The Defeated Polpo

"Bruno Bucciarati."

Jon paused, then widened his eyes.

"You're Bucciarati!?"

No wonder this little cap kid seemed familiar.

Good fellow, turns out we're 'acquaintances'.

"Uh, yeah."

Bucciarati was a bit puzzled.

At that moment, Polnareff interjected, "Jon, do you know this kid?"

After a pause, his tone changed.

"Speaking of which, now's not the time for chit-chat, let's get down to business!"

"Yeah."

Jon nodded.

After some thought, he took out a pen from his pocket and scribbled down an address on a napkin, then addressed Bucciarati, "Bruno, if you ever have the chance, you can find me here. Just mention my name at the front desk."

"Speedwagon Foundation? Alright, Mr. Joestar, I'll keep that in mind."

Bucciarati replied respectfully, clutching the napkin tightly.

Jon smiled, placed a few bills on the table from his wallet, then turned and left the 'Sea Serpent Restaurant' with his companions.

Encountering young Bucciarati was just a side note; Jon hadn't forgotten the purpose of this trip.

Led by the tearful Luca, the group of four traversed the streets of Naples.

Before long, they arrived at an abandoned factory.

"This is our gang's headquarters." Luca looked cautiously at Jon. "Now, can you let me go?"

Jon didn't respond directly but instead asked, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

Luca fell silent.

Suddenly, Polnareff and Avdol took action.

One from the left and one from the right, they grabbed Luca's arms with great coordination.

Luca was shocked.

"You can't do this to me!"

Jon wagged his finger, correcting him, "Actually, we can."

Upon hearing this, Luca's face turned red with anger, and tears streamed from his problematic left eye.

Polnareff sneered, unable to resist saying, "Jon, why don't we just finish him off."

Jon gave Polnareff a very disdainful look.

"Don't always think about violence. We live in a society governed by law."

Polnareff rolled his eyes, "Then what do you suggest?"

After thinking for a few seconds, Jon placed his hand on Luca's head directly.

"What are you doing! Let go of me!"

Luca instinctively felt something was off and struggled desperately.

But breaking free from the French and Egyptian brutes was no easy task.

Jon's breathing rhythm changed.

Forced Ripple Breathing!

Countless electric currents surged into Luca's brain, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Polnareff and Avdol released him, causing Luca to collapse to the ground.

"Serves him right."

Polnareff spat on the unconscious Luca.

Jon waved his hand, "Alright, this guy has been zapped silly by me. He won't cause any more trouble anymore."

Anyone who had committed a crime must be punished!

Polnareff and Avdol shivered.

Damn, that was ruthless!

However, they were not narrow-minded. In an instant, they put this matter behind them.

They exchanged glances and stepped into the abandoned factory together.

Luca was indeed not honest.

This wasn't the headquarters of the 'Passione' but a hidden arms factory.

Seeing Jon and his companions, the guards immediately took action, opening fire without warning.

"Silver Chariot!"

"Magician's Red!"

In an instant, two Stands appeared behind Polnareff and Avdol.

One held a dagger, resembling a Western knight clad in armor.

The other burned all over, like a phoenix engulfed in flames, or rather, like a phoenix turkey burning in flames! 'Silver Chariot' and 'Magician's Red' displayed their might.

Bullets aimed at the three were either shattered or melted.

Jon raised his hand, pointing his index finger at the thugs standing above.

Color of Arms Haki and Overdrive-enhanced Shigan!

"Piu! Piu! Piu!"

Ordinary folks, witness the true power.

Buffed several times, the compressed air bullets shot from Jon's fingertips were even more powerful than real bullets!

Let alone the thugs, even Polnareff and Avdol were dumbfounded.

'Barehanded shooting.'

Was this something a human could do?

"What are you standing there for? Let's go!"

Jon didn't explain further.

He led the charge.

Polnareff and Avdol helplessly followed Jon's lead.

For ordinary people, Stands were unbeatable.

Even firearms were practically useless against them.

The situation started to tilt heavily in their favor.

Just when Polnareff and Avdol thought the battle would end quickly, someone appeared.

"You've got some nerve to cause trouble in my territory!"

The man was so fat that his neck couldn't be seen.

At first glance, he looked like a mountain of flesh.

Jon immediately recognized him.

Polpo, a Capo of the 'Passione', Diavolo's cronies.

"I'm going to make you regret being alive!"

Polpo was furious, a shadow flashing under his feet.

Jon quickly warned, "Be careful, his Stand can move in shadows. Watch your back!"

"What c—c—cough."

Because he was so shocked, Polpo choked.

In this world, besides himself, no one knew what his 'Black Sabbath' ability was.

Never did he expect the kid in front of him to casually reveal his biggest secret.

"Shadow, huh? Alright, watch this!"

Avdol, the tactical genius almost subconsciously thought of a way to counter the opponent.

Blazing Flames!

The dazzling flames almost 'burned' away the nearby shadows.

Seeing this, Polpo almost spat blood from anger.

A Stand capable of controlling flames was basically Black Sabbath's natural enemy.

It was like bringing six grass-type Pokémon to challenge a fire-type gym.

Just let the opponent's Charizard roast your Bulbasaur and Oddish, and it's all over.

There's nothing more to say, just two words—'type advantage'!

"What, is this the strength of the enemy's executive? It's really ridiculous."

Polnareff relaxed, controlling his Stand to charge forward swiftly.

Polpo dared not be careless.

He quickly recalled 'Black Sabbath' and engaged in close combat with 'Silver Chariot'.

Fortunately, he had a large physique, and his shadow was big enough.

With the darkness bonus, 'Black Sabbath' soon gained the upper hand in close combat against 'Silver Chariot'.

Polpo smiled faintly.

However, his joy came too early.

"Muda muda muda muda muda muda!"

Stepping out from the 'Inner World' and charging towards the enemy, Jon didn't even think, he just went for a frenzy of blows.

Color of Arms Haki + Overdrive was enough to even bring down a giant elephant!

Polpo spewed blood and flew backwards several meters, his massive body crashing to the ground before losing consciousness.