Without any time to think, Mista quickly turned his gun.

"Who!"

Bucciarati, Apaki and others who had not yet had time to leave also cheered up.

"Don't be so nervous."

Jon flashed outside and approached everyone with a smile, "I mean no harm."

A drop of cold sweat ran down Mista's forehead.

Where did this guy come from?

Why...

He didn't notice at all!

Suddenly, Bucciarati shouted, "Mista, do it!"

Mista was excited and instinctively pulled the trigger.

Bang!

With the dazzling fire from the revolver's muzzle, the brass bullets roared out.

On top of the bullet, there is a funny and cute little yellow person sitting.

It's Mista's stand-in——'sex pistols'

"Ah ha!"

The villain cheered, raised his leg and kicked the bullet towards Jon's eyebrow.

Jon can't hide or dodge.

Armed color enhancement. Ripple running. Iron block.

Ding!

A shocking scene happened.

The bullet touched Jon's skin, and not only did it not enter his skull, it was ruthlessly bounced away.

What a coincidence, it hit Apaki right in the left leg.

Apaki groaned, covered his legs and fell to the ground.

It won’t be possible to get up again in a short period of time.

Jon scratched his brow.

It’s not Qiaoqiao’s fault, Qiaoqiao is innocent.

"Apache!"

A trace of self-blame flashed across Mista's face.

He looked at Jon and couldn't help but swallow, "Monster!"

"You don't even have the strength to hit anyone, and you still claim that you are a gangster?" Jon spread his hands, "You can't break the defense, it's my fault."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bucciarati's sneak attack arrived.

"Come on! Steel chain fingers!"

With a thought in his mind, Jon disappeared instantly.

‘Shua’.

The ‘steel chain finger’ punch missed.

Jon, who quietly appeared behind Bucciarati, waved a hand knife with an expressionless face.

Unexpectedly, Bucciarati, who has extremely rich combat experience, used the ability to 'create zippers' to forcefully separate his neck and head, narrowly escaping Jon's attack.

Jon smacked his lips.

Bruno Bucciarati is indeed a wolf killer!

"Bucciarati!"

Fuge held the seriously injured Nalanja in his arms, feeling extremely anxious.

Mista gritted his teeth and fired two more shots.

Bang! Bang!

"Please, everyone, use your full strength!" he shouted.

"Ah ha!"

The two yellow villains gave up the idea of ​​kicking a bullet each and chose to fight side by side.

One person and one leg, volleying vigorously.

The brass bullet suddenly burst out at the speed of sound and hit Jon directly in the face!

Jon raised the corners of his mouth, his armed and domineering aura clinging to his teeth, and he bit hard.

Click!

The bullet split in half.

Mista is numb.

Bucciarati, who put his head back on his body, was also stunned.

It’s really outrageous to open the door for outrageous things - it’s so outrageous!

Jon spit out the bullet shell with an expressionless face.

In fact, he had already begun to regret it.

Who can resist the smell of gunpowder...

However, the character still needs to be chosen.

I saw him slowly wiping his mouth, hooking his hand to Mista, "Come on, I'll give you a chance to fire the fourth shot."

Everyone is persecuting Mida, and I, Qiao Ren, am no exception.

Mista's face was full of bitterness.

Bucciarati shouted, "Don't let the enemy disturb your mind, cheer up!"

What is a natural leader?

This is a natural leader.

Not afraid of danger...what a ghost!

In fact, Bucciarati has already started thinking about his opponents in the next round...

No, I have already started thinking about how to escape.

Jon asked curiously: "As far as I know, your team is responsible for the casino and collecting protection fees.

No matter how dirty a job it is, like killing people, it won't be your turn."

Hearing this, Bucciarati's heartbeat slowed down for half a beat.

Jon smiled and said, "Your next sentence is 'how do you know'!"

"How do you know!" Bucciarati said subconsciously.

Father Joseph, my child finally realized your old man’s (evil) taste!

Jon smiled and said nothing.

Bucciarati's face was extremely ugly.

At this moment, Jotaro and others ran out of the tavern.

Mista saw the target of this mission at a glance - Polnareff with striking silver hair!

"Bucciarati!" he shouted, pointing the gun at Bobo.

Jotaro, who was running at the front, took a look.

Oh, young man, you are very brave. Just raise your hand and stop.

‘Platinum Star.theworld!’

Time stands still!

Using it twice in a short period of time is a big drain on him.

But after seeing his eighteen-year-old self, Jotaro, who was about to enter his thirties, suddenly felt that he could still hold his own.

It took him a second to adjust his breathing, and with the remaining second, he knocked away the young man wearing a midriff-baring outfit and a tiger-skin hat.

Jotaro pressed the brim of his hat, "Then, time began to flow."

Shi Ting has such an unreasonable ability. Mista flew out before he could even realize what was going on.
To be continued...