In the blink of an eye, an iron ball flew from the blind spot of Diego's sight.

He trembled with fright and quickly jumped to his side.

Diego has not forgotten the power of "Golden Spin".

Unexpectedly, Jero's first iron ball was just a feint. Seeing that Diego had no focus during the dodge, he raised the corner of his mouth slightly and turned his hand to summon a substitute.

"Go!Go!Ball Breaker!"

Jero shouted loudly.

In response to the original intention, the 'Iron Ball Destroyer' turned into a meteor that streaked across the sky.

In an instant, a successful hit!

"Oops."

Diego secretly said something bad.

Last time, in order to get rid of the "lesion", he tore off an entire arm.

And the location of the injury this time is even more terrible, under the left chest, that is, the heart!

Do you want to feel cold?

"Well done, Jero!" Johnny was overjoyed as he fell to the ground.

Then, he raised his arm and said, "Watch the move!"

There are only three things that I, Jonny Joestar, am good at.

CS, CS, fucking CS.

Diego Brando, right?

The noble man in the horse racing world, right?

Give! Lord! Die!

The spinning claw bullets were like moving chainsaws, constantly cutting into Diego's dragon scale armor.

Diego is in pain.

In panic, he shouted: "Hert Panz! Hurt Panz, where are you! Come and save me!"

(Even if the battlefield is set on a plain that is not conducive to me, even if one is against two, I, Diego Brando’s ‘terrifying beast’ will still be invincible.

Hurt Penz save me!)

Facts prove.

If Heaven wants it to perish, it must first expand it.

The last experience of killing two people one on two gave Diego endless confidence.

Unexpectedly, the good news came from the delivery room, saying that the baby was born.

Therefore, everyone has glorious moments, don’t treat a moment as eternity...

Having said that, Lucy Steele, you are really willing to give me the sacred bones that I worked so hard to steal. Just give them to me as you say.

Prodigal bitches!

Diego was beaten until he cried for his father by the upgraded Johnny and Gerald.

The other side.

The ‘battlefield’ of Pollock and Hurt Panz.

"Hey, your companion seems to be calling you." Poklock scratched the back of his head, "Is it really okay to ignore him?"

Hurt Penz's expression remained unchanged, "I have my own battle."

fighting?

Sister, do you call staring with big eyes 'fighting'?

The Poklock people, who were originally prepared for a fight to the death, were paralyzed.

You can still paddle.

Admire, admire~

"Diego Brando originally planned to use me. If he were allowed to survive, I would be the one who died when he arrived in New York." Meeting Poklock's eyes, Hurt Panz said calmly.

"Hiss~"

Poklock took a breath.

It's too dark.

A simple-minded black guy like me seems to be no match for these old yinbi.

"Poklock, don't worry, even if you do nothing, you will get the perfect result. Don't forget, you are one in five billion lucky people!"

"The same goes for this battle. If it had been anyone else, he would have been killed long ago and abandoned in the wilderness."

"Believe in yourself, you will definitely win in the end!"

‘HEY YA!’ Feed the body with chicken soup.

Hurt Panz was amazed when he saw it.

This black guy's stand-in seems quite interesting.

At this time.

Diego's voice calling for help came again.

"Hurt Penz! Hurt Penz, where are you!"

"Come on! I can't hold it anymore!"

"Damn it, you damn woman, come and save me! Why do you think I joined forces with you!"

"B1tch! B1tch! B1tch! B1tch! B1tch!"

"I was wrong, I admit... I just spoke in a strong tone..."

"Save me...save me..."

Poklock couldn't help but swallow.

Mamma Mia, so annoying.

I don't know how long it took.

There was finally no movement from Diego's side.
Chapter completed!