeatedly, but no sound came out. Instead, he nodded from time to time with a submissive look on his face.

Mental disorder? No, this guy's reaction just now was the same as that of a normal person, and his logic was also very clear. There is something wrong with this guy, definitely a big problem.

ps: Let me explain that interlude. Except for the automatic stand, the main body and the stand share damage. I will explain it with a picture. Then at 18 minutes and 52 seconds, notice that the tank's feet have become like crutches.

There is another thing about the CD issue. Abilities have CDs, such as time stop and time deletion, but Platinum's Ora and Red King's Fist have no CDs.

I'm very happy to have a discussion. Just communicate in a friendly manner and don't curse. I will delete some ambiguous posts when I have time. Also, I sent several 2333s because of my touching internet speed.

Chapter 50 Are You Afraid?

Apart from Krieg who has replaced Bessie, Risut is the only one in the entire assassination team who knows what assassination is and how to use his abilities to assassinate. His combat wisdom is not inferior to anyone else, and his wisdom is enough for him to associate a lot.

If attacking only non-lethal parts at the beginning was out of mercy, then he was now truly curious about Tobio's identity and did not want to kill this weird guy directly.

"Hello," Tobio, holding a brick, answered the phone call that only existed in his mind.

"Tobio, my Tobio."

Hearing the boss's voice, Tobio immediately changed his address, "Boss, where are you, boss?! Are you by my side? If you are, please come and save me quickly."

"Impossible. I won't come over until you're within his range. Risotto knows what I look like. At this distance, you'll be killed before I even get to you."

“But…but…”

"You have to get close to him. You have to do everything you can to get within two meters of Risut."

"Boss, I have no idea what he's capable of. I feel like he's going to attack me again!"

"Tobio, oh, my dear Tobio, I have already bestowed upon you some of the powers of the Crimson King. Have you forgotten?"

"My Tobio, now is the time for you to use your abilities. You possess the right hand of the Crimson King and the Inscription. Calm yourself, observe his movements carefully, and then predict them. Predict the future actions that will occur around you!"

Hearing the boss's voice, Tobio was no longer afraid, and his ability of prophecy began to take effect. He looked around until he saw someone walking towards him on the wall. That person was the disappeared Risut.

Tobio quickly reported to his boss, "Boss, I just saw that in the picture shown ten seconds later on [Epitaph], Risotto merged into the background, but... but I can't see it now."

"That guy used some method to hide his figure. Ordinary people can't see him. It's precisely because you have the ability of precognition that you can see him. You must see his movements clearly and see how he will attack you, Tobio."

In the image presented by [Inscription], a pair of scissors was stretched out in his neck. A panicked Tobio quickly asked for help, "Oh no, boss! In ten seconds, a pair of scissors will appear on my neck! And then Risut will come over!"

"Calm down, Tobio. This isn't a scene where you'll die. Risotto is an assassin who managed to evade the organization. You must be prepared to get hurt. How did he attack you?"

"He'll come closer to me," Tobio covered his mouth, not noticing the "phone" was already pressed against his lips. He wasn't used to having only one hand yet. "Boss, I'm sure his stand-in isn't remotely automated. But that... that image of me with a pair of scissors stuck in my throat, are you saying that this image can't be changed?"

"Yes, now that you see this scene, you have to be prepared. A pair of scissors will definitely be stuffed into your throat, but you have to watch carefully how he does it."

What is this guy doing? Is he crazy? Risut was confused.

[Metal Products] is a Stand that can be developed into many uses. Its strength lies in comprehensiveness. Risut's combat does not require environmental support. It has a very good effect under any conditions. Moreover, the range of ten meters can eliminate all enemies who dare to get close. But also because of the range, [Metal Products] also has a shortcoming that cannot be ignored, that is, it has no self-protection ability at all. Risut himself is very fragile. If someone can hold on for ten meters, then he will have no possibility of escape.

So he developed optical invisibility. As an assassination technique, Risut Nero could get close to his enemies without being detected and create blades directly inside their bodies. For targets that didn't have a Stand, without the Stand's energy blocking them, a fatal blow would be a split second away.

But Risut had not expected that his observation had been completely seen through by Tobio, who was pretending to be completely ignorant, waiting for him to approach.

As representatives of dual personalities, the communication between Diablo and Tobio requires a medium, but they don't really talk, they just communicate in their minds. The lip movements that Risotto saw were not talking, but just a manifestation of the brain being overwhelmed when the two personalities were talking.

Diablo is a born demon. He has no father at all; his mother gave birth to him alone. Even with a normal upbringing, Diablo's heart darkened with each passing day. He is decisive and ruthless, and he treats human life as worthless. However, he is also a coward. His perverse desire to hide even created a new personality - Tobio. This new personality inherits all of Diablo's characteristics, except for his unexpected kindness, but he is still a murderous secretary.

I want to get closer to him and see, anyway, Risut took two tentative steps forward.

As expected, he came closer, and next he saw the scissors. Tobio did not put down his phone, he wanted to take out the scissors as soon as possible.

He looked very similar to the boss Gachu had described, but he couldn't possibly be this young. Risut observed every abnormality in Tobio's behavior. "Is he the boss's son?" "It's no use dragging this on," he said. "Let's test it out first."

Tobio's throat bulged slightly, and he screamed, "Wow!"

Impossible! Risotto only took two steps, so how could the scissors be shoved under my neck?! I didn't open my mouth, he didn't touch me, and the double didn't appear, and the scissors were still opening?!

No more, I have to take it out! Tobio grabbed the tail of the scissors and pulled them out directly, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Risut wanted to get closer, but the Scarlet King had already launched a flurry of punches. Risut, who remained invisible, retreated hastily, but the corners of his mouth were grinning.

"How did you see me? No, no, no, you didn't see me. Your eyes were still fixed on the scissors, how could you punch right in front of your eyes?"

"It seems that there's more than that. You also anticipated the appearance of the scissors. I could have cut your throat, but you pulled them out before they could even work. It's like a prophecy, isn't it?"

Risut revealed his figure, "Pink hair, disabled left hand, mental problems, predicts the future, and Jiaqiu hasn't come out yet."

"Boss, have you ever been afraid of me?"

ps: Next chapter, Crimson King vs. Metalwork.

Chapter 51 Boss, Shut Up

Tobio felt as if his heart was being squeezed, and every heartbeat was so loud, as if someone was beating drums in his ears.

"Maybe you are not the boss, but you definitely have a relationship with the boss!" Risut continued to retreat until he stood at the edge of the range of [Metal Products]. At this distance, no matter what the situation of this guy was, the threat to him was the smallest!

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Tobio tried to delay time, but Risut had already disappeared and didn't listen to his explanation at all.

He knows my ability, but why did he say I was the boss? The boss and I are obviously not the same person, why did he want to kill me?! Tobio breathed rapidly. He didn't know that this was a symptom of the [Metalwork] taking away the iron in his blood. He only knew that he was in the most dangerous situation.

Damn it, boss, where are you and why don’t you come to save me!

Tobio knelt on the ground, his ankles becoming increasingly weak. Damn it, why? Risotto's ability to hide his body was also a mystery, but the damage of this blade was

Tobio spat blood on the blades. Looking closely, he saw each blade had its own inscription. Did Risut buy these blades from different places? Was he using these blades with all sorts of mismatched labels to distract the police?

No, that's not right. If this is the blade bought by Risut, then his ability is something like space transfer. This doesn't explain how he hid himself. He doesn't need to hide by the wall. As long as he moves himself, I can't do anything to him. His ability can't be this. There must be some ability that can explain his actions!

At this time, Risut was also thinking about what Gachu said.

"Bessie and the boss were fighting, and I could only watch," Jiaqiu said reluctantly, stirring his coffee vigorously. "He said the boss has a weakness to his Time Leap, but there's only one chance, and that's when the boss activates it for the first time. The boss's Stand, the Crimson King, can't attack during the Time Leap. His usual trick is to suddenly appear behind his target and pierce their heart. For us, it's like we're stunned for a moment, and then the boss suddenly appears from behind and strikes us dead."

"The ensuing battle proved his words. The boss did indeed suddenly appear from behind Bucciarati and attack him. Bessi's advice was to strike from behind as soon as the boss disappeared from sight. The boss would definitely appear in that position. His body was just that of an ordinary person, so if you timed it right, you could inflict a heavy blow on him!"

"Bessie also said that it's pointless to fight the [Crimson King] alone. No one can beat him in hand-to-hand combat. Indeed, I agree with this statement. The boss can punch through pillars like tearing paper. My [White Album] will definitely be killed instantly by him if we get close to him." Jiaqiu's face was furious and he drank the coffee in one gulp. "If we see the boss, Risut, I will go find him, and you can use your [Metalwork] to kill his real body. This time I won't stand by and watch my companions fight. I will kill the boss with you. Take Bessie and Prosut with me, and we will take control of the organization together!"

Jiaqiu, you kept your promise, Risut clenched his fists, he knew that Jiaqiu would never be able to come out of the alley again.

You are with me, and this time it is you who fights with me!

Whether you are the boss or not, I will chop off your limbs and pull the answers to all your questions out of your mouth!

Tobio suddenly looked up. He saw his own dismembered body on the inscription, one arm and two legs flying through the air! He knew my left hand was useless, and Risut was going to cripple all four of my limbs?!

Damn it! Tobio quickly picked up the "phone" on the ground and said, "Boss? Are you still there?"

"Here I am, my Tobio. Didn't you see his attack clearly?"

"I saw that all my limbs were gone. Boss, what should I do?"

"Leave that place quickly and lure him into chasing us. That way we can know his exact location."

That bastard, he actually wanted to do this to me! Tobio immediately refused his boss's order in anger, "No, boss, I'm ready. Next time I will definitely see his attack! Damn Risotto, I will definitely get within 2 meters! If the result of the prophecy doesn't change, then my hands and feet will be cut off. I won't let that happen."

"What are you talking about, Tobio!" Diablo's voice became panicked. If Tobio still had the courage to fight to the death, Diablo would only run away and look for opportunities. Diablo's personality is suitable for doing big things, but not for fighting.

Ah, Tobio felt Risut moving again. He turned around. Risut, who had been walking lightly, was a little surprised to see Tobio looking at him. "Tobio, if you felt it, why didn't you leave after seeing that scene?"

"Risut Nero, he's already prepared for the assassination. The blades and scissors are meant to drain my energy. I can't move quickly anymore."

This is not good. Diablo's personality was a little panicked. Tobio can't win. Even if I show up and take over the battle, it will take 10 seconds. No, my limbs are useless and I will definitely die here. "Listen up, you get out of there immediately, you will die!"

"But boss, please forgive me for not being able to follow orders. I think the best approach right now is to stay put. My strength is constantly depleting, and moving will only make me more passive. I was just wondering where he was going to attack me with scissors and blades, but my thinking was wrong!"

"What, Tobio, what are you talking about?"

Thinking with two consciousnesses at the same time has already overwhelmed this body. Tobio himself has inexplicably lost his left hand. The boss's voice and headache make him even more irritable and angry!

"Shut up, this is my battle!" Although Tobio was only a secondary personality, his brain activity at this time directly suppressed Diablo.

Why didn't Risut attack my left hand? Why did Risut know that my left hand was fake? I know the answer, I know it!

The tiny needles on the ground were trembling, pointing in one direction, and something began to bulge out of his joints. "Risut, you're right there!"

The [Crimson King] immediately grabbed the brick road on the ground with his right hand and threw bricks and soil towards Risut!

The acceleration brought by the Red King's power was so great that Risut had no time to react and was directly pushed forward and bent over. At the same time that Tobio's right foot was cut off by the scissors, Risut's arms and calves were also cut off by the scissors!

ps: You didn’t expect to update at this time, right? This is the draft I wrote yesterday and put it in my QQ mailbox. I sorted it out and sent it out immediately after the meeting in the afternoon. The workload in the middle of the month is finally less, so I can take a break.

Can you please give me a razor blade? No one has voted today, so one will be enough.

There are still 18 minutes until the end of get off work.

Chapter 52: Crimson King vs. Metalwork (3,000 words thanks)

"Your ability is not space. Your ability is to use the iron in living organisms to create iron materials in the body. The physical strength I consumed and the trembling needle are the answers!" Tobio covered his broken leg. Although his body was shaking, the wall behind him was dazzling in the sunlight. Tobio's extended shadow stretched out and turned into a dark and cold giant mouth, swallowing the land under Risut's feet.

This guy! Risut was surprised and delighted. This guy really predicted my actions. What is his relationship with the boss?

"I predicted his actions correctly. One of his legs and one of his hands were severed. Compared to what I paid, it was nothing! I'm gradually uncovering the secrets of this mysterious assassin, boss." Toby held the "phone" between his shoulders and began bandaging the wound. "Boss, this guy can't move anymore. Come and praise me."

"Impossible," Risotto said in shock, sweat forming on his forehead. Of course, this was all just a facade; as long as the [metalwork] was still there, his body wouldn't be missing anything, but Tobio, unaware of the situation, had fallen for it.

"Well done, Tobio, my Tobio, remember to pick up the broken leg and I can help you put it back together."

"Of course, Boss. Do you want me to take care of him myself? Or would you like me to come here yourself?"

Fortunately, their conversation did not need to be spoken out, otherwise Risut would definitely prove his guess. However, Risut was not idle at this time. The iron sand, iron powder, iron shelves, etc. within a radius of ten meters, all iron or iron-containing things were shaking.

This guy can predict the future. He's a member of the mafia. I don't need to hold back! Risut figured out a plan. Regardless of whether this guy can delete it in time or not, his next attack will be tested. Everything, the humiliation and blood, will end here!

"I'll do it myself. Keep approaching him, Tobio! Get within two meters!"

Diablo's actions are truly shameless, and anyone with a sense of shame should despise him, but as a secondary personality, Tobio will unconditionally obey his boss's opinions when his life is not in danger. Diablo is a natural-born demon, and the [Crimson King] is the ability he lent to Tobio. He is the one who truly dominates the relationship between the two, not Tobio.

"I'll be right over to you, but before that you have to get close to him!"

It was just a foot. Tobio got furious and ran with his broken limb without caring about the wound as it touched the ground. There was a strange combination of ferocity and determination on his face. His distorted expression and shaking pupils were an ominous sign.

Like two people, Risut thought to himself, and he got his answer.

"As expected, you can predict the future, but you don't have the ability to travel through time." As Tobio got closer, Risotto laughed. "At the beginning, you were indeed this timid loser, but who are you now? Your personality seems full of confidence, and your looks, the bulging muscles, and the look in your eyes. I'm close to what I'm looking for. Schizophrenia, this is your secret, you are the boss! Go to hell!"

In Tobio's puzzled and violent eyes, Risut's feet and hands automatically connected, and now Tobio was the only disabled person!

Risut had never imagined he could be so crazy, so desperate. His mature, calm team leader was gone. The day his companion was sliced ​​up, he sat in his chair until dawn, his eyes wet from the glaring sunlight. Risut had once been merely dissatisfied with his low pay, but that day, his boss mercilessly mocked them, calling them mere dogs on a leash.

From that moment on, in Risut's eyes, the boss was no longer just a profit-seeking gangster. He was the driver who killed his cousin's child, the one who gave the order to brutally mutilate his companions, the tyrant who watched the beasts in the Colosseum tear the knights apart. He was the top of his assassination list! This was an enemy they had to kill, regardless of time or life!

His mind was filled with hatred. His teammates, his life, had all been destroyed by this damned man. Even his remaining teammates had been killed silently in front of me, through despicable means, just like a wall. "Boss, you must die. This death must be horrible. I will send you to hell, where the flames will burn day and night until you are reduced to ash!"

"Gold! Product!"

The iron sand that had been moving on the ground for a long time was attracted and turned into a noisy iron dragon. The high-speed flowing iron sand was sharper than a chainsaw, enough to cut Tobio into pieces and crush him into bloody mud. The flying scissors and broken iron pipes, with sharp and irregular cuts, were aimed at Tobio, trying to cut him into pieces!

"Risut Nero, I've seen your power clearly. It's magnetism. You manipulate your Stand from that distance, controlling magnetism. You control the iron in my body, creating the shape you desire, and then manipulating it to fly out of my body! You can hide your body because you use magnetism to attract iron powder to your body, like a protective color." Although Tobio's narrative logic remained clear, a completely different voice gradually replaced Tobio's voice. The lively voice became increasingly hoarse and mature. "Risut, you are such an ungrateful person!!!"

"[Scarlet King], cut off this time for me!" Tobio, no, now it's Diablo, he walked in the leaping time, took off the tight shirt on his body, iron sand passed by his side, iron pipes passed in front of his skin, he seemed to still feel the cold touch, but in front of the [Scarlet King], these injuries were just delusions.

"You are such a useful dog, Risut. I really can't bear to part with you." Diablo raised his right hand, with his palm pointing downwards, aiming at Risut's back.

Next, it will be the moment when the intestines are pierced and the stomach is broken, "Time will begin to be engraved again!"

Krieg, searching for Polnareff, suddenly looked up, realizing the time had changed. Bucciarati and his companions, who were battling Chocolat and Psycho, were momentarily distracted. Mista's distraction caused Psycho to kick his pistol away.

"Mr. Jotaro?"

"Koichi, there is a Stand of the same type here, let's go find it!" Jotaro, who was cleaning up the gang, also put down the task in his hands. He wanted to find the time-based Stand. If the person who possesses this Stand is an enemy rather than a friend, it would make everyone uneasy.

The Colosseum in Rome.

The knight who was staring at the water in a daze suddenly regained his momentum, and a sharp feeling came from this decadent body again.

Back to Risut, a familiar popping sound was heard, but it was not coming from Risut, but from Diablo's stomach.

"As expected, time jumps and prophecies can't be used at the same time." Risotto cruelly pulled the iron pipe out of Diablo's stomach and leaped back. Diablo's chest-piercing attack only made him stumble twice. "Bessie's intelligence gathering is so amazing. I should have known not to let Prosut spoil him so much. If he had grown up..."

Lisut raised his head and stared at his boss with a bug-like gaze. "Formaggio, Illuso, Meloni, Solbe, Gerard, and Gacho are all dead because of you, but I still have companions! You cunning tyrant, do you have any trustworthy companions?"

Gulp, gurgle, cough, Diablo hugged his wound. The puncture had pierced his intestines, and something disgusting flowed out of the wound and mixed with the blood.

"I will avenge them with my own hands," Risut gritted his teeth. He didn't need to endure it anymore. Various blades protruded from under Diablo's skin. Compared to the freezing torture brought by the ice wall, Risut was going to peel off Diablo's skin alive.

"[Crimson King] Ah!" A distorted voice came from Diablo's mouth. Risut didn't care about the boss's wailing at all. It would be better to say that he liked the sound. He sprinkled a handful of iron powder into the boss's eyes. He wanted to torture this demon to death, just like he sliced ​​Solbe and Gerard. No, he wanted to take revenge a thousand times.

But why do I feel a little dizzy?

Risotto lowered his head. Why was his body covered in blood? Why...all blood?

"Risut, my [Inscription] prophecy is absolute. I saw myself being chopped into pieces by you, but I didn't. So guess who was chopped into pieces?"