Giorno continued to blink and said obediently, "Mr. Kotobuki, could you please take your hand off my forehead?"

According to normal thinking, he should withdraw his hand at this time, and then apologize with an embarrassed look. But Shi Bai is not a normal person. Just like he didn't know what mentality he had when he knocked on the ground just now, his eyes seemed to be filled with the golden curls that glowed even in the night, and the three donut-like shapes, tempting him to stretch out his sinful hands.

Just looking at the serious expression of the silver-haired boy, no one would have thought that he seemed to be addicted to playing with other people's hair. Shibai looked at Giorno's curly hair and sighed with some regret: "It would be better if he had aloof hair."

Giorno: “…”

Giorno: "I'm really sorry that I don't have alopecia."

Giorno ignored his messy bangs and climbed out from below with his hands, followed by Bucciarati and others. Giorno didn't ask why Bai was still here. He glanced at the half body behind him and explained what happened.

When they came ashore, Polnareff was the first to step on the ground, and half of his body melted away. Giorno recognized that this was a kind of mold called locust-eating mold or cordyceps sinensis, which he had read about in popular science books. He also knew the characteristics of these molds and realized at the first time that only high places could protect them from mold erosion.

Afterwards, Giorno used the Golden Experience to help Polnareff repair his body. The woman's clothing was previously for hiding, but this time Giorno directly helped Polnareff return to his original state, and also changed his throat. Polnareff would no longer make a female voice.

After Polnareff recovered, Jotaro Kujo and Noriaki Kakyoin both breathed a sigh of relief. The mere fact that their companion was injured made them both very angry. Unfortunately, Jotaro Kujo's Stand was close-range, and the injury of Noriaki Kakyoin's Stand would also affect the original body. If infected with mold, Noriaki Kakyoin would also lose the ability to move.

So Jotaro Kujo and his team had no choice but to circle around and stand on a high place to find the Stand user and deal with him. Giorno chose to stay where he was, and he found that there was more than one enemy, and the ground was collapsing, so he wanted them to reach an environment that the mold was adapted to.

No matter how fast Giorno's Stand repairs, it can't keep up with the mold erosion. At this time, Giorno suddenly remembered that the sun, low temperature and soil can effectively inhibit the growth of mold. Bucciarati couldn't watch Giorno being corroded by mold, so he stood up and pulled the zipper on the ground, coming to the underground covered with mud and soil. As expected, the speed of mold erosion was indeed reduced.

It is very difficult to deal with a Stand User who lives with mud underground, but the opponent's brain doesn't seem to be very useful. As long as you find the right direction, there will basically be no problem.

There was nothing to explain about Shibai. After all, just looking at the scene, one could analyze what happened. Seeing the blood on Shibai's face almost dried up, Giorno searched his pockets, but he was too anxious to go out these few times and didn't bring any tissues or handkerchiefs. Then he thought, after all, everyone is now a wolf after a battle, and this is not a picnic, so there is no need to be too fussy.

"Mr. Kotobuki, the fact that you're standing right in front of us means..." Giorno suddenly realized something.

Shibai lowered his eyes: "His name is Chocolat."

Giorno was stunned.

The young man with beautiful silver-white hair seemed to be reminiscing. He said, "A few years ago, I saw him slaughter an entire... Those people were all innocent, just like the residents living here now."

The silver-haired boy was confused and conflicted, but he did not regret his current behavior.

Giorno softened his expression, reached out his hand, ruffled Shibai's hair, and agreed, "Well, he deserves to die."

"If you hadn't taken action first, I would have let him experience my treatment. For example, turning his arms and legs into radishes?"

Giorno said the most horrific words in the most gentle way.

Shi Bai stared at the arms on his head and took a step back: "Are you seeking revenge?"

Giorno, whose hair was messed up a while ago, smiled and said, "How could that be?"

Bucciarati and his companions who had gone to explore the surrounding area also returned and looked at the two boys of similar age who seemed to be fighting with a puzzled look on their faces: "What happened?"

Giorno withdrew his hand and said, "No."

Then he changed the subject, "Bucciarati, have you found anything?"

Bucciarati shook his head. “Maybe it’s because of the mold. There are almost no living people around here.”

Giorno's pupils darkened and he said, "In that case, we must find Diavolo as soon as possible to avoid involving these ordinary people any further."

"To release such a filthy and abominable Stand User - if it weren't for Kotobuki-san, perhaps this entire city would be corroded by mold. Bucciarati, do you think such a cruel person, who can become a passionate boss, would let go of a daughter who might threaten him?"

Bucciarati's pupils shrank. He had never thought of this angle before: "Are you saying that the boss would choose to kill his own daughter?"

He subconsciously denied it, "No, this is impossible. Even if it's the boss, he would hurt his innocent daughter for his own selfish interests. This is simply impossible!"

In the Mafia, family members play a very special role.

Since he chose to betray, Fugo's brain was put to the best use. If he had not been so inevitably on this boat, he would have left halfway according to Fugo's character. Failure would mean death, and with such a threat, Fugo's brain calmed down later, and he could only continue to follow everyone forward.

So at this moment, Fugo was very calm and detached from the emotion, and analyzed: "What Giorno said is not impossible, Bucciarati, you should also understand."

"According to the current spread of the mold, can the boss really be 100% sure that his daughter will not be harmed... No, even if his daughter is transferred in advance, what about the innocent people who died from the mold now?"

With Chocolat's death, the mold has dissipated, and at least now it seems safe. Jotaro Kujo, who disappeared halfway, has also returned. In his hand, he is holding a man whose legs seem to be shaking and who looks terrified and doesn't know what happened. Perhaps it was because he was standing on a high place before that he happened to avoid being infected by the mold. To an ordinary person, Jotaro Kujo's behavior at this moment seems a little excessive, so Noriaki Kakyoin replaced Jotaro Kujo, tied up the man with a stand, and gently explained that he was just asking something and there was no need to be nervous.

The two of them didn't seem to be surprised at all that there were suddenly six more people present. Instead, Polnareff was the one who started shouting.

It was night time now, and many details could not be seen clearly. From Polnareff's perspective, he could only see a few slender figures with long hair fluttering in the wind, standing in front of him. The French man's natural romantic heart began to beat. Without roses in his hands, Polnareff could only praise these unique beauties with sweet words.

Bucciarati, who was still talking to Fugo Giorno, was stunned. He suddenly remembered something and undressed. In order to avoid being discovered by Diavolo, Giorno had slightly disguised the guards. But Giorno himself knew that his stand would make people feel intense pain. Most importantly, Giorno was not sure whether his stand would continue to produce effects after his death.

It would be fine for him, but Giorno would never agree to it if Bucciarati and the others got into trouble just for a disguise. In the end, Giorno used a chair next to him to create a pair of separate flesh lumps - just like silicone breast pads, to make the fake look real.

Even though it was done by Giorno, it is already true.

Bucciarati herself is wearing a lace bra, her hair is a little longer, and her face is modified with makeup - don't ask where the makeup came from, if you ask, it was from a violent person who painted her lips green... cough, or Giorno picked it up when he went out.

Fortunately, their frames are not very big, and Narancia and Fuge are still minors, their bodies have not fully grown, so the problem is easier to solve.

As for the voice problem, you just need to learn a little bit about voice change. If you really can't do it, it's okay to be mute. After all, you don't really need to speak.

Even in terms of height, except for Abbasi, no one present was taller than 180cm, so disguise was a very easy thing.

So at this moment, in front of Polnareff, a French man, a woman with long flowing hair and a ponytail, a great figure, a gentle temperament, unzipped her shirt in front of several big men on their side, revealing a tight lace bra. The lace could not cover anything, and two white and soft balls of flesh seemed to be about to - damn, they really fell out! ! ! !

Polnareff's worldview seemed to collapse at this moment. His beautiful fantasy about women was shattered at this moment.

Abbaccio pulled Bucciarati's clothes back with a dark face: "There's no need to explain this matter like this."

Bucciarati didn't have any idea. He took off his clothes with a straight face and said frankly: "I think this is more intuitive. After all, there is no need to hide it anymore."

Just now, after coming out of the zipper inside Giorno's body and solving the problem of the boss's bodyguard, the intelligence may have reached the boss's desk.

Mista, who also had long black curly hair and was mistaken for a woman by Polnareff, had no light in his eyes. His pure black eyes met Polnareff's devastated expression, and he said in a deliberately low and extraordinarily deep male voice, "Just get used to it, Mr. Polnareff."

"Next time you meet a girl, please make sure of her gender before deciding whether to approach her or not."

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