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The wreckage of the plane fell into the Atlantic Ocean, and the sea water quickly swallowed all traces, and the thick smoke in the air was blown away.

Except for the novelist standing in the air... and the trembling Caohe Taishi.

"Three three...three three!"

Someone actually conspired against the mirror cub!

Yes, who did it?

However, it is not unexpected that he, who absorbs the thought power of the human beings all over the world with the egg of the black goat, becomes the enemy of the world.It is a wise move to choose to do it at sea.

He took the editor of Caohe all the way to the west. In fact, the mirror cub has lost his sense of direction long ago, because the protagonist must have a not too bad or even likable little problem. The mirror cub will get lost at high altitudes. won't get lost.

The vast Atlantic Ocean stretches as far as the eye can see. Mirror Cub took a 177cm long 179kg oval salute and used dancing skills to scurry over the Atlantic Ocean. The lost length accounted for 80% of the total length. It was already five years before he finally found a coast with traces of human activities. The queen of the day, the editor of Caohe, who lost a lot of weight, rolled and crawled onto the beach, hugging the driftwood by the sea and crying bitterly, "Woo, mom, mom..."

"The building you call Manhattan will disappear."

The crying stopped abruptly.

Mirror Cub understands it too well. Although he was a supreme anchor who paid hundreds of millions of dollars in annual taxes before crossing, he is still far away from the Great Wall of a building in Manhattan.

"Woo, three three." Caohe Dazhi rolled and crawled and hugged the mirror cub's leg, and survived five days of hard work at sea, which was incomparable to the fantasy drifting of teenager X. There was no meerkat island, no bluefin tuna dumpling tide There are no fluffy big cats, only jellyfish and salty air, coconuts on the island and skulls who don't know how many years old!

If it wasn't for Mr. Tsurumi's constant calmness, he would definitely collapse.

He asked Mr. Tsurumi why he was so calm, and the teacher said he had brought food reserves.

He didn't realize it at first, and looked around where the food reserves were, only to realize later that the teacher was referring to him.

What to do even more sad.

He struggled to survive on the island, including climbing trees, shaking trees, and beating coconuts with stones. He worked for more than an hour but found nothing. The tree picked coconuts for him.

Coconuts have never been so delicious before!

He buried his face in the coconut shell, thinking to himself that the teacher didn't bring any food or survival equipment, but he didn't forget to take the manuscript paper, what kind of spirit is this!Even a millionaire like Teacher, who is worth billions, is not in a panic, what is he panicking about.

This confidence lasted until he belatedly realized that Tsurumi-sensei was a fool in the air.

Editor Caohe found a plastic bag on the beach, took off his shoes, beach pants and a cover, and wept with joy. This is definitely a beach in a certain country. Since both of them know nothing about basic astronomy and geography, such as stargazing and distinguishing positions, they can only comfort themselves At least this is not the territory of cannibals.

The two wandered around for a while, and quickly found the route. Some wheat-colored and brown-skinned people were lying leisurely on the beach. They couldn't even speak English commonly used internationally. After the conversation with the donkey's head wrong with the horse's mouth, bursts of applause broke out in the open-air canopy, and three layers of people inside and outside surrounded the TV and cheered happily.

After seeing clearly what the TV show was, the editor of Caohe gestured, "Areyouitalian, man?"

Boss: "yes!"

After leaving the beach, the editor of Caohe muttered, the yes of the owner of the beach shop owner probably learned it from the AV, and the accent is really lifelike.His money and card are gone, and his identity card is gone, "San San, let's go to the embassy..."

"Hey, guests from other places, do you need enthusiastic navigation?" A local man rushed out, ignoring the editor of Caohe, and stood in front of the novelist.

"Sorry, we don't speak Italian."

"Japanese! I know Japanese!" the locals danced in Italian-accented Japanese, just as they were trying to communicate with the owner of the beach shop.

"I can recommend you a Japaneseboy~"

So Mirror Cub saw a familiar blond boy.

"I'm Giorno Giobana, you can call me JOJO."

Here comes the only JOJO that he hasn’t finished watching. Ah Qiang’s changed jo5 is his eternal pain, and the changed painting style of jo5 is his eternal pain. The only thing that can comfort him is “the taste of lying.” ", halfway through watching, he only remembered the little sister's head licking and licking her (?).

Editor Caohe just wanted to say that they were killed and penniless, when Tsurumi Sanzo took out a bunch of black cards.

"Please take us to the nearest bank."

"I need to buy a legal status and a building."

Giorno Giobana: I just want to be a tour guide in peace.

The local snake Qiao Luno got the identities of the two of them, and then contacted the agency to look at the building.

"There are really not many buildings available on the market." In fact, there are none, but as the largest high-end construction agency in Italy, he certainly cannot admit his indifference. "At the market price, no one will sell it."

"Oh, is there any land for sale?"

"........."

"some."

Mirror Cub bought a piece of land.

Entrust Giorno to recruit some construction workers.

After asking for the Chinese speed, the Italian said no, and a contractor with a Hubei accent came, "Boss, can you give me extra money if I finish the work ahead of time?"

"add."

Buildings are rising at a magical speed, and Jing Zai's willingness to pay wages every week greatly stimulates the construction workers who go out to work.

"Boss is a good man, have you eaten? Do you want to eat hot dry noodles?"

"Boss, keep in touch in the future, even Europe can call me!"

Good guy, it's a continent when you open your mouth.

Jing Zai, who built a twin tower and became the owner of a new Italian landmark building, met Vongola's Judaimu.

"Tsurumi Sansan, why is Italian Mafia Japanese? Is this scientific?"

Don't ask, the manga artist is Japanese.

According to the known information, another Mafia organization is enthusiastically trying to save Pengelie who has fallen into the hands of crooked nuts. "Why should the Japanese become the leader of Pengelie!" enthusiastic bottom-level members clamored.

And their tour guide, Giorno Giobana, had just thrown himself into the Fall Curtain/Tsuna Yoshi demonstration.

Don't blow it, the enthusiasm really took to the streets.

They said the Japanese had invaded Italian mafia culture.

This is a matter of opinion.

Mirror Cub borrowed a handmade cardboard from the parade and joined the parade.