[JOJO] Dual personality is inherited

Although there was no class today, Paret didn't want to go out with his bad friends. His bad friend took him out to find women, which was absolutely not allowed by his brother.

It's not that his brother is in charge of his private life, it's just for his safety. From a certain point of view, women are very dangerous, especially for people with special identities like them.

But Paret's older brother wasn't destined to make him just a normal guy.

Paret Kyad, Creedy Kyad's most precious younger brother, is 16 years old and still in high school. He is a relatively shy type, and it has something to do with family.

As the boss of the gang organization, Creedy protected this younger brother very well, and his friends did not have any restrictions, but they were all beaten by this elder brother.

"I really don't want to go..." Paret rejected his bad friends as usual. If his brother knew that he went to the nightclub, he would probably break his leg.

"Haha~ When you have a girlfriend and take off your pants on the bed but don't know what to do next, you should know what an important teacher you have rejected now!" Huyou patted his head and laughed and left.

Paret's face turned red. Of course, he knew what the bad friends were doing. Young people always have some visions and imaginations about the opposite sex.

"Cut..." Paret kicked the pebbles at his feet towards a random place. He stared at the innocent pebbles as they rolled, and was finally blocked by an obstacle.

Paret raised his head suspiciously, and what he saw was a smiling woman leaning against the wall.

He had never seen such a coquettish and beautiful woman, with long pink hair casually draped over her shoulders, a black deep V lace blouse that lined her chest, and a dark purple skirt that wrapped her hips to outline her body line, with intertwined fishnets Socks have a sense of bondage, which can arouse some special desires in men.

The other party's eyes were like flower petals. Paret swore that the metaphor he used was definitely on the physical side. Those green eyes really broke into several petals. Although it was weird, it was beautiful.

"Are you Paret Kyard?" Although it was a question, the other party had obviously confirmed his identity long ago.

"Are you also someone who wants to deal with my brother?" Paret obviously has experience in this area.

"Obviously." She stood up straight against the wall and walked towards him with graceful steps.

"I advise you not to approach me." Paret was very calm, because the other party was surrounded in the next second.

Heh... Ordinary people are so naive...

He didn't care about the group of people around raising their guns at her, Diablo pursed his lips, and didn't even give them the slightest look, still looking at Paret who was not far away.

"Shoot!" The gangsters that Creedy set up beside his younger brother didn't talk nonsense, seeing Diablo take another step, they immediately opened fire.

It's a pity that such a beautiful woman died - Paret thought so one second, but the situation over there has completely changed the next second.

The gun was indeed fired, after all, the muzzle was still smoking, but...why didn't there be a sound?Not only the voice, but also the woman in front of him disappeared.

"Ugh!" The gangster on the farthest side flew towards his companions, and several of them were knocked to the ground by him.

Then a few shots were fired, and the people who fell on the ground couldn't get up completely.

Except for the few seconds deleted in the middle, Paret watched the whole process, his eyes widened, and he saw the strange woman teleport to the side, and then the gangster flew out by herself, and the woman picked up the gun on the ground , neatly executed the remaining few people...

run!This was Paret's first reaction, and he did.

boom--

"Ah!" The bullet accurately sank into his thigh, and the pain caused him to stagger and fall to the ground.

He hurriedly reluctantly got up, but the pain in the back of his neck caused him to lose consciousness.

Kid's younger brother has been kidnapped, and next, she needs to go to a place before seeing that brother - go home.

"Mom?" Giorno, who was sitting on the sofa reading a book of fairy tales, watched in bewilderment as Diablo came back with a fainted man, who was still held by the Crimson King.

"Giorno, I need your help." Diablo threw Paret to the floor, "I remember that you have the function of positioning the life forms you created?"

"Yeah, no matter where I go, I'll know." Giorno jumped off the sofa and walked in front of Paret, noticing the guy's injured leg, "Do you want to treat him?"

"Yes, I need to control this guy's whereabouts."

"no problem."

……

"Ha... ha... huh..." Paret sat up suddenly, gasping for breath, he felt as if he had a nightmare... No!

Looking around, isn't this... the place where I was shot? !He remembered being stunned by something, why is he still alive now?

Paret looked down at his leg... It didn't hurt at all, there were holes and bloodstains in the leg of the trousers, but the skin was unscathed?He opened his mouth, a little confused, could it be that everything before was really a dream?

Paret, who had just thought this way, overturned it in the next second, because a corpse not far away reminded him that all this is true.Lying there was the member of the organization who was his bodyguard.

Obviously the members of the organization were killed, but his own wounds were gone. Fear and confusion filled his mind. Paret quickly got up and headed in one direction.

"In times of confusion and fear, people always run to the place they trust the most..." Looking at Paret who was leaving, Diablo's figure appeared from the side.

Although the location of Kyad's younger brother was investigated, his brother's stronghold here was not found, and this kid was still needed to lead the way.

"Brother!" The office door was knocked open with a bang, and Paret broke in with a pale face, but Creedy was not the only one.

Regarding his younger brother's recklessness, he could only support his forehead and wave his hand to signal others to go out.

Paret, who was eager to speak, finally waited until there were only the two of them left in the room. At this time, he was much calmer than before, took a deep breath, and said slowly, "Brother... the organization member you sent to me was killed by a woman. killed..."

Hearing this, Creedy frowned, "Is he from a hostile organization?" He looked up and down at his younger brother, and found blood stains on his trousers, "Are you injured?"

"No...no, I don't know what's going on..." Paret rubbed his head in confusion.

"I think... I can explain all this for him..." A familiar yet unfamiliar female voice sounded behind Paret, and he reflexively wanted to turn around, but his neck was pinched, "If you move, you're dead, okay? "

Paret paused when he was about to touch his neck, slowly raised his hands to show that he was harmless, and looked at his brother bitterly.

Creedy had no idea how this woman sneaked into the office. The doors and windows were all closed. Although there was no lock, how could someone push the door and not know?

It would be even more impossible to ambush here in advance. Let’s not talk about whether outsiders know about this stronghold. Before Paret came in, there were more than a dozen people here. The office space is not large. If you hide in advance, it is impossible for no one Discover!

"What's your purpose?" Although Creedy thinks this woman is dangerous, it seems that there is room for negotiation. If it is a real hostile organization, he will definitely not talk nonsense with him.

"It seems that you really treasure this little brother..." Diablo put his finger on the aorta of Paret's neck with a little force, and glanced at Creedy's left hand. Don't think she didn't see that. Little tricks of the guy.

Creedy gritted his teeth secretly, but had no choice but to throw away the cultivation weapon hidden in his hand.

"Can we have a good talk now?" Diablo smiled, "I need you to deal with another gang organization, and I can provide the funds... Whether you think it's a threat or a hire..."

"If you don't make this deal, I might suspect... Oh, are you a man..."

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