We villains all have invincibility written on our faces

"Alright, alright! Let me go, I'll tell you everything." After being beaten up again without even being asked his name, the cadre finally realized that the two evildoers in front of him would not show mercy. When the mud was about to cover his nose, he finally broke down, "No one has seen the boss, but I can take you to find him. I can ask others to help you find him. Pull me up quickly! I don't want to die, please stop hitting me!"

Finally, the streets of Venice.

"That's Jiaqiu, right? The boss's intelligence is really accurate. Using the ice stand ability does, in a sense, counteract my [Impact]. I thought I could accomplish our mission with just my [Impact], but unfortunately, fish can't swim in ice." Skayaro leaned his head against Dichano's. "Looks like I'll need your help to take care of those two."

Dichano looked at the two men below who were on alert, gently stroked Schiaro's hair, and wiped off the blood stains. "As the boss's personal guards, we have to kill them here. Originally, we should have dealt with Giorno and the others. The boss specifically instructed us to keep an eye on the newcomer, but we didn't expect to run into Risotto first."

Just now, [Impact] did attack Jiaqiu. Unlike in the animation, this time, Skayaro did not create fear and allowed the stand to make obvious attacking movements. He had heard of the reputation of the assassination team. [Impact] had been lurking in his hand and reached Jiaqiu's water cup in just a flash.

He planned to gouge out Kachu's throat, but Kachu, sensing something was wrong in his mouth, moved faster, freezing the water he was about to drink into ice. His [Shock] was also frozen by the cold. Kachu didn't ask for help, but simply exchanged a glance with Risut. Their long-standing tacit understanding led Risut to attack directly, filling Kachu's mouth with a blade.

Although they didn't see the fish-like stand, [Impact] still had his tail cut off by the metal blade, and the stand's injury was immediately reflected on Skayaro's forehead.

"This is really troublesome. Because the enemy's intuition is injured, it seems that their reputation and strength are indeed real. Di Chano, have you loaded your [Facial Close-up]?"

"Of course, but Skayaro, your [Impact] isn't invincible against the [White Album], even near water sources. I'll do my best to mislead the enemy and lure them into a larger body of water. There are many flower beds and waterways here. Remember, you only have one chance, never think about the next one."

"Okay," Skayaro hugged Dichano with his backhand.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. As long as we kill Gacho, Risut will be easily dealt with. His stand's shooting range won't be very far." Dichano continued to observe below, waiting for the two suspicious people to speak. As long as they spoke, victory would be achieved!

Chapter 47 Targeted

Although Skayaro and Dichano were full of confidence, unfortunately, their abilities were severely restrained. [Impact] required the help of water to move, and what Gaschu was best at was freezing water. As for [Facial Close-up], for the assassination team, asking for help from their companions was not something they considered.

"Keep talking," Risut held the cup in his hand, trying to find traces of the enemy. "The enemy is transferred through the water. I already know this, right?"

"No, the enemy is a round stand-in flying in the sky," Gaschu tapped Morse code with his fingers and made strange movements with his body, denying Risut's inference.

"Besides language, even finger movements are controlled?"

Jia Qiuxu covered his mouth and said, "I'm not being controlled!"

"A Stand that reads the subconscious and distorts it doesn't seem to have any offensive power. One person can't have two Stands, so the enemy must be using two or more Stand users," Risut concluded after a brief thought. "Gachu, step back two steps and knock over the water bottle behind you. When the Stand appears, freeze it. Don't look directly at the water surface; let it bite you so you can sense the pain."

"There is only one enemy, Risut," Gaschu could only say this because of the [Close-up of the Face], while his body retreated as ordered, just like accidentally knocking over a bottle of water, the water in the bottle gurgled out, soaking the tablecloth and flowing onto the ground.

Risut deliberately turned his head and stared at the windows of the shops on the street. In order to deal with them, the pursuers could not let two automatic tracking type Stands take action. Although the organization had many Stand users, there were not many who had the ability and confidence to attack both himself and Jiaqiu at the same time. In order to command the attack on Jiaqiu's Stand, the enemy must be watching us nearby. Since it was a coordinated attack, even if the distance between the enemies was far, they should be able to see each other's teammates' positions. As long as Jiaqiu caused damage, those with more than two people bleeding were enemies.

The enemy's Stand is fast, but it can't move in the ice. Being able to attack from its mouth means it can't be very large. Since Risut is right next to me, even if I'm pretending, I have to pretend I'm thinking. I can only get out of the water. If I get bitten, freezing my blood will freeze the thing.

[Impact] kept jumping under the gaze of Skayaro. Now was the chance. Risut kept looking at the window. Gaschu had not noticed that there was a pool of liquid beside him. Skayaro could not wait any longer. He was going to launch an attack now!

"Dichano, cooperate with me!"

"Of course, as usual."

The tongue wrapped in the [Close-up] suddenly stretched out, and Jiaqiu took a step back in surprise, just stepping into the water. [Impact] The shark-like Stand leaped up and bit Jiaqiu's leg!

Then there is no more.

It can only be said that White Album is the natural enemy of Impact. As long as the two members of the assassination team understand the enemy's tricks, they will not lose. Whether it is a touching friendship or love, Schiaro and Dichano did not have time to show it. Without the necessary intelligence, Risotto quickly dealt with them. The two of them did not even succeed in the mission, and their poor performance could not even be considered as delaying the time.

"Damn, what a disgusting ability, as disgusting as you." Gaschu kicked Dichano's body a few times, his tongue lengthened uncontrollably and he wanted to strangle him. He had never dreamed of such a bizarre thing!

The brave citizens around tried to come up to stop them, but were scared back one by one by Gaschu. Risut was worried about causing riots on the streets, so he just created a blade in the enemy's heart. In the eyes of passers-by, it was just two young men who inexplicably climbed over the wall from the second floor and then fell to the street and didn't move.

"Their phones do have orders from the boss. Besides us, the Bucciarati team is also wanted," Risutte said, ignoring Gacho's actions. He stood up and shared the information with Gacho. "The boss ordered them to stop us in Venice. They sent a message when they saw us. We should stay here. The next wave of pursuers might have the clues we need."

"Huh? We have to wait here again! Why do we have to wait? Why not go find Bessie and Prosciutto? The boss is on his last legs. What if someone else gets there first?"

"Knowing the boss's face is useless. It's not a fingerprint. Even if we can access the police's internal network, do we have to check every single one?"

"Just wait here, be patient," Risut didn't care about Kachu's tone. He had always been like this anyway, and people who had known him for a long time were used to it.

"Why are you being patient again? Patience, patience, patience! I'm getting so fed up!" Angry Jiaqiu kicked the corpse again. "Everyone can order me around. Do I even need you to give me orders?!"

"Hey, they've already fainted, and you're still treating him like this? Do you have any humanity left?" Someone in the crowd couldn't stand it any longer and started to lecture Jiaqiu, "Even if you want to take advantage of the situation, just take his wallet and leave."

"Huh? Huh?" Jiaqiu was just worried about where to vent his anger, and someone actually dared to run into the muzzle of his gun. He walked towards the place where the sound came from. A young man in a thin sweater looked at him without giving in, with a phone in his hand.

"You want to be a hero, huh?" Jiaqiu walked over and nudged the child. "Have you had enough milk? Let's talk right here. Don't cry for your mother later, little one."

"Gachu," Risut called him and asked him to solve the problem quickly.

"Squeak," Jiaqiu turned his head. The people around him dared to be angry but not to speak. The long-term rule of the gangs has made them forget what courage is. They are willing to cheer for this young man who still has a conscience in their hearts, but that's all. Faced with Jiaqiu's behavior, not only did no one stop him, but they all left.

Like a flock of sheep, Gacho dragged the young man into the alley.

"Kid, you're so lucky. Uncle has something else to do." Jiaqiu pulled the young man's hat off, and the pink hair underneath made him choke. But he quickly realized that the person in front of him was not his boss. He became even more angry and snatched the young man's phone. "Who told you to have pink hair? Ah, dye it for me, or I'll beat you up every time I see you! Do you think I'll be afraid if I call the police?"

"Yeah, if you're not afraid of calling the police, then are you afraid of your boss?"

The young man said this.

puff.

"He" Jiaqiu looked at the big hole on his chest in disbelief and fell down softly.

Tobio retrieved the phone and pressed it to his ear, "Boss, just like you said, Gacho has been dealt with."

Chapter 48 Bullying Tobio is always fun

"Just as I expected, if we provoke Gacho, he'll come to us on his own. It's a pity that Skeaero and Dichano died so quickly, otherwise we could have used them for a while. But you did a great job, my dear Tobio. Now, go and take care of Risut. Gacho is dead, and Risut is the only one left outside. Let's finish him off here."

"Okay, boss," Tobio picked up the cardboard from the trash can and covered Gascho's body with it.

The alley itself is filled with various smells. The place where Jiaqiu died is right in the sewer. No matter how strong the smell of blood is, it will be covered by the stench. As long as a little cleanup work is done, no one will find it here for ten days or half a month.

"Risut should have heard about my appearance, but he doesn't know who you are. Tobio, although I am the one who will kill him, you must approach him without revealing your true identity. Unlike Kachu, Risut's personality and abilities are also a mystery to me. You need to lead him to within 2 meters of you, which is the accurate range of the [Crimson King]. You can do it.

One more thing. Because of me, you are now missing a hand, and the Crimson King can only attack with his right hand. Don't forget this. I'm going to hang up, my Tobio.

"Boss, do we really not need to wait for the others to arrive?" Tobio asked quickly when he saw his boss was about to hang up. "The organization has experts in attacking Stand users. It would be safer to try to follow Risotto."

"We have too many traitors to deal with, and too few members available for the fight, so I have to inconvenience you. We are running out of time, my Tobio. If there is no one else around, I will rush over when you need me."

"Yes, I understand, boss," Tobio nodded and made a "beep" sound from his mouth.

"Ah, my head hurts!" Tobio rubbed his head after hanging up the phone. This shouldn't be the case. Every time I talk to my boss, I get a headache. As his most trusted secretary, I must overcome this shortcoming. Speaking of which, when exactly did my boss break my arm? Why can't I remember anything? Should I see a doctor?

Tobio didn't stay for long. The smell here was unbearable for him. His hat fell to the ground and was stained with strange marks. He didn't want to pick it up. He would just buy a new one later.

"Boss, this mission is going to be difficult," Tobio muttered to himself, rubbing the suspicious stain on his shoe at the alley entrance. "Even if Risut doesn't recognize me, he did see Gacho take me away. If Risut isn't a fool, he'll definitely notice his companion's disappearance. I'm a big suspect."

My boss hasn't been in a good state recently. Is there anything else I can do for him?

I can't just leave. If Risut finds Gachu's body, he will definitely notice my abnormality. At this time, I must take the initiative to walk up to him.

Tobio gritted his teeth, scratched his nostrils hard a few times, and after confirming the bleeding, he covered his nose and slapped it with his palms continuously, causing the blood to splatter all over his upper body. Then he ran towards the alley where Risut was.

As expected, Risut was guarding outside the alley. Tobio estimated the distance, deliberately did not look up, and rushed directly towards Risut's position.

Kill him before he gets suspicious! As long as you get within two meters, the [Crimson King] my boss gave me will work!

"You are not allowed to come over here," Risut spoke just when he was about to get close. Tobio felt a sharp pain in his ankle and fell directly to the hard concrete floor, with his face rubbing against the ground.

"Woooa ...

What's going on? Tobio looked at his ankle. There was a razor blade stuck in the wound. It fell to the ground along with the blood flowing out of the wound. A deep scratch opened up as Tobio moved. The pain, numbness, and itching made him wail. "Why?! It's bleeding! Why am I so unlucky!"

"look at me."

Hmm? Tobio looked at Risotto. Risotto saw that he was looking at him obediently, but he still had doubts. "Take your hands away, or I won't be able to see your face clearly."

Tobio, whose reaction was a little slow due to the injury, subconsciously obeyed the order and moved his hand away, but the gushing blood made him scream again. This time he didn't know whether to cover his nose or ankle first. His flustered movements made people feel sympathetic.

"Wow, I don't have any money on me," Tobio crawled back a few steps when he saw Risut's serious expression.

Am I overthinking it? This guy's face is filled with ignorance and fear. Is he not pretending? Is he really hurt by Jia Qiu's lesson? He doesn't look like an enemy. If he were an enthusiastic pursuer, he would never have such an expression. And he has more flaws than a baby.

This guy is just an ordinary kid, and Risut felt relieved. He moved closer, staring at the boy's face, ready to kill him if he showed any sign of error. "How did you get out of here?"

"Don't hit me, don't hit me!"

"Stop yelling. Where is the person who went in with you?"

"What, I don't know! How would I know these things?" Tobio broke down emotionally. He was so scared. Seeing this, Risut took three steps forward.

Why are you coming here! Tobio was shaking with fear. He was only four meters away from Risut. Wow, his head started to hurt again. It was so uncomfortable. Tobio's pupils were shaking rapidly and the frequency of his heartbeat began to become chaotic.

Four meters...two meters, and two more meters. As long as Risut walks two more meters, Tobio panted, there are still two meters.

"Please let me go, I really don't have any money," Tobio raised his hand and turned his face away completely to avoid looking at Risotto, indicating that he was harmless.

There was indeed nothing unusual. Risut observed again and found that the person in front of him was indeed just a child who became cowardly after being beaten by Jiaqiu.

"Gacho," Risut turned his head and shouted into the alley, "Gacho."

Two meters! It wouldn't take me even a second to run over there. Even with only one leg working, it's still a short distance. A fierce expression replaced his previous weakness. Pushing himself against the ground, Tobio stood up and rushed towards Risut!

But Risut suddenly took a step away from him and said, "Did you notice that there is a reflection in the water on the ground?"

The calf that had just exerted force suddenly relaxed, and the blade cut the calf muscles. Tobio, who had just stood up, fell again.

P.S.: I looked at the time in the lower right corner and feel like I'm going to be late today. If there are any typos, please point them out in the comments and I'll fix them tomorrow at noon.

Chapter 49: More and more suspicious

"Very interesting," Risut lowered his head. "Gachu is gone, but you only drew a little blood on his hand. You were clearly running away, but you actually ran towards me instead of the deserted side. Could it be that your brain was damaged?"

"I don't understand what you are saying! Your companion hit me, can't I retaliate against you?!" Tobio was shocked. The boss's orders were absolute to him. Because of the headache, he subconsciously followed the boss's instructions, but forgot how to think. Risut was already suspicious. In half a minute at most, he would attack if he found that Gachu didn't come out.

Damn, what is his stand ability? Is it space transfer? Why is my calf injured? Where did the blade come from?

My head hurts again. Tobio hugged his head. This miserable scene with his neck completely exposed temporarily dispelled Risut's doubts.

There is something wrong with this kid. Risut looked at Tobio's ugly appearance. Although it could be explained, he didn't know why he always had some inexplicable emotions when facing this weak guy.

Risute Nero, captain of the assassination squad, has strange black sclera and red irises. His stand is named [Metallica], a tiny stand hidden in the body of the original. His ability is to use magnetism to control nearby iron, so that the iron in the bodies of people, animals and plants that enter the range of the stand will be excreted from the body in various forms (blades, needles, scissors, etc.), while causing physical damage to people by sharp iron objects and anemia caused by iron deficiency; he can also let fine iron powder form various colors on the body of the original, so that the original body can blend into the environment, which is extremely suitable for assassination work.

"Don't hit me, let me go, I'm leaving now." Tobio knew that what he needed now was not to attack, but to get away from here, as long as he was out of Risut's sight.

"Unfortunately, no," Risotto said politely but coldly, "regardless of what you know or whether you are innocent or not, you must die here."

"What? Why?" My head hurts. Why am I so unlucky today? I'm so unlucky! Tobio lowered his head and just saw his own face. His eyes were trembling and his vision became confused.

"You are just a passerby. I will let you die without pain." As the captain of the assassination team, killing is not a problem that Risut cares about at all, especially the disappearance of Jiaqiu and the sneak attack of this kid. He will not hesitate.

deceptive.

The reason he joined the underworld was to avenge his cousin's child. Risotto's principles and ethics are the highest among the protagonists, and he was just trying to deceive Tobio.

Tobio was delirious with headaches. He didn't want to listen to Risotto's nonsense anymore. He just wanted to fight him! "Stop talking nonsense. You'll be the one screaming with fear next!"

"Really? You're running towards me again. Whether you're an ordinary person or a pursuer, the prerequisite for you to cause damage is to get close to me, right? You're not a stand at a distance."

Gulp, Tobio held his throat, there was something inside, the feeling of foreign body and tingling filled his senses, even the headache and foot pain were nothing.

What's wrong with my throat?

Tobio could only lift his head upwards; something was coming out, something already rising up his throat.

"Hah, hah, hah, wow," the sharp blade came out of his mouth, scratching everything that could be scratched. The fishy-sweet taste was everywhere. The blade hit his teeth and accumulated into a small pile on the ground along with saliva and blood.

These are real blades, and when did they come from?! As Tobio was vomiting, his human instinct made him catch them. Many blades fell directly into his hands, and the inexplicable sharpness made the blades pierce his palms.

"Asshole, I'm going to stuff all these blades into your asshole!" Tobio was furious. It was only such a short distance, and two steps would be two meters. Risut must die!

"Why do you only use your right hand? It seems like you have never raised your left hand." Risut was still unhurried, because more needles were emerging from Tobio's face, squeezed out in a swarm as he exerted force.

"Damn it!" Tobio swung his fist towards Risotto's face. The needle still in the skin either penetrated deeper or fell off. "Impossible! How could it happen again? You damn monster! Die!"

But Risut dodged all of them. Tobio only had the power of his right hand, and he couldn't use the power of his feet. How could he possibly hit Risut?

"You dare to provoke the gangsters when you see them, you have pink hair and your left hand is a fake. I am becoming more and more interested in you." When this kid swung his fist, Risut asked [Metal Products] to create blades on both arms at the same time, but the feedback from [Metal Products] was that there was no blood flowing through the left hand of this strange kid.

With just a turn, Risotto disappeared behind Tobio. Tobio, knowing something was wrong, looked back, but the street was empty, even the windows were closed, and there was no one there.

Where was Risotto? This is what he's capable of as an assassin?

Tobio walked around in disbelief. How could it be possible that a living person disappeared in broad daylight?

A person can only have one stand. It may have many abilities, but there is definitely one core ability. Other performances are related to this ability, but what does disappearance have to do with metal!

Tobio pulled out the needles on his face one by one. They were indeed made of iron. The pain and blood loss made him more and more manic.

Risut was hiding in the wall, his body coated in fine iron powder, completely invisible against the monotonous yellow wall. He was also wondering why this guy looked so much like his boss. Risut had already figured out that the left hand was just a prosthetic limb made of similar material to the human body. He needed to check in the alley. Jiaqiu's condition was unknown, so he had to make sure he was safe.

Just as Risut began to move, a distorted human voice called out to him.

Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep. The kid in front of me pouted for no apparent reason and made strange noises with a dazed look, just like a child imitating someone at home making a phone call.

Beep, beep, beep. In between imitating the sound of a phone with his mouth, this suspicious boy would also make some movements to look for the phone. Is it like he has a mental illness?

Risut stopped and the boy actually picked up a brick from the ground, put it to his ear and started making a phone call.

What is he doing?