15 Chapter 15 The Heavenly Struck Popo
"Bruno Bucciarati..."
Jon was stunned, then widened his eyes.
"You are Bucciarati!?"
No wonder he always felt familiar looking at this little bowl-cut head.
Good guy, it turns out to be an 'acquaintance'.
"Uh... I am."
Bucciarati was a little confused.
Just then, Polnareff interjected: "Jon, do you know this kid?"
After a pause, his tone changed.
"Speaking of which, now is not the time to chat, we should do the right thing!"
"Hmm."
Jon nodded.
After thinking about it, he took out a pen from his jacket pocket, casually wrote an address on a napkin, and said to Bucciarati: "Bruno, if you have a chance, you can find me here, just report my name to the front desk."
"SPW Education Foundation? Okay, Mr. Joestar, I will."
Bucciarati respectfully agreed, clutching the napkin tightly.
Jon smiled, took out a few banknotes from his wallet and put them on the table, and left the 'Sea Serpent Restaurant' with his companions.
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The encounter with the young Bucciarati was just an episode, Jon did not forget the purpose of this trip.
Under the guidance of 'teary-eyed' Luca, the four of them wandered through the streets of Naples.
In no time, they arrived at an abandoned factory.
"This is our organization's lair." Luca looked at Jon cautiously, "Now, can you let me go?"
Jon didn't pick up the stub, but asked back: "Do you think I'm a fool?"
Luca was silent.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, skillfully pinned Luca's arms.
The gangster leader was shocked.
"You can't do this to me!"
Jon wagged his finger, correcting, "No, we can."
Upon hearing this, Luca's face turned red with anger, and his problematic left eye started to tear up.
Polnareff couldn't help but say, "Jon, just finish him off."
Jon gave Polnareff a very disdainful look.
"Don't always think about fighting and killing, we're in a society of law now."
Polnareff glared, "Then what do you suggest we do!"
Jon thought for a few seconds, then directly placed his hand on Luca's head.
"What are you doing! Let me go!"
Luca instinctively felt something was wrong and struggled desperately.
But the 'Strong Man Lock' executed by the French tough guy and the Egyptian tough guy was not so easy to break free from.
Jon's breathing rhythm suddenly changed.
Ripple rush!
Countless currents surged into the brain, and Luca immediately lost consciousness.
Polnareff and Avdol let go, allowing the gangster leader to collapse on the ground.
"Serves you right."
Polnareff, who is straightforward, spat at the unconscious Luca.
Jon waved his hand, "Alright, this guy has been electrocuted by me into an idiot, he won't be able to harm the good people anymore."
Death can be avoided, but living cannot escape.
Someone's hand is black.
Polnareff and Avdol shivered.
Goodness, that's really ruthless!
However, they were not pedantic people, and quickly put this matter behind them.
They looked at each other and stepped into the abandoned factory.
Luca is indeed not honest.
This is not the lair of the 'Passione' organization, but the hidden arms factory of the 'Passione' organization.
Upon seeing Jon and the others, the mafia guarding this place immediately took action, without any warning, they started shooting directly.
"Silver Chariot!"
"Magician's Red!"
In an instant, two Stands appeared behind Polnareff and Avdol.
One held a rapier, like a knight in armor.
The other was burning all over, like a phoenix rising from the ashes... uh, like a turkey rising from the ashes!
'Silver Chariot' and 'Magician's Red' showed their might.
The bullets shot at the three of them were all cut and melted.
Jon raised his hand, his index finger pointing at the mafia standing high.
Armament color enhancement. Ripple rush. Shigan!
"Piu!" "Piu!" "Piu!"
Ordinary people, witness the true power.
After stacking several BUFFs, the compressed air bullets shot from Jon's fingertips were even more powerful than real bullets!
Not to mention those mafia who were beaten and crying for their fathers and mothers, even Polnareff and Avdol were dumbfounded.
'Shooting with bare hands'
Is this a move that humans can use?
"What are you dazing for, go!"
Jon didn't explain.
He took the lead and rushed out.
Polnareff and Avdol had no choice but to follow Jon with full of doubts.
For ordinary people, Stands are an unsolvable existence.
Even if they are armed, they still have to kneel.
The situation began to tilt.
Just when Polnareff and Avdol thought the fight would soon be over, someone appeared...
"You've got a lot of nerve! Daring to cause trouble on my turf!"
The man's facial features were all squeezed together, so fat that you couldn't see his neck.
At first glance, he looked like a mountain of meat.
Jon immediately recognized who he was.
Polpo, a member of the 'Passione' organization, Diavolo's confidant.
"I'm going to make you wish you were dead!"
Polpo was furious, and a shadow flashed under his feet.
"Be careful, his Stand can move in the shadows, watch your back!"
"Wha... cough cough cough..."
Because of the shock, Polpo was directly choked by his own saliva.
In this world, no one knows what his 'Black Sabbath' ability is except for himself.
He didn't expect that the kid on the other side would casually reveal his biggest secret.
What the hell!
"Shadows, huh, watch this!"
Avdol, with his superb battle wisdom, almost instinctively thought of a way to restrain the other party.
Blazing flames!
The dazzling firelight almost 'burned' the nearby shadows to ashes.
Seeing this, Polpo was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
A Stand that controls fire is simply the biological father of "Black Sabbath".
It's like you're taking six Grass-type Pokémon to fight in a Fire-type pokemon.
Just see if the other party's Charizard and Arcanine will burn your Bulbasaur and Oddish to death.
There's nothing to say, it's just two words - 'countered'!
"What, is this the strength of the enemy's leader? It's laughable."
Polnareff relaxed in his heart and controlled his Stand to rush forward quickly.
Polpo dared not be careless.
He quickly recalled 'Black Sabbath' and tangled with 'Silver Chariot'.
Fortunately, his body was large and his shadow was dense enough.
With the addition of the darkness, 'Black Sabbath' and 'Silver Chariot's' close combat soon took the upper hand.
Polpo smiled slightly.
But, he was too happy too early.
"Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!"
Stepping out from the 'inner world', Jon who rushed to the front of the enemy didn't think much and just started a frenzied attack.
Armament Haki + Ripple Qigong, even an elephant can be killed!
Polpo vomited blood and flew several meters, his huge body fell to the ground with a bang.
His eyes rolled back, and he couldn't get up again.
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