We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

That is to kill this uninvited guest!

"Does this beautiful lady have any clues?" Polnareff couldn't help but take a step back when he saw Milashu, who had purple hair and three cockroach-like hair strands. If he were an Egyptian Polnareff, he would definitely be a playboy, but now that he has matured, he has fewer unrealistic fantasies about love.

In other words, he is no longer a young and funny guy, he is a mature and funny guy!

The existence of [DISC] made Milaxiu completely emotionless. She would only follow the most efficient solution. Then Milaxiu waved the money in her hand and said, "I am a female prisoner in the same cell with Jolyne Kujo. If you want to know where Jolyne Kujo is, make a bet with me!"

"bet?"

Polnareff let go of the poor prison guard and hit him on the head with his chariot. "Why should I bet with you?"

""

"Because I'm addicted to gambling, it's just a bet. If you win, this thousand-dollar bill and the empty Jolyne's message will all be yours. If you lose, you'll only lose a thousand dollars." Miraxiu narrowed her eyes, "So do you want to bet or not?!"

"It's a bet." Bobo touched his chin, and then the [Silver Chariot] suddenly accelerated, and the middle tuft of Milashu's hair broke off.

Polnareff smiled at the hastily retreating Mirash. "How interesting! A prisoner could actually get to this point! My English is very good. This is clearly a men's prison. You should be in the women's prison far away. So you're either escaping or you're my enemy! But your actions show that you can see my Stand, so you're also a Stand user!"

"Chariot, knock her down first!" Silver Chariot attacked immediately, and his swordsmanship was faster than before, leaving Milaxiu with no room to fight back!

[Debt Collector Marilyn Manson] is the stand-in that Pucci prepared for Milahu. As long as the intruder agrees to Milahu's proposal and makes a money bet with her, if the bet fails, the debt collector Marilyn Manson will appear beside the loser. As long as there is not enough money to repay the bet, Marilyn Manson will take away all the valuables from the loser, and finally directly seize the target's internal organs and convert them into equivalent money.

The only problem is that this stand has absolutely no normal attack capabilities.

Chapter 319 Bobo Girl 2.0

The debt collector Marilyn Manson is a substitute that appears based on the loser's inner world. No attack can end the debt collector Marilyn Manson's debt collection behavior, unless a new bet is made to add the loser's body in the previous one as a bargaining chip to delay the loser's capture deadline. If the loser loses the game under one-on-one conditions, the loser targeted by the debt collector Marilyn Manson will definitely die, because there is no evidence that the death of the original body will lead to the disappearance of the debt collector.

Unfortunately, Mirashue was really unlucky and happened to run into Polnareff at this time. The tragic consequences of being hunted by [Passion] were already profound enough. Although the commentary did not take up time, Popo still started talking to Mirashue only after the fight!

Mirashu was just a thief, and was not on the same level as the enemies Polnareff had dealt with before. Before Bobo finished speaking, a small amount of blood had already spurted out of Mirashu's limbs. The precise and non-lethal swordsmanship had made Mirashu completely lose the ability to resist.

"You said you knew Jolyne Kujo. I'm not sure if what you said is any use, but I'll listen anyway." Silver Chariot extended his rapier and lifted Milash's chin. "I've learned how to identify lies from those being interrogated. If you're wrong, I'll cut off one of your legs," Polnareff threatened. "Although you Americans always think rapiers can't be swung, normal rapiers are sharp-edged weapons. I don't think you'd want to lose a leg."

If Milashu was still the thief's personality, Bobo's threat combined with pain would really be effective, but now the living Milashu is just a carrier, [DISC] is the real initiator, so Milashu will not stop, "Then I bet with you, I'll use my thigh! I bet you can't find out that I'm lying. If I find out, you lose your own leg, okay!"

Before Mila could finish her words, Bobo punched her.

Do you think you are Darby?!

"Tell me what I want to know. If you don't, I'll consider chopping you into pieces!"

"Hehe, hehe, you are very confident in your swordsmanship, right?" Milaxiu raised her head and looked into Bobo's eyes. "Then let's use our swordsmanship as a bet. I bet you can't cut my body into pieces. I bet you can't do it! Jolyne Kujo is in a very dangerous situation right now. If you don't want her to die, then join me in the bet!"

"What color is Xu Lun's hair?!" Bobo is very concerned about Xu Lun's yellow-green hair. Who knows how she did it.

""

"Someone went to the reception room looking for Xu Lun today. Who was that person?" Bobo carefully avoided using any personal pronouns. Facing the bewildered Milaxiu, Bobo asked one last question, "Who is she to Xu Lun?"

"Kujo Jolyne's mother!"

"Let me think about it," Polnareff stood up, Chariot already raising his foot, "you'd better shut up."

The silver chariot stepped on Milaxiu's head three times in a row, and Milaxiu left without a word.

Popo didn't care what Mirashu knew. He was confident he could find Jotaro's daughter. It was just a prison for women. I, Polnareff, wouldn't be afraid. The best way to eliminate fear is to face it! So Popo looked at Mirashu's body, a strange light in his eyes.

Bobo Girl 2.0, let’s go!

Bobo, who was obsessed with taking off other people's clothes, finally found something wrong. Two reflective CDs were lying on the ground right under Milahu's head. Bobo swore that he had never seen Milahu take out such things, and such navel-revealing clothes could not hide two CDs.

What is this?

Polnareff, as always, picked up the two discs from the ground. As he studied them for a while, all kinds of messy images began to flash inside the discs.

Polnareff put his eyes closer, and a yellow stand with a timer on its head was looking at him from the CD. He was so scared that he dropped his hands and stabbed the chariot continuously in the air, fearing that it was an attack from some unknown stand. However, Polnareff soon discovered that one of the two discs was the [memory] of the female prisoner who blocked the road. Although Pucci had deleted his own existence in advance, this [memory] happened to contain the method of controlling the [debt collector Marilyn Manson]!

On the other side, Jolyne had been escorted to the solitary confinement cell. The little boy, Emporio Armanu, quietly approached Jolyne while the prison guards were away. After learning that the thread could transmit sound, Emporio had the motivation to communicate.

"Sister Xu Lun, Sister Xu Lun, are you in there?"

"I'm here. You finally came to see me." Xu Lun got up from the bed in the confinement room and leaned against the edge of the iron door. His little ally was looking up at him. "Sister Xu Lun, listen to me. I have a plan."

"This prison had a fire in 1984, and one of the rooms was completely burned down. However, I have similar abilities to my elder sister. I can completely summon that prison. If you need me, I can send you back in when you get out. There are also several companions in here who want to explore this prison. I think this will be helpful to you."

"..."

"I didn't expect you to have such an ability. It seems that as soon as I discovered the power of a Stand, I was able to find many similar ones. By the way, is my father safe?!"

"He's safe, but Sister Xu Lun, there's a man outside the prison looking for you. He calls himself Dio Brando. Do you know him? Is he the one who sent your father onto the submarine?"

Dio Brando, isn't that the enemy my father just mentioned?!

Wait, that man is already dead, he won't save my father. Xu Lun thought about it and asked again, "Does that man have long hair?!"

"Yes," Emporio seemed to be hesitant to speak. Xu Lun didn't notice this. She just looked at the little boy with great joy. "Then go find him, pull him into your stand, and ask him if there is any way he can help me!"

"Okay," Emporio hesitated and decided to give a warning, "That man's clothes are very strange, don't be surprised if Sister Xu Lun sees it."

Xu Lun smiled bitterly, "How could that be? My whole day has been filled with bad news, so I wouldn't be surprised by anything I see."

"Yeah!" Emporio nodded and believed what Xu Lun said.

The plot had completely gone off track at this point, and when Emporio nodded, Krieg finally stepped back onto the ground from the hospital bed.

Chapter 320 What's the situation?

[You have gained a lot of twisted fate, and your condition has improved]

"Tsk," Krieg said with disdain after waking up. The quilt was simply a branch opened by God on earth.

He gaped, trying to determine just how weakened he was. The dormant Hayabusa barely flapped its wings and landed on his head, still looking listless. The world's ill will was undisguised, suppressing his actions long enough. Krieg stepped barefoot on the ground, the cool ground giving him a jolt of energy, and his groggy mind regained focus.

This is the Psychiatric Hospital in the Basilicata Region of Italy, a state-funded hospital. Krieg's room is a single white color, without any sharp objects or furniture. Even the plastic bed legs are tied back and forth with several layers of thick sponge. If you don't know, you would think that the person locked up here is a mentally ill person with self-harming tendencies.

The only good thing was that Krieg's body was not tied up tightly by the restraints. During Krieg's brief period of consciousness, the medical staff had tied up the other patients' bodies tightly, and no matter how hard these patients struggled, they could not break free. I don't know what this mental hospital is used for research. They actually installed biosensor alarms at the exit of each room, and the alarm will be automatically sounded as soon as you step out of the door.

If prison guards mainly used batons, this hospital, in Krieg's memory, had always used large doses of anesthetics and electric batons. After all, the mentally ill had no human rights, and no one would believe what they said.

A normal person would be driven crazy here, Krieg shook his head. Although most of his strength was restricted, he could feel that the strength was just dormant instead of disappearing. Looking at the newly grown nails, Krieg scratched his arm hard, but there was not even a white mark on the skin. Instead, the hospital bed made of engineering plastic collapsed.

[Status: World rejection, unable to mention the plot, action is blocked]

"Good thing his vision has returned," Krieg sighed. His defense hadn't decreased, but his strength had dropped considerably, but it still surpassed human limits. His speed was still reasonably fast, but his body's reactions had become extremely slow. His Spiritual Stone Origin couldn't be used, but his breathing remained normal. His Stand was usable, but the Thunder of Ba couldn't be used. His recovery speed was unmeasurable. Amidst the alarms blaring in the corridor, Krieg carefully estimated his own strength. He didn't know the extent of Jolyne's advances, but he had previously struggled to maintain consciousness, so his recovery was already quite rapid. If he could kill Father Pucci directly, he probably would be able to return to normal.

The most important thing at the moment is to figure out what stage the plot has reached, especially the timeline modified by Jolyne. Krieg glanced at the calendar and it was now November 25, 2011.

How many days did I sleep in the hospital bed?!

Guards were rushing in outside the ward, and Krieg walked out shouting "Mu Da Mu Da". Although these guards were equipped with advanced equipment, Krieg's body was a Gurongi body made of the root of spiritual stone, and a sniper rifle would only make a hole in it. Finally, the guards were forced to rush in and try to restrict Krieg's movements, but they didn't expect that neither locking the joints nor strangling the neck was useless. Instead, this [vicious psychopath] threw them out of the window one by one.

Anyway, there was grass all outside the window, and the place where Krieg threw the guards out was only the second floor. Although they were in a mess, the guards were not seriously injured. After a blind guy tried to hit his own eyes and was pressed into the wall, the guards completely realized that this patient was not someone they could handle. After being thrown out without any resistance, they cleverly fell into the flower bed groaning, using their superb acting skills to perform the highest level of slacking off. These are all jobs that are paid on a regular basis, so there is no need to work so hard, right?

However, what surprised Krieg was that there were traces of the SPW Consortium in this prison. Big English words appeared in front of Krieg, and the logo of the SPW Consortium was everywhere. It was a pity that the Beach Boy's perception was not as accurate as his vision, otherwise Krieg should have discovered this long ago.

In short, Krieg walked out of the mental hospital very easily. The guards could only help to call the police. Of course, as everyone knows, the police in Italy are almost non-existent. In Italy ruled by gangs, no one cares about street fights. Who would care about a mentally ill person who doesn't actively hurt others?

With the help of the Beach Boys, Krieger changed his clothes and immediately found a telephone booth to call the Green Dolphin Aquarium.

"Hello, this is Kujo Jolyne's uncle. Please ask her to answer the phone."

"Kujo Jolyne? Let me check, what is her crime?"

"Drunk driving and secondary injury," Krieg hesitated for a moment. He felt that Jolyne had already tried to escape from prison, but according to Pucci's movements, Jolyne should not immediately turn green with Dolphin at this time.

"Okay, your inquiry has been accepted. Please wait."

About two minutes later, the phone rang again. "Sir, I don't know if you know this, but the person you're looking for, Jolyne Kujo, once tried to escape from prison. She's currently doing voluntary labor. You can call again in about four hours."

"....OK, thanks."

"Sir, do you have anything else to say?" The operator seemed very patient. Krieg suddenly had an idea and asked a new question, "You said Xu Lun tried to escape from prison, right? But the Xu Lun I know is just an ordinary girl. How did she do it?!"

"Don't you read the newspaper?" The operator realized his tone was off and continued quickly, "Jolyne Kujo's father, Jotaro Kujo, tried to take Jolyne away under the pretext of a visitor, but was resisted by the prison guards. Around the same time, a silver-haired man calling himself Dio Brando attacked the prison from outside. After knocking out several guards, Dio Brando met with Jolyne Kujo. Jolyne Kujo later surrendered, and Dio Brando was imprisoned. After the trial, he was sent to the West Coast Prison for High-Prisoners. This incident was reported two weeks ago."

"Krieg's mouth twitched a few times, "What's the situation with that Dio Brando? Um, I mean, his muscular appearance with messy silver-white hair and half of his hair sticking up in the air? Okay, I know how you caught him? Accidental injury? Okay, I have no problem with that."

Krieger put down the phone and banged his head lightly against the phone booth. After repeating this three times, Krieger finally managed to maintain his inner peace.

So he picked up the phone again, found the number he wanted from the thick phone book, and called the SPW Consortium's headquarters in Dallas, Texas.

"SPW Consortium Headquarters in Dallas, Texas. This call does not accept collect requests."

"Hello, I just found this phone number in the phone book. I am a distant relative of Jolyne Kujo. Please pass on the name Jolyne Kujo to someone who knows the name Jolyne Kujo." Krieg thought about it and decided to use Jolyne Kujo's name. After all, whether it was Bessie or Krieg, these two names were already twenty years ago.

Twenty years have passed, and I wonder if Giorno is still the enthusiastic man he once was, or has he become a qualified gangster superstar? And where is Prosciutto doing now?

"Please wait a moment, the call has been transferred," the voice on the phone brought Kerry back to reality.

"Hello, are you a distant relative of Dr. Kujo Jotaro's daughter?" The person on the phone actually believed this excuse. Krieg could hear this, which made him completely confused. "Well... I'm just a representative of the consortium," and then the person on the phone lowered his voice, "and I'm not a Stand user.

So you've already assumed that everyone related to Jotaro Kujo is a Stand user, right?

"Since you know about the Stand, I assume you know about Jotaro Kujo's situation, right?"

"Well, the SPW Foundation is an unarmed chemical and medical research group. Since you claim to be a distant relative of Jolyne Kujo, do you know anything about the [CD]?"

Hmm? The SPW Foundation already knows about the disc? Does that mean F.F. has already appeared? Has Jolyne found the farm?

"Yes, I know about the disc, and I also know that Jolyne has it," Krieg's affirmative tone made the person on the other end of the phone breathe a sigh of relief. "That's good. After we recovered the submarine, we sent Dr. Kujo Jotaro's body to the Dallas headquarters and kept it safely. Unfortunately, from a medical point of view, Dr. Kujo's body is no longer responsive."

"Wait, does Jolyne know about this?" Krieg interrupted the person on the other end of the phone. "She already knows...Mr. Krieg," the person on the other end of the phone replied.

"You know my name?" Krieg frowned.

"Yes, Miss Jolyne once said that someone claiming to be her uncle gave her advance warning. We traced the phone line back, and although the final clue was cut off at the mental hospital, you are the only one who knows about Miss Jolyne and Dr. Jotaro Kujo."

"Wait, you mean you already knew which mental hospital I was in?" Krieg raised his voice, and the person on the other end of the line was puzzled. "Could it be that Mr. Krieg forgot what happened when he showed up?"

"We found you on the beach. Whether you hid your tracks or checked into a mental hospital to avoid being seen, it was all your own request. For this reason, we blocked all news about you. Except for a few people, no one knew you had returned to Italy."

"..., why didn't you call me when Jotaro Kujo got into trouble?!"

The person on the other end of the line seemed stunned, and after a long moment, he replied, "I don't know. This is a negligence on our part. I'm sorry, Mr. Krieger, but we had a strange fire two weeks ago. This fire only burned things related to you."

"It's okay, I know what's going on." Krieg was very sure that he didn't lose his memory. Even if he lost his memory, Hayabusa would have left traces instead of looking at him stupidly with his head tilted. Combined with the appearance of the fire, the world's malice was already obvious.

Well done to Jolyne and Popo. Krieg wanted to applaud these two people. If it weren't for them, he would probably have to lie in bed until the end.

"The guards tried to stop me from leaving because they had no impression of me, right?" Amid the repeated apologies from the person in charge, Krieger stopped him. Who could he blame? It wasn't anyone who was wrong, but the world!

This sentence is really a bit silly no matter how you say it.

"So, what has Jolyne achieved now?"

"Yes, according to our contacts, we can confirm that Jolyne Kujo has recovered the doctor's [Disc] and is waiting for an opportunity to transport it back. We have arranged a helicopter and now we just have to wait for Jolyne Kujo to be ready."

"Is there anything else that needs to be prepared for this?"

"Yes, Jolyne Kujo has been doing intense prison labor recently. We are waiting for a reasonable amount of time because we cannot ignore the possibility of the phone being tapped. The [CD] must be delivered by the day after tomorrow at the latest. The doctor's body fluids require the CD to maintain."

"And what about Polnareff? How is he doing?"

"The evidence is irrefutable. We cannot exonerate him. Mr. Polnareff has the same symptoms as the doctor. We have taken over the prison where he is currently being held. Jolyne has obtained everyone's [discs]. Before accepting them, we will do our best to protect Polnareff's safety."

"Thank you for your hard work, I... cough cough cough, oh my god", a series of coughs came out of Krieg's throat. He wanted to directly tell him the relationship between [White Snake] and Father Pucci, but before he could say anything, he felt an unbearable itchy throat, and an out-of-control car hit him directly!

This level of impact was certainly not a problem, but Krieg already knew that he was still restricted. The driver of the car fainted directly, and Krieg realized that he could not continue talking. It was possible that the person on the other end of the phone would suddenly die.

"Then is there any way to send me to prison?"

"There's no way around it right now. Because of the escape attempt, Green Dolphin Prison has refused to accept new prisoners."

"Okay, I have one last question. Did Jolyne ever mention the name Ames Rostiro?"

"No, is this also a Stand user? So far, Miss Jolyne has only mentioned Miss F.F., Weather Forecast, and Emporio."

Ames disappeared?

ps: Don't worry about being weakened, this world requires the protagonist to perform beyond his level to win

Chapter 321 Old friends meet

"I see. I'll pay more attention to that."

"Okay, I got it. Please help me find a channel to meet Giorno. No, there's nothing important, just meeting an old friend. Okay," Krieg put down the phone.

Krieg half-believed the SPW Foundation's words. The reason he didn't fully believe them was simple: the face reflected in the phone booth's glass belonged to him, not Bessie. No matter how sincere the director's words, there was something wrong with the asylum or the circumstances surrounding his appearance. Perhaps it was a malicious act of fate, or perhaps there were disagreements within the SPW Foundation. But now was not the time to consider such matters. If Father Pucci succeeded, everyone would be doomed. While their souls might be preserved, without memories and the familiar world, such a continuation of life would be no different from death.

As for Krieg, his soul does not belong to this world. If everyone goes to the new world, then his most likely fate is to be left alone in the cemetery of the old world.

But just as I was free from the state of being unable to move, the world's corrective power began to exert its power?

Ames Rostiro, whose stand is named [Kiss], seems to have never existed. Needless to say, the extent of the plot revision may be greater than Krieg thought. At the very least, this person was secretly attacked by Pucci, so the stand [Hell's Highway] may still be intact. When the person in charge mentioned that Polnareff was accidentally injured, he should have thought that only the stand [Hell's Highway] can transfer the original body's suicide method to the person he wants to target to achieve this effect.