[JOJO] They all say that there is no such disease as juvenile dementia!

Proxiet is not here, maybe he went out to do missions, he usually completes missions very quickly... But I feel a little strange, I never think about where Proxiet has gone... But I don't see him today. ……miss him?

I originally wanted to ask Risut about Proxiet, but I still didn't go, because I'm not a member of the assassination team after all, and... when did I start to miss people?

It seems that after the Meloni matter is settled tonight, I have to relax, otherwise I will be abnormal.

"Meloni~ are you alright? It's just..." I urged Meloni, who was tinkering with motorcycles, for the 12th time.

Meloni waved a wrench and said to me: "It seems that the last mission broke this place...it can't start."

"Tsk, don't you have another car?" I hate waiting for people the most.

Meloni said helplessly: "Your expenses for a week here almost catch up with our expenses for a year. Do you still have a car?"

"..."

After speaking, Meloni continued to tinker with his motorcycle.

"Hey... Meloni, didn't Gaccio buy a new car?", I touched Meloni and said.

"You don't want to die?" Meloni gave me a supercilious look.

"Oops... Isn't Gaccio going to watch the quarter-finals tonight? He ignores Risut every time he watches the game... Surely he won't know.", I continued to egg on Meloni.

Meloni is the only one who likes to tease Gaccio as much as I do. We all like to watch Gacciu blow his hair. He and I are connected in this respect.

Meloni stood up and looked at me, and he and I saw three words in each other's eyes at the same time --- a good idea!

Meloni said: "I'll get the key, you drag Gaciu, don't let him find out."

I patted my chest confidently and said, "No problem!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, didn't you go in here? Did you grow up eating flies! Here it comes! You guard it!"

As soon as I entered the door, I heard Gaccio shouting angrily. He obviously likes the Italian team so much, but he still wants to scold them... I really don't understand.

"Which team are you watching, Gaccio?", I leaned in front of Gaccio and asked.

"Which one can it be? Italy! Italy! Who else can I look at besides Italy!" Gaccio yelled at me extremely violently.

I saw Meloni tiptoeing down the stairs with the key in hand. Jiaqiu seemed to have heard something and was about to turn his head to look.

"Pfft—" I held the Coke in his hand and squeezed it hard, spraying the Coke and ice cubes on his face.

Jiaqiu immediately turned his head back, froze the Coke for a moment, and put the solid Coke back into the glass.

Jiaqiu's face turned dark all of a sudden: "You bastard..."

"I'm leaving first! Come back and bring you something good!", I was so scared that I ran away in a hurry, it would be bad if I really got into a fight with Jiaqiu.

"Lixi, Jiaqiu's car is simply dDimolto!" Meloni drove the car to express his appreciation.

"That's for sure... I paid for it," I said as I took off my coat and threw it on the backseat.

Meloni glanced at me and said, "I thought you were just an ordinary little girl with a special double."

I smiled: "Do I look like that?"

"perhaps?"

"I'm 20, Meloni." I patted Meloni on the shoulder and said.

"Oh? You look like a teenager at most." Meloni was dubious.

"Hehe..." Dead Meloni, wait until I get you drunk and you'll know how powerful I am.

When I got to the entrance of the bar, I found that there was no parking space at all. No wonder Meloni said that riding a motorcycle is the best choice.

"Oh! You should be able to park there." Meloni said, pointing to a gap between two cars.

"That's too small..." I asked Meloni suspiciously.

"Trust me!", Meloni turned the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator, and the car turned 180 degrees and fell into the gap.

"Ahh! I'm about to bump into Meloni!", seeing that the rear view mirror was about to collide with the reverse of the car next to me, I quickly reminded Meloni.

"I got it!"

Meloni promised me so, but the car suddenly accelerated and backed up...

"What are you doing?", I looked at Meloni in disbelief.

"I'm a little nervous thinking it's Gacho's car..." Meloni broke out in a cold sweat.

"So you stepped on the accelerator and knocked off ours and everyone else's rearview mirror?" I yelled, grabbing Meloni by the collar.

"I'm sorry."

At this time, a man knocked on the window on my side and said, "Apologies are useless, why do you need the police! Hey! Get out of here, you stinky bastard!"

"Ah...?", I turned my head and glared at the man and said, "What did you call me?"

The man was startled, but still shouted arrogantly: "Damn! Get out of here with your man! I'm a black man, do you know that?"

"Pfft—" Meloni laughed.

I stood on the car seat and looked down at that man. I was upset when I crashed Jiaqiu's car. This man still has such a bad mouth...

I grabbed him by the hair and slammed down hard. His face smashed through the car window and he fell straight to the floor.

"It's over Lizzy...now we broke the window again...", Meloni looked at me with wide eyes.

I wiped the cold sweat off my face and said, "No...it's okay...buy another one tomorrow morning before Jiaqiu finds out."

"Just take it and fix it?"

"Yes... yes...", sorry, rich people think differently.

In the end, Meloni and I decided to find the mother first, and the car will be repaired tomorrow morning.

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