stand-in creed

Darby shouted so loudly.

But at this moment, Hall Hess' voice came from the car pile.

"Don't believe Darby's nonsense, Zebelin brat. If you lose, Darby will have your soul no matter what the bet you have made!"

"Hall Hess—!!!"

Darby looked angrily at the pile of cars.

Why is this Hal Hess still alive?

Wasn't it as miserable as it was called just now?

Now it seems that this Hall Hess is not only alive, but even alive and kicking!

"...Huh?"

Nero also looked curiously at the pile of cars.

He was wondering why this cowboy named Hall Hess had suddenly turned his back on him.

"I surrender, Monsieur Zeppelin! Will you let me out?"

"Surrender? Why should I trust you?"

"I will tell you all the information I know right now! For example, the information I have learned about the rest of the stand-in messengers, such as the specific address of Dior in Cairo, such as the whereabouts of the "Jostar" group! "

"... Joestar?"

Chapter 14 Osiris and the Emperor Part [-]

Joestar?

Nero hadn't heard of it at all.

In this day and age, even the Internet is not popularized. Unless the business is spread all over the world, and the wealth is at the top of the pyramid, how can a Roman hear about a wealthy businessman in the United States?Just like in the 21s in the previous life, when everyone asked who the ten richest people in the world were and what they were engaged in, few people would be able to answer without the help of a search engine.

However, although Nero had never heard of Joestar, he could understand from Hole Hess' words that this so-called Joestar seemed to have an unusual status.

"Jostar? Who?"

"A team of five substitute messengers is now on their way to trouble Master Dior."

Right now this Hall Hess has not tried to assassinate Dio.

The cowboy didn't know that Dior was so arrogant that he could even turn a blind eye to assassinate him, let alone a little bit of insignificant information.

But there is only one thing that the cowboy is sure of, that is, if he persists, Nero will confirm with his own eyes that he is not dead.

One only needs to recall the viciousness of Nero, a 15-year-old kid who pretended to compromise but suddenly turned his back on him.

The only one who can restrain him is himself.

Because of this, Hol Hess was convinced that if he did not surrender, he would definitely die here.

He has countless girlfriends all over the world, and he is not particularly short of money, and he has not lived enough at all.What's more, unlike Dio's loyal servants, he has no loyalty to Dio at all, and it's not worth losing his life for a vampire like Dio!

Fuck off, vampire boss!You are fired!

"...five?"

Although Nero had never heard of Joestar's name, he didn't even know what substitute abilities this group of people had.

But even if it is the weakest stand-in ability in the world, if it can gather five people, it will be a team that can make a qualitative change.

Enough to win TI8.

"Stay under the car now, and I'll ask you again after I get rid of this gambler."

"...Eh? Can't you just release it!"

"Do I look like a fool? If I let it out, what will you do with this gambler besieging me?"

As soon as the words fell, the seven cars piled up around Hall Hess squeezed in again, and the cowboy was so frightened that he screamed again and again: "Don't stop! I'll just stay here! I'll stay here, don't move the car Already!"

Not to mention anything else, even if you can't see the face of the cowboy under the chassis, you can tell that this is an unscrupulous guy just by hearing the voice.

Unlike the vampire in the Roman cemetery who was fanatical about Dior, like a fanatic during the Crusades, this is a beat-up worker who can fire his boss at any time, a typical egoist.

Such a person is loyal.

But there is only one object of loyalty, and that is himself.

"Stay still."

"Don't forget me!"

Although Hall Hess said so, how could he expect Nero to liberate him?

Instead of expecting Nero to let him out, it is better to expect that when Nero is dealing with Darby, the police in Alexandria will drive over with a tow truck to get rid of the cars on his body, and then run away with oil on his feet.

But the next moment, Hall Hess was stunned.

The seven mountains pressing on him suddenly spread out.

Before the cowboy came back to think about which direction to run, he was pushed into the back seat of a car by the golden double, and then three cars were stuck up.Two cars sealed the left and right doors, and one Taishan sealed the front and rear windshields that had been shattered long ago, blocking Hall Hess tightly.

Undoubtedly, this was to prevent the "Emperor" from Hall Hess's sneak attack, and also to prevent the cowboy from escaping.

In the next second, Nero was holding Darby's collar and standing on top of the iron lump formed by four cars. Under the eyes of the Egyptian people looking at the gods, he flew up a thousand meters into the sky, heading towards the wilderness outside the city. Ridge flew away.

Stand on the iron lump.

Nero looked again at Darby, who looked at the sky below from time to time but was extremely calm.

Nero could see that the composure was not fake.

"The altitude of a thousand meters is enough for normal people to fall to pieces, and you, a gambler, don't feel afraid?"

"Fear? Have you ever tried to be on the top floor of the Empire State Building, being hung out of the window by your own brother's collar, with the feeling of 440 meters above your feet, Qibelin? I was terrified at that time, but now I have grown up long ago!

"Except Lord Dior, there is no one or anything that can scare me anymore in this world."

Darby calmly looked at the scenery a thousand meters below, and took out a cigarette against the wind and lit it.

Nero moved his hands and feet: "Then Mr. Gambler, who has grown up, are you still going to continue to threaten me with the soul chips in your collection book?"

"It's not whether I'm going to threaten you, but from the moment you are still thinking about this issue instead of throwing me from this height, my threat has already taken effect, Kibelin's brat."

Although Holle Hess exposed his stand-in ability, Darby didn't feel that he was heading for failure.

Not only that, a touch of confidence gradually appeared on Darby's face.

"Aren't you frightened, Zeppelin?

"At the moment when Hol Hess, that shameful traitor who betrayed Lord Dio, revealed my substitute ability and learned that if I lost, my soul would be taken away, you were "shaken".

"The degree of shaking is about the same as that of a child who wants to buy a toy at a few years old. When he pulls the corner of his parent's sleeve and shakes it, his arm shakes. Although it is not very big, it is indeed shaken. And this evidence that is--"

Darby yelled.

Nero took a deep breath.

"I've had enough of your nonsense, Gambler."

Ripple is blooming.

Nero swung his right fist, ready to hit the gambler's face with a hearty ripple attack.

However, just as Nero was about to punch, he found that his right arm was so heavy.

Look down.

"!"

Nero was astonished to find that there were "scratches" on the right arms of himself and his stand-in.

Something invisible and intangible was holding his right arm.

Obviously this guy's double was still floating behind him, why was his arm grabbed.

"—Your soul, I have caught a little bit."

Darby said with a smile.

Nero frowned.

Darby rearranged his clothes.

"Although rationality can overcome sensibility and make you think that you will not be trapped in boring moral kidnapping, this does not mean that the influence of sensibility really disappears.

"Your sensibility is thinking, when you look back on your past life at the end of your life, will you regret that you didn't save these innocent souls today?

"You can pretend to turn a blind eye, but you can't really forget the chips of my soul in this booklet, and your emotional "compassion" that is suppressed by reason makes your soul shake a little bit.

"And this wavering, when you try to "escape" a bet with me through rationality, will amplify the sense of defeat in your heart-you subconsciously feel that you can't beat me in the bet!After all, how could a 15-year-old good student with a good family education and no bad habits be able to beat a seasoned gambler?

"You think you can't beat me!"

boom!

The left fist of Stairway to Heaven hit Darby directly, Osiris God appeared and tried to defend, but saw Stairway to Heaven's extremely fast jab was withdrawn suddenly when it was about to be blocked, and changed to an uppercut to directly hit Osiris God jaw.

The dark green stand-in and the gambler flew up tens of centimeters together, and landed back on the iron lump with a plop.

And Darby wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"You didn't beat me down! You really agreed!"

"You're wrong, Darby, I just suddenly figured it out - can Dio beat you at the gambling table?"

"Of course! That adult is different! How could it be possible for an ordinary person like me..."

"Darby, I'm going to beat Dio."

Nero interrupts Darby's praise of Dio.

At a height of one thousand meters, Nero leaned back slightly and made a gesture of sitting on the air, raised his legs, and posed a wonderful pose with his stand-in.

Nero didn't know why he wanted the concave shape, but he just wanted it.

"As early as the moment I left Rome, I was prepared to die on this journey. If the Dio I want to defeat can easily defeat you, then I will also defeat you in a fair manner.

"If I can't even do this, it just means that I'm a weakling who deserves to never see Dio's face."

"Enlightenment, it's such an exciting word, but I'm already past this age—so what do you want to bet on, Mr. Zeppelin? Mahjong? Solitaire? Russian roulette?"

"Guessing punches, one game determines the outcome.

"But you can guess, will I change my gesture?"

Speaking of it.

Nero stretched out his fist, hovering quietly between the two.

Chapter 15 Osiris and the Emperor Part Five

mora.

This is an ancient banquet game.

According to the "Wuzazu" written by Xie Zhaozhe, a poet of the Ming Dynasty, it can even be traced back to the gesture orders of the later Han Dynasty.Then, with the continuous development of Asia-Europe trade, it spread to Europe, and then developed to the whole world.

Nowadays, the only people in the world who know nothing about boxing games are just newborn babies and backward tribes far away from the world.

"A boxing game that determines the outcome..."

Darby looked at Nero's fist stretched out in front of him, and fell into deep thought.

Is there any point in this action?

Suddenly, Darby showed an expression of enlightenment.

"Looking at your expression, it seems that you want to understand something, gambler."

"Shh, be quiet."

Darby doesn't want to communicate with Nero.

In the heart of the gambler, he was looking at the fist in front of him, thinking crazily.

Darby thought so.

'It's a psychological warfare.