stand-in creed

Giorno froze for a moment: "Thank you."

Just as he took the cherries, Giorno watched helplessly as Kakyoin put one of them on the tip of his tongue, and then began to dance on the tip of his tongue.

"Rerorerorerorero.

"Rorororororo..."

Who is this!

Giorno's seal turned black.

This is how the off-road vehicle is quietly driving on the American highway, heading towards Florida.

……

New York is about 1600 kilometers away from Florida.

By the time the plane landed at Miami International Airport, it was already the early morning of April [-].At this point in time, there were no people on the streets. Since Pucci was a vampire, Nero, who had been wild and cautious all his life, decided to seek his bad luck after sunrise today, so he planned to find a place to stay.

In fact, there is no need to prepare. The employees of the SPW consortium have already booked a local five-star hotel for Nero.

Even prepared a car for Nero and his party.

But Nero thought about it: "Dior's friend, plus the vampire... Although this kind of guy was as timid as a mouse when he saw me in Rome, but considering his audacious behavior at Mr. Smokey Brown's house This also means that as long as he thinks he has a chance of winning, then he can do anything.

"It is more than [-]% likely that there will be substitute messengers coming to attack us tonight.

"There are too many people in the five-star hotel, if possible, I hope to find a "secluded" place with "less people" to live in. "

"Then just sleep in the car?" Kakyoin immediately suggested, "Anyway, it's only for one night, and we're not spoiled enough to insist on staying in a five-star hotel, as long as we have a place to go to the toilet."

"Even if there is no place to go to the toilet." Mista used to be a homeless man, so he didn't pay much attention to these things. "It's a bit desolate and remote. If you want to go to the toilet, you can solve it by facing the corner of the wall. No one will care."

"...What about washing your hands?" Although Giorno didn't care about these things, he was a clean kid.

"There is mineral water in the trunk."

The staff of the SPW consortium who prepared the car said so.

pat.

Nero snapped his fingers to signal everyone to get on the bus.

However, the next moment Nero frowned: "Stop!"

"……Um?"

Several people looked at Nero together.

However, the next moment, Nero shouted loudly.

"— Stairway to Heaven!!!"

boom!

The car rocketed into the air.

At the same time, the other cars in the parking lot touched by Nero came to life instantly, blocking Nero and the others like a shield.At the moment when the shield was completed, the cell phone rang first, followed by a violent roar that exploded in the parking lot.

boom -

The car exploded.

The cars that were used as shields turned into a pile of scrap metal, and everyone was in shock.As for Stairway to Heaven, he instantly strangled the SPW consortium employee's neck and took something out of his pocket.

Mobile phone.

The most recent record in the call history is ten seconds ago.

"You bastard—?!"

Mista instantly drew out a pistol and pointed it at the employee.

However, at this time, the employee was so frightened that he cried.

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything! All I know is to obey Lord White Snake's orders! I don't want to listen to him, I really don't want to, but I have to obey his orders..."

"White snake?!" Kakyoin frowned.

"Why did this guy have nothing on his face just now, but now he suddenly looks like this?" Mista was puzzled.

"I'm afraid White Snake's Disc has stopped working. The command he received should be something like a "remote control bomb", but now that the bomb has been deciphered, White Snake's ability is over, and his own consciousness has taken over the body again. "Jiorno analyzed.

"...Give me your job number. Before the series of events is over, you will be suspended from work and rest at home. After the end, you will not be able to return to work until the psychiatrist of the SPW consortium approves it. No problem, right? ?”

Nero squatted down, looked at the employee who was so frightened and fell to the ground, and spoke softly but irrefutablely.

The employee just kept nodding and gave his job number intermittently while crying.

Then Nero got up and walked towards the exit of the parking lot.

"Guys, get out before the police arrive.

"I don't want to waste my precious sleep time arguing with the police."

Nero strode forward.

At the same time, the Prison on Green Dolphin Street stretched out, Enrique Pucci gently closed the Bible in his hand, and looked into the distance.

"Welcome to Miami-

"—Nero Zeppelin."

Chapter 28 Debt Collector Marilyn Manson Part One

Nero and his party left Miami Airport in a hurry before the police arrived after hearing the news.

In the early hours of the morning, there were no people on the streets of Miami, and Nero, who didn't intend to trouble Pucci in the dark, simply led the crowd around Miami, planning to find a suitable place to stay overnight.Walking, but unknowingly came to the vicinity of the slums.

However, at this moment, there was an angry shout from a residential house that was still lit not far away.

"Get out of my way—!!!"

The owner of the voice is a middle-aged man who sounds like he is in a rage.

Immediately afterwards, Nero and his party saw with their eyes that in a residential building not far away, a middle-aged man with pink hair and a violent temper angrily pulled a boy who seemed young by the neckline and dragged him out of his yard. Then he slammed the door angrily and went home.

The boy looked about thirteen or fourteen years old, with pink hair, just sitting on the floor of the house blankly in a daze.After there was no movement in the room, the boy dusted off his pants with a nonchalant expression and stood up.

Nero's gaze was also fixed on the boy.

There is no other reason, but I feel that this boy looks very similar to a life-and-death friend I know——

Diablo.

The boy who resembled Diablo also looked at Nero and his party with some curiosity—there is a slum one street ahead, and people who dare to wander around here at this point, and people who are dressed like hippies in weird ways don't care about it. He is not a good person, so the boy who took it for granted asked a little curiously.

"Excuse me, are you... are you a gangster?"

How to answer this question?

Kakyoin was a little dazed.

Although Kakyoin, as a serious office worker who leads the salary of the SPW consortium, has already stepped into the world of wealth and freedom, it is certainly impossible to be a mafia.But at this moment, the people who are traveling with him seem to have...a little problem.

However, before Nero and the others could speak, the boy said first: "I just want to tell you that I don't have any money on me. Even if I rushed into our house, I would only find a bunch of IOUs, bills and empty wine bottles. If you want If you want to rob, you can consider changing the target."

"..."

Nero Yintang blackened.

Mista twitched all over, trying not to let himself laugh and was cut alive by Nero.

The boy was taken aback: "Isn't it? You all look like gangsters!"

Giorno looked at the boy who was only one or two years younger than him with some curiosity, but soon lost interest.

While continuing to follow Nero's pace, he said casually: "We are indeed gangsters. But such things as house robbery are only done by low-level gangsters. Rather than worrying about us robbing your house, you should worry about yourself How will you live in the future—you were kicked out of the house by your father just now, right?"

"It's just that I don't have a place to live tonight. Abandoning a child in the United States is a felony. That guy doesn't have the guts to really kick me out of the house and go to jail." The boy thought for a while and followed followed the footsteps of Nero and his party.

Nero frowned.

Kakyoin seems to have gone with Nero: "Little friend, why are you following us?"

"I didn't follow you, I was just going to sleep on the bench of the basketball court, and I happened to drop by with you." The boy was telling the truth.

"Sounds like a place to spend the night?" Giorno said.

"The bench..."

Mista, the former homeless man, was a little emotional.

Nero thought for a while, then took out a dollar bill from his wallet and handed it to the boy: "Little guy, lead the way. After leading the way, take the money and find a decent hotel to sleep in. It's far away from us. The farther the better."

"I'm not called a little guy!"

While muttering, the boy wondered why Nero, who seemed to have no shortage of money like Nero, wanted to live in the park. He just thought that he couldn't understand the boss's mind, and said in a low voice.

"I'm not called Little One, I'm Annasuu—

"Narusiso Anasu."

"Yes, yes, little friend Annasu. So how did your father kick you out of the house?" Mista asked casually.

"Hey, hey, you're not a few years older than me, are you?" Annasui didn't know whether to praise him because he was born with a tough bone, or whether he should say that he was young and frivolous and didn't know the dangers of the world, and he faced an upright general like Mista. The gangster pinned to his waist had no intention of softening his mouth at all, "I didn't do anything, I just dismantled his car."

"... Disassemble the car?" Mista blinked.

"Don't you guys have such curiosity? I want to see how a thing is composed, want to confirm what's inside, and really take it apart under the drive of this curiosity."

Anna Sui said it as a matter of course.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.He looks so much like Diablo, but Nero feels that this kid looks so much like Yoshikage Kira when he smiles.

"I've had this hobby since I was little.

"In order to understand what the toy my mother bought me was, I took it apart, not to mention the landline at home, I naturally disassembled it into parts.

"When I was ten years old, I personally disassembled the Porsche of my neighbor's house into parts, but there was an accident when assembling it, which caused the neighbor to have a car accident and stayed in the hospital for six months. My parents also went to the court. The dock. After that, the family had to bid farewell to the original big house, and instead lived in this poor place near the slums, where gunshots were often heard in the middle of the night.”

"...I now think it was very kind of your father to just throw you out for a night now and then."

Even a person like Nero, who is not interested in meddling in other people's housework, can't help but talk like this.The boy named Anna Sui just shrugged his shoulders, as if he had no sense of doing anything wrong.

As for preaching, it's free.

Even on weekdays, Nero would not talk about this and that with strangers who met by chance like the aunts in the neighborhood, let alone tonight when he had to face Pucci after sunrise.Therefore, for Nero, the story of Annasui is just an episode of tonight.

More than 20 minutes later, Annasui led Nero and his party to a dilapidated basketball court in a slum.There are several benches beside the basketball court, two or three of which have been occupied by homeless people.Nero snapped his fingers lightly, and Mista pulled out a gun to wake up and drive away the homeless people on the benches, occupying the entire basketball court.

After finishing all this, Nero looked at Annasui who was standing under the street lamp.

"Boy, you should go too quickly."

"I know!"

Although Annasui was interested in this group of rich gangsters who wanted to compete with homeless people for benches, he was only slightly interested.

Compared with Nero and his party, Annasui wanted to find a place to sleep quickly, so after Nero said such words, he just waved his hand, took the one hundred dollars he got from Nero, and never looked back. gone.

Maybe we will never see each other again in this life, Annasui thought so.

-

Although it is the 22nd, this is an update on the 21st.Shuke's full attendance line is at six o'clock in the morning the next day.

In three and a half hours, I have to write Chapter 2!

Chapter 29 The Debt Collector Marilyn Manson Part II

Annasui is gone.

Taking the one hundred dollars that Nero gave me, I left happily.Although Nero gave him the one hundred dollars to send Annasuu away from them, away from them, after all, there might be a substitute messenger coming to the door at any time tonight, and it was too dangerous for people who had nothing to do with them to stay with them.

But Annasui secretly calculated in his heart.

"As long as I sleep on a park bench for the night, wouldn't it be equivalent to saving the cost of staying in a hotel? Why waste this money?"

Thinking of this, Annasui found a bench in a nearby park and slept comfortably.

However, before he had time to close his eyes while lying on the bench, a strange figure came to Annasuu, it was a homeless man.But for some reason, Annasui felt that the eyes of the homeless man in front of him seemed different from that of ordinary homeless men.

"Boy, I saw a little bit, there is a corner of something in your trouser pocket——