Falling into the connected space = eternal exile.
As long as the portal is not opened, the 'Notorious B.I.G' will move endlessly in the closed-loop space and will never be able to return to the real world.
‘Know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle’
How could Jon, who was familiar with the enemy's personnel configuration, not be prepared for the "invincible substitute" who almost wiped out Rong Rong, Bucciarati and others in his original destiny trajectory?
Not only the Guards, but also the White Pink Team that appeared in "Shameless Purple Smoke", he has prepared ways to deal with it.
(Jon: This substitute messenger (referring to himself) is obviously super powerful but too cautious)
Chocrat and Psycho looked at each other.
They all saw deep shock in each other's eyes.
Even if you throw a pebble into the water, you can still hear a sound.
How could the trump card of their personal guard disappear so quietly?
It's like you excitedly prepared wet wipes, found your favorite movie, took out a high-reality one-to-one pour-coated cup, and told your family that you were going to pour it as an 'arrogant performer' p>
Result....
Can't stand up.
It’s embarrassing!
Joe Crater's scalp felt numb for a while, and he controlled the fungus and put his head back on his neck.
Psycho stopped pretending to be stupid and quietly sneaked underground.
At this time, Jon turned his head and looked at the only two remaining members of the Guards.
He stretched out his hand and raised a cruel smile, "Sa, let's count your sins."
Joe Krat and Psycho's expressions froze.
......
......
At nine o'clock in the morning, Lisut led his men to the villa on time.
As soon as he got out of the car, he felt something was wrong.
The smell of blood at the door is too strong...
"Something must have happened last night."
Thoughts were surging in Lisut's heart, but his face remained calm.
However, the youngest Bessie does not have such a deep palace.
He swallowed nervously and tugged on Proshute's sleeve.
"Brother..."
"Bessie." Prosciut said calmly, "You must always remember that you are a mafia."
Yes, I am a gangster.
Hearing this, Bessie braced herself up.
Iluso, Gacho and other ‘old fritters’ couldn’t help but laugh secretly.
Because there were no maids or waiters in the villa, the group knocked on the door and went straight into the house without waiting for a response.
After arriving at the place where he met the boss yesterday, Lisut unexpectedly discovered that in addition to the boss, there were also a few new faces.
He didn't dare to look too much, and he led his men to salute: "Boss, good morning."
"I'm not good." Jon's face dropped, "Someone came to kill me last night, and I'm not good at all."
Ah this...
In a word, just give it to Risot.
Jon suddenly smiled, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, these little people have nothing to say.
Let’s talk about today’s team building activity.”
The so-called team building means killing...oh no, killing Diavolo, the boss of the 'Passionate' organization.
Lisute's eyelids twitched and he concealed his expression well, "Please give me your orders."
Jon didn't say anything and gave Rong Mi a look.
Giorno understood and sent the prepared check to Risot and others.
"This is?"
Risot took the check in confusion, and his eyes suddenly widened.
Darling, so much money!
"I heard that your life is very difficult." Jon smiled, "This is my little thought."
In the original destiny trajectory, the income of the assassination team for one mission was 20 million lire, divided among nine people. The remuneration received by each person was actually similar to that of ordinary working-class people.
Do the hardest work and get the least money.
I’m talking about these unlucky kids.
Because they are poor, Holmaggio and others only dare to order coffee when they go to high-end restaurants. Iluso has to go to the airport to use Wi-Fi to chat. Prosciut is anxious to kill people just to evade fares...
As for Lisute having no money to buy socks, Gaqiu works as an air conditioner, and Bessie makes potted plants.
If I say too much, I will shed tears.
The Mafia is the only one who has gotten to this point.
"boss..."
To be honest, Lisute was indeed a little touched.
The former boss treats you like a piece of grass, but the new boss treats you like a treasure.
No comparison, no harm!
Not only Risot, but also the rebellious six-man assassination squad also had a greatly changed impression of the new boss.
If it were a galgame, the favorability of these six people would not be said to be overwhelming, but at least it would be enough to date them out.
Giorno curled his lips vaguely.
Is this a gangster?
Are these the gang members he once most admired?
The childhood filter was broken, and he found that he seemed to have no obsession with becoming a Yangko star.
After all.
Jon Joestar.
It's all your fault!
In the blind spot where Jon couldn't see, Rong Rong's eyes were sharp.
But, thinking about the lira earned these days...
Giorno swallowed quietly with a sly expression.
"Since you have accepted my gift, you must do a good job for me. As you know, I hate white powder deeply.
It just so happens that there is a department in ‘Enthusiasm’ specifically responsible for white powder.”
Jon tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically and slowly said four names.
The group of six also bowed their heads respectfully, "I got it, boss!"
This wave, this wave is material determining subjective initiative.
Working as a worker, working as a soul.
For Lira, fuck the fucking white powder group!
"Very good, I will be rewarded heavily after the work is completed." Jon waved his hand, "Today's team building is cancelled, go to work quickly."
Lisut and others felt excited.
"Yes!"
The assassination team came reluctantly and left happily.
Polnareff and Josuke were dumbfounded by this change.
Bobo touched his erect hair, "Incredible...Brother Jon, what on earth did you do in the previous world?"
Josuke also added, "That's right, Brother Jon, at first I thought you were joking with me, but I didn't expect you to really be the boss!"
Although Jotaro didn't speak, his ears perked up.
"I have been a pirate, a hero, and a special instructor of a special organization."
Jon held up his hand.
"Of course, my job is to be a second-generation rich man. Young Master Qiao, the legendary heir to 'Joestar Real Estate' and 'SPW Consortium', is none other than himself."
The expressions of several people: (⊙_⊙)
Damn it, he tricked me!
Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat and said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah... let's not talk about this anymore."
After a pause, he asked: "When are we going to find Diavolo?"
"Why are you so anxious? Once Ritsut and the others have cut off Diavolo's last wings, we will go over and pull that guy out from the dark corner!"
Jon punched.
"When the time comes, those who have a grudge will seek revenge, and those who have an injustice will avenge themselves. Those who have no grudge or injustice, just punch them a few times to feel happy."