"Gioruno Giovanna! Do you know what you are doing?" Compared to Giorno, who was just an ordinary junior high school student two days ago, Abbazi is a former policeman and current gangster. He is superior to Giorno in terms of experience and physical fitness. Not long after he came in, Giorno was picked up by Abbazi like a kitten with its fate strangled by the neck.

This is probably a natural incompatibility. From the moment Giorno appeared in front of him, Apaci felt that this kid was annoying. Life is never a joke. It's like playing a game. He randomly mixes things into it. Things that originally had nothing to do with him also have to be inexplicably added - maybe this is one of the reasons why Apaci dislikes Giorno.

As a former police officer, Apache always had a feeling that this kid who was not even as tall as his shoulders would do something extraordinary. This was indeed the case. This kid actually entered the tower that the boss had forbidden!

"Are you tired of living?!" Apache was very angry, and Giorno naturally stepped on the thunder without correctly understanding Apache's mood at all, and said: "I really don't want to repeat what I have already said once, Mr. Apache."

"In my opinion, this is totally unnecessary." Giorno looked up at the pair of purple-gold eyes that looked like metal. "I was rejected by Mr. Bucciarati. I did not join your team, so what I do has nothing to do with you, Mr. Abbaccio."

Apache became even more annoyed, "You little brat!"

Fugo rushed over and panted, "You two are running too fast, aren't you?"

"No, let's get out of here before the boss finds us!"

After Fugo finished speaking, Mista suddenly shouted, and in this empty hall, there seemed to be an echo.

Fugo couldn't hold back his temper. He could be said to be the most rational and the most irritable person in the team, but he had been forcing himself to control his temper. Fugo took a few deep breaths, then turned to look at Mista's position and shouted in a low voice: "What are you doing, Mista!"

Mista was squatting on the ground in panic, trying to pick up the bullet that had fallen from his hat brim to the ground for some reason. "I'm sorry, I don't know what happened, the bullet suddenly fell down..."

But just now, there was no sound of the bullet falling on the ground. Mista didn't even feel the bullet falling - you know, he put the bullet in his hat, if it really fell on the ground, he should have noticed it immediately.

However, as soon as Mista set his eyes on the fallen ground, his body froze a little, and even his voice trembled a little, "I say... is there something wrong?"

Fugo: "Huh? What do you want to say?"

Mista stared at the four bullets on the ground. "From just now on, I had an inexplicable bad feeling... You know, 4 is really an unlucky number..."

Fugo tried to calm himself down, "Can you explain it more clearly, Mista?"

Mista raised his head. "I was thinking, our actions must have made a lot of noise... Why didn't the boss and Bucciarati react?"

Fugo was stunned, and Narancia, who had been on guard and watching the surroundings, suddenly screamed, which was even sharper than Mista's just now. Fugo immediately wanted to yell back angrily, but he didn't expect Narancia to be one step ahead of him. With a trembling voice with tears, he shouted at them: "The one lying on the ground... is Bucciarati?!"

Everyone was stunned, because there were many pillars in the hall, completely blocking their view. Abbaccio no longer wanted to hold Giorno by the collar, and rushed to the direction pointed by Narancia. He saw Bucciarati lying on the ground, with blood flowing from his hollow abdomen, which seemed to dye the ground red.

Giorno was also watching this scene in shock, but he was more sensitive than Abbacchio, who was completely focused on Bucciarati's body, to notice his ladybug brooch that also fell to the ground. That was the one he gave to Kotobuki.

Why did the brooch he gave to Kokusai end up in Bucciarati's wound? Did Kokusai want him to heal Bucciarati? Impossible, Bucciarati was already dead, even if the wound was healed, he couldn't be revived? So, what was the meaning of Kokusai leaving the brooch here?

Giorno was a little confused, but he compared it with Bucciarati's wounds, and when no one noticed, he let the golden experience attach to his body and gently tapped the ladybug brooch stained with Bucciarati's blood with his fist.

Abbaccio held Bucciarati's already cold body, like a seriously ill patient who finally found a life-saving straw. Even his pupils were dilated, and he said to Giorno: "Giovanna, I remember that your ability is to create life... You must have a way! I beg you, please save Bucciarati!"

Giorno placed his hand on Bucciarati's wound, silently replaced his ladybug brooch in its original place, and said to Abbaccio: "I'm sorry, Mr. Abbaccio... I can't bring the dead back to life..."

Naranja also looked incredulous. He held his head and asked, "What on earth just happened?"

"By the way, where's Kotobuki? Where's Oso? Aren't they here to see the boss?"

Mista muttered to himself, "I told you... 4 is a really bad number..."

Fugo stood there in a daze. He calmed down earlier than anyone else. He connected the past and the present, his pupils contracted, and he covered his mouth, "Could it be... is it really what I think..."

He immediately ordered Abbaccio: "Abbaccio, use your blues to replay what happened here! Let us see clearly who killed Bucciarati!"

Apache was in a trance, but was awakened by Fugo's words. He seemed to be trembling, but also seemed not to be. Apache took two deep breaths, and Melancholy Blues appeared beside him.

But just after this bluish-purple stand appeared, a barely perceptible silver light flashed before everyone's eyes, and a deep wound appeared on the stand's neck. The damage done by the stand fell on the stand's user himself, and blood spurted out and landed on the ground.

Giorno Giovanna immediately summoned the Golden Experience to heal Apache's wounds - but it was too late. He instinctively took two steps back, and a scratch appeared on his clothes, with a thin layer of blood. And it was just these few seconds that he missed the opportunity to heal Apache in time.

Fugo ordered, "Naranja!"

Narancia cooperated tacitly and summoned his stand. Aerosmith was a stand that could detect carbon dioxide. Narancia pointed to the location of the stairs, "There! Fugo!"

Fugal: "Mistad!"

"Got it!" Mista pulled out his gun, aimed it at the stairwell, and fired a bullet. Six small stand-ins sat on top of the bullet and responded to Mista in lively tones. Mista's sexy bullet is a very special stand that can communicate with its master.

But at this moment, the bullet flew across a distance, and six Stands inexplicably appeared at the entrance of the stairs. Among the six Stands, the one with the number 1 on its head shouted to Mista: "There's no one here! Mista!"

Naranja also looked at his Aerosmith in disbelief, "This is impossible! He is not in the original position!! He is--"

Fuge noticed something was wrong and turned around, "Where is it? Na... Naranja?!"

Just like the scene with Apache, his most familiar partner fell to the ground, and his blood instantly dyed the ground red. Fugo felt that he was going crazy, and he summoned his stand, Ziyan, which was a very violent stand that could release and attack with a killing virus. It only took 30 seconds for the opponent to become sick and die immediately.

Fugo himself is not immune to the virus, so he will only release his substitute when he has no other choice.

The sight of Naranja falling before his eyes was too much for Fugo, but even if he released the purple smoke, it was useless. The silver cop was not afraid of germs that harmed humans, and Mista's stand also left him because of the bullets. It was hard to understand why he didn't take advantage of this opportunity.

There was a flash of silver light, and there was no living person standing in front of Giorno anymore.

The blond boy took a deep breath and calmed down in this extreme situation. "Kotobuki-san, it's you, right?"

The whole hall was unusually quiet. Giorno smiled bitterly, "...I really can't think of the reason why you attacked Mr. Bucciarati and the others. But I can see that the wound was not caused by you."

"...Did the boss of the organization order you to do this? You know my ability, it's just a very ordinary 'healing' ability, it has no offensive properties, and I'm just an ordinary junior high school student."

"Even so, you're not willing to come out, Kotobuki-san?"

As Giorno finished speaking, the room seemed to become even quieter. A silver voice fell silently behind Giorno, and a cold blade fell on his neck.

"It seems that I will die too..." Giorno closed his eyes, "Can you please tell me the reason? Just consider it as fulfilling my last wish, Kotobuki-san?"

The silver-haired boy seemed to sigh, and his clear and cold voice fell into Giorno's ears, "Because, I am the boss's sword."

Giorno's breath disappeared, and Shibai drew his blade.

"Well done, Oso. It seems that you really didn't betray me." Diavolo, who had been hiding in the dark, showed a satisfied expression.

Shibai lowered his eyes and followed Diavolo like an emotionless object, leaving the tower.

Just after he left this place, a black cat stepped silently on the railing at the entrance of the stairs. Its emerald-like vertical pupils scanned the corpses lying on the ground. It meowed softly and disappeared abruptly.

Giorno, who was lying on the ground and should have lost his breath, immediately opened his eyes the moment the black cat disappeared.

Author's words: Congratulations to Shibaida for completing the team's mission to destroy the Guards.

You can guess what the Stand's abilities are!

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