Uchiha's superpowers

The crisis started when I sent those three emails.

I hailed a taxi to go back to the hotel where I was staying, but as soon as I got in the car, I realized that something was wrong.

'Such a weak child is a cadre...?It's unbelievable. '

The driver sitting in the driver's seat thinks so.

"Guest, where do you want to go...Hello!"

He was about to pretend to say a few words, but I had already opened the taxi door with no expression on my face, and got out of the car without looking back.

I learned a lesson from Giorno Giovanna, after that time I never put the suitcase in the trunk of a taxi anymore, but put it directly on the back seat and watch it all the time .

So now I can just drag my luggage down and get ready to find another taxi that has no problem.

Really, the Italian taxi industry is also doing too badly. Eight out of ten trips are faulty, either fraud or stealing, and the remaining two take you directly to heaven.

"Hey! Wait! You kid!" Holmaggio also immediately followed me out of the taxi, and yelled after me, "Do you know where the boss's daughter is?!"

He put his hand on me, and at the same time activated the stand-in, and stabbed it hard with the knife on the stand-in's index finger. I moved slightly, and broke free from his restraint. There was a tearing sound.

A few torn strands and fluff fell lightly before my eyes.

There was a bit of chill on the shoulders. I turned my head to look, and it was really a big opening. A sleeve was dangerously connected to the clothes, as if it would fall off in a second.

In stark contrast to the clothes of the tragic sacrifice, my shoulders were unscathed.

The child's skin is tender and fair, soft as if it would break if rubbed, but different from the fragile appearance, the body transformed by my super power has the same characteristics as my original body.

——Invulnerability, infinite strength.

A little cold sweat broke out on Hormaggio's forehead.

'No injuries?How can it be!Is this kid's stand-in ability to avoid damage? '

It seems that this person is aiming at Diablo's daughter.

I was a little surprised. I didn't expect that the information would be leaked just after the email was sent, and it was still directed at me.

It was as if he knew in advance that the task would be handed over to me.

Before Polpo's death, Bellicoro was in charge of protecting Trixie. Diablo originally wanted to hand over the task to Polpo after Bellicoro received Trixie, but because of When I suddenly appeared, he changed his mind again, and decided to protect Trixiu directly by himself, and take a look at who the traitors in the organization are by the way.

Because of this level of tasks, only cadre-level members in the organization are qualified to be responsible. In order to temporarily conceal my identity before the time comes to push me to the surface, and at the same time confuse the betrayers and prevent them from targeting me When it was transferred to me, Diablo handed me the badge symbolizing the cadre at the very beginning.

After cleaning up the traitors this time, Diablo will push me to the surface, announce my identity, and at the same time hide myself behind this fake identity of the young master.

This is the plan Diablo told me about.

But as two souls in the same body, the conversation between Diablo and I will never be exposed to the outside world, so they can only speculate from the information revealed so far to 'protect the boss' daughter' This task will be handed over to me.

Polpo's death, and the cadre badge I showed in the restaurant...?

'Kill him, Speranza. ' Diablo said in my head.

Although he said so, but...

[If my time regression works on someone else, at most it can only bring his physical condition back to one day ago. ]

I also remember my own settings firmly.

'Then erase his memory first. ’ Diablo said, ‘Next, go join Bugarati and the others, and be careful not to get yourself hurt. '

Because I could only watch it from my limited perspective and didn't feel any pain, Diablo didn't know that Hormaggio had already attacked once, so he didn't notice any abnormalities in his body.

I replied calmly, [Okay, Diablo. ]

Hormagio approached me in order to stab me with his index finger to activate his substitute ability [Little Foot], making me infinitely smaller and could be tortured by him at will. Now the distance between me and him is about the same Recently, as long as I reached out, I could hit the back of his head with a banana like a seven, causing him to lose his memory.

And I did.

I can use this ability to replace his memory with a random day, but in order to match my description of Diablo, I also use mind manipulation to imply that his today's date is yesterday, so that he can create a lost day The illusion of memory.

good.Finish.

Taking advantage of his momentary dizziness after being hit on the back of the head, I walked to another street expressionlessly, hailed a taxi that had no problem and went back to the hotel I booked.

I lay back on the soft car seat and let out a heavy sigh.

What a tiring and boring day.

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Hormaggio felt himself dizzy for a while.

The world in front of his eyes seemed to be covered in thick fog, which was generally blurred, leaving only colorful thick black blocks and faint lights and fog flickering. When he slowly woke up while leaning on the cold iron wall of the car, he suddenly I found myself standing on a street I had never seen before for some reason.

The man with a reddish-brown cropped hair and two fierce furrows shaved along the shape of his head straightened up and touched his head in doubt, only to slowly recall how he got here.

After completing another assassination mission, he was allocated a few million lire. Because he was in a bad mood, he randomly picked a taxi in the car that had been shrunk down by himself and drove out. He planned to go for a drive in Naples at night and find a home by the way. The bar relaxes and unknowingly drives up the street.

Because I didn't know the way at all, I planned to come down and ask passersby, but because I was driving a taxi, I was ridiculed by the passerby as a poor ghost, and I couldn't hold back and wanted to do it...

and then?

Then because of the sudden dizziness, the passer-by ran away, tsk, I felt even more upset.

Hormagio kicked the taxi hard and annoyed, but it hurt his own foot instead.

“啊啊啊啊啊——！真火大！什么破酒吧啊！不去了！”他一瘸一拐地坐上了驾驶座，连去酒吧的心情都没有了，打算直接回到暗杀组Gathering places to go.

Hormagio habitually reached out his hand to pull the handbrake, but instead touched a somewhat hard, slippery paper.

He picked it up and took a look, and found that it was the map of this area, and the route to here was marked with light pencil marks on it.

"What, I brought a map with me." Holmaggio glanced at it, put it down without paying attention, pulled the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator, and started the car.

It was not until the surrounding night scenes slowly flowed through the car window, the dark tree shadows, the gray streets, the empty lonely streets, and the brilliant and colorful lights of Naples at night, that Holmaggio flickered in the silent light and shadow. Suddenly realized something.

He brought a map with his destination clearly marked.

That being the case, why did he think that he drove carelessly on that street unconsciously, and because he didn't know Lu Te, he stopped the car and asked passers-by?

There is an inexplicable intuition that only belongs to the stand-in messenger, telling him that this is absolutely impossible to be an accident——

This is—a substitute attack!

Even though he realized this fact, Hormaggio, who was still unable to remember what he had forgotten even though his head ached from the thought, had no choice but to go back to the house rented by the assassination team.

He slammed on the brakes, ignoring the harsh sound of the tires rubbing against the asphalt, stepped off the swaying taxi, and eagerly opened the door to enter the room.

The thick door panel collided with the wall and bounced back, making a loud noise, which instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Proxiet put down the materials in his hand irritably, and asked in a bad tone, "Hormaggio—what are you going crazy about?!"

"Don't talk about this yet," Holmaggio walked towards Risut, the captain of the assassination team step by step. He stared closely at the calm eyes with black sclera and red pupils that were different from ordinary people, "Captain, you What did you send me to do just now?"

"I asked you to arrest the organization cadre Speranza who recently walked very close to the Bugarati team—" Risut said, he was not at all shaken by Hormaggio's strangeness, and asked calmly , "—what's wrong? Why did you come back suddenly?"

"Actually, I don't remember it at all."

Hormaggio said frankly, "I just remember going out for a ride in a bad mood because I was given so little money--the name Speranza, I haven't even heard of it."

"The money you got?" Jiaqiu, who had ice-blue curly hair, kicked onto the coffee table, and used the reaction force to turn the chair he was sitting on, facing Holmaggio, "You guy Did we lose our minds?! This morning we decided to betray the BOSS, where did the mission come from? Not to mention the money?!"

Gaccio stood up, walked in front of Holmaggio, bent down, and poked his chest with his index finger, "You guy, don't you embezzle some money? Hey!"

However, Holmaggio didn't notice Jiaqiu's behavior at all, and even asked in shock, "We betrayed the BOSS?! Are you kidding, we will definitely be killed! Have you forgotten that Solbe and Gerald? They became so miserable because of investigating the identity of the BOSS!"

"It seems that he really doesn't remember anything." Meloni, who has long hair and looks soft and even a bit feminine, leaned up to observe Holmaggio's shocked and bewildered expression carefully. A conclusion was drawn.

"What?! You bastard, you promised well in the morning, do you want to go back on it now?!" However, the irritable Jiaqiu didn't understand what happened at all, and was completely caught by Holmaggio's inconsistent words and deeds. Enraged, he clenched his fist and punched Hormaggio hard while shouting.

Seeing that it was about to develop into a bloody incident, Risut stopped Jiaqiu, "Gaqiu, stop!"

He stood up, walked in front of Hormaggio who was still covering his face, and said slowly, "It's not Hormaggio's fault, it's a stand-in attack."