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"Da da da... Chen Tingzhi heard a series of hurried footsteps, and then there was "tu, tu, tu, tu... The sound of the steady leather shoes on the ground, and the owners of the two footsteps were walking towards the scene of the crime.

Chen Tingzhi glanced at Jotaro who was hugging his chest against the wall on the side, and knew from his poker face and flashing eyes that this man who lived up to the name of JOJO also heard it. Is the comer friend or foe? Is it an acquaintance of Mrs. Miyayama? Or are you an ordinary person who comes to visit? Or maybe it's the murderer's helper?

"The one with hurried steps is a little girl who weighs no more than forty kilograms and is only one meter seven tall, presumably it should be a high school student," Chen Tingzhi wiped the blood stained on his hand when he was dealing with Miyayama Tamako's injury, and said to Jotaro while standing up, "The other one, the footsteps are calm and powerful, it should be a practitioner with some strength, and he practices ancient martial arts and the like, weighs eighty kilograms, and is more than one meter eight tall, but the muscle content is very high, and the reminder is very symmetrical." ”

Jotaro was surprised to glance at Chen Tingzhi, who could get so much information by listening closely to the footsteps, but he also heard the voice, the high school girl was not worried, but the big man who had practiced ancient martial arts needed to pay special attention, and it was very likely that the murderer sent it to destroy the clues at the scene.

"You search the scene, I'll go out and have a look." Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat and strode through the corpse of the door in the living room that he had kicked and shattered, and walked to the entrance.

"Mom, I'm back!" The high school girl's jubilant cheers stunned Jotaro's footsteps, depriving him of his last chance to stop the girl from seeing his mother's tragic state.

Unlike her mother Miyayama Tamako's pink curly hair, this high school girl seems to have inherited her father's hair color and hair quality, with a light blue straight hair and a ** head, but the delicate and lovely face under the bangs is enough to be called a cute and alluring little face, at this time, full of fear and disbelief.

"This is... Chen Tingzhi quickly searched the memory of the original body and found out the name of this cute girl - Miyayama Yuri, Miyayama Yuko, a sensible child who was single-handedly pulled by a single mother, is often missing a string in his head.

"Mommy !!" Yuri Miyayama almost fainted, she fell backwards, but at the same time, a pair of strong arms wrapped in a suit held her up, and then leaned into a warm and solid embrace, and then she was picked up by the man who gave her warm chest and leaned against the closet in the hallway.

"Oops, oops, that's enough." Jotaro looked at the anger and determination burning in the eyes of this short-haired man with short black hair who was dressed in a loose suit that couldn't hide his muscles, and knew that they were inevitably going to fight, "Forget it, just use your fists to let him calm down first!" ”

"Click, la, la...

In a trance, Chen Tingzhi seemed to hear the sound of the dice goddess throwing the dice, and carefully perceived that it was the person who had a lot of key data on the Akaxia records, that is, the so-called Son of Destiny because of the resonance of world consciousness caused by the encounter and the upcoming competition, the collision and friction of luck.

Just like throwing dice, the comparison of luck is the comparison of luck, so Chen Tingzhi, who felt the competition between luck and the resonance with the world consciousness, had an auditory hallucination of the sound effect of throwing dice in his ears.

That's right, Chen Tingzhi encountered a world with such a thing as a serious world consciousness for the first time, but he had just come into contact with the world consciousness through the Akaxia record at the moment of awareness, and found that although the world consciousness has existed for a very long time, it is so long that it has exceeded the history of the existence of the universe, but it still only maintains a muddy intelligence level.

'Azathoth? Involuntarily, Chen Tingzhi thought of this name, and then, he was attracted by the "high-standard" battle in front of him, "Having said that, the first day I came to this world was so unpeaceful, and the encounter started directly, my parents can still live so safely here, my father is really hard, and my mother's luck is really amazing." ’

Jotaro took advantage of the speed, so he shot first, and he didn't even swing a boxing stance, and the action of clenching his fist was also completed at the same time as the punch, and then this fist hit the muscular suit in the face like lightning, knocking out all his nosebleeds, but it was only limited to nosebleeds.

Jotaro then continued to attack, retracting his front hand after completing the facial blow, and then turning into a back hand to protect his body, while his other hand also struck quickly, smashing his opponent on the chin again when he was stunned by the blow to the nose.

Unexpectedly, Jotaro's punch was enough to knock an ordinary person away and then completely shatter his jaw, and it didn't make the muscular suit fall into vertigo any further. The muscular suit quickly came back to his senses, reached out and grabbed the collar of Jotaro's chest, then stretched out his foot and stumbled, and then he was about to pick up and throw the oceanographer, who was 1.98 meters tall and could kill mythical creatures with his bare hands.

Jotaro was in danger, and the foot that was suspended by the muscle suit stepped on the surface of his foot in turn, then raised his head, leaned back, and punched out the back hand that was close to his body to protect his chest, and slammed it on the left cheek of this muscle suit, mercilessly making a bad "collapse" sound.

"Damn it!" The muscle suit let go of his hand and took a step back, but the two hands did not let go, but followed the backward movement and grabbed Jotaro's hand that had not been fully withdrawn, and then twisted and turned and pulled and unloaded, and in Jotaro's surprised eyes mixed with a trace of pain, "Click-" dislocated his elbow joint.

'Do you feel that what I'm best at is a two-handed jab combo?' And after eating my fist, he only suffered a trivial injury, which is really worthy of a man who learns ancient martial arts! Jotaro kicked back the muscular suit, and then the oceanographer, who was experienced in combat, made another "click-" sound, and completed the bone for himself with one hand.

"You're strong, but you're still no match for me." Jotaro's voice is still low and hoarse and magnetic, and it is as calm as the ocean, but the turbulent feelings contained in it are understood by the muscular suit in front of him.

"You're not a murderer?" The muscle suit knew this, but didn't rush to relax.