What is the first thing I do when I come to Hong Kong?

Visit Disneyland? Visit Victoria Harbour? Check out Kowloon Walled City?

No, it's going to find Porunarev.

This is a white-haired, flat-headed man from France, with naked upper body and a stinky body. He looks very fashionable and very capable. The substitute is a knight full of silver armor. He dances with Western swords with great strength. His swordsmanship is extremely powerful. His ability is to abandon the substitute's armor to greatly increase his speed.

"I really can't imagine how we would find a white-haired Frenchman among millions of people, although Hong Kong is not big..." Er Qiao, who inherited part of the traditional British concept of grandma Erin's milk, habitually harmed France.

The others shook their heads, and there was no good idea, so they looked at Ronan, meaning that you had the idea, so you had to find someone to find a way.

Ronan shrugged: "No need to be so complicated. Do you still remember Brother Boyn, whom I mentioned?"

"Brother Boy?" Everyone was confused, especially the newcomer Noriaki Kakyoen. Although he was Diori, he was obviously not enough to contact Dior's core members.

Jotaro remembered that because those episodes were related to him and were very funny, he remembered them more deeply. He said, "Is it that God Toto? The Prophecy?"

"That's right, if Dior is not strong enough to arrange his subordinates in the world, then he can find us accurately and predict that our whereabouts must be relying on the prophetic power of God Toto, so what we have to do is not to find Porunarev, but to wait for Porunarev."

Erqiao: "What a great idea, Ronan, you boy has the style of my youth!"

So several people decided to go to a big restaurant for dinner like the original work, and ordered a table of Cantonese desserts, such as shrimp dumplings, rice noodles, char siu buns, roasted maize, and egg tarts, and they basically ordered them without letting go. The last person added a portion of pork liver porridge.

Erjo and Abudru: "…"

"This place is really worthy of being China..." Jotaro tasted the food calmly, and Hanakyoon and Ronan were not polite either. These three or two Japanese, one Chinese, had much higher acceptance.

Seeing that these three people were eating so delicious, they couldn't sit still. They picked up the snacks with chopsticks and stuffed them into their mouths, stuffing them while shouting hot.

"Oh, it's so hot, this one is delicious!"

"Mr. Joesta, look at the filling of this bun, they actually use such a complicated way to make food. No wonder they are so exquisite..."

"Shh!" Ronan first noticed the entry of a new customer, and it was indeed Porunarev.

Due to the location of this store, the food is very expensive and locals basically don’t come, so there are not many customers in the store, so Porunarev’s arrival is still quite conspicuous.

After Ronan's reminder, the others also realized that it was him.

Abdrew asked: "What should I do? Or should I go and fight the enemy first?"

Jotaro and Ronan shook their heads, "There is no need for that. We are not really shooting stories. We know exactly what your magician Nobunaga is. Let's kidnap him directly."

Hanakyoung: "Good guy, why are you so skilled?"

Ronan looked at each other like Jotaro, then stood up at the same time and said to the others: "You guys have dinner first, we'll meet that French guy."

Erqiao: "Get harder, otherwise the French guys will be convinced orally."

Ronan was shocked. Why did you, Americans, become an automatic breast machine like the British? Isn’t the Dharma King the savior of your Americans? Think more about the Statue of Liberty, the Statue of Liberty!

Erqiao: "Sorry, my grandfather is an authentic British gentleman."

Ronan: "Okay, awesome."

Speaking of Porunarev, he received the last order from Dior this morning, going to XX Restaurant to find Jotaro and his gang, and then killing them.

Porunarev was pleased to take the order. He was controlled by granulation and had already become Dior's loyal dog. He would not hesitate even if he asked him to commit suicide.

But in addition to this, he was still Porunarev, a warrior who was accustomed to observing the enemy. So today he came to his prey as usual to observe their movements and intelligence.

"Well? The two young people stood up. What happened?" Porunarev picked up the newspaper and carefully observed the behavior of the two people.

"They left their seats and were going to the bathroom? Should I follow me, no, they came to me! What are they going to do?"

Porunarev's heart suddenly began to accelerate, and things went in a direction beyond his expectations.

Dongdong, Ronan knocked on Porunarev's desk and tore the disguise of the Frenchman who was pretending to read the newspaper.

Bobo: "What are you doing?"

Then Porunarev saw the two men showing malicious smiles. Bobo's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be an ordinary tourist and showed just the right surprise.

Ronan asked: "French?"

Porunarev nodded.

Luo Nan asked: "Don't understand Chinese?"

Porunarev nodded, then embarrassedly put down the newspaper full of square words in his hand.

Ronan asked again: "Do you want to ask us for help?"

Porunarev's mentality was about to explode. What was going on with this person? Why did he tell all the tricks he designed and wanted to get close to them?

Seeing that there was no response, Ronan continued to ask: "Don't we really need our help?"

Seeing that he did not show any malicious intentions, Porunarev felt relieved and decided to approach them first, saying that he would solve one of them, and then run away to fight guerrillas, and there was still a chance of winning.

So Bobo nodded and agreed. Ronan and Jotaro walked towards his table with Porunarev in one hand.

Bobo felt something wrong. Why is this posture so similar to a policeman catching a prisoner? And why does he not show off his martial ethics to attack others?

Could it be that Bobo finally thought of a possibility that his purpose might have been penetrated by this group of people, and now all they have to do is lead themselves into the enemy's encirclement!

Thinking of this, Porunarev felt that the scenes in his vision had changed. The warm and gentle smile of Nicho had turned into a vicious and evil smile. Abdru's uneasiness turned into a man-cannibal beast in his eyes, and Kakyo's calmness turned into a cold vampire watching the cold eyes, while Ronan and Jotaro, who were holding him, became soul-catching messengers.

"Damn, you are wrong!" Bobo wanted to retreat, but with his own strength, how could he fight against Ronan and Jotaro? Especially when there were three strong enemies not far away from the other side.

There were not a few steps in total, and Porunarev became more and more anxious as he walked, and his legs became weaker as he walked.

Ronan: "Hey, what's wrong with you? Did you sprain your ankle?"

Bobo replied with difficulty: "It's okay, I just got off the plane and there was a bit of a jet lag."

"Oh, so that's it," Ronan introduced to the three people present: "Come and let us welcome Jane Pierre Porunarev from France to join the team!"

Bobo sweated like rain in an instant, and he remembered that he had never said his name!

Erqiao beat him up and waved his hand: "It's so boring, okay, since you have decided so much, let's have a meal together."

Ronan and Jotaro placed Bobo in the middle of the two.

This meal was definitely the most difficult meal Bobo had in his life. The food on the table was very good, the owner was very enthusiastic, and he added food specifically for him, but it was really hard to swallow! Everyone was eyeing you at the table, so Bobo turned his grief and anger into eating, and he was over.

"So you are so hungry?" Abdru had a natural concern for this good brother who had a close relationship with him. Since seeing Stardust Fighter, he felt that this person was really good. He was very happy to watch his friend eat Abdru.

"Let me order you another one."

Porunarev: "Hmm? Are you going to come?"

Life is not easy, Bobo cried. In order to dispel the suspicion of this group of people, he also tried his best. In fact, for this good figure, his calorie management is quite strict. Now he has eaten it for a day.

Ronan and the others did not stop him, but instead watched Bobo continue to eat with interest.

"It's okay, it's okay. There is a big dog family among us, who is from the Sbit Wagen Consortium. He is very rich. He treats guests and eats as much as he wants!" Ronan said in a bad way.

Erqiao: "Big Dog Man? What is this magical metaphor?"

Porunarev: "I've really had enough. Are you guys playing with me? Silver chariot! Hiccup!"

After burping, a lean and lean armored knight appeared behind Bobo, and Bobo ordered: "Troubleshoot these people!"

Ronan and Jotaro shook their heads and sighed, "Oh, I haven't had enough fun yet, this Porunaref is really funny."

“The Proclamation of Creation!”

"Caterio Spicy Sauce (Platinum Star)!"

Ronan punched Bobo in the face, and Platinum punched him in the face on the other side of the silver chariot. Two fists of Force A hedged, and Bobo fell into a coma on the spot.

Erqiao: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, aren't you dead? Can't you have a concussion? Not that you're useless?"

Ronan: "System, check the status of Porunarev."

System: "Jane Pierre Porunarev: Status, fainting, no life-threatening, no serious injury."

Ronan also personally used alchemy to check it out. Except for the two teeth that were loose, there was nothing serious about it. So Ronan took his own initiative to help him repair the bad teeth, and then stood up to explain the situation to everyone.

"It's okay, a simple coma, an ordinary person can wake up in less than half an hour, but we have to solve this first."

Ronan pushed Bobo's forehead away, and a wriggling ball of meat was moving inside.

Jotaro: "I'll do it this time, the cafeteria is hot sauce."

The strong blue-skinned man came out of Jotaro's body and pinched the granulum and pulled it hard. A small ball with flesh and blood tentacles was thrown into the air.

Abdrew was ready, "Magician's Red!"

A chicken-headed and human-body object flew out of his body, spraying flames from his mouth, completely eliminating the granulation. This is Abudru's substitute, Magician Red, a substitute designed by Egypt's Sun God La, and its ability is to spray flames with extremely high temperatures.

"Very good. All members of the Egyptian DIO team have been collected. Now let's go directly to Egypt!"

Hotel lobby: "Several guests, this store does not allow fighting to happen!"

Two Joe took the check and filled in a number and signed it, and handed it to him, "This should be enough to compensate you for your losses."

The lobby was happy and smiled, "Of course, of course, you can do whatever you want!"

Ronan: "I almost forgot that this person is still a money-capable person..."

Damn it, Ronan instantly remembered Batman Bruce Wayne, a rich man living in Gotham City who didn't want to be named.
Chapter completed!