Chapter 19 YES I AM!

Being kind to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.

If Jon and Prosciutto were to switch roles, he wouldn't believe that the other party would show mercy.

Because the master died, 'Grateful Dead' directly split open and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Polnareff, struggling with his severe injuries, gave Jon a thumbs up, "Impressive, as expected of my best friend!"

Jon waved his hand.

"Enough, now is not the time to talk, let's wait until the battle is over."

"OK!"

Polnareff also didn't waste words, and decisively retreated.

He trusts Jon, just as he trusts himself.

A few minutes later, Ghiaccio and Risotto caught up and saw Prosciutto's body at a glance.

"Prosciutto!"

Ghiaccio's eyes turned red instantly.

Risotto gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his heart became more intense.

Illuso, Prosciutto.

In a short period of time, two members of their 'assassination team' were killed.

This shame will be washed away with blood!

"I told you, your companions will die."

Jon smiled casually.

"Bastard, I will kill you!"

Ghiaccio roared, slashing with the ice blade in his hand.

Jon calmly retreated.

"Whoosh."

The ice blade cut through the air, making a lonely slash.

Risotto frowned secretly.

An attack that doesn't hit is meaningless.

He can't let the other party continue to dodge, he has to think of a way...

"Where is he? Where did he go! Come out!"

After a miss, Ghiaccio, who was wrapped in 'White Album', stomped his foot in anger.

Why he don't dare to confront him head-on?

What kind of skill is it to dodge?

If Jon heard Ghiaccio's inner voice, he would definitely sneer.

How is dodging not a skill?

This is called tactics!

Jon, like a ghost, stepped out from the 'inner world', aimed at the enemy's neck, and threw a punch.

'White Album' is as hard as iron, the only weakness is the exhaust port hidden in Ghiaccio's neck.

Ghiaccio felt a chill on his back.

Without thinking too much, he covered his neck with both hands.

"Boom!"

Ice shards splashed.

Ghiaccio was directly blown away by this heavy blow!

However, there was no hint of joy on Jon's face.

He saw clearly that Ghiaccio had protected his vital points at the last moment.

Speaking of which, 'White Album' is really hard.

Although he didn't stack BUFF for that punch just now, the power enhancement brought by Ripple Qigong is not something ordinary people can withstand.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Suddenly, several scalpels flew towards Jon's blind spot.

Risotto's mouth raised slightly.

Got him!

"Armament Haki. Tekkai."

Observation Haki warned Jon of the danger in advance.

With a slight thought, the black Armament Haki covered his body, easily blocking Risotto's sneak attack.

Turning his head, he looked at the gloomy assassination squad captain, "It's a pity, just a bit off and I got him."

Risotto sneered.

"Look at your feet first."

Huh?

Jon's eyes narrowed.

At some point, the blocked scalpel silently turned into a viscous liquid and stuck to the sole of his shoe.

In the blink of an eye, there was a gust of wind behind him!

"Die!"

Ghiaccio used all his strength to slash out a knife, hitting Jon's back of the head squarely!

Got him!

Ghiaccio and Risotto's eyes burst with astonishing light.

The next second, they were dumbfounded.

The ice blade that hit Jon's back of the head actually shattered inch by inch!

"Have you had enough?"

Jon shook his head, shaking off the ice shards in his hair.

Ghiaccio retreated three steps, almost tripped over the ice knife under his feet.

Monster... monster!

The abilities of 'Stands' are diverse.

But, 'Stand users' are still within the category of humans.

What about Jon?

He's a real-life superman!

His physical strength is so outrageous that it's outrageous to the extreme!

Risotto almost instinctively controlled the iron liquid at the enemy's feet to reassemble into a scalpel, shooting towards the opponent's face.

Relying on strong reflexes, Jon moved the armament Haki from the back of his head to his teeth and bit down hard.

"Crack!"

The iron scalpel was easily bitten off and broken into several pieces.

Ghiaccio: ...

Risotto: ...

"Retreat!"

Knowing what can't be done but doing it is a warrior.

But, Risotto and Ghiaccio is not a warriors.

They just want to live!

Jon's eyes widened. 

Want to leave?

It's not that easy!

The feud... no, the feud with Popo hasn't been avenged yet, stay here honestly!

"Armament Haki. Ripple rush. Soru!"

Marine's Rokushiki, Jon uses 'Shigan' and 'Tekkai' more, but this does not mean that he is not good at the other four styles.

In the blink of an eye, he flashed to the retreat of Risotto and Ghiaccio, staring at the two with a smile.

"I'll fight you!"

A clay man still has three points of anger.

Seeing the enemy relentlessly, Ghiaccio also got up.

He was willing to risk everything, he dare to pull the emperor off the horse!

Not caring that Risotto, the captain, was right next to him, Ghiaccio didn't say a word and directly swung at him.

'White Album' emitted waves of cold air, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply!

This move is quite useful.

Although Jon's physical defense is superior, his magic resistance is almost zero, and he can't help but shiver.

Just then, a red light suddenly illuminated the entire abandoned factory!

Ghiaccio was shocked.

"Who!"

Jon seemed to feel something, raised his head, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The chill gradually faded.

A burly man walked up in large strides.

Risotto and Ghiaccio both had a bad feeling in their hearts.

Only Jon looked relaxed and called out the other's name.

"Avdol."

"YES I AM!" Avdol pointed his thumb down and made a very peculiar gesture.

Looking at the 'assassins' who were on the verge of an enemy, and then at Jon.

He said, "I have already telegraphed Mr. Joestar, because I am worried about you and Polnareff, so I rushed back.

It seems that my decision is correct."

"Of course, my brother, you are always so reliable."

Jon pointed to Risotto and Ghiaccio across from him.

"They are assassins sent by the 'Passione' organization, Polnareff has been tormented by them, we must not let them go."

Upon hearing this, Avdol's face sank, and a half-human firebird suddenly appeared.

It was his Stand 'Magician's Red'!

"Damn it!"

Ghiaccio's forehead dripped a drop of cold sweat.

The flame-type Stand is the natural enemy of 'White Album'!

Without the ability to control temperature, he only has the advantage of 'being able to take a punch'.

Risotto didn't speak, silently calculating the distance between the two sides.

Meeting his gaze, Jon smiled and said, "Don't waste your thoughts, we won't enter your range."

Why do you have to fight in close quarters when you can consume at a distance?

With Avdol, Ghiaccio's 'White Album' was severely weakened and not worth mentioning.

As for the short-handed Risotto...

Jon is confident that he can kite the opponent to death.

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