Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 14 What Bugarati saw.
"Little devil, you are so bold, how dare you be lazy during working hours!"

The bearded chef didn't let him off because of his young age, and raised his hand and gave him a slap in the face.

Snapped!
Bucciarati's face was visibly swollen.

But he dared not speak.

Because now this job in the back kitchen was won by his father fisherman with all his efforts.

"Let me see you doing something meaningless again, be careful I break your legs!"

The chef snorted coldly and turned to the stove.

Bucciarati gritted his teeth, walked silently to the pool full of sea fish, and continued to deal with the trivial work of descaling.

Hey~
I don't know if the three foreign idiots left.

Dare to make trouble at the Blackwater Wharf under the name of a 'passionate' organization, isn't this courting death?
The children of the poor are in charge early.

Although only eight years old, Bugarati already understands a lot.

One of them is that you must not provoke gangsters.

Meanwhile, the restaurant front door.

"boom!"

The glass door was kicked open mercilessly, shattering into cobweb-like cracks.

Luca covered his left eye and led into the restaurant expressionlessly.

Sweeping over the people in the restaurant, he said in a gloomy tone: "I heard that someone here is using the name of our organization to swindle. Who is it? Come out quickly and don't force me to do it."

The 'Enthusiasm' organization has a terrible reputation. Even if it has only been established for a year, it has firmly established a foothold in Naples. How can ordinary people dare to provoke it.

No one dared to speak.

Luca wiped the tears from his cheeks and was about to say something.

Suddenly, a hand was raised quite casually.

"Here, the person you're looking for is here."

I'm going, what a fool!

Others in the restaurant stared blankly.

Brother, have you never seen what a black hand is?

So brave!
Not only everyone in the restaurant, but even the people in the back kitchen put down their work and rushed to the door to take a sneak peek at the situation outside.

Bucciarati bit his lip, wiped his hands on the apron, and tiptoed out, just in time to see Luca walking towards the three strangers.

He sighed silently.

God does evil, but still can live.

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!
Who told you not to run.

"It's all raw faces."

Pulling over a chair, Luca sat at Jon's table.

Sweeping over the three, he raised Erlang's legs, "So, who is the person who has friendship with our 'Enthusiasm' organization?"

Jon has an impression of this bastard who is always crying.

In the original world line, after more than ten years, he would become the little boss who collects protection fees for taxis at the exit of Naples Airport, and then Giorno Giobana used a stand-in to kill him and angered to receive a box lunch.

"Me, I know your boss."

Jon smiled.

After a pause, he said meaningfully: "We are old acquaintances."

"just you?"

Luca didn't believe it at all.

The snake has its way, and the rat has its way.

How could someone like Jon, who looks like a rich young master, have anything to do with the gang?
The bastard squinted, "Be honest with me!"

"Hey, stop yelling here, it will affect Laozi's eating!"

Polnareff was a grumpy and slapped the table hard.

Although Abdel didn't speak, he was ready to attack at any time.

Jon motioned the two to stay calm, and took the initiative to communicate: "I'm really an acquaintance of your boss. If you don't believe me, take me to see him, and you'll understand by then."

Hearing what Jon said, Luca was a little uncertain.

But on second thought, he reacted suddenly.

Damn, I almost fell for it!

If this kid is really acquainted with the BOSS, how can he use this little guy to lead the way, there is clearly a fraud!
"Brothers, do it!"

Whoever he is, beat him first.

Luca decisively ordered.

But Jon is faster than him!
The figure flickered, and the fist shadow was like a violent storm.

Euler, Euler, Euler, Euler!

A few hooligans didn't even notice what was going on, and flew out one by one, turning their eyes and losing consciousness.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Luca's forehead.

"you"

"I didn't want to make things worse."

Jon shook his head regretfully.

You said that you are a villain of trash, what are you doing with so many brains when you have nothing to do?
I was embarrassed when the plot was discovered.

"Hey, Abdel, is it my illusion? Why do I feel like Jon is stronger than when he was in Egypt!"

While Jon and Luca were negotiating, Polnareff asked in a low voice.

Abdel held out his hand like a bear, "You ask me, who should I ask?"

"In short, take us to your superior, don't worry, as long as you are obedient, I will not shoot at you."

As if he didn't hear the 'whispering' of the two teammates, Jon smiled and said.

"Dreaming I will not betray the organization!"

Luca replied tremblingly.

"Do you think I'm discussing with you?"

Jon squeezed his fist.

In the sound of clack, Luka was silent for a while, and finally chose to compromise.

Jon nodded in satisfaction.

"now it's right."

As soon as the words fell here, Polnareff began to say brokenly again: "Hey, Abdel, why do you think we don't look like good people?"

Hearing this, Abdel put on a serious face, "We are what we are, we don't need to be like."

There are both holding and amusing, dare you two brothers are talking about cross talk?

Three black lines appeared above Jon's head.

With all his attention on Luke, he didn't notice that at the door of the back kitchen, there were a pair of eyes flashing frantically with little stars.

So handsome.

He's so handsome that he has no friends!

Those are the people of the 'enthusiast' organization, they even said that they should clean up!

Although he is young and old, Bugarati still retains a childishness in his heart.

In his impression, the gang is the day of the dock.

The words of the gang members are even better than those of the cops with the big caps.

And now, the mighty mafia was directly brought down by one person.

Such a visual impact is no less than seeing Ultraman beat the little monsters with his own eyes!

Jon's figure magnified infinitely in Bugarati's heart, and suddenly became stalwart.

Dazzled.

Bugarati didn't know what was wrong with him. He was just as stunned. Before his brain could react, his body ran out without authorization.

It seems like a drowning person who has been trapped in the deep sea for a long time and suddenly surfaced.

"Huh? Kid, what's the matter with you?"

Seeing Bugarati running over, Jon smiled kindly.

"I want to know your name."

Bugarati, who recovered, lost his usual steadiness and buried his head very low.

"Jon."

Jon rubbed Bugarati's hair, "My name is Jon Joestar, how about you?"

Jon Joestar.

Bugarati repeated the name silently in his heart.

Taking courage, he bowed and saluted.

"Mr. Joestar, hello, my name is Bruno Bucciarati."

　Mengxin asks for support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)