The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

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Chapter 75 It's Okay, I Found You

Naples, Procida Island.

A remote cabin.

Early in the morning, the sun rises.

Polnareff slowly opened his eyes and stared blankly at the dilapidated ceiling.

Last night, he had a dream.

Dreamed of many old friends.

The living and the dead.

He didn't say anything, but struggled to support his body with his left arm and moved little by little to the wheelchair beside the bed.

Was planning to go get something to eat.

Suddenly, there was a piercing pain in the right eye socket!

Polnareff covered his eyes with his hands and endured in silence.

Until the pain fades away.

"Whoo~"

He let out a long breath and forced an extremely ugly smile.

"How could I be defeated by such a small difficulty?" Polnareff whispered to himself, "When we meet again, I must not let those guys look down on me."

The house is not big and there are not many things in it.

Apart from the bed, all that was left was an old-fashioned hanging stove and a rough wooden table.

Polnareff pushed his wheelchair, picked up a can from the corner where food was piled, placed it safely on the table, and then summoned his stand, the Silver Chariot.

"Please." He said softly.

The Silver Chariot was completely dim, and nodded imperceptibly. After aiming for a long time, he successfully cut off the lid of the can with the sword.

Polnareff breathed a sigh of relief.

After being severely injured by Diablo, he not only lost his right eye, right hand and both legs, but even his mental strength was much weaker than before.

The Silver Chariot that was once as easy as an arm,

Alas, just don’t say it.

There was a power outage, no water, and no food or clothing.

Polnareff survived all of this.

Looking at the 'arrow' hanging on the head of the bed, he pursed his lips.

No matter what, Diablo must not get the 'Bug Arrow!

The morning time is always boring.

Apart from taking care of necessary physiological needs such as eating, drinking and going to the toilet, Polnareff spent the rest of his time tinkering with a half-abandoned radio station.

He found this thing at a flea market on the island.

The Passionate Organization is very powerful, and Diablo's "eyes" are everywhere in Naples. With communications under control, this is his only hope of contacting the outside world.

However, Polnareff was not a professional after all, and could only make repairs based on his intuition.

"If I had known earlier, I would have studied more." He showed a look of regret.

If a top student like Jotaro or Kakyoin was here.

"Really? What am I thinking about?"

Polnareff pounded his head with his calloused left hand.

Let’s not talk about Kakyoin for now. If Jotaro was here, why would he bother contacting the outside world? He could just go to Diavolo’s house and block the door.

After all, that guy was a man who had defeated a vampire before!

boom! boom! boom!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

At the same time, a strange voice came into my ears.

"Why are you knocking? Get out of the way and leave it to the professionals."

enemy?

Polnareff's eyes flashed, and his face looked so gloomy that water seemed to be dripping out of it.

With a thought, he summoned the 'Silver Chariot'.

'squeak'

It was obviously locked tightly, but due to some strange force, the wooden door was opened inexplicably.

A dark-haired young man whom I had never seen before walked in from outside.

Seeing Polnareff, a look of surprise flashed across his face, "Finally found you!"

"So what if you find me?" Polnareff sneered and pointed forward, "Silver Chariot, attack!"

Just before the Silver Chariot's rapier was about to pierce the opponent's forehead, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Polnareff's ears.

"Polnareff, stop!"

Polnareff was stunned, and the attack of the Silver Chariot paused.

Jotaro, wearing a white windbreaker, strode into the room. When he saw Polnareff sitting in a wheelchair and having lost both legs, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"Jotaro!"

Polnareff's eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, he gritted his teeth and said, “Nice try, but unfortunately, I won’t fall for your trick!

Silver Chariot, attack!"

"Ah, ah, ah." Jotaro pressed down the brim of his hat so that others couldn't see his expression, "Do you think I'm a fake?"

As he finished speaking, the 'Platinum Star' appeared behind him.

Polnareff, who had a fierce look on his face just a second ago, was instantly stunned, "Are you really Jotaro?"

Jotaro nodded.

After a few seconds of pause, he said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay now. I found you."

"Jotaro," Polnareff called out his companion's name.

Coming back to his senses, he laughed, "Ah~ I'm so embarrassed that you saw me looking so embarrassed."

Jotaro curled his lips and pretended to be relaxed: "You can rest assured about this. I remember clearly how embarrassed you were back then."

"Forget it now, you bastard!" Polnareff slapped the armrest of the wheelchair in pretended anger.

At this time, Joseph was also helped into the wooden house by Josuke.

Polnareff exclaimed in surprise: "Mr. Joestar!"

"Polnareff!"

Seeing the miserable condition of his comrades, every wrinkle on Joseph's face trembled slightly.

However, the tacit understanding between the men allowed him to suppress his emotions well, and he deliberately said sarcastically: "OMG, how come you are in a wheelchair before an old man like me?"

"Well, hehe, there was a little accident." Polnareff scratched the back of his head with his only remaining left hand.

Jon shook his head and thought of Polnareff from his own world.

At that time, he, Bobo and Abdel came to Naples and directly defeated Diablo and his assassination team.

As a result, he and Abdel were fine, but Bobo was seriously injured.

Just like Luofengpo, Italy is a dangerous place for Popo. It is better not to come here if possible.

Thinking of this, Jon waved his hand outside, "Rongrong, it's your turn to perform."

"Mr. Joestar, I've told you many times that my name is Giorno Giovanna."

Rongrong had a dark face and walked into the wooden house reluctantly.

Polnareff looked puzzled and asked, "Jotaro, who are these three children?"

Giorno is thirteen, Josuke is sixteen, and John is eighteen.

In the eyes of the thirty-four-year-old Polnareff, he is indeed a child.

Jotaro lowered the brim of his hat.

Just as he was about to speak, Jon interrupted him with a wave of his hand.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that I give you legs, arms, and eyes."

Then he looked at Rongrong and said, "Can you help me with your 'golden experience'?"

Giorno's expression remained unchanged, "I'm a tour guide, not a doctor. I don't have the obligation to cure illnesses and save lives."

As if he had expected this answer, Jon shook his finger.

"If you can cure the man completely, I will give you 100 million lire."

Giorno was silent for more than ten seconds, then turned his head away as if he was upset.

"It's a word."

Chapter 76 Jon Lets the Arrow Go

'I wanted to refuse, but he offered too much'

——Giorno Giovanna.

“Golden experience!”

Giorno put one hand on his leg and pulled the collar of his suit with the other hand, striking a pose that was difficult to grasp and full of dynamic beauty.

Jon's eyes lit up.

No. As expected of Rongrong, she easily achieved the JOJO stand that I couldn't do!

Needless to say, the treatment process.

Ten minutes later, Polnareff stood up intact.

"What a magical ability!" Bobo blinked his newly replaced eyes excitedly, "It's incredible!"

Hearing this, Giorno raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

No matter how mature you are, you are still a thirteen-year-old boy at heart. It is impossible for you to remain completely indifferent when being praised.

However, the smile only lasted for a brief moment, and he looked at Jon with a sullen face, "It's agreed, 100 million lira."

"Give, give, give!"

Jon was in a good mood when he saw Bobo recover.

Relying on his tall stature, he put one arm around Rongrong and began to rub her 'donuts'. "Okay, you did a good job!"

Giorno's face was immediately filled with black lines, "Let me go!"

Jon is unique in that he can force the usually polite (and thieving) Rongrong to swear.

Jon laughed and let go of Giorno as if nothing had happened.

Jotaro smiled and pushed up the brim of his hat, "Yeah yeah yeah."

At this time, Polnareff suddenly asked: "Jotaro, who are these children?"

Jotaro pondered for a second, then looked at Jon with a deep gaze, his meaning very clear - you tell me what it is.