Once again, a substitute is a manifestation of spiritual power.
Just like a maintenance worker who carries a hammer and a wrench at all times, it is very reasonable for me, Jon Joestar, as a team-fighting enthusiast, to awaken a swing skill.
When encountering a strong enemy, just shout, "My son is the first to serve..."
Sorry, I'm cheating.
He shouted directly, "My nephew Jotaro, save me!"
At that time, Jotaro will appear directly along the 'Gate of Time and Space', raising his hand will cause a time stop. When the time stop ends, wouldn't it be great to be Euler and uncle at the same time?
So...
Watching the king is just fun, the real strongest summoner is me, 2.5 Qiao!
Scanning Jon's expression, young Jotaro lowered the brim of his hat.
Just as he was about to say something, his figure suddenly dimmed.
"Is it time?"
The young Jotaro looked thoughtfully at his palms, which were gradually becoming transparent, and said, "Anyway, you'd better come back as soon as possible, so as not to worry your family."
"I know." Jon waved his hand.
With his current mental strength, he can only summon two projections at a time, and the activity time of each projection is about three minutes.
If you want to continue to shake people, you must wait for the cooldown of 'Gate of Time and Space' to improve.
Jon was thinking that when Little D completes his transformation, there should be room for improvement in this ability...
The young Jotaro disappeared. Jotaro, who was wearing a white trench coat, couldn't help but press the brim of his hat.
What an incredible ability to summon projections from parallel worlds!
Having said that.
At the age of eighteen, I was really handsome.
"Mr. Jotaro, you are smiling." Sharp-eyed Josuke suddenly said.
Jotaro's expression turned solemn, "You are wrong."
"Really?" Josuke scratched the back of his head.
"He said you saw it wrong, then you saw it wrong. There are only two seconds left. What's the use of arguing with him?"
Jon patted Josuke on the shoulder.
Jotaro:???
At this time, Polnareff coughed dryly and said, "Jotaro, Mr. Joseph, what are we going to do next...I mean, are we going to fight against 'Enthusiasm'?"
When I heard a certain word, my furry ears pretended to be cold.
"Well." Joseph smacked his lips and looked at Jotaro.
Jotaro was silent for a few seconds and looked at Jon.
Jon was stunned for a moment and looked at Josuke.
Josuke was confused, "No, I'm just hanging out with Brother Qiaoen, don't look at me!"
"My stupid brother, sooner or later you will become a stand-in messenger in your own right..."
Just as Jon wanted to liven up the atmosphere, he was interrupted by Jotaro.
"Let's get down to business!"
He clicked his tongue in displeasure and said matter-of-factly: "Of course we have to do it! Not only do we have to do it! We also have to smash 'Enthusiasm' and Diavolo to pieces!"
Giorno suddenly interrupted, "This is impossible!"
Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, Furong shrugged, "You foreigners don't understand how powerful 'enthusiasm' is in Naples.
Gangs, police, and even the government are all colluding with them. Just a few of you are looking for death."
Polnareff nodded with deep feeling, "The blond guy is right. If Diavolo hadn't been so powerful in Naples, I wouldn't have been forced to do this."
As he said that, he glanced at everyone in the room and said, "I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I don't know how long I would have to huddle here."
‘Turtle’?
My dear friend, this word is not something to be said casually!
Jon twitched the corner of his mouth and thought of some bad things.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Jotaro put his hands in his pockets and said without changing his expression: "No matter what, there must be an explanation for this matter."
Explain = Let me, Euler, vent my anger.
Back then, the 'lover' could be occupied by Aqiang Euler for three and a half pages, and Diavolo tortured Bobo so miserably. Jon thought, a full page of Euler shouldn't be too much.
"Crazy, you are simply crazy!" Giorno looked at Jotaro in confusion, "I have already told you the horror of 'passion', why are you still looking for death!"
Hearing this, Jon couldn't help laughing.
After pausing for a few seconds, he adjusted his mood and spoke to Giorno in a gentle voice: "I told you before that there was no future in being a Yangko star, but you didn't take it seriously.
Now, I will let you see what a real black hand is."
Jon: Diavolo, look at the valuables you received, and you. You are neither human nor ghost, and you are the only one who wants to capture Bobo? Don’t let me see it in the Umberto Corridor.
You, when I see your hair, I must pull your hair off and slap you in the face!
Jotaro: Let me tell you, pink octopus, if you go against us, you will definitely not be able to eat as much juice as you. Remember this!
Jon: Come on, Josuke, give him the whole job!
Josuke: Blah blah blah! (Referring to Crazy Diamond’s punches as fast as lightning)
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One day later.
Naples, ‘Blue Bay’ restaurant, private room.
"Listen to me, Fuge, the homework you gave me is really too difficult!" Nalanja looked at his companion with pleading eyes, "It only takes one day, give me a holiday!"
"No!" Fuge refused without thinking.
After taking a long breath, he patted Nalanja's shoulder comfortingly, "Nalanja, you have to believe in yourself. Aren't you also proficient in the multiplication table I taught you a few days ago?"
"This... is correct." Nalanjia bit his pencil and said casually: "Simple arithmetic like one to one equals one, two to two equals six, and three to three equals nine is not a problem for me.
."
Fuge was stunned and asked: "What did you just say?"
"One and one make one, two and two make six, three and three make..."
Before the word 'nine' could be uttered, Fuge grabbed Nalanja's hair and slammed it on the table, "Two two makes four! Damn it! How many times do I have to teach you before you understand, you?
Retarded!"
"You just... said the number that cannot be mentioned, right?"
Mista, who was wearing headphones, suddenly raised his head and stared at Fugo with unkind eyes.
"Really."
When the matter has reached this point, Apache can no longer sit idly by and ignore it.
He stood up and said with an impatient look: "You guys are almost done, but you are disturbing my rest."
"Huh?"
The three of them looked at Apache.
Apache looked at the three of them without fear.
Just then, Bucciarati wearing a spotted suit came in.
After scanning a few non-stop men, he pinched his eyebrows with a headache and said, "Okay, stop making trouble, Mr. Bolbo has a task for us."
Hearing this, Mista and the others calmed down and asked one after another: "Bucciarati, what is the mission?"
Bucciarati has a serious expression.
"Mr. Polpo asked our team to eliminate the enemies of the organization. The guy's name is - Jan Pierre Polnareff."
***The author has something to say***
Keep warm when it’s cold, and don’t ride an electric bike around on the street at night. The author has unfortunately fallen into this trap.
Families, take this as a warning.
Feeling dizzy...
I owe you a chapter today, and I will make up for it tomorrow when I recover.
Tomorrow's Preview: Bucciarati Team vs. Protagonist Group