Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 134 Jonny, I'm Your Cousin

America, San Diego.

Registration for the 'Steel Ball Run' contest.

'boom. '

A purse was thrown at random.

The string broke, and the table was full of coins.

Inside the window, the staff glanced out, reached out to put away the scattered coins, and said: "The registration fee is 1000 and [-] US dollars per person. After payment, this window will not accept any request for refund regardless of any reason.

Two days later, regardless of the earthquake or fire, the game will start normally.

If you think it is acceptable, please sign here. "

After speaking, he handed out a form and a pen.

After pondering for a moment, the young man outside the window quietly wrote his name on the top of the watch.
- 'Jero. Zibelin'.

"Very good, here is your player card, back number, and commemorative coins and badges."

A head shoved Gero with a lot of things, and the staff showed a very official smile, "Then, B-636, Gero Zibelin, good luck."

"Thank you for your blessings."

Geralt smiled, showing his mouth full of gold teeth.

Under the illumination of the light, the staff can see clearly.

It says 'GO!GO!ZEPPELI! '

"Weird," he muttered softly.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the door.

"Someone is about to fight!"

Catching a certain word eye, Jello's expression moved slightly.

Bringing his things, he hurried to the street.

Look around.

However, on both sides of the street, an old man and a young man were facing each other from a distance.

The old man, probably in his fifties, held a revolver with a fierce look on his face.

The lesser side, but in his early twenties, with his hands in his pockets, looked calm.

Jello pressed his hat and asked the people around him who were also watching the excitement, "What happened to those two guys?"

"What else could have happened, 'Blood Hand' took a fancy to that kid's horse. If he couldn't steal it, he wanted to rob him. Who knew that the security officer happened to be nearby. In desperation, he had to change his mind and start a duel."

"Is that so~" Geralt whistled.

Sweeping left and right, he really found a good horse not far away.

From head to tail, it is ten feet long; from hoof to neck, it is eight feet high.

The body is like thick ink, and there is not a single stray hair on the whole body.

Jello's heart thumped, and his eyes suddenly straightened.

Be nice.

It's a one-of-a-kind horse!
He licked his lips and looked carefully at the owner of the dark horse.

A black wide-brimmed hat, a pair of shiny cowhide boots, a long trench coat with metal chains and hunting trousers look at least [-]% new. Definitely a brand name.

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of Jero's mouth, "Which rich young master is this? How dare you come to such a mixed place."

On the field.

Kurt Wiggins, known as the 'Blood Hand', grinned, "Boy, if you want to live, leave the horse and the things in your wallet!"

The youth asked back, "So, this is your last word?"

The wind blows.

There was silence all around.

'Blood Hand' was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly burst out laughing.

The young man was unmoved, raised his arm, and gestured toward the 'blood hand' to shoot.

Seeing this, whether it was 'Blood Hands' or the audience, they all felt that the black-haired boy must be frightened.

So does Jello.

He shook his head.

People who are stupid and have a lot of money should stay at home, why bother going out and wandering around and losing their lives in vain.

Crazy work.

'Blood Hands' shot.

'boom! ''boom! ''boom! '

He pulled the trigger one after another.

Unexpectedly, his opponent just leaned slightly, and all six bullets missed, none of them hit.

'Blood Hand' and the audience were dumbfounded.

really!
Is that okay?

The young man smiled.

In the next second, 'Blood Hand' was pierced by an unknown force and fell to the ground on his back.

Blood blooms.

The expressions of everyone froze on their faces.

OH MY GOD!

What did they just see?
'Unarmed'

This.
Is this a fucking thing a human can do? !

"Who else."

The young man spoke lightly.

Sweeping over the crowd, he raised his tone and repeated it again, "Who else!"

No one responded.

The young man pursed his lips and sighed: "Everyone present, is there really no one willing to have two tricks with me, Jon Joestar?
If you win me, the horses, money, and my life are all yours. "

Hearing this, Jero's heart moved, and his right hand involuntarily slid to his waist.

but.

Before he could make a decision.

Two cowboys, one fat and one thin, suddenly walked out of the crowd and shouted, "Hey, boy, are you telling the truth?"

Jon nodded, "Of course."

Saying that, he took out his bulging wallet and lit up, "I have at least $[-] in cash here.

Win me, or kill me, the money, and the horse behind me, at your disposal. "

Fifty thousand dollars!

Good horse BMW!

The wealth and silk moved people's hearts, and the eyes of the audience lit up.

The two cowboys, one fat and one thin, were also overjoyed, and couldn't wait to pull out their revolvers.

Unexpectedly, Jon waved his hand, "Let's talk about it first, you are planning to duel with me, right?"

conflict, no.

Duel, okay.

The rules of the West are so simple and rude.

"Of course!"

The two said in unison.

Jello pouted.

Two on one.

The face is gone.

Sure enough, Jon on the field also shook his head, "Sorry, I can't accept your challenge"

The fat and thin duo didn't care.

Looking at each other, the two were trying to decide who would duel 'Jon Joestar' first.

Unexpectedly, Jon's next sentence could not be fixed directly to them.

"Because you are definitely not my opponents. If you want to fight for life and death, go find eight more companions."

Everyone: .
seen crazy.

Never seen so crazy!
One dozen ten.

Even if each person has only one revolver, that's a full sixty bullets!

How dare he.

Why would he dare?
Jello opened his mouth, speechless.

There are mountain high mountain.

One person is more waves than one person.

no matter what the result is.

'Jon Joestar', the name is destined to become legendary today!

of course.

What kind of legend it is, it is not certain.

Maybe it was Jon's 'arrogance' that annoyed the proud cowboys, or maybe the allure of $[-] and a good horse was too much.

However, after seven or eight breaths, there were ten people on the field.

When there are too many people, those who watch the fun will not dare to go too far.

After all, bullets have no eyes.

In case of accidental injury, there is no place to cry.

Gerald's choice, like most people, retreated into the buildings on both sides of the street and quietly observed the situation outside through the dilapidated shutters.

Call ~
The wind blows and the grass rolls.

Add a bit of chill.

Without anyone's order, the ten greedy people raised their pistols in unison.

Jon lowered his wide-brimmed hat on top of his head.

Raising his head, he smiled gently, "Gentlemen, welcome to hell."

In my ear, gunshots continued.

Jonny Joestar stared blankly at everything in front of him, his brain completely fell into a state of shutdown.

He was originally a genius in the American horse racing world, but an accident caused his lower body to be paralyzed.Feeling hopeless in life, he came to the starting point of the 'SBR' competition alone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I entered the camp, I was involved in an extremely bad 'shooting incident'!
In the line of sight, the young man wearing a long trench coat looks like a ghost, with agility that ordinary people can't cultivate, he avoids the bullet rain accurately and quickly.

Then, golden arcs appeared out of nowhere, filling Jonny's eyes.

swear to god!

At that moment, all the cells in his body were cheering.

Like a thirsty pedestrian longing for the spring and rain.

His barren body also yearns for those 'arcs'!
Shortness of breath suddenly.

In ecstasy and shock.

Jonny even forgot about his dangerous situation.

It wasn't until a stray bullet was shot into his left shoulder that he suddenly realized that he couldn't stay here for long!
"Sigh~"

Jonny sucked in a breath.

Ignoring the pain in his shoulder, he pushed the wheelchair desperately, trying to escape from here.

However, after slipping out a few meters, Jonny gritted his teeth, stopped his movements and faced the fierce battlefield again.

Death is not scary.

Life is worse than death!
He stared intently at the man in the long trench coat.

Watching each other's every move.

Dodge, punch, touch your fingers, and stretch your legs.
So beautiful.

Simply art!
He had never seen such a stunning performance.

in the smoke.

in screaming.

The man was like a world-famous master, patiently sculpting his own work.

I do not know how long it has been.

The wind stops.

The killings subsided.

The man in the trench coat suddenly turned around and pressed the brim of his hat on Jonny who was not far away.

as if
Gorgeous curtain call.

"Hmm." Jonny swallowed, subconsciously wanting to applaud.

However, as soon as he raised his hand, the severe pain in his shoulder brought him back to reality.

Seeing this scene, the man in the trench coat approached with a smile.

"Injured?" He glanced at Jonny's shoulder, "Don't move, I'll help you."

Jonny opened his mouth, but made no sound.

The man in the trench coat hooked his fingers, and the bullet embedded in his shoulder was taken out by an unknown mysterious force.

Jonny was in pain, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead.

At this moment, the man in the long trench coat pressed his hand on his wound.

The golden arc danced.

Jonny was stunned at first.

Immediately, he trembled comfortably.

The extremely pure life energy flowed through his limbs, and his wounds actually improved with the naked eye!

Not only that, but even the lower half of the body, which was unconscious, felt a tingling numbness very rarely.

miracle
Do not!
This is a "miracle"!
Excited, Jonny grabbed the arm of the man in the trench coat, "Sir, please tell me, what exactly is this power?"

"Don't tug at it, it's not good for people to see." The man in the long trench coat coughed lightly, "I'll tell you if you let go of your hand."

Meeting the other party's eyes, Jonny thought about it again and again, and had to let go for the time being.

The man in the trench coat looked down at Johnny, and said word by word, "This is a 'ripple', just like throwing a stone into the water will set off ripples, using a special breathing method to generate ripples in the body can also generate all kinds of incredible power. ."

"Ripple." Jonny repeated the word silently.

After returning to his senses, he grabbed the arm of the man in the trench coat again, "Please, no matter what you ask me to do, please tell me the mystery of the 'ripple'!"

"You want to know the mystery of 'ripple'?" asked the man in the long trench coat.

Jonny nodded hastily.

Hearing this, the man in the trench coat raised the corner of his mouth, "I feel your thoughts."

Suddenly, he changed his words, "But, I refuse!"

'Take ga, verbal wow'

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jonny always felt that the moment the other party threw out these words, the style of painting had some indescribable changes.
"One of my favorite things about Jon Joestar is to reject those self-righteous guys." Jon raised his head, "You and I are not relatives, so I don't need to mention it again."

Jonny blinked, "No, what did you say? Did you just say that your name is 'Jon Joestar'?"

Wouldn't it be so coincidental!

He looked at Jon suspiciously, trying desperately to recall the genealogy in his mind.

Jon asked knowingly, "What's wrong with my name, is there a problem?"

Jonny took a deep breath, "You may not believe it now.

However, my name is exactly 'Johnny Joestar'. "

"What!" Jon showed a very exaggerated expression, "Your surname is 'Jostar' too?"

Then, he asked, "Is your father George Joestar!"

Jonny smiled bitterly, "Yeah, but you are"

"Hey!" Jon slapped his thigh, "It's really flooded the Dragon King Temple, the family doesn't know the family, Jonny, I'm your eldest cousin!"

Jonny: ? ? ?
and many more.

I'm in a bit of a mess.

Jon also knew that the excuse was nonsense, and added: "Johnny, your original name was Jonathan, that's right."

Ok?
Even know this!

Jonny lowered his guard slightly.

However, still confused.

Jon smiled and said: "Johnny, you don't know, in fact your father has a brother, it is my father Joseph Joestar.

Our family went to the UK early, and you can be forgiven for not knowing me. "

'British relative'

real or fake?

Jonny is no fool.

On the contrary, he was so vigilant about everything around him.

but
Thinking of the magical 'ripple power', Jonny was sure in his heart, and took Jon's hand enthusiastically, "Cousin, I didn't expect to see you here!"

As the so-called 'the man has affection, the concubine has intention'

Uh.

That description seems inappropriate.

Anyway, the two who had different goals hit it off, and this relative was just so confused.

From now on, I will call you brother.

You call me brother.

Jonny felt so happy about it.

For so many years.

I finally saw hope to get back on my feet.

On the other hand, Jon is also in a good mood.

Jonny.

Jonny.

My joe baby~
with you.

The plan is half done.

And the other half.
He looked at a building.

Inside the house, Jello suddenly shuddered.

Ok?
Inexplicable feeling that someone is thinking about my body.

cough cough.

Will not.

It must be an illusion.

Shaking his head, Geral suppressed the mess of thoughts.

Sweeping the tragic situation in the Shura field on the street, he gently stroked the iron ball on his waist.

'Jon Joestar'

What a dangerous guy.

but
Why does he feel so excited?
"White teeth (not good)." Geral grinned, revealing his mouth full of gold teeth, "If I challenge that kind of monster, I'll definitely die."

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(End of this chapter)