Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 84 Matter Determines Subjectivity

Falling into connected space = eternal banishment.

As long as the portal is not opened, the 'Notorious BIG' will be endlessly active in the closed-loop space, and will never be able to return to the real world.

'Know yourself and the enemy, you can win a hundred battles'

How could Jon, who is familiar with the configuration of the enemy's personnel, not be on guard against the "invincible substitutes" that almost killed Rongrong and Bugarati in the original trajectory of fate.

Not only the personal guard, but even the white powder team that appeared in "Shameless Purple Smoke", he has prepared a way to deal with it.

(Jon: This stand-in messenger (referring to himself) is obviously super strong but overly cautious)
Chokrat and Sike looked at each other.

They all saw deep shock in each other's eyes.

Even if a stone is thrown into the water, it can still be heard.

The trump card of their personal guards has disappeared so quietly?

It's like you are in high spirits, ready wet wipes, found your favorite movie, took out a high-fidelity one-to-one film cup, and told your family as an 'arrogant performer' that you were going to play.

结果
Can't stand up.

It's embarrassing okay!
Chokrat's scalp went numb for a while, and he controlled the mold and put his head back on his neck.

Sai Ke didn't pretend to be stupid, and quietly sneaked into the ground.

At this moment, Jon turned his head and looked at the only two remaining members of the Guards.

He stretched out a hand, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Sa, let's count your sins."

Chokrat and Sike froze.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Risut 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 was too strong.
"Something must have happened last night."

Risut's thoughts surged in his heart, but his face remained calm.

However, the youngest Bessie did not have such a deep city.

He swallowed nervously and tugged at Proshette's sleeve.

"Big brother."

"Bessie." Proshette said lightly, "You must always remember that you are a mafia."

Yes, I am from the gang.

Hearing this, Bessie lifted her spirits.

The 'old fritters' such as Iruso and Jiaqiu couldn't help but chuckle.

Because there were no maids and waiters in the villa, the group knocked on the door and entered the house without waiting for a response from the inside.

He came to the place where he met the boss yesterday, and Risut unexpectedly discovered that in addition to the boss, there were a few more faces.

He didn't dare to look at it any longer, so he saluted with his hands, "BOSS, good morning."

"I'm not good." Jon grimaced. "Someone came to kill me last night. I'm not good at all."

Ah this
In a word, it would be impossible to straighten Lisut directly.

Jon smiled suddenly and waved his hand: "Forget it, a few little people, there's nothing to say.

Let’s talk about today’s team building activities. "

The so-called team building is to kill oh no, the 'passionate' organization BOSS Diablo.

Risut's eyelids twitched and he concealed his expression well, "Please tell me."

Jon didn't speak, and gave Rong Mi a look.

Giorno understood and sent the prepared check to Risut and others.

"This is?"

Risut took the check suspiciously, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

Baby, so much money!
"I heard that your life is very difficult." Jon smiled, "It's a little bit of my heart."

In the original trajectory of fate, the income of the assassination team for one mission was 2000 million lire, and nine people shared the money. The remuneration for each person was actually similar to that of the ordinary working class.

Do the hardest work for the least amount of money.

It's about these unlucky kids.

Because of poverty, Hallmaggio and others only dare to order coffee when they go to high-end restaurants. Iluso has to go to the airport to use wifi to chat.
I won't say anything about Risut having no money to buy socks, adding Qiu as an air conditioner, and Bessie making potted plants.

All in all tears.

The Mafia has gotten to the point where they are the only ones.

"BOSS"

To be honest, Risut was indeed moved a little bit in his heart.

The former boss takes you as a grass, and the new boss takes you as a treasure.

There is no harm without comparison!
Not only Risut, but the rebellious six-member Assassination Squad also greatly changed their impression of the new boss.

If it is GALGAME, the goodwill of these six people can't be overthrown, at least to the extent that they can make an appointment.

Giorno pursed his lips obscurely.

Is this the gangster?
Are these people the gang members he once dreamed of most?
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 was all your fault!
In the blind corner of Jon's invisible line of sight, Rongrong's eyes were sharp.

But, think of the lira earned these days
Giorno swallowed quietly, his expression embarrassed.

"Since you have received my gift, you have to do good things for me. You know, I have a deep aversion to white powder.

Coincidentally, 'Passion' has a department dedicated to white powder. "

Jon tapped his fingers on the table rhythmically and slowly said four names.

"Wuladimir Kogach, Angelica Atanasio, Vittorio Cataldi, Massimo Polpe."

He said solemnly, "I want them to die."

Assassination?

We do it well!
Risut looked solemn, "Got it, BOSS."

The group of six also bowed their heads respectfully, "Got it, BOSS!"

This wave, ah, this wave is matter determines subjective initiative.

Workers, work souls.

For the sake of Lira, fuck the fucking white powder group!

"Very well, I will be rewarded a lot after this is done." Jon waved his hand, "Today's team building has been cancelled, let's go to work."

Risut and the others felt a heat in their hearts.

"Yes!"

The assassination team came reluctantly and left happily.

Such a change made Polnareff and Jousuke stunned.

Bobo touched his standing hair, "Brother Jon, what did you do in that world before?"

Jousuke also answered, "That's right, Jon, I thought you were playing with me at first, but I didn't expect you to be the boss!"

Although Jotaro didn't speak, his ears perked up.

"I have been a pirate, a hero, and a special tutor for a special organization."

Jon shrugged.

"Of course, my job is the rich second generation. The legendary heir of 'Jostar Real Estate' and 'SPW Consortium', Mr. Qiao, is not talented, but himself."

The expressions of several people: (⊙_⊙)
Damn, he pretended to be!

Chengtaro pressed the brim of his hat, "Yeah ah ah. Don't talk about that."

After a pause, he asked, "When are we going to find Diablo?"

"What's the hurry, when Risut and the others cut off Diablo's last wings, we'll go over and drag that guy out of the dark corner!"

Jon punched.

"At that time, those who have revenge will take revenge, and those who have grievances will avenge their grievances. Those who have no grievances and no grievances, just punch a few punches and feel happy."

(End of this chapter)