Earth.

LOL, an ordinary one-game match, the selection stage.

In the middle of the second, Yasuo opened his mouth to scold?

Assist the angry election of toads to take revenge on society?

After hesitating on the road for a long time, finally came a bright Galen.

Before the game even started, they had already lost most of the time in the selection stage.

It's really...

"It's so interesting."

Li Qing sat up straight, and the white light cast by the computer screen was reflected in his eyes, which was extremely bright.

For him, winning or losing doesn't matter.

A challenging game is the one that makes him happy.

Li Qing quickly moved the mouse, and easily found his best natal hero in the hero pool-

and his own name, blind monk Li Qing.

Click.

Are you sure.

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Player confirmed: Li Qing.

Hero Choice: Blind Monk Li Qing.

Random Map: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.

The game is loading...

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Meanwhile.

JOJO WORLD, ITALIAN, SICILY.

Palermo's port area, a nondescript hotel along the street, rooms on the third floor.

This room is not spacious and not luxurious.

A large European-style carved bed, old to crack, occupies half of the room, and the furnishings are so old that they look like they are going to mold.

Worst of all, the room was filled with a very strong fishy smell.

Thankfully, the windows were closed and the doors were locked, so the disgusting smell didn't waft out of the room.

At this time, the door was suddenly opened from the outside.

A tall, thin, bearded middle-aged white man walked into the empty inn room with four tall and stout young men.

They wore black suits that seemed to swallow the light, leather shoes that were shiny as if they reflected the light, and bulging bags around their waists that seemed to carry some kind of weapons, looking like the Italian mafia members in the movies.

The fishy stench that permeated the room came to my nose, but the young men in black with childish faces didn't feel disgusting at all.

They looked at the plain furnishings in this room for a moment, and then they all looked at the tall and thin middle-aged man in the lead:

"Boss Amor."

"Is this really the room where our top Passion executives have been?"

"That's it... Is it too frugal? ”

"The organization rules the entire Italian underground world, why can't even the cadres pay for their accommodation now?"

"Don't be hippie!"

The middle-aged man named Amor snorted in displeasure:

"Work hard, after the work is done, there is time for you to talk nonsense."

"I've memorized everything—"

"This is an urgent task ordered by the 'senior cadres' above, if something goes wrong, even God won't be able to save you at that time."

"Yes, yes, yes."

The people in black responded casually, but they still couldn't help muttering:

"What an important task..."

"Isn't it still the old business of those 'scavengers'?"

They whined casually as they familiarly put rubber gloves on their hands.

Then, a man in black took the lead and asked:

"Boss Amor, where did you throw away the 'garbage' this time?"

"Right there, under the bed."

Amor raised his hand and pointed to the empty carved bed in the middle of the room:

"Hurry up and clean up."

"Howler!"

The men in black nodded slightly, and they worked together to move the big bed that was in the way.

Soon, they moved the bed that was in the way.

Under the bed was the corpse of a woman:

A large piercing hole had been made in her chest, and her beautiful face was distorted by pain.

Ordinary people will definitely subconsciously feel sick and sick to their stomachs when they see this scene, but the four young men in black seem to be commonplace, not only do they not feel afraid, but they also smile and point to the corpse and chat:

"Tsk."

"It's pretty good-looking, but it's a shame to die like this."

"yes."

A man in black echoed his companion's statement, and carefully examined the wound on the corpse:

"Penetrating wounds, killing with one blow, it's really ruthless."

"The wound was more than a dozen centimeters in diameter, the heart was shattered into pieces, and the bones were shattered into granules, which is not something that any firearm and ammunition can do."

"I see... This is what the 'stand-ins' in the organization do, right? ”

Although they are only small minions on the periphery of the organization, they have also heard a lot of gossip in the organization, and know that there are many powerful beings with supernatural abilities in the upper echelons of the organization.

These superpowers are known as stand-ins.

"The blood hasn't dried up yet."

The four young men chatted with great interest as they began to carry the corpses into the large suitcase:

"Look at it this way, the killer hasn't gone far."

"And our emergency dispatch this time was made by the 'senior cadre' who refused to even reveal his name, and he personally called and ordered it ten minutes ago."

"In other words, that mysterious senior cadre with stand-in ability... Chances are it's nearby! ”

As they chatted, the boys' eyes lit up a little.

However, before they could tell their guesses, Amor, who was smoking a cigarette on the side, couldn't listen anymore:

"Enough!"

He snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand with his fingers, and shouted angrily:

"Bastards!"

"Are you here to be 'scavengers' or are you here to be Sherlock Holmes?"

"If you don't want to see God, shut your mouth for me!"

Those simple-minded young people had not yet realized the seriousness of the situation, but Amor had already gone through all the strangeness of this temporary mission, and vaguely guessed the true identity of the "mysterious high-level cadre":

There is no need for ordinary organizational cadres to hide their identities from their subordinates, and it is very likely that the other party is not an organizational cadre, but-

The top leader of the Passion organization, the boss.

Yes, as the peripheral leader of the Passion organization, Amor didn't know the name of his boss at all.

No one knew the name of the owner.

Because the boss doesn't like others to find out about his identity and his actions, he can't even speculate.

Those who tried to find out his identity were all dead without exception.

Every trace and clue left by the boss wherever he went was also erased by him flawlessly.

For example...

This woman.

Amor glanced at the corpse with a large hole in its chest, and already had some guesses in his heart:

The boss never showed his true face, and even those senior cadres could only contact the boss by phone.

No one knew his face, no one knew his name, no one knew who he was, at most they had heard his oppressive voice.

However, there are some things that can't be solved by phone alone.

You have to do it yourself.

And if some of those women are too smart, or too stupid, to notice the boss's extraordinary, then... The results speak for themselves.

"This is the Dark Emperor who rules over the Passion Organization..."

Amor was in awe of his boss's ruthlessness, and at the same time felt yearning.

The wicked always yearn for the strong.

Following such a mysterious, powerful and vicious boss, Amor is very satisfied.

And at this moment, the mobile phone hidden in his arms suddenly rang.

"Hello?"

Amor answered the phone and changed to a deferential tone.

A very oppressive voice came from the other end of the phone-

Amor had heard this naturally imperial domineering voice on the phone before, so he couldn't help but think that the other party was the boss of the organization who had never seen the beginning and the end of the dragon:

"How?"

"Amor, are you all cleaned up?"

"Hmm."

Although the "high-level cadres of the organization" who gave the order on the other end of the phone never revealed their identity, Amor replied with great caution, caution, and respect:

"Rest assured, my boys have already cleaned up the scene."

"We are professional scavengers, and we guarantee that not a single hair, not a drop of blood, will be left behind."

“.......”

The "organization cadre" on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and Amor immediately replied:

"Don't worry!"

"Our operations were very stealthy and no one noticed them."

"And although we are only 'scavengers' on the periphery of the organization, we are all fighters who are proficient in fighting firearms."

"If anyone is in the way, please believe it..."

Amor said in a firm tone:

"I, Amour, will never let go of any living mouth!"

As soon as the words fell...

"Ding!"

"The game loaded successfully."

"Player 'Li Qing', welcome to the wonderful world of JoJo."

In front of Amor's eyes, there was suddenly an extremely shiny bald head.