Chapter 20: It's still you kid with a lot of thoughts

Good brothers, let's group together.

With great tacit understanding, Jon and Avdol took action at the same time.

Rankyaku wind blade, spiral flame.

The wind rises and the fire shows its form!

For a moment, Ghiaccio and Risotto were beaten so badly they couldn't lift their heads.

After struggling for a while, Risotto, with a solemn face, suddenly shouted, "Surrender!"

Ghiaccio looked at Risotto incredulously.

Risotto, however, seemed oblivious, raising his hands high.

"We've lost, we can agree to whatever you want!"

Jon signaled Avdol to stop for a moment with his eyes.

After pondering for a moment, he said, "Good, the wise are aware of the times, we also don't want to fight and kill."

Risotto's eyes flashed with a hint of sarcasm, but his facial expression was well controlled, "You won this battle, we have nothing to say."

"Captain!"

Ghiaccio rushed to Risotto's side without regard for anything.

Before he could question, the fierceness in the other's eyes made him swallow the rest of his words.

Jon smiled slightly.

"Risotto Nero, now, can we have a good chat?"

Risotto was silent for a few seconds, then smiled bitterly, "As expected, you know everything."

"Risotto Nero, Stand name is 'Metallica', ability is to control magnetism and manipulate metal, His weakness is that the range is too short;

Ghiaccio, Stand name is 'White Album', ability is to create a low-temperature zone, the only weakness is the breathing hole at the back of the neck."

Jon recited the names and Stands of the two like a treasure.

Their faces getting uglier and uglier, Risotto and Ghiaccio felt like they had been bitten by a dog.

No wonder they were always at a disadvantage, their secrets had been seen through long ago!

Avdol was amazed in secret, but didn't have much reaction.

There are countless amazing things about Jon.

This little scene, just a splash of water.

"Who the hell are you!"

Ghiaccio was incredibly frustrated.

"You don't need to know who I am, you just need to know that you are not my opponent."

Looking at the two with different expressions, Jon changed the subject.

"I'm not interested in small fry, the person I'm looking for is Diavolo."

Diavolo?

Who is this person?

I don't know Diavolo at all!

And who is the small fry!

Ghiaccio was so frustrated he was about to vomit blood.

On the side, a light flashed in Risotto's mind.

Could it be...

"Looking at you, you probably don't know yet. Diavolo is your boss, and also the leader behind the 'Passione' organization."

Spoilers are fun for a while, spoilers are always fun.

Jon didn't say a word, threw out a 'bomb', and directly messed up Risotto and Ghiaccio.

"I can spare your lives, and even let you atone for your crimes."

Jon smiled, then said, "Think about it, if we can unite, what is Diavolo?

Honestly, I'm not interested in 'Passione', I just want something from Diavolo.

But you're different, this is a chance to rise to the top, whoever can kill Diavolo will become the new leader of the organization!"

'Drive the tiger to swallow the wolf'

This move is really ruthless!

Avdol's eyes lit up.

In an instant, he became worried again.

Would Risotto and Ghiaccio fall for it?

"It sounds good... I think, we have no other choice."

After pondering for tens of seconds, Risotto slowly spoke, his expression revealing a bit of desolation.

Jon nodded.

"When you become the new leader of the organization, you won't regret your choice now."

"I hope so."

Meeting Jon's eyes, Risotto said again, "Since we choose to cooperate, we must share some information. To be honest, the BOSS's whereabouts are quite mysterious, even if we want to rebel, we don't know where to start."

Jon smiled in response.

"You don't have to worry about that, when the time is right, I will contact you."

"If that's the case, then we'll just wait patiently... Ghiaccio, let's go."

Risotto, as if resigned to his fate, hung his head and walked away with his team members.

Avdol seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Jon's meaningful gaze.

It wasn't until the two of them left the abandoned factory that Jon showed a relaxed expression.

"Done."

"What's done? What's done?!"

Avdol questioned loudly, "Jon, how can you easily believe the enemy's words! This... isn't this releasing the tiger back to the mountain?"

Jon retorted, "Why not?"

Avdol was speechless.

Does this question need an answer?

Why can't you drink boiling water?

Because it burns your mouth.

Why can't you eat things off the ground?

Because it's dirty.

Why can't you easily believe the enemy's words?

Because you'll suffer!

You usually seem pretty smart, why do you forcibly lower your intelligence at critical moments?

"Avdol, when have I ever done something I'm not sure about. Besides, do you think I'm the kind of person who is kind-hearted and soft-handed?" 

As soon as he finished speaking, Jon's eyes flashed with killing intent.

Armament Haki. Ripple rush. Shigan!

'Whoosh.'

The power of the compressed air bullet is even stronger than a real bullet!

Behind Avdol, Risotto, who was shot in the center of his eyebrows, wobbled and became visible.

He looked at Jon incredulously.

"Why... why..."

Jon answered as a matter of course, "I deliberately didn't say you could be invisible, of course, to let you get close to me while invisible. And, you don't think I'm so short-sighted that I can't see the hatred buried in your eyes, do you?"

For fear of not being safe, he gave Risotto a few more 'shots'.

At this point, Risotto completely lost his breath and fell backward with a strong unwillingness.

Until his death, he kept staring at Jon with resentful eyes, refusing to close his eyes.

"Tsk, who are you scaring?"

Jon didn't care.

Honest man like Avdol swallowed his saliva.

Oh My Goodness.

If you don't watch ten years of palace drama, you can't figure out these twists and turns.

It's still you kid with a lot of thoughts.

Coincidentally.

Just as Risotto had just hit the street, Ghiaccio, who had come to support, returned to the factory.

Jon took a look.

Well, you don't go either.

Look at the fist!

"Armament Haki. Ripple rush. Tekkai. Shatter!"

What's the situation now?

Two against one.

In short, the advantage is on my side.

Ora ora ora ora!

Jon's fists were swinging with great momentum.

Avdol, on the other hand, won the 'gold medal assistant' title.

He didn't need to do anything else, just use 'Magician's Red' to raise the temperature around him and weaken the enemy's armor.

Quiet as a maiden, moving like a rabbit.

In a few breaths, Jon subdued the ice-skating kid whose ability had been severely weakened.

Ghiaccio cursed and resisted while Jon didn't bother to continue playing cat and mouse with the opponent, aiming at the breathing hole in the back of the enemy's neck and firing a Shigan air bullet.

Ghiaccio, checkmate.

"Done."

The battle ended, Jon wiped a non-existent bead of sweat from his forehead.

This time the 'done' is really done.

Four assassins, all have been put to death!

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