Risotto stomped on the messenger's chest. "Tell me, who sent you?"

“Mr. Risotto, I really didn’t lie. Mr. Holmage asked me to deliver it!”

Upon hearing this, Risotto thought of the unseen Hormaggio, understood something, and removed his foot from him.

"It seems that the other party can not only make people invisible, but also use the appearance of the person whose identity has been stolen."

Risotto immediately reported the situation to Diablo.

Diablo was somewhat surprised upon hearing the news, but his emotions did not change much.

In any case, the other party has no chance of leaving here alive.

"Never mind then, the address is Naples Cathedral!"

Upon hearing the address, Valentine became anxious and stepped in front of Lucy. "Diavolo, what do you mean by this? Are you planning to use Lucy to exchange for your daughter?"

If this scene were seen by someone unaware of the situation, they would surely praise Valentine and even ship Valentine and Lucy as a couple.

After all, the domineering president and his crybaby wife are just too adorable!

Valentine's next sentence revealed his true nature: "If you want to change, wait until the body is born."

Lucy: 6!

But Diablo had already guessed what was going on. "They want to trade my daughter for Lucy. What do you think their motives are?"

"Is it because my daughter's hair color doesn't match their XP? Or is it because Trish doesn't look as youthful as Lucy?"

"Their goal is the saint's remains!"

Hearing this, Valentine gritted his teeth in anger, "Damn it, how come so many troublemakers are trying to steal the body we found!"

Johnny and Gerald, who were standing nearby, couldn't help but chuckle when they heard this.

The painstaking collection of remains is being targeted – this whole operation seems so familiar.

Isn't this a perfect description of the two brothers?

Valentine, you've been eyeing other people's bodies all this time, now you're finally being eyed yourself, aren't you?

Chapter 485 The Guard Assembles

San Francisco.

After receiving Fugo's message, Bucciarati and his group arrived at their destination first, followed by Fugo, his group, and Tobio.

"Why are you so slow?" Abbacchio was a little unhappy. After all, their lazy manner always gave him the feeling of an old father who was disappointed in his children.

"It's not just Tobio. He abandoned us to visit a local gangster's house, and even sat alone in a locked room. He must be waiting for something delicious!"

Before Fogo could explain, Narancia explained his understanding of the situation.

After saying that, he proudly put his hands on his hips, looking like he wanted to praise me.

Tobio, who was being slandered, naturally couldn't stand it. "I didn't! I heard they know the place in the photo, and they even wanted to take me there!"

Tobio pointed at Narancia with a wronged expression, "It's all his fault! He knocked out all my new friends, preventing me from finding the insect arrow the Boss is looking for right away!"

As he spoke, he suddenly went up and pinched Narancia's face hard, and Narancia was not to be outdone, pinching Tobio's face back.

The two of them then grabbed each other's heads and started shaking them from side to side!

“Hey, Narancia, Uncle Tobio…”

Seeing the two of them start fighting, Bucciarati was speechless.

"It's all your fault for delaying things!"

"Why don't you say it was because you went out to play that made us late? It's your fault!"

"It's you, it's you, it's definitely you! Hehehe..."

Listening to their meaningless trash talk, Abbacchio could only turn his gaze to Fugo, who seemed to want to say something but couldn't.

"What happened?"

When Abbacchio asked him, Fugo had no choice but to tell him the whole story.

After hearing their glorious deeds, Abbacchio and Bucciarati looked at the two who were still fighting with black lines on their faces.

"Were they...kidnapped by the local gang?"

If this gets out... never mind, let's not spread it, it's too embarrassing!

Seeing that they were about to continue fighting, Abbacchio went up and punched each of them to the ground.

"Finally, some peace and quiet!" Abbacchio shook off his hand that had just been hitting them, then looked at Bucciarati.

What should we do next?

Actually, Bucciarati himself didn't have a plan either, since the place was so big and finding an arrow was too difficult.

This is as difficult as finding a girlfriend in an all-boys academy.

What? You mean the cleaning lady?

Sorry, Auntie doesn't need you!

"What are Giorno and the others doing? Why haven't they arrived yet? Didn't they send a message a while ago?"

At this moment, Giorno and Mista were walking along the riverbank.

As Mista passed a hot dog stand, he couldn't move and stared intently at the hot dogs on the stand.

"Hey, Mista, are you kidding me? We just had a full meal!" Giorno reminded him.

"You call having an ice cream each a full meal?" Mista looked at Giorno incredulously.

After stealing... and receiving payment for helping the girls retrieve their wallets, Giorno treated Mista to ice cream.

The girl had just enough money.

"Let's go eat after we finish the ice cream, I'm starving!" Mista gave the remaining half of the ice cream to the sexy pistols.

The little ones seem to really like ice cream.

“No problem, let’s see how much this kind-hearted American citizen has!” Giorno said, opening his wallet.

There wasn't a single penny inside.

It was bulging and stuffed full of toilet paper.

"This……"

This scene surprised Giorno and Mista, but it also meant that they had no money for food.

Because they used the cash they just received to buy ice cream as an appetizer before their meal!

As a result, their stomachs were stimulated, but they were now left without a proper meal!

"Damn it, what a thief! How could he go out without any money? What bad luck!" Giorno threw his wallet into the trash can without any hesitation.

Thief: Guess why I became a thief?

Later, they managed to steal...borrow a wallet from a kind citizen, but they couldn't find a single restaurant.

Now I have money but nowhere to spend it!

Then I received news about the Golden Gate Bridge ***.

Looking at the delicious-looking hot dogs, Mista couldn't resist any longer and nudged Giorno, "Giorno, hurry up and give me the money, I want to eat!"

Seeing him like this, Giorno couldn't help but snort, "Look at you now, Mista, where is the semblance of a Passionate Organization member?"

"Can't you just put up with it like me?" Although he said that, Giorno's body language betrayed his true intentions as he pulled out his wallet. "Boss, two, please!"

This made Mista look at Giorno with disdain and snort.

"Hello, that's four dollars and forty-four cents in total!" The shopkeeper had a big beard, but it was tied up with four little tufts.

Upon hearing the price, Mista was very unhappy, glaring at the boss with a murderous look. "Was this pricing intentional, or was it an accident?"

This scared the stall owner. Why did this guy look like he wanted to eat someone alive?

Moreover, this quote looks like it was done on purpose, right?

He removed most of the jokes, but kept a few to persecute Mista.

Otherwise, how would readers know that they are reading JOJO and not Jackie Chan Adventures?

After the hot dogs were ready, they ate them as they made their way to their destination.

They soon reunited with Bucciarati and his group.

But why do Narancia and Tobio have injuries on their faces? Were they beaten up?

Before they could say anything, Bucciarati coughed awkwardly, "Let's go and find those lucky guys around here who recently awakened their Stands."

If the insect arrow is indeed nearby, then a new Stand user is likely to emerge.

Upon hearing this, Tony covered his face, which had already been pinched swollen, and snorted coldly.

Nalanjia was also extremely dissatisfied.

But they dare not fight anymore.

After all, Abbacchio was glaring at them menacingly, and if they dared to utter another word, he would beat them up without hesitation!

They began to inquire about information along the shore.

This scene was discovered by someone.

“They’re all here! That makes things simple!” The man with circus clown makeup sneered as he spoke.

Then, a strange double appeared behind him, a monkey riding on a horse.

Suddenly, the monkey got up on its own, dismounted from the horse, and ran towards Bucciarati and the others.

"Your Majesty, should I spare your life?" He seemed to be talking to himself, but then nodded as if he had received an order.

Bucciarati and his group hadn't realized that someone was already watching them.

"I wonder how things are at home now!" Bucciarati looked in the direction of his home.

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