JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

“Dior…” Jonathan didn’t know what to say at this moment, after all, he had not experienced a hundred years of solitude.

"JOJO!"

"Dio!"

Seeing that the two of them didn't say anything and just kept calling each other's names, Diablo was speechless.

If this happened on the set of Naruto, he would have already used Chidori Rasengan to escape from the opponent!

"I'm going back now! See you tomorrow." Jonathan didn't linger any longer; he turned and left.

Dio did not try to stop him again, because he knew that Jonathan would never go back on his word!

Since he said he would come tomorrow, he will definitely come tomorrow.

Dio was somewhat lost in thought as he watched Jonathan's departing figure. When he came to his senses, he found Diavolo and Yoshikage Kira staring at him with wide eyes.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that level of focus! If you didn't know better, you'd think she was seeing off a close friend, but if you didn't, you'd think she was sending her husband off to the battlefield!" Diablo teased.

Although Yoshikage Kira wanted to agree with this, he glanced at Dio's increasingly fierce expression and obediently shut his mouth.

He's not stupid enough to mess with Dio!

After leaving Diablo and the others, Xin Yuan had just returned to his residence when he suddenly clutched his heart and coughed!

"Uncle Xinyuan, are you alright? Could it be that pink octopus...?" The weather forecaster hurriedly patted his back.

But Xin Yuan simply wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. "It wasn't him, it's just an old problem!"

Seeing that he still didn't care, the weather forecaster was just about to try to persuade him.

But unexpectedly, Xinyuan suddenly pointed at the weather forecast and said, "It must be because you made me catch a cold the other day! I don't care, I want to eat a hamburger and drink Coke tomorrow! Go buy them for me!"

Weather forecast: I'm so angry!

Chapter 134 Kidnapping

Naples, Italy.

Early that morning, Jacqueline got up and prepared breakfast for the children.

When they arrived at Bucciarati's room, Bucciarati was already awake and starting to get dressed.

"Up so early?" Jacqueline came to the bedside and gently woke Giorno, who was still fast asleep. "Giorno, wake up, the sun's about to shine on your little bottom!"

Giorno is very well-behaved and easy to manage; he only needs to be called once to wake up.

Jacqueline came to Mira's room after the two children got up and went to wash up.

She was shocked as soon as she went in!

Mila showed no regard for her image; her nightgown was rolled up to her waist, one leg was dangling off the edge of the bed, and the other was pressing against the pillow.

Trish, who was sleeping with her, was even more unrecognizable. Her head was resting on Mira's stomach, her legs were locked tightly around Mira's arms, and her hands were pressed down on her body.

What a bizarre design!

Jacqueline had no choice but to separate the two of them and wake them up one by one.

In her words, the way she was woken up was exactly the same!

"Trisha, my sweet daughter, wake up! Mommy will give you a sweet kiss, okay? One more on your left cheek, and one more in the middle!"

"Mira! You sleep in like these kids every day! Don't you have a job? Do I have to take all your allowance before I'm satisfied? Huh?"

Look, aren't they exactly the same?

They are all the same length!

While eating, the three little ones ate with great relish, but Mila, with her hair uncombed and face unwashed, was almost asleep in her chair.

"Were you up late again last night reading novels?" Jacqueline asked authoritatively.

Mira was about to retort when Trish suddenly raised her spoon and said, "Auntie didn't read any novels last night!"

"I knew I hadn't spoiled you for nothing, my darling~" Mila reached out to hug Trish.

"My aunt is reading a magazine that children shouldn't read!"

After saying that, Trish continued to eat her rice seriously.

Mira's smile froze on her face. "You little ingrate, I'm never buying you ice cream again!"

"I'm not lying!" Trish looked at Mira with a wronged expression when she heard that there was no more ice cream.

"Auntie, I didn't say you were reading magazines, so can you still buy me ice cream?" At this moment, Giorno also came in to chime in.

"You two..." Mira was so angry that she couldn't say a word.

"You all eat first, be good," Jacqueline said gently to the children, then her face instantly fell, and she stared coldly at Mira.

"Eat! After you finish eating, I'll arrange your work for today!"

After dinner, Jacqueline dragged Mila into the bedroom and gave her a severe scolding!

When Mira finally came out, she grimaced and rubbed her bottom, "I'm so old, why would I get spanked? Ouch—"

Seeing Trish playing with Giorno in the living room, Mira glared at her and said fiercely, "You little traitor, I'm not playing with you anymore!"

To everyone's surprise, Trish looked equally unconvinced and grabbed Giorno's hand, saying, "We're not playing with Auntie anymore!"

clam?

Turning the tables?

Before Mira could even discipline the two brats, Jacqueline grabbed her ear and dragged her to work!

After all, as the territory expands, the number of things that need to be managed also increases.

Even though they are gangsters, they still need to be meticulous.

As for the family, it's enough to leave the sensible Bucciarati behind. Although he is only eight years old, his mental maturity is already far beyond that of his peers!

Moreover, he is a Stand user, so there's no need to worry about other safety issues.

And so, Bucciarati read a book in the living room while Giorno and Trish played with building blocks around him.

“Hehe, this is Dad!” Trish said, pointing to an octopus in a picture book.

However, Giorno stared blankly for a moment, then took out a pair of colored crayons, grabbed a pink one, and colored the octopus pink.

"This is the real dad!" (New Biquge)

Well, these are two imaginative kids. I bet Diablo would be so happy he couldn't sleep if he knew he was missed like this!

Bucciarati smiled helplessly.

After finishing his homework, he got up and went to the bathroom.

But just as he left the living room, the front door was suddenly opened, and two strange men entered their home!

They were Marin and Zawa who stayed behind!

Their stated reason was to stay and continue lobbying the Jacqueline sisters, but their real purpose was to lust after their beauty.

"Who are you?" Giorno was the first to react.

But before they could make a move, Marin grabbed Giorno!

"Brother!" Trish screamed before Zawa covered her mouth.

"That's really simple. I didn't expect them to have no protective measures at all, not even an adult to look after the children!" Zawa couldn't help but feel smug.

They roughly tied Giorno and Trish up, gagged them with towels, and then threw them into a corner.

"Now we just wait for the two sisters to come back at noon, hahaha!"

"Before that, let's see what's in his house!"

After saying that, they ransacked Jacqueline and Mila's bedroom, even lying down on the sisters' bed.

Zawa was sucking on Mira's pillow with ecstasy, his face filled with bliss...

In short, the more outrageous the better! Underwear, sheets, pillows... use your imagination.

I won't describe perverted behavior, I won't!

Trish and Giorno, who were tied up, were completely dumbfounded; they hadn't expected any bad guys to come in.

Trish blinked her big eyes, tears streaming down her face.

After searching around and finding no one else, Zawa and Marin sat on the sofa, feeling quite pleased with themselves as they watched the two little cuties crying in fear.

“Don’t I remember there was a little devil in their house? Did he go out?” Zawa suddenly remembered something.

"Tch, what can a little brat do? If he's so capable, he should go and call Jacqueline and the others back right now. That would make me happy! Hahahaha..." Marin was extremely arrogant.

“Exactly, we’re even happier that he called us!” Zawa laughed along with him.

Seeing Trish struggling to leave, Zawa stepped forward and slapped her hard across the face, causing Trish's left cheek to swell up instantly.

"If you dare to move again, I'll chop off your hands and feet!" Zawa roared menacingly.

They were completely unaware that a zipper appeared on the wall behind them, and behind the zipper were three pairs of innocent but murderous eyes!

"Cut off their hands and feet, that's a good method!"

"You think so too, right?" Zawa thought it was Marin who said it, but when he turned around, Marin was also looking at him with a blank expression.

"Since you have chosen your fate, then let the execution begin!"

"Metal products!"

Chapter 135 A Teammate's Mistake

"How is this possible? Such a powerful kid..." Zawa's legs were completely broken, and Marin was so old that he couldn't move.

Their Stands are just basic Stands, one with Power/Speed ​​C and the other with Power/C Speed. Although they seem terrible, they are still considered very strong combat Stands within their organization!

But they never expected that these two children would be so strong, and so cruel!

Risotto nailed his leg back in with iron nails, cutting and stitching it up repeatedly, so his leg was now in seven pieces!

To avoid upsetting the two of them too much, Bucciarati took them to his study.