stand-in creed

However, Puqi didn't care about the white snake's ridicule at all, and just said it as a matter of course.

"The world says that Jotaro Kujo is the strongest stand-in messenger in the world, and Nero Zeppelin is only the second. Why is that? Because Jotaro Kujo has a weakness called "ripple" like Dio-sama, Zeppelin could not defeat this generation of Joestar who had the ability to "stop time".

"But is that really the case?"

"Isn't that so?" White Snake asked back.

"That's because Qibelin and Joestar are close friends who can be entrusted with their backs. Even if they discuss privately, they will be at the end of the day. They will never fight to the death like other stand-in messengers, let alone Nero Qi. Bellin racked his brains to calculate everything. It is precisely because he does not know how to calculate, nor does he need to calculate his best friend, and he is not interested in such vulgar things as the strongest, so he casually named the "strongest" The number gave way, but it seems to me—

"In my opinion, Nero Zeppelin is the strongest one!

"This generation of Joestar, Kujo Jotaro is a "strong luck" man.Not only has a platinum star with the same ability as Lord Dior, but also has a close friend like Nero Zeppelin, what kind of luck is this?However, it is this kind of strong luck that created a fatal flaw in Kujo Jotaro——

"—He is an inexperienced stand-in messenger."

Enrique Pucci said sternly.

The expression is so resolute, like steel that has been tempered thousands of times.

However, White Snake's next sentence immediately made Puqi's mentality explode: "Don't say it as if you are some kind of experienced substitute messenger. With the experience of fighting as a substitute messenger, you are probably a kid in kindergarten, Puqi strange?"

"!@#￥%..."

Pucci wanted to curse.

Puqi with a dark face took a deep breath and stepped into the family's restaurant.

At this moment, the family is happily enjoying tonight's dinner.However, at this moment, Puqi, under the guard of two security guards who had been preparing for many days, came to the family in an open and honest manner.

"Sir, may I ask who you are..."

The eldest son of this family had just opened his mouth when the invisible white snake came to him and touched his forehead lightly.

A Memory Disc popped out and fell into Puqi's hands in an instant, and the son of man fell to the ground without a sound.

Immediately before the family had time to react from this sudden scene, White Snake's fist swung again, flashing across the foreheads of everyone in the family, even the housekeeper and servants were no exception.One figure after another fell to the ground with a thud, except for the rightful owner of this family.

The old man sitting in the wheelchair watched this scene dumbfounded.

On the other hand, Enrique Pucci directed his two subordinates to find a room for all the fallen people, and spoke to the old man in front of him.

"Although I can't say I met you for the first time, because I have seen your demeanor when you gave speeches in the past few years. Although this sentence sounds a bit harsh to you, I think a villain like me must be mocking you, but I still have to say that I respect people like you from the bottom of my heart.

"Nice to meet you, the first black mayor in the history of the United States --

"—Smoky Brown."

Chapter 18 The White Snake Part Three

Joestar's house.

After discovering that Katz endured the full power of the Platinum Star Euler for three seconds without dying, Jotaro used the secret technique he learned from Nero——

call someone.

After finishing the communication with Nero who was far away in Italy, Jotaro picks up his mobile phone and broadcasts three numbers without saying a word.

"Abudel, something happened just now, help me pick up Xu Lun and..."

"Huajing Institute, put down the paper first, something big happened, let's go to the research institute to gather, and pick up my mom and dad by the way..."

"Polnareff, go downstairs in 15 minutes, I'll pick you up on the way..."

After three phone calls were hung up, Jotaro frowned a lot.

Immediately Jotaro looked at Joseph with a complicated face behind him, and Suji Q with a worried face: "Let's go, grandma, old man."

"……Um."

Siji Q didn't say anything. She knew that her grandson was a capable and assertive person, so she took her husband's arm and quickly left the villa.But just in front of the gate of the villa, several people saw the tragic death, only half of Rogers was left.

"...Although I don't have a good impression of the German army, a young man from the German army died in the same way." Joseph said sadly.

"After the matter is over, let's hold a funeral for Rogers." Siji Q sighed.

Jotaro made another phone call, asking the SPW consortium to take care of the aftermath of the butler Rogers' body.

The Qiao family drove onto the road.

15 minute later.

Polnareff gets into Jotaro's car.

"What's going on, Jotaro?"

"To put it simply, the ultimate creature in the old man's story has returned to the earth. I will explain the specific situation when everyone is ready. The most urgent task now is to gather at the research institute to protect the arrows we hold and repel them. Katz, who covets the power of a stand-in."

"But you don't seem to be going to the research institute?" Polnareff frowned.

"Because I'm going to meet another person." Jotaro said as a matter of course, and at the same time glanced at Joseph in the rearview mirror who had gradually returned to Alzheimer's state, and sighed helplessly in his heart,

"The old man's mental state fluctuates from good to bad, and when I told us the story back then, I always felt that there was a lot of "boasting and exaggeration" in it, and I was a little worried, so I needed more "accurate" information, so I had to meet another person who lived through that battle firsthand. "

"...that Mr. Brown?"

Polnareff asked.

Polnareff knew Smokey Brown. After all, every year at Joseph Joestar's birthday party, everyone would see this black politician with a bright smile who was completely different from ordinary politicians.Perhaps the relationship between the two parties cannot be called friends, but at least they can be called mutual understanding.

Jotaro nodded, took out his cell phone and called Smoky.

However, what came to my ears was a long beeping sound that no one answered.

"Beep-beep-"

Such a beeping sound lasted until the automatic hang up.

Jotaro frowned slightly.

"No one picks up?"

Immediately, Jotaro turned to the landline at Smokey's house.

At this moment, the Brown family.

Enrique Pucci sat quietly in the living room of Brown's house, watched the incoming call on Smokey's mobile phone hang up, and turned into a "Missed Call 1" prompt, and immediately turned his attention to the living room that then rang landline.Listening to the beeping of the landline, the corners of Puqi's mouth slightly raised.

Looking at the wall clock in the living room, Puqi slowly picked up the receiver after the second hand passed 13 seconds.

"Hello, this is Brown's house."

"..."

Before Jotaro could speak.

Joseph in the back seat heard the voice from the "hands-free phone" and suddenly spoke.

"That voice is not that of Butler Smokey."

"...Huh?" Jotaro was taken aback.

However, Pucci on the other end of the phone spoke respectfully: "Ah, this voice is Mr. Joestar, right? Sorry, I am the security guard of Brown's house. Because Mr. Brown and Mr. Butler are visiting neighbors, and I I'm not very familiar with the customer's phone number, so... please forgive me."

"...to the neighbor's house?" Jotaro didn't suspect anything, this is a very normal thing, he just asked, "When will Mr. Brown come back?"

"Mr. Brown just said he would be back in a while."

"...I see. Let Mr. Brown know when he comes back, and we'll be there in a moment."

Jotaro hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, the Browns.

Enrique Pucci hung up the phone with a smile, and immediately walked into the study, looking at Smokey Brown, who was firmly tied to the seat by a white snake with a rope.

"Well……"

Not only was Smokey bound from head to toe to a chair like a mummy, but even his mouth was covered with scotch tape by a white snake.Smokey, who has already grown old, can be said to be unable to move an inch at this moment.

Enrique Pucci took a deep breath, and looked at Smokey Brown sincerely.

"White Snake's Blank Disc can control the minds of others. From my experience, the effect of this trick on substitute messengers is very poor, about zero. Whether it is a natural substitute messenger, or a person who has exercised his skills to the extreme, or Those who have withstood the test of arrows are almost all stronger than normal people.

"On the contrary, for ordinary people who don't have the ability to stand in, this trick has almost never failed——

"Except for very few people, like you, Mr. Smokey.

"You who can withstand the mental control of the White Snake Blank Disc are indeed a strong-willed person. Originally, I thought about using the White Snake to directly control you, which would save me a lot of trouble in the next battle. In the future, I really can't do things with such a trouble-saving mentality.

"What did Nero Zeppelin say?

"—to learn to detour!"

"...!"

Smokey, whose hands, feet and tongue were bound, glared at Puqi angrily.

Pucci just glanced at Smokey respectfully, and had no intention of continuing the conversation with Smokey, but only looked at his subordinates who were walking towards him from behind.

That's the security guard at the Smokey's house.

"Mr. Pucci."

Before becoming a security guard, this security guard was also a subordinate of Enrique Pucci who used "heavy money to buy".However, because it was a vulgar bribe with a lot of money, even if he became Puqi's leading party at this moment, Puqi did not fully trust this subordinate.

So a little insurance is needed.

pat.

Pucci snapped his fingers lightly.

In the next second, a blank Disc flew out of White Snake's hand and landed on the security guard's forehead, controlling the security guard's mind.

As for the main body Pucci, he opened his mouth slowly.

"I believe there is heaven in your heart, Mr. Security.

"So for the sake of the heaven in my heart, let this wonderful power reappear in the sky, and point me in the right direction—"

talking room.

Pucci took out another Disc from his coat pocket, and slowly pressed it into the security guard's forehead.

"—Dream of the Dragon."

Puqi gently called out the name of this power.

And the double of the dragon who controls the power of "feng shui" reappeared in Puqi's sight.The first time Long Zhimeng opened his eyes, he looked at Puqi and White Snake: "Ha! You two insidious guys! I knew that stinky old man Xiansan would be played to death by you."

"But you don't seem to be angry, Dragon Dream."

"Why should I be angry with that smelly old man? I'm just curious, Enrique Pucci, and White Snake, what are you planning this time?"

"Instead of asking us, how about looking with your eyes, Dragon's Dream?"

Pucci said of course.

At the same time, Puqi looked around the study where Smokey was, and looked around the entire luxurious villa.

"But before that, I need you to point me in the right direction! In this house, where should White Snake and I hide in order to welcome our guests with a "good luck" attitude——

"—Jotaro Kujo."

"Want to borrow my "feng shui" again, Pucci? "Long Zhimeng's vertical pupils revealed a dangerous gaze, "Of course I can lend you my wisdom and point you in the direction of "Daji".But don't blame me for not reminding you, I am a "neutral" stand-in.

"If you become addicted, you will become the next Xianzo."

Chapter 19 The White Snake Part Four

The car driven by Jotaro slowly drove into the villa area of ​​the rich in New York, and approached the exquisite alley in front of Brown's house.The security guard of Brown's house, another of Enrique Pucci's men, had been waiting there for a long time.

"Mr. Joestar, Mrs. Joestar, Mr. Kujo, and...

"... Excuse me, who are you?"

Although he was Pucci's subordinate, the security guard who was not a stand-in messenger obviously didn't know Polnareff.

Polnareff pointed to himself with great interest: "Jean-Pierre Polnareff! Remember this name well, my friend!"

"Ah, it's...Bo, Mr. Bobo."

"?"

The security guard nodded respectfully, Polnareff just blinked suspiciously.