The next battle is almost beyond the scope of my knowledge reserve. Simply put, this question is beyond the outline.

Originally, I thought that the strange fights of stand-ins were enough to dazzle people, but it seemed that I was watching the sky from the bottom of a well - the supernatural beings in Yokohama were not counted, but grandma saw this gorgeous fighting method that could tear down the entire Kujo family. It cannot be summed up by a single ability or stand-in ability.

The entire swamp was frozen with one foot, and the towering icicles were surrounded by special effects like will-o'-the-wisps. This was not a battle, but a unilateral crush.

Stop, such a duel is no joy!

I can't figure out what's going on here. It seems that I can only get the answer from my grandma after she has abused that unlucky guy enough. By the way: I know who I inherited my abnormal personality from. that's it.

Let me just say, father and mother are both normal and funny, how could it be possible to give birth to a daughter like me with such an abnormal personality and temper?

"I haven't done anything for a long time, and the old bones can't keep up." Grandma threw the unlucky bastard on the ground, and the courtyard of Kongtiao's house changed from a swamp to a courtyard again. Birds could even be heard, as if there was nothing at all just now. Nothing happened.

Seeing me staring at her, she snorted, "Isn't it common sense to transform into a beautiful girl before fighting?"

"...Do you think you are some beautiful purple girl..." I complained.

"You owe me a lesson, haven't you?" She rolled my eyes at me, and the young and beautiful skin dissipated like mist, revealing the grandma who was no longer young.

"What the hell is this..." I stood up and stared at her seriously.

"Illusion," she said.

"I think it's more believable to say that it's superpowers." I complained.

"I wanted to teach you, but it turned out that you, an idiot, have no talent in this area, so I gave up." Grandma shrugged, and stomped the ground with her cane.

In the whole world, only my own grandma would say that I am an idiot, "When did you teach me?"

"Didn't I play for you when you were six years old? You were scared and cried like an idiot—"

six years old?

woc, I remembered.

"How can a normal person scare his granddaughter with a zombie hungry ghost!" I said angrily, "You call that 'play'!"

"If you are qualified, you can easily see through mere illusions, but unfortunately you are an idiot, it's fine if you don't see through, and you were so scared that you couldn't sleep for two days..."

"How can there be a grandma like you!" I yelled, "You go to take the childcare certificate for me!"

Okay, I once again felt who was to blame for my personality.

"Hmph." My grandma just snorted disdainfully, and poked the assailant lying on the ground with her cane, "Just do some shameless things."

"What the hell is going on?" I asked her.

"The enemy's illusionist, really, it's too disrespectful and respectful to pick on a helpless old lady like me." She looked downcast, completely ignoring her " The fact that the old lady who has no power to restrain a chicken has just beaten a young man in his middle age.

"...No, what I want to say is, what is this 'enemy'... You won't have provoked some mafia forces while traveling around the world, right?" I squeezed through my teeth A little possible guesswork to come.

Although I have even worse guesses on my side, but generally speaking, of course, the less serious one is asked first.

Grandma's expression turned cold.

"Every family will have it. Children like this can neither get along with their brothers and sisters in harmony, nor can they meet their parents' expectations well. Even their attributes seem to be the spoils of the old king next door who climbed the wall..."

"The more you talk, the more outrageous you are! Tell me the key points!"

"Tsk." My grandma squinted, showing a rather disdainful expression, "I have something to do with Eight Daime on Pengo Lie's side... Then Pengo Lie recently had some small incidents with a fast-rising new gang. conflict, so I was brought into trouble by Chiyu, understand?"

"..." I held my forehead.

"A bit related?"

Believe in you, you are a ghost, you are a very bad old woman.

As far as you just did it, I'm afraid it wasn't that Peng Gelie was at least a cadre-level person when he was still alive.

I understand why you suddenly used slang at the airport and replaced "family" with "family"!

"You are being too modest. After all, you are the guardian of the mist of the eighth generation, so it doesn't count as a disaster for the fish in the pond." I felt a heavy weight on my head, and it was obvious that something jumped on my head.

"ciao." The little baby squatted on my head and said to me.

I keenly grasped the words "Guardian of Yatsudaimegiri". It seems that my grandma is really a cadre?

"Your consultants outside the door are free enough. If you don't help out in Italy, you can come to Japan to play." Grandma sat down in the corridor, "Is there someone protecting 'over there'?" A rare look of nostalgia appeared on her face. gentle expression.

"You can rest assured about this. But the other party's standing system seems to be different from ours, and our side is also very troublesome." The little baby lay on my head and continued to chat with grandma.

Both of them ignored me completely.

"...You guys, is it really okay to just talk about this in front of me?" I asked.

And you get off my head first!

"And the opponent's boss is also very difficult to track down, otherwise it would be good to assassinate him directly, but none of the people sent out to track it down have returned, so it's a headache for the boss." The little baby continued to ignore me.

...I'm not an idiot, they don't avoid me talking about it because they hope I can hear it, so I guess, the "different standing systems" they are talking about are probably "stand-ins".

So based on the information given in their dialogue, I think I may have guessed which emerging gang is the "bottom line conflict" with Penger.

"The gang that is in conflict with you can't be Southern Italy, the 'enthusiasm' from Naples?" I asked.

"Huh, isn't that obvious?" The little baby jumped off my head and squatted down next to my grandma, "Xue Nai said before that this 'combat power system' that makes us feel tricky is very likely you will have some clues , it seems that it is not in vain.”

"Ah, ah, Li Baoen, you actually call me Xue Nai directly, it's so out of the ordinary." Grandma laughed.

I rubbed my forehead, "So in the end, grandma, you are still entangled with your family."

She lowered her eyes and showed an indifferent expression, "I am a person who knows what I want. Your grandpa used to be the most important, but now that your grandpa is gone, you are the most important. Being entangled with the consultant outside the door is just It's just a means to keep the most important thing safe." She raised her head, with cunning honed in the corners of her eyes, "If I'm not mistaken, my grandson-in-law also has this ability, right, and it's quite strong."

"..." I said why your grandson-in-law, grandson-in-law is so happy...

"Don't plot against Jotaro!"

"Heh." She stood up and reached out to pat me on the shoulder, "In terms of love brain, you have inherited me perfectly. Stupid granddaughter."

... I'm not, I'm not, I'm not a love brain!

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