JOJO: Possessing Diavolo at the Start

Sure enough, Dior's gaze never left Alina!

“Since it’s for Lord Dio, then even deceiving Mr. Jonathan is unavoidable!” Oingo and Boingo suddenly got fired up.

As for the Darby brothers, they were making a bet.

"I bet ten dollars that those guys are courting death."

"I'm going all in, they're just asking for trouble."

So, without being reminded by anyone knowledgeable, they secretly began making arrangements.

"Excuse me, Mr. Jonathan," Mariah said awkwardly as she approached them. "I have some things downstairs that I can't carry. Could you help me with them?"

"Oh, no problem, where is it?" With that, Jonathan was led away.

Now only Dio and Alina remained in the living room.

The crowd continued to peek.

“Just move it to… thank you, Mr. Jonathan!” Maria hurriedly returned to their side to peek together.

"Don't you think Lord Dior should say something like 'Long time no see' right now?"

"I think this is the best time to rekindle our old feelings."

The people who had mistakenly chosen the wrong person were completely unaware that the scene resembled a wife and mistress, and even the air was thick with tension.

"Ha, Alina, a hundred years of loneliness must have been hard to bear! I heard you've been all alone for decades." Dio tried to inflict a deep psychological wound on Alina.

“Jonathan and I have been together for over a hundred years!” Dio stroked his body.

"Jonathan's first kiss was mine, and yours was yours too." Alina said with a calm smile.

Ever since she discovered that Dior cared a lot about this, it became her trump card to shut Dior up!

"So what if you...? I'm the most important person to Jonathan! We're one in spirit!"

"Your first kiss was with me, Alina!"

"Is this never going to end?" Dio roared in exasperation. He wanted to take direct action against Alina, but he was afraid that Jonathan would stop talking to him because of it.

"Humph--"

Alina emerged victorious in today's duel!

"Did we...make a mistake? They don't seem to be old lovers, they seem to be old rivals!"

While they were fooling around in the castle, two handsome young men carrying UV lamps had already embarked on their journey to Egypt!

May the warriors have a safe journey!

Naples.

Diablo, however, did not choose to act rashly. Instead, he had his men keep a close eye on Rhea and the others. "Trying to play hard to get with me?"

"Then let's see if you're playing hard to get, or if I'm catching you like a turtle in a jar?"

He suspended the assassination mission and stood by, ready to hunt down targets at any time.

He decided to detain all three of them.

They did it for no other reason than to see if the Gaia organization would come to rescue the three of them.

For the rest of the time, Diablo helped Sajo develop his business.

Due to the influence of the "Passion" organization, coupled with Musen's genuine strength, a wave of competitive spirit easily swept through Italy's high society!

"This month's income... Wow, so much?" Jacqueline was stunned when she saw the income!

Is this really how their organization made money without selling rock sugar and flour?

“I told you, making money is easy, especially from these rich people, it’s even faster!” Diablo was satisfied with this income, but not content.

He wants more!

Just as he was preparing to make another big splash, Risotto called.

"Boss, there's something I need to tell you," Risotto said cautiously, glancing at the three people sightseeing in the distance.

"They seem to be doing something really crazy!"

Chapter 182 The Great Crisis in Venice

"They...create Stand users randomly on the streets!"

Even Risotto was shocked to see this.

The rampant creation of Stand users raises serious concerns. Putting aside the question of whether they can be controlled, the awakening probability alone, comparable to gacha pulls, means that countless cannon fodder will be killed off!

"what?"

Diablo was quite surprised to hear this news; it was something he hadn't expected at all!

They actually dared to do this in Italy!

"Are you sure? Are they using substitute arrows?"

In this current timeline, I possess one arrow, while Dio has two: one for Gaia and one for his disciple.

There are also the insect arrows whose whereabouts remain unknown to this day.

The opponent actually dared to bring the only substitute arrow? Aren't they afraid of being caught and killed?

"It doesn't seem to be a Stand Arrow. Anyway, the three of them were just traveling with a tour group. Everyone they encountered started struggling and wailing, just like when a Stand awakens."

“Moreover,” Risotto noticed something strange, “the avatars that appeared behind them all looked the same.”

same?

This left Diablo somewhat puzzled.

"Don't make any rash moves yet. Let's see what they're up to." After hanging up, Diablo called Joseph, still a little uneasy, but surprisingly, his phone was off!

"They actually messed up at this crucial moment."

Although somewhat uneasy, Diablo pretended to be nonchalant and accepted Sadra's dinner invitation.

"Oh? Not here again? Miss Jacqueline must be very busy." Sardron's expression immediately turned disappointed when she saw that only Diablo had come.

"It can't be that bad... Should I sit down or leave?" Despite saying this, Diablo pulled out a chair and sat down without any hesitation.

“Just kidding!” Sazhuo picked up the wine glass in front of him. “By the way, the company has received a lot of investment recently, and you have played a significant role in that.”

"You know that's good. Don't forget to pay what you owe." Diablo also picked up his glass and gently clinked it with hers.

“You can’t stop talking about money,” Sazhuo said, pursing his lips in exasperation. “If you like money so much, why don’t you go into the flour and rock sugar business? Wouldn’t you make more money that way and make your underground empire more secure?”

Upon hearing this, Diablo calmly took a sip of red wine, then smiled nonchalantly, "You seem to know our organization quite well. You must have been doing a lot of research lately, haven't you?"

These words were laced with threat, and Satoru suddenly realized he had misspoke, so he hurriedly explained, "No, I just found it by chance on the street. After all, the areas where such things exist are completely different from Naples."

That's true. Cities where banned drugs are found are often shrouded in a shadow, and they tend to be lifeless.

Naples is different. Although there is no shortage of sin and darkness, it does not have that stench of decay!

"Don't be afraid, I didn't say I was going to do anything to you." Diablo waved her hand to calm her down. "I do like money, but our boss doesn't approve of doing that kind of business!"

"Moreover, I personally don't like making money from ordinary people."

Hearing his reason, Sazhuo couldn't help but look at him with newfound respect, "I didn't realize you were such a righteous person who only made money off the rich."

As he spoke, Sazhuo raised his glass again to toast him.

"What are you talking about?" Diablo was a little confused. "I just think it's too troublesome and inefficient to compete with other rich people to make money off ordinary people!"

"Isn't it faster and more efficient to just make money from rich people?"

"Besides, those who make money off the hard-earned money of ordinary people and exploit them will be cursed to go to hell. They are shameful! I make money off these devils because I am doing a service to the people. I am honored!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sazhuo's smile froze on his face. He then silently put down the glass he had offered him, unsure of what to say.

"You really are...unique!" After thinking for a long time, Sazhu could only make such an ambiguous assessment.

“Of course, I’m a professional when it comes to card games!” Diablo was not ashamed, but rather proud, and downed the glass of red wine in one gulp.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what happens. What impact can I have on this world? I'm just a speck of dust among the masses!"

Diablo's sudden remark stunned Sardjord.

Just as they were about to find another topic to talk about, both of their phones rang at the same time.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

They each took the phone and went to a quiet place.

"Boss, those three guys ignored those awakened Stand users, they just finished what they were doing and went back to their lodgings."

Risotto watched them drive back to the hotel. "Should we follow them into the hotel?"

"No, don't go near them!"

Diavolo was still somewhat wary of their Stand abilities.

It can make you deny certain things through hallucinations and reflect them in reality!

Isn't this pure idealism?

"Go check on those people whose Stands he awakened. Remember to hide your tracks well, and come back if you're discovered!"

"Okay, Boss."

Diablo hung up the phone and returned to his seat, while Sardjo was still on the phone.

A few minutes later, Sazhuo returned with an apologetic look on his face. "I'm so sorry, it's a company matter. I need to go back and revise the design myself."

"That's enough for today, I'll take you home." Diablo stood up, straightened his collar, and called the waiter to pay the bill.

"Thank you," the two said as they walked out onto the street. "Where did you park your car?"

"I didn't drive here!"

"..." Are you kidding me?

Under Sadra's incredulous gaze, Diablo calmly hailed a taxi and opened the back door without the slightest embarrassment, saying, "Please."

Well, at least he'll help call a taxi and open the car door.