This night, the dark tide was surging all over Italy, and almost all of Italy's stand-in messengers were gathering towards this side, and a large number of ordinary people were also waiting for their bosses to give orders to charge forward,

At six o'clock in the morning, as soon as the sun appeared, Giorno, who had been tossed all night by the dew companions on the shore, had to get up from bed, straighten his messy hair, and began to think about what he would do today.

"Forget about the part-time job.,I'm not going today.,Should I familiarize myself with the use of a stand-in at home or just go find the guy who calls himself Jotaro.。

Giorno was stunned suddenly, he, like, didn't ask for a phone number? Picked up the information on the ground and flipped through it again.,Okay,It's true that I forgot about it.,After all, hearing that his father is a vampire This kind of thing has a big impact on him.,

"Hey, big manga artist, do you have that Jotaro's phone number here?"

Still lying on Giorno's bed, the shore dew companion who was sleeping soundly woke up and yawned,

"Mr. Jotaro? I have, but I don't think you need to take the initiative to contact him, he should come over, he's a tough person, and he will definitely do what he says, so you just wait for him to come to you. ”

After a pause, the shore dew shook his head a little unpleasantly, because the waves were too late last night, so he was still a little sleepy now.

"Giorno, give me a breath of life, and then let's go out for dinner, authentic Italian food, I need a perfect mix!"

There was a knock on the door, and Giorno froze for a moment, and then guessed in his heart who it was.

Sure enough, it was Jotaro's cold face that opened the door, and he asked,

"Do you want to go for an interview, your stand-in ability?"

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In the center of a woods not far from the school, Jotaro and Giorno stood face to face, and the stand-in behind them appeared, and the blue-purple platinum star and the gold-colored gold experience formed a certain contrast.

After all, a muscular man, a slender type is still very contrasting,

"Let's try your strength first."

Jotaro didn't talk nonsense, and directly let the platinum star control the power to start the combo, but the power was controlled very well, so good that the platinum didn't even bother to shout,

Giorno also let the golden experience start to block, but although he gained a lot of stand-in proficiency through the Heaven's Gate of the Northwest Old Man (Shore Dew), his young age and the stand-in he just obtained still made his parry a little weak.

The two hands just barely blocked the one hand of the Platinum Star waterproof,

Jotaro himself completely ignored the two stand-ins of Zhenghuan who was beaten, and walked quickly in front of Giorno,

"Take my punch and try it, and see how much of your father's bloodline you inherit."

Jotaro ran the breathing method and gathered the strength, and the fist the size of a child's head erupted, and the whole person exuded a dangerous aura,

"Ora!"

A punch was thrown, and the wind of the fist even blew up Giorno's specially groomed hair, and then ......

Bombarded in the shadow behind him, Giorno looked up, the platinum star that had been with him before had disappeared, and then he rolled directly forward, leaving the previous range,

In the shadow of a tree behind him, an oversized double with a large felt hat and a black cloak was dragging his broken arm towards the shadow.

"You're with Jotaro Kujo, right? You only have one path to choose, and that is the path of death! ”

Even if he tries to escape, this brainless guy will never give up his mouth,

As for why the stand-in of Polpo, the enthusiastic organization cadre of the ontology in prison, came here? This is because according to Jotaro, Bugarati doesn't need to hide anything, so Bugarati is not hypocritical, and directly reported the fact that Jotaro came to the organization with an arrow.

The boss hasn't said anything yet, Polpo can't sit still, this arrow is not something he can take at once, it has been integrated with his stand-in, and he can't die if he takes it out?

Doesn't this change the trigger conditions of his long-range auto-controlled stand-in, and then release it to trouble Jotaro.,But what he thought in his heart was that even if he failed,,He won't panic.,Anyway, Jotaro can't find his body.,

Well, this kind of thing, just think about it,

Jotaro, who has already read the script in advance, said that this kind of guy, that is, it's not easy for people to stay in prison, otherwise I will easily hammer three,

The fist covered with the platinum star broke all the nearby trees and blasted them away, and in less than a second, the black Sabbath, which was still burrowing into the shadows and trying to escape, was completely exposed to the morning sun.

Then under the gaze of the few people around who were about to come over to help, it turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

"Ahh

Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat and turned his head towards the woods, it's hard not to believe that this guy is deliberately squatting on this poor stand-in,

Next to him, Giorno's brain began to run rapidly.

"Mr. Jotaro came to me on purpose today? He knew about this stand-in, and even knew that this stand-in would come to attack him, so he deliberately set up such a trap...

No, it can't be counted as a trap, this is a frontal direct kill, a battle arena is arranged, and then it is solved? What a terrible intelligence ability, is the assassination specially carried out by others also in his intelligence! ”

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group chats,

Tanjiro: I'll help with Mr. Jotaro's business!

Administrator: Interesting, fate, this kind of thing is allowed to enter ordinary group members, is it really not a big deal?

Group leader: I studied it, it shouldn't be a big problem, this fate won't directly trouble you, he's the kind of, well, how to say it, it's more inert, and it's not that no one has changed, although the result of the change is not very good.

Flying Squirrel: Well, I'm not going, fate is such a thing, I always feel that super-level magic doesn't work very well, but if you lack any props, you can come to me.

Bard: When are you coming back, didn't you say that you would be ready for the day, and eighteen hours have passed now.

Group Leader: Wait a minute, this side of the game should be broken soon, I can feel that the rotation of the gears of fate is beginning to accelerate, and these stand-in messengers who have been silently gathered are expected to surface in a short time.