When he was young, Porunarev was forced to lick an unspeakable place.

It sounds a bit sad. After the series of cruel battles in Egypt, only Joseph and Jotaro were left in the world to know about this.

They are not big-mouthed, and of course they will not take out the embarrassing things about their old comrades and talk about them everywhere.

Now that the man on the other end of the phone could tell this matter so quickly, he was obviously the close friend Borunarev had long missed, the reliable and powerful warrior, Yototaro Sora.

"Jotaro"

Porunarev's voice was trembling.

During the years he was trapped in Italy and brought to the game, he had fantasized countless times that he could reconnect with his best friend.

Now that Jotaro's voice is now appearing in his ears, he is in a state of great emotion and can't speak.

"Porunarev."

Yotaro realized the wrong situation from the complex and deep voice of his close friend.

Unlike the tough and tough guy who seems to be tough, in his impression, Porunarev is actually an optimistic, cheerful and humorous guy.

Such a man can always keep a smile.

Even in the submarine that was about to sink, he could still joke with his companions about "seeing underwear".

If even Porunarev couldn't laugh, it means that the situation he was facing must be very dangerous.

In fact, about half an hour ago, when Jotaro landed at Rome International Airport, he realized that Borunarev was not in good condition.

Because when the phone was not available in the morning, I held the good mentality of not trying it out without trying, and I would have earned a thug for nothing. Li Qing once asked Thomas to leave a message in his voicemail.

In the message, Li Qing told Jotaro that "his old friend was in trouble and urgently needed him to rush to Rome for support."

Fortunately, when I heard this message, Jotaro himself had arrived at the airport on the outskirts of Rome.

Unfortunately, Thomas habitually used the technology group's network to make calls at that time, rather than the mobile phones commonly used by ordinary people.

When Jotaro received the message and wanted to call back to inquire, the network of the Tech Group was already paralyzed due to Diapolo's attack.

The phone could not be called back for a while, so the message became an extremely dangerous headless signal.

When Jotaro wanted to contact Porunarev directly "historical", Diaporo was busy playing this life-and-death race, whether to die or live, in this last fight. He didn't bring that phone at all, and he was not going to continue playing role-playing in front of Jotaro.

that's all

Porunarev suddenly disappeared from Jotaro's world.

Jotaro had no other choice but to rush from the airport to Rome as soon as possible, while trying to mobilize resources to urgently search for the whereabouts of Porunarev at this moment.

Finally, after entering the center of Rome, he received this sudden call.

Now that he heard the intricate voice of his close friend, Jotaro's long-locked brow squeezed deeper:

"Bolunarev, what's going on?"

A brief silence.

Then there was a long sigh: "This is hard to describe."

Porunarev knew that this is probably not the time for him to reminisce about the past with his old friends.

In his perception, Jotaro should be on the other end of the earth at this time, even if he can answer the phone, he will not be able to help him for the time being.

The confirmation of Jotaro's identity directly confirms the reliability of Giorno and Misda's statements:

Diapolo, know their whereabouts.

This terrifying man could appear nearby at any time, bringing them irresistible despair.

"Jotaro."

Porunarev sighed deeply.

He looked at the two strange young men, Giorno and Mista, with gratitude.

Then, in order to reach his last voice more clearly into his close friend's ears, Porunarev tried hard to poke his head out of the guardrail on the second floor, and shouted loudly at the phone in Misda's hand on the first floor:

"If I die today, please come to Italy and benefit me!"

"The person who killed me was Diapolo, and his substitute ability was time to remove it!"

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This time it was Jotaro's turn to remain silent.

Immediately afterwards, his voice slowly came out in the extremely quiet air.

The voice was so calm, as if the "last words" of Porunarev had not touched him at all.

But somehow, everyone present could hear it clearly that under the calm calm, a shocking and extreme anger seemed to be suppressing:

"I'm in Rome now and I'm in the city center."

"Porunarev, tell me where you are now?"

"Forehead?"

This answer is obviously very unexpected.

Porunarev was like a poor scholar who had just lost his luck in his dying years. He had his expression so dull that he could not react, and then he suddenly fell into ecstasy:

"You, you are actually in Rome?"

"This is great! Jotaro, I'm in the Colosseum in the city center now!"

"I understand the Colosseum."

Jotaro's answer is concise and direct:

"Please hold on for a while, I'll arrive soon."

As he said that, he took the initiative to hang up the phone.

Jotaro didn't say any useless words of comfort, but his calm voice was the best reassurance in itself.

Porunarev's heart, which had already died, finally calmed down.

Giorno and Misda also realized that the victory scale was tilting towards them.

And Diapolo, hiding in the dark, had his angular cheeks now turned paler than the East Asian male star who was painted with powder:

"He has already arrived in the city center."

"You can arrive soon, right away?"

"One minute? Three minutes? Five minutes?"

"Damn it, guys who don't have the concept of time are really damn. How long will it take to 'just'? Give me an accurate number!"

Serves of cold sweat oozed out of Diapolo's forehead.

Although he had known that Jotaro was coming, he had never formulated a plan to deal with Jotaro from the beginning. His plan was to grab the insect arrow before Jotaro arrived, that's all.

Because Diapolo knew in his heart that he might not be able to beat this guy.

Jotaro's name has long been known to everyone.

Most people only think that this is just an illusory legend. Some frogs in the well even have an inexplicable contempt for the so-called "invincible person".

But Diapolo stood high and looked far. He was in a high position and could obtain more detailed information and had a deeper understanding of Jotaro:

Judging from the various information that can be collected, Jotaro's substitute Platinum Star has a monster-level performance that surpasses the Scarlet King in terms of basic abilities such as strength and speed.

The bug ability of time stopping seems to be better than the time removal of the Crimson King.

"If that man was allowed to arrive at the scene, it would be difficult for me to go and grab the arrow again."

"hateful"

Diapolo gritted his teeth tightly, like a rabies being pushed into a dead corner.

He stared at Porunarev, who was hiding behind the stone pillar on the second floor, his eyes full of madness and bloodthirst:

"Hurry up!"

Diapolo was able to endure it until now, in order to overhear the use of the insect arrow.

But Porunarev made a series of troubles, which made him soothe his appetite, but he was not able to express the most important information for a long time.

This is indeed a very disgusting thing.

And at this time

Just as Diapolo was looking forward to the following article, Mistadi Dipolo asked that question:

"Hey, uncle with the broom head?"

Misda looked up at Porunarev impatiently, and gave the other party a nickname impolitely:

"Now the phone call is also connected, you should finally believe us, right?"

"My companions are still separated outside. Diapolo may appear at any time, so don't waste your time!"

"Um"
To be continued...