Kids are always amazed when they hear things like this.

During the conversation, Diavolo also learned about Bucciarati's family situation.

His parents are divorced, and he has chosen to live with his father.

My father caught a lot of fish today, including some very valuable species, so he came to this port to sell them while they were still fresh.

As they continued their conversation, Diablo suddenly felt a sense of unease.

Something feels off.

Suddenly, gunshots rang out from the shore!

Passersby were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

Diavolo immediately shielded Bucciarati.

At that moment, a group of men with guns ran over and charged towards the port!

Diablo took a closer look and realized it was the gang that was fighting against the Passionate Organization, Bloody.

Behind them, a group of heavily armed police officers were chasing them.

"Stop! Don't run!"

"Damn it, stop right there or I'll shoot!"

Clearly, they are doomed this time!

They stormed into the port in order to steal a ship and escape.

"Damn it, who failed to clear out their inventory? How come there's such a huge pile in our store again?"

The leader was none other than Enil, the head of the Bloody Organization.

He was utterly baffled. He had already destroyed all the medicine in his shop, so why was there so much left? And why did it have to appear right when the police came to search his shop?

Just then, Enil saw many ships docked in the harbor, and under the cover of his underlings, he got up and ran towards them.

"Get out of my way!"

He fired wildly at the people in front of him.

In such a dramatic turn of events, Bucciarati's father, Brett, was hit!

"father!"

Seeing this, Bucciarati tried to run over.

Fortunately, Diablo stopped him.

The shouts caught Enil's attention, and he instinctively fired two shots in Diablo's direction!

However, he messed with the wrong person.

Just as the bullets were about to hit them, Diavolo immediately displayed a technique that Jotaro's evil spirit had shown.

Handling a bullet with bare hands!

This is not something that the Crimson King can hardly achieve.

On the contrary, he is more accurate than Platinum Star.

After all, this was the first time an unknown option had appeared on his control panel.

In terms of precision, the requirements for selecting and deleting time periods are obviously higher.

As soon as the Crimson King appeared, he easily caught the bullet in front of Diablo and deflected it back!

The poor Bloodthirsty Boss still can't understand why he failed, nor does he know why he was shot.

"Boss!"

"Big brother!"

"Honey!"

The underlings were so frightened that they scattered and fled.

The police had already rushed up and pinned them all to the ground.

Only then did Bucciarati rush to his father's side, tears streaming down his face.

Unfortunately, the shot hit a vital spot, and Brett left no last words for his son.

The only money he was clutching tightly in his hand was the money they had originally planned to use for a big meal that night, and to save some of it for Bucciarati's schooling.

The police officer patted Bucciarati on the shoulder as a gesture of comfort.

Diavolo had now arrived behind Bucciarati, unaware of why fate had taken such a turn.

Could it be that my arrival has accelerated the fate of this world?

The police saw Diablo and asked him if he was injured.

After all, he was dressed very elegantly and looked like a successful businessman.

Diavolo simply gave them a few perfunctory words, asking the police to give Bucciarati some space, and then sent them away.

After Bucciarati had finished crying, Diavolo patted him on the back silently. "I'm so sorry, the situation was dangerous just now, so I didn't let you go forward."

Bucciarati can still distinguish between these kinds of things.

He was just trying to protect himself.

"Thank you, sir."

Diavolo offered to help Bucciarati bury his father and to support him financially afterward.

Bucciarati knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch, so he calmly asked Diavolo what he wanted.

"Sir, I don't rule out that you are trying to help me out of kindness, but I would like to know your true purpose."

As expected of Bucciarati, even as a child, his way of thinking is far beyond his age.

This question left Diavolo speechless. What could he say? That Bucciarati was his favorite and most cherished character from the past?

What an idiot!

But without a reason, it's clear he won't easily compromise.

“Bucciarati, I’ve taken a liking to your [aptitude],” Diavolo said, feigning nonchalance.

"Qualifications?"

This puzzled Bucciarati greatly. What qualifications did he have? Besides, this was only the first time he had met Diavolo.

"Just like your question, many people are still very naive when they are older than you. But you are different; your way of thinking is very rigorous and mature."

“I’ve said it before, I’m a gang member, and what I want is to find useful people for the organization.”

“Join me, Bucciarati!” Diavolo extended his hand, inviting Bucciarati.

Bucciarati glanced at his father's body, then thought about how young he was and how he couldn't support himself.

He could go to his mother, but he didn't want to disturb her current happiness.

After careful consideration, he finally raised his head and grasped Diablo's outstretched hand. "I join you."

Diavolo buried Brett as agreed, and Bucciarati wept bitterly at the funeral.

Bucciarati, on the other hand, became Diavolo's adopted son and secretly received funding from the organization.

"Sigh, fate..." Diablo sighed as he looked at the distant moon.

Chapter 3 Hideout

Within two days, the rival fanatical gangs in Naples almost disappeared.

They disappeared in various ways; some because drugs appeared in the store, and others because their boss was assassinated.

In short, Naples has already become a sure thing for the passionate organization.

Diablo wasn't idle either; he had already arranged for Belicolo to go find Donatella and Trish.

He knew he had a daughter.

To prevent a car accident and to prevent his daughter from becoming a "leaky little cotton-padded jacket" (a term of endearment for a daughter who is easily exposed to the elements), he resolutely decided to find his "little cotton-padded jacket" ahead of schedule.

It's important to know that the bloodlines in the JoJo world are very special; they can not only sense each other but also awaken Stands together.

He would be in danger if someone else took his daughter away beforehand.

Moreover, Trish's Stand is also quite good; it's a rare combination of strength and speed among women.

The phrase "a woman with weak strength and speed" was used to describe her from the very beginning.

Unfortunately, the Passionate Organization was not yet all-powerful at this time, making it very difficult to find them.

Diablo looked at the timeline he had written on the paper and felt a headache coming on.

"oss".

Bucciarati knocked on the door from the outside.

He was the only member of Passionate who, besides Mr. Belicello, could meet his own boss.

Moreover, to prevent others from using Bucciarati to threaten him, all his funding was secretly provided through Mr. Bellicello.

In short, Diablo trusted him completely.

He's a ruthless person who would commit suicide to keep secrets.

This shows that he has an unimaginable loyalty to this organization and this boss.

Diablo, however, had no intention of betraying this loyalty.

"Come in."

Bucciarati walked in.

He has already entered the school under Belicoro's arrangement, after all, he is only eight years old now, and Diablo said that he should be at least twelve years old before he can officially join the organization.

“Godfather,” Bucciarati bowed respectfully.

After these past few days of learning, he understood his current situation.

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