The Bizarre Adventure of Pirates

Time stands still!

Using time stop twice in a short period of time is a huge drain on him.

But after seeing his eighteen-year-old self, Jotaro, who is about to enter his thirty-year-old years, suddenly feels that he can still hold on a little longer.

He took a second to adjust his breathing, and with the remaining second, he directly knocked the young man in the belly-baring clothes and tiger-skin hat away.

Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat, "Then, time began to flow."

Time stop is such an unreasonable ability. Before Mista could react to what was happening, he was sent flying.

Jon twitched his lips.

If he didn't have a certain basis of goodwill towards Bucciarati and his gang, he would have killed them in a matter of seconds.

By the way, it must be painful to be hit by Aqiang's fist.

"Mista!"

Another companion fell, and Fugo could no longer stand idly by.

Bucciarati's heart trembled, and he quickly dissuaded him: "Fugo, don't!"

Brother, smoking purple cigarettes is very strong.

Fearing that the situation would be difficult to resolve, Jon flashed to Fugo and placed his finger between his eyebrows in a flash.

The door of the subconscious mind, open!

of course.

Every major has its corresponding counterpart and every profession has its specialization.

If classmate Xiao D uses this ability, he can implant a mental imprint and completely change a person from the root.

For Jon, this move is equivalent to "silence" in rounded form.

Fuge only felt his consciousness blurry, and he was actually disconnected from his stand.

Jon took the opportunity to knock the other person unconscious.

Seeing this, Bucciarati felt both relieved and a little uncomfortable.

Entering the front battlefield, the "Passionate" team led by Bucciarati has been almost completely eliminated.

Josuke pouted in disappointment.

Unexpectedly, the Apache, which had been silent, suddenly attacked!

The target of his attack was Josuke, who looked the youngest and easiest to bully among the group.

"Crazy Diamond!"

When it comes to fighting, Josuke has never been afraid of anyone.

Without thinking, he summoned his substitute and went straight for him.

"Dulala la la la la!"

Despicable Neapolitan thugs, come and see the iron fist of justice from Morioh Town!

Ruthless! Continuous! Beating!

Apache's fierce expression froze in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, Cha Ge was beaten to death by Crazy Diamond.

Jon couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said, "Josuke, that's enough! Don't let anyone get killed!"

Josuke made an 'OK' gesture, and with an idea, he healed Apache's wounds and took out the bullet.

Then, it started 'du la la la la' again!

Jon:

Brother, that’s not what I meant.

I still have a bad cold. Will there be a third update? It depends on my condition tonight.

Chapter 81 BOSS

early morning.

Narancia suddenly opened his eyes.

What I saw was the familiar ceiling.

He sat up from the bed and scratched his head in confusion, "After all this time, it turns out I was just confused in my sleep."

Mista and Apache were defeated by the enemy. Why would I have such a dream?

At this time, the door opened.

Bucciarati enters.

Seeing Narancia wake up, his expression was obviously much more relaxed, and he asked: "Narancia, how do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Listen to me, Bucciarati." Narancia said excitedly, "When I fell asleep, I had a very interesting dream. I dreamed that our team went to complete the task assigned by Mr. Polpo, and the result was..."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

Because he saw the bitter smile on Buccellati's lips that could not be concealed no matter how hard he tried.

"Bucciarati?" Narancia was very confused. "Did I say something wrong just now?"

Bucciarati didn't know how to start the conversation and pondered over his words for a long time.

After a few seconds of silence, he took a deep breath and said word by word: "In fact, that was not a dream. We were indeed defeated miserably."

Naranja: ∑(△｀)?!

“Also,” Bucciarati continued, “Our team is no longer ‘passionate’.

Now you, me, Mista, Abbazi and Fugo, the five of us are peripheral members of the 'J' organization."

"Wait, my mind is a little confused!" Countless question marks appeared on Narancia's head.

Then, he suddenly realized, "If this is true, we will be hunted to death by 'Passion'!"

Bucciarati smiled and rubbed Narancia's messy head, "You slept for three whole days, and a lot of changes have taken place in Naples.

Under the pressure from Mr. Joestar and others, the "Passion" organization is on the verge of collapse. Not to mention small minions like us, even big shots like Mr. Polpo may not be able to save themselves."

At this point, that terrifying figure flashed through Bucciarati's mind, and he shuddered involuntarily.

John Joestar.

That guy is simply a devil!

I often say that if Rongrong was able to become a gang leader in nine days, it would not be a problem for me, Qiao, to become the godfather of the Italian Mafia in just seven days.

——Jon Joestar.

A villa in downtown Naples.

"Mr. Joestar, please allow me to offer my loyalty to you."

The old Turkle knelt on one knee and kissed the ruby ​​ring of the young man on the seat with an extremely humble expression.

Jon's expression was indifferent, "You must follow the rules in the future. I don't care about other things, but there are some things I really don't like.

Don't do that kind of business anymore, understand?"

"Of course, of course, your words are the will of the Lord, Mr. Joestar."

Turkle nodded, nervously took out his handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

This guy in front of me is a natural born evil star. In just three days, I don't know how many people from the "Passionate" organization have been killed. If he takes my life because of a disagreement, I will have no place to cry.

"Humph."

Jon didn't show any good face to this old fox. He just sent him away casually after a few words.

After the people walked away, he turned around and looked at Rongrong, whose expression was stiff, and asked with a smile, "Do you know him?"

Giorno opened his mouth and said, "The boss who manages Blackwater Docks."

The great man who was once out of reach is now like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy.

Such a gap had a huge impact on Rongrong's inner world.

Three days.

In just three days, this man named John Joestar reshuffled the power in Naples.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the ‘enthusiasm’ is about to end!

Jon saw Rongrong's reaction. He raised his mouth slightly and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a man with red eyes came over.

"Boss." The man said in a deep voice, "My men have brought them here."

"Very good." Jon nodded. "Thank you for your hard work, Risut."

Risut Nero, the leader of the "assassination team" who died at the hands of John in another world.

In this parallel world, because they could not gain Diablo's trust, the 'Assassination Team' was kept in cold storage for a long time, like a chamber pot, and was only taken out when needed.

A day ago, Diablo ordered Risotto to attack and kill John.

As a result, he was successfully instigated by Jon who was well prepared.

Risut has quite a few men under his command, six in total.

They are Formaggio (stand-in: Bound Feet), Illuso (stand-in: Man in the Mirror), Prosciutto (stand-in: Martyrdom), Bessie (Beach Boys), Menillo (stand-in: Baby Face), and Gacho (stand-in: White Album).

When they saw Jon, the six people had different expressions.

Risut coughed lightly.

The six people then reluctantly greeted him, "BOSS."

Jon’s expression remained unchanged, “I know you all have unique skills and you don’t obey me.

It doesn’t matter, I can give you a chance to challenge me.”

Glancing at a few people, he added, "By the way, you can all come together."

This is what I said

So crazy!

Not to mention the six-member group, even Risut himself's eyelids twitched when he heard it.

This young BOSS and the old, sinister BOSS have completely different styles.

Yes, it's difficult.

Jon chuckled.

Illuso, Gacho, Prosciutto——defeated opponents.

Bessie, Menillot—not worth mentioning.

The only one who poses a bit of a threat is Formaggio, whose power and speed panels are low.

When the time comes, I will raise my hand to summon Jotaro, and then stop time and hit him. If there are still people standing on the field, it will be him, Joe, who loses.

"Boss, that's not what they meant."

Risut and John have fought each other several times and have some basic understanding of the strength of their boss.

These people are good at assassination, but if they face off head-on, they will probably be beaten to a pulp.

Just changed jobs, so don't be too arrogant

As he said that, he glared and said, "Hurry up and apologize to the boss!"

The six men might not be convinced by Jon, but they were convinced by Risut.

Risut spoke, and several people lowered their heads reluctantly, "Boss, we were wrong."

"It's okay. I'm a very generous person and never take these little things to heart."

Jon smiled brightly.