Stand User in Marvel Universe

The last time Dior bought all the gold left in William's hands, he also got a phone number, and this time he became his target.

He took out the cash he had hidden in advance, and Dior quickly rushed to the location he had reported before he realized that it was a slum, inhabited by a large number of poor people and outlaws.

Just as he approached a certain distance, two strong light searchlights struck him, suddenly not knowing where he was coming from, more than a dozen shadows blocked in front of him.

The atmosphere suddenly became particularly nervous, when Dior put his handbag in front of him and shouted, “I'm here to make a deal, I've called before. ”

Then there was a dull voice behind these people, “Who gave you this number? ”

“William, I ate his stuff and that's why I got this call. ”

The air suddenly calmed down, and after about a dozen seconds, the voice continued: "Let him come over and check if there were anyone else around. ”

The crowd split apart and Dior walked forward, finally seeing the speaker at the end.

It was a man with tattoos all over his body, as if he was obese, and at the moment the whole person was trapped on the couch like a pile of fat and tired piles.

When Dior approached, two more people stopped him and stared at him.

“What do you want to trade? ”

The soap opera on TV was still on, and the compost had no idea how to get out of sight, just asking.

“Gold. ”

“Is the money enough? ”

Dior threw his handbag on the floor with his bare hands, and the man next to him immediately squatted down and checked it, and nodded towards the fat pile and whispered.

When he heard the dead and alive boy come alone with half a million dollars in cash to trade, he revealed an extremely ironic laugh.

“Good, I took the money and took him to see the merchandise. ”

As soon as the two white men heard the order, they smiled and came to Dior's sides, with his mouth full of bad breath: "Let's go. ”

After seeing this scene, Dior laughed, too, and followed him to another room, guarded by two ‘bodyguards’, one left and one right.

When Dior "understood" was taken away, the rest of the people showed a brutal smile and seemed very eager to see what would happen next. William was not the first to send "goods" to the door. Many people had been deceived by his image, but in fact, how could a good guy who dared to do this kind of business privately but lived all the time easily trust others, even tell others that the channels in his hands were so blank?

Do you have a better chain of deals than this, where you sell goods and trick customers into eating black and making money?

It was William's level of blackness that led a group of meat mountains named ‘Swamp' to ‘like’ doing business with this guy.

That's not it, nothing. Half a million dollars will come to the door for nothing. You'll get more when you open that idiot's mouth.

On the other hand, it was not known that William had deliberately lured him to make that call. Dior cooperated very well in walking into an empty house with nothing in it, but once he came in, he could smell the intense, bloody smell that couldn't be dispersed. The scum must have killed a lot of people here.

So Dior muttered to himself, "This is a great place to kill and dump a body. ”

At this point, the two people standing behind him immediately gave a bloodthirsty smile after glancing at him, and walked toward the skinny little monkey and grabbed him.

“Well, are you satisfied with the goods? ”

“Satisfied... satisfied can no longer be satisfied. ”

Until the voice fell, the ruthless [world] instantly gathered behind him, then punched the white man who caught him on the shoulder into two pieces!

“Why did I fall? ”

When he found his hand getting farther and farther away from the little man, he was still confused, until he saw himself standing in the same spot, spraying blood on his lower body and falling down, and he realized what he was scared of...

The other, who had witnessed his companion fly out of his body all of a sudden, seemed somewhat frightened. He subconsciously touched his face, full of warm gorillas, and then turned and ran like crazy. He wanted to cry out for help, but the next second he fell into eternal darkness.

When Dior turned around, he saw [the world] throw that man's head away at random and set up an extremely arrogant JOJO stand, seemingly dissatisfied with Dior's repeated attempts against such a weak enemy.

“OK, come back, man, I'll take care of them myself. ”

Dior suddenly burst into tears and didn't think that the seemingly ruthless [world] even had a time to fool around, but it was true that these ordinary people were totally discouraged by [the world], and the simple massacre was a bit boring.

Another reason is that the "scene of the car accident" caused by [the world] is too recognizable. Later, it may be doubtful about him. Let [the world] rest this time.

So the arrogant [world] that stood by JOJO disappeared. Dior also tried to set up such a shameful Pose once in the middle of a while, but it almost broke his bones, so he forcibly twisted his body or let his double do it.

“So what should we do this time? ”

Dior swept around and finally found a rusty wooden knife and tried to wave it twice, not very handy, but it doesn't matter.

“Silver ripples go! ”

As the power of the silver corrugated sword was transferred into the wooden knife and wrapped it, the rusty wooden knife quickly became sharp, and Dior just gently swung down the door.

“It's okay, it could be a little bloody soon. ”

Still satisfied, Dior walked out with a firewood knife and admitted to coming back the same way.

“Who, you? How did you get out...”

There was a man on the road, who was very surprised to see Dior coming out intact, then saw the wooden knife in his hand, and immediately had a bad guess.

“Put the knife down, stop! ”

The man immediately wanted to pull out the gun, but only saw the silver flash, his whole person was like a stereotype magic, he could no longer move, until Dior walked next to him, the sound of the fall sounded, he was cut in half by standing up!

“Try cutting your neck next time, or it'll be disgusting. ”

In the wind comes the whispering of someone who is gradually moving away.