JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

As night fell, Diablo and his companions began their operation.

At this moment, at the Manhattan Airport Hotel.

Room 606.

Ronasi and Soca are debating their next move: should they kidnap a woman first, or a child?

Or were they kidnapped together?

Just as they were having a heated discussion, the door was suddenly opened.

The visitor was their boss, Klein.

"Mr. Klein, you've arrived." Upon seeing Klein, Ronasi and Soka immediately stood up, but their tone clearly lacked the distance typical of superiors and subordinates.

"I just heard you say that you're going to kidnap women and children?" Klein's tone was light, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Hmm." Ronasi didn't react in time and readily admitted it.

Soka, who had already sensed something was wrong and was about to cover his mouth, quickly withdrew his arm and then took a step back with a tragic expression.

Good bro, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's just that you spoke too quickly!

While Ronasi was still looking bewildered, Klein instantly released his Stand and struck Ronasi in the chest with a palm strike.

By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late. "Wait, wait, boss, I was wrong..."

A minute later, Ronaldi lay on the ground convulsing, desperately gasping for oxygen, while Soka looked completely indifferent.

“We’re only here to complete a mission; there’s no need to bother anyone outside of it.” Klein personally picked up the convulsing Ronasi and threw her onto the bed.

“But we failed, they were already on guard…” Soka was about to explain when Klein suddenly walked up to him.

She gently covered his mouth, then said with a heavy expression, "That was just a mission, a mission targeting Diablo. The rest is none of our business."

"This is also my...last mission..."

Seeing Klein's expression, Soka quickly pulled his hand away. "Boss, why are you leaving the organization? You're one of the organization's founding members!"

Seeing Soka's anxious look, Klein smiled calmly, "You know I have no desires or wants, so it's really not suitable for me to stay any longer."

"Besides, I can't easily trust anyone other than the two of you, so I have the fewest people under my command among the five elders, and I can't compete with them."

After saying that, Klein seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and gently placed his hand on Soka's shoulder. "If you still want to climb higher, I'll see who I should entrust you to."

"As for me, if I survive this mission, I will no longer be a member of the organization!"

After saying that, he patted Soka on the shoulder and then left the room.

Just as Diavolo and his group were making their move, another team quietly arrived in New York City, but their target was neither Diavolo nor Jotaro...

"Are you sure they're still in the hotel? It's not really appropriate for us to just go in like this, is it?" Kakyoin asked, somewhat worried.

But he is a good student and will become a good teacher in the future, so it's normal for him to worry like this.

But are Diablo and Pucci good people?

Let alone ambushing them, he wouldn't mind if Diablo just stormed in directly.

Witnesses? What witnesses?

If we knock everyone out beforehand, there won't be any witnesses.

And even if they see it, there's nothing to fear, because the White Snake can extract a person's memory from a genius to a complete idiot!

"Don't worry, you'll get the hang of it after doing it with us a few times!" Diablo and Pucci walked into the hotel with practiced ease and headed straight for room 606.

Seeing this, Kakyoin had no choice but to follow.

Chapter 160 was discovered

"Jonathan, try on the clothes I bought for you." Alina held up the clothes and gestured to Jonathan.

Although it's hard to buy, such a big shopping mall can't possibly not have a plus-size garment.

Jonathan looked at the clothes in Alina's hand and couldn't help but feel a surge of happiness. "Okay, I'll go try them on right away."

But before he could try it on, Dio stopped him. "Jojo, why don't you even look at the clothes I give you, but you don't hesitate at all when Alina gives them to you?"

"You're being biased!"

Seeing Dior's jealous, mistress-like expression, Joseph couldn't stand it anymore. "What's it to you? You have a problem with my grandparents buying a dress?"

"Shut up! Go play somewhere else, you little brat!" Dio pointed at Joseph, who had a full head of white hair.

"you……"

"Alright, alright, stop arguing." At this crucial moment, Jonathan had to step in. "Dior, it's not that I don't want to wear the clothes you bought me, it's just that the clothes you bought me..."

Jonathan found it difficult to talk about those clothes.

Dior gave him clothes that were eye-catching, but only eye-catching.

Because what follows is nothing but shame.

Dior gave Jonathan clothes that were all the same style as his own!

There were heart-shaped headbands, open-crotch pants, and other strange clothes that either exposed the inner thighs or had the chest completely open.

In Jonathan's words, these clothes are too unchaste for men!

Trust me, you'll look absolutely stunning in this!

Despite Dior's repeated recommendations, Jonathan never wore it.

"I'm going to try on the clothes." Jonathan ignored Dior and went back to his bedroom with the clothes on his own.

However, Dior, unwilling to give up, actually followed them, saying, "I'll try it for you too, it definitely won't be any worse!"

That's true, since the two bodies are the same.

Mira spent ages looking for Diablo with the clothes, but he wasn't there.

Not only him, but even the two guys who were showing off their cherry-eating skills at the dinner table were nowhere to be seen.

"Sister, have you seen brother-in-law?" With no other option, Mira could only ask her sister.

Jacqueline received a call from Diablo upon her return. Although she was worried about him, she trusted him more than anything else.

"They've gone out. Let him try again when they come back!"

At this moment, Diablo and his group had arrived in front of the Manhattan Airport Hotel.

"Are we really going to go straight in? Or should we make a plan?" Kakyoin suggested.

But this proposal was rejected outright!

"Don't worry, we know this stuff inside and out, we'll handle it perfectly." With that, Diablo and Pucci confidently walked into the hotel.

"You..." Seeing this, Kakyoin had no choice but to follow.

Upon entering the hotel, they went straight to the sixth floor.

"Seriously, this hotel is so big, and the elevator is broken! Climbing the stairs is going to kill me!" Diablo muttered as he climbed the stairs.

Pucci and Kakyoin, who were climbing the stairs in front of him, ignored him.

"I said, aren't you tired?" Diablo had just finished speaking when he suddenly realized that Pucci and Kakyoin, who were standing in front of him, were gone.

"Hey, aren't you waiting for me?" Diablo got excited and ran uphill.

However, when he got to the fifth floor, he suddenly felt something was wrong!

I should have climbed six floors already! But why am I still on the fifth floor?

After he climbed up another floor, Diablo was completely stunned to find that he was still on the fifth floor!

A ghost wall!

No, this is a Stand attack!

But where did Kakyoin and the others go?

Meanwhile, Kakyoin finds himself trapped on the third floor, while Pucci is wandering around on the fourth floor.

"This is... a Stand attack!"

Kakyoin immediately became alert and released the green Emperor to protect himself.

Pucci's white snake also dutifully protected Pucci. Although he admired Diablo, he still had to protect his own body.

If he dies, how can I continue working for Diablo?

The White Snake... he really... I'm crying my eyes out.

Diablo, realizing he had been discovered, did not panic. He looked at the rooms on both sides of the corridor, slowly walked over, and wanted to open the door to take a look.

However, the door just wouldn't open!

Even with the Crimson King's strength, it couldn't be twisted open.

Wow, this door handle is of good quality. I'll buy some wholesale later.

The Crimson King couldn't believe he couldn't even turn a doorknob, so he mustered all his strength and prepared to remove the door.

But the doorknob remained unmoved, as if mocking the Crimson King.

Enraged, he punched the door!

Even so, the door showed no signs of damage.

"Don't waste your energy, you can't open it anyway, and don't disturb innocent passersby." On the other side of the corridor, Klein stood opposite Diablo.

"Oh? They've come out on their own initiative?" Seeing that the enemy dared to come out on his own, Diablo immediately realized that the other party was not easy to deal with.

After all, those who willingly expose themselves to the enemy are either gentlemen like Jonathan or reckless types like Dio!

"Is this your Stand ability? Not bad at creating illusions." Diavolo approached the other party without making a sound.

I stealthily took a step forward. Okay, they didn't notice. I took another step, and they still didn't notice. Then...

Just as Diablo was about to sprint, he suddenly realized that he hadn't moved at all; he had been standing still the whole time!

"you……"

Faced with Diablo's astonishment, Klein simply took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and silently lit it.