The Ultimate Creature of American Comics

"The train is coming soon, Kretschmann, you can take action. .1kanshu"

"On command, the aircraft is launched."

Kretschmann turned off the intercom and controlled the heavy Hercules transport plane to slowly slide along the train track.

Thanks to the tacit understanding gained from years of getting along, Dr. Minerva had an insight into Jovi's plan almost the moment he gave the order.

Jovi obviously wanted to jump from the train to the plane with Dracula at the moment the plane took off, and then according to the original plan, stuff the immortal vampire king into the Arctic ice and seal it temporarily. Find a way to kill him later.

Just to achieve this, in addition to Qiao Wei's efforts, a good pilot is also extremely important. Because of this, Minerva specially found Kretschmann, a former member of the German GSG9 special forces, and sincerely believed that this man could complete his mission.

At this time, the confrontation between Jovi and Dracula on the train continues.

Dracula stared intently at the stone ghost face in Qiaovi's hand. Let alone Qiaovi, anyone in this world who was in the same place as him would probably be able to read two words from Dracula's eyes: greed. .

Stoneface, Dracula's only hope of getting rid of Sithorne. The vampire king knows the consequences of missing it. According to the contract between Archmage Varna and Sithorne, from now on, Dracula will probably have to fight for the glory of Sithorne for his endless life. This is not The life he wanted.

But compared to that, Dracula doesn’t want to die even more!

Seeing that Dracula had retreated to the edge of the train, Jovi naturally knew the fictitious Montes formula and had obviously frightened him. The task of delaying time had been completed. Now he only needed to reveal a slight flaw to remove the vampire in front of him. Wang leads to the sealed plane. This war with vampires is Qiao Wei's victory.

Thinking of this, Qiao Wei looked at his watch again, and suddenly put his hand into the body of Black Shadow No. , as if he was looking for something. Black Shadow No. took the opportunity to pull the lever and slow down the train. .

Dracula almost jumped out of the car at this moment, but Qiaowei's actions made him dare not act rashly. Unlike Varner, Dracula has never seen the "Book of Darkness", and all his understanding of it comes from Varner's memory, not to mention that even Varner has never seen the true face of Munster's formula.

If it is a deflectable magic, the probability of survival is higher when facing the caster!

But just in such a delay, the sound of the Hercules transport aircraft's four-blade 41-meter vortex propeller engine starting up happened to reach Dracula's ears.

Dracula subconsciously followed the glass on the front of the car and looked out, just in time to see the transport plane's wide-open hatch.

"Ah, Jovi Joestar, you're lying to me, aren't you?"

"Who said that? My Joestar family has been a gentleman for generations, so I won't lie to others."

That being said, the "violent look" on Qiao Wei's face could not escape Dracula's eyes. The vampire king, who had been tricked several times, could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, and his body was left with only one arm. It turned into an afterimage and instantly appeared in front of Qiao Wei.

Black Shadow No. grabbed Qiao Wei's back collar, narrowly allowing Qiao Wei to avoid Dracula's inevitable grab. Then his whole body suddenly became invisible, passed through Qiao Wei's body, and struck an uppercut. The fist hit Dracula's chin.

"Oh!"

Dracula was almost knocked out of his lower teeth by this punch, so he started fighting back and forth with Black Shadow No. , and they had a great time fighting each other. Qiao Wei took this opportunity and repeated his old tricks again. He first used the No. black shadow to break the glass of the front of the car. The No. black shadow lifted him up and instantly threw Qiao Wei through the car window.

Dracula was shocked. The scene where the black shadow suddenly disappeared after being more than ten meters away from Qiaovi came to mind. The vampire king thought that Qiaovi was really planning to escape, so he just punched the No. black shadow a few times. He stepped on the console and jumped for life, trying to catch Qiao Wei back.

At this moment, Shadow No. jumped out of Qiao Wei's body, grabbed Dracula's left wrist, and threw him back hard. The vampire king actually fell in before Qiao Wei. In the cargo hold of the airplane.

Kretschmann in the cab pulled up the joystick with an astonishing reaction speed. The train with only the front end almost grazed the bottom of the plane and flew past. As for whether it would hit anything, Qiao Wei doesn't know.

"Haha, Jovi Joestar, you finally fell into my hands. I will use your blood to restore my right hand!"

Dracula stood up and smiled triumphantly, but the next moment he couldn't laugh anymore.

The cargo hold of the Hercules transport aircraft is filled with garlic and all kinds of silverware, and there is even a huge cross hanging on the door leading to the cab.

"ryyyyyyyyy!"

Dracula let out a shrill scream and fell to the ground, but until this moment, the vampire king still couldn't believe that all his reactions were actually in Jovi's plan.

"Is this... is this also part of your plan, Qiao... Qiao..."

Dracula covered his throat in pain. Surrounded by these items that could cause serious harm to vampires, he wanted to call Jovi by his full name like before, but he couldn't do it anymore.

"Of course, I, Qiaoqiao, have calculated everything!"

Qiao Weileng was stunned for a moment. As a Jojo fan, he subconsciously picked up this famous line, but he immediately realized it.

This is on a plane. Speaking Er Qiao's lines, I'm afraid something will happen!

Realizing this, Jovi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, controlled the stand-ins to throw the motionless Dracula into the crate containing garlic, and then knocked on the cab door.

Let’s put Er Qiao’s matter aside for the time being. This trip is going to the North Pole, so Qiao Wei must change his clothes.

"Is this Mr. Joestar? Please come in."

Kretschmann put the plane on autopilot, then stood up and opened the door.

"Why, didn't Dr. Minerva prepare antifreeze suits for us?"

Qiao Wei walked into the cab, but he still couldn't find the antifreeze suit, and he couldn't help but have a bad feeling in his heart.

Kretschmann had already sat in the main driver's seat after Jovi entered the cab, with his head lowered, as if he was arranging his collar. It was not until Jovi asked the question that the retired special forces soldier stood up with a face on his face. A smile like a fanatic appeared on his face.

"Jovi Joestar, His Excellency the Grand Duke of Sokovia, Baron Strucker of Hydra greets you, hailhydra!"

Jovi controlled the stand-in and grabbed the pilot in front of him, but a stream of black blood flowed from the corner of Kretschmann's mouth, obviously he had bitten the poison sac in his teeth.

"Damn it, I knew nothing good would happen if I mentioned Er Qiao on the plane!"

Qiao Wei covered his face in pain and sat in the driver's seat looking at the three-dimensional map in front of him. This plane was actually going to the center of the Sahara Desert. No wonder he didn't prepare any clothes.

But don’t these Hydra bastards know that Dracula can’t be killed?

Thinking of this, Qiao Wei looked at the control console with a cautious expression. Although he had never flown a plane, he had seen movies before and had seen the basic operations.

"Landing should be just a matter of pulling down the control stick..."