American comic: I, JoJo, am going to heaven!

Chapter 195 The Green Aurora Strikes the Egyptian Night Sky!

"Rose Hill, hopefully we won't freeze to death in there."

Jon sighed and continued studying the map with the two people beside him, completely unaware that a gun was pointed at him from behind.

The other two were completely unaware, because the newly joined Holmes had such a low profile that no one noticed him and naturally forgot about him, focusing only on figuring out how to survive at night.

"It's okay, we can build a shelter," Coulson said, though he secretly felt safer sleeping in the car. "Or should I go get a car?"

"I remember there's a S.H.I.E.L.D. rendezvous point nearby. The code is 'fried fish.' If you say the code, we can get a Chevrolet big enough for all of us to lie down in."

"I agree, and I also need to go back to town to repair my battle suit." The group stood in front of the traffic light, chatting as if no one else was around.

However, Horus's misfortune continued.

What's going on? My body... is out of control! What kind of Stand ability is this? I've seen that guy again!

Holmes looked terrified, his finger slowly and uncontrollably pulling the trigger. Once it was pulled, Jon, who had his back to him, would have no chance to react.

Even with his body under control, Holmes, a seasoned Stand user, immediately guessed the mysterious Stand user's ability.

Sure enough, the next second, the scene in his vision suddenly changed from Dio's dimly lit castle back to the original asphalt road, and the Emperor in his hand was pointed directly at Jon Snow, who looked remarkably like Dio!

It's true! This guy recreated the sounds and scenes I heard and the actions I performed before? This kind of Stand ability must have activation conditions... Is it sound propagation?

Holmes, his body trembling violently, scanned his surroundings frantically before finally locking onto his target on the rooftop—that damned parrot!

On the rooftop, a pair of sharp eyes were staring at him mockingly. The parrot wore decorations similar to those of Petsha, and a mechanically hollowed-out bird-shaped stand-in appeared behind it.

Wait, if it really is a replay of the past... Dio will say that line right away, and I should be so scared that I'll wet my pants, but why is my hand still trying to pull the trigger?

"Oh no!" Just as the Emperor was about to shoot Jon Snow in the back of the head, the traffic light ahead suddenly turned from red to green.

This green hue reflected constantly among various reflective objects, eventually reaching Hormone's eyes.

The next second, the surrounding scenery changed rapidly, turning into a dark alley at night. That was the scene that the seriously injured Holhos saw when he escaped from Dio Castle with Boingo!

above the sky.

The green lights and the winding, mirrored surfaces refracted a beautiful emerald glow in the air.

A magnificent and breathtaking sight.

Emeralds gushed forth from the water tower, bursting forth in the pitch-black sky with a dazzling green light, like a magnificent aurora borealis desperately tearing through the night with all its might.

That night, Holmes witnessed a sight he would never forget: a fleeting eternity, a mixture of fragility and strength, solitude and fervor, a vibrant emerald aurora blooming atop the water tower!

The distant clock was shattered with a deafening crash, and the illusion clashed at that moment because of the last emerald splash of water!

"Ugh!!!"

Holhos suddenly looked shocked, knelt down in pain, covered his mouth, and in the blink of an eye, he vomited a large number of cards from his stomach!

"Huh?" Jon heard an unusual sound behind him, turned around immediately, and rushed over upon seeing what was happening.

Holmes kept gagging, squeezing out cards several meters long from his throat. However, his Stand Emperor strangely aimed at a rooftop and fired several shots in quick succession!

"Enemy? Stand attack?!"

Jon's pupils contracted. Seeing Holmes' unusual reaction, he quickly exchanged a glance with Coulson, then raised his hand in an aiming posture.

"Teeth ACT2!!!" Before he could finish speaking, a pink, ugly-cute Stand with two mechanical pincers appeared on his back.

Rear.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp mimi!!!"

A black fingernail detached from Jon's finger and began to spin rapidly around his index finger in perfect golden proportions.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the enemy; only a bird flapped its wings and flew away from the eaves.

Wait, a bird? It's a parrot! The parrot Horus mentioned!

The next second, the claw bullet from ACT2 arrived instantly! The powerful claw bullet sliced ​​off a section of the rooftop eaves, and with its momentum undiminished, it hurtled straight at the high-flying parrot.

Faced with the incoming claw-like bullets, a hint of disdain flashed across the parrot's face. It suddenly spread its wings and accelerated, then plummeted down, easily avoiding the weakened attack.

"Damn it!" Jon activated his vampire bloodline, his middle fingernail instantly extended, and he fired several more claw bullets.

But the parrots in the sky seemed to have radar installed; with a few nimble leaps, they disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few tail feathers slowly drifting down.

He got away!!!

"Holmes." Jon took a deep breath, helped his kneeling companion to his feet, and asked with some concern, "Are you alright?"

"Thank goodness... I didn't expect it to be such a dangerous ability." Holmes wiped the residue from the corner of his mouth, paused for a moment, stood up, and explained his speculation.

Upon hearing this, Jon and his two companions exchanged varying expressions. Such a bizarre Stand ability, coupled with the act of attacking humans, suggested that this bird thief must have ulterior motives.

Jon hesitated for a moment, then made a decision: they really couldn't stay in the city any longer; there was no time left.

"It seems we can't stay in the city any longer. The attacks have come too suddenly. We're in the open while the enemy is in the dark. We're in a very passive position."

If it were just a Stand user, that would be fine, but what about now?

The guy who looks like Endor, the skinner, this mysterious parrot, the guy who got the God of Toto... and the ever-present Ten Rings Gang.

They only have a hidden special agent team, an Iron Man who has lost his suit, a Ripple user, and two Stand users, making them extremely difficult to deal with.

For this city, they were outsiders, unfamiliar with the terrain, lacking connections, without a safe haven, and with informants everywhere, so they might as well find a remote place.

Then, it's all about skill! Without ordinary people around, whether you're going to assassinate or launch a direct attack, bring it on!

Jon Snow was utterly fed up with being on the defensive. So, after entering the Rose Hill, he used the remains of the saint to wipe out all those who were spying on them!

Once we're in the mountains, it's hard to say who will take the initiative. In the city, the enemy can attack one by one, but in the mountains, won't your guys just run into each other?

Through the attacks over the past two days, Jon had already deduced that these guys were not working together: the Water Stream Stand's target was Tony, the Skinner was after him, and the Parrot's target was Horhos.

First of all, it has been confirmed that the messenger of the Water Flow Stand is definitely a member of the Ten Rings Gang.

The other two factions are still unclear. The Skinners' goal is to hunt down strong individuals, but their exact nature remains a mystery.

The parrot is an animal stand-in trained by Dior, possessing the advantage of flight, and its target is unknown.

But it's targeting Horhos... could it be that it wants to deal with the Emperor, who has anti-air capabilities, first? After all, the Emperor's bullets can be precisely controlled.

Otherwise, if Horhos hadn't been vomiting so violently, the parrot might not have been able to escape successfully, so...

"Holmes, you'd better be careful." Jon realized the seriousness of the situation.

The fact that the enemy wants to defeat them one by one suggests that the person behind the parrot has the same goal as them: the saint's remains!

"No, we all need to be careful! Damn it!" Jon realized something and said urgently, "Let's get going now, get that Chevrolet, and head into the mountains immediately!"

"Turn the passive into the active, and then..." A sly glint flashed in his eyes, "Speaking of which, I have a clever idea."

Just now, a clever plan took shape in his mind.

Since there is no event that triggers conflict, then create one yourself to make those three groups think that the other side is the enemy!

"A brilliant idea?" Coulson's eyes lit up.

Jon Snow's tricks are almost always very effective, that much is undeniable.

Even if these ingenious ideas go wrong along the way, they always manage to achieve their goals by sheer luck, which is why he has great faith in Jon's ideas.

Upon hearing this, the group quickly found a secluded spot to listen to Jon slowly explain his plan.

The plan is divided into three parts: the first priority is to gather information, the second is to create chaos, and the third is to wrap things up.

The goal is to incite the three factions to attack each other without their knowledge, while Jon Snow's team observes and controls the situation from the shadows.

"Have you noticed something in common?" Jon said. "Tony is being targeted by the mysterious Stand user, I'm being targeted by the Skinner, and Horhos has become a thorn in the side of the parrot."

"And among the four of us, one of us has not been targeted by any force."

For a moment, all three eyes were focused on Coulson, who pointed to himself and his expression changed slightly.

"You wouldn't be thinking of..." He hesitated, a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"It's exactly what you think." Jon patted Coulson on the shoulder, deciding to entrust him with the most difficult task of the plan. "I want you to hide and gather intelligence."

That's right, gathering intelligence is the hardest part.

Information about the mysterious Stand user, the Skinner, and the bird thief all needs to be gathered by Coulson. This is very difficult, but it shouldn't be too difficult for a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent.

Meanwhile, Jon and his two companions were tasked with drawing attention: they would deliberately appear at Rose Hill to lure their opponents in, creating an opportunity for Coulson to gather intelligence, and then...

"Phil, tomorrow you'll use S.H.I.E.L.D.'s channels to quietly spread information about the saint's remains," Jon said. "We need to muddy the waters so we can fish in troubled waters. That's the whole plan."

Simply put, it's about using someone else to do the dirty work, then taking advantage of the chaos to get the saint's remains, using them to lure everyone out, and finally pulling the strings.

"I understand." Tony nodded thoughtfully.

Holmes also showed an expression of agreement.

The current situation leaves Coulson with no room for agreement, as the other three are being watched.

This team, hastily assembled to deal with the threat, would be extremely vulnerable without Jon, so Coulson was the only option.

Within the group, Tony doesn't trust Holmes, and Holmes doesn't trust Tony and Coulson, but both of them trust Jon.

This is the essence of this temporary team: in order to survive, the three people being targeted must band together and work together to break the deadlock; otherwise, in just a few days, the weeds by the roadside will be three feet tall.

"Alright, alright," Coulson said, scratching his thinning hair in frustration. "I'll go to the department and apply for some high-tech equipment to gather intelligence."

"Fantastic!" Jon laughed and patted him on the shoulder, then his expression turned serious. "It's settled then. Enough chit-chat, let's head into the mountains."

"Let's look for clues about the saint's remains during the day. I have a feeling the mountains will be very lively at night, no doubt about it."

Not long after, with the generous sponsorship of S.H.I.E.L.D., this temporary team successfully obtained a Chevrolet SUV.

Holmes, cigarette dangling from his lips, drove the luxury car with an air of nonchalance. Tony sat in the back seat, deep in thought, while Jon, in the passenger seat, seemed somewhat uneasy.

By this time, Coulson had already broken away from the group, leading a small team equipped with specialized equipment to infiltrate Rose Hill ahead of time and begin...

This marked the start of his intelligence-gathering journey.

"Haha, JOJO, did you know Mariah got married?"

Holmes chuckled and turned to the distracted Jon, trying to ease his mind with conversation, thinking he was just carsick. "And you'd never guess who she married!"

"Heh, who is it?" Jon, exhausted by Holmes's chatter, could only reply, "Someone who could surprise you so much?"

"It's Kenny G! You'd never guess!" Holmes pulled out a photo from somewhere and showed it to Jon, who, as expected, made a shocked face.

"Really?" Jon's mood shifted from dejection to shock and disbelief. "How did this guy manage to marry such a beautiful woman???"

That's right. In his previous life, as a gossipy Chinese, Jon Snow successfully diverted his attention with Horhos, temporarily putting his worries about the vehicle killer behind him.

"Well, haha." Holmes wasn't really sure either, since Dio's men all thought Kenny G was an incurable idiot back then.

No one wanted to team up with him, and even though Dio gave him blood and turned him into a vampire, it didn't change the fact that he was incredibly intelligent.

No matter how powerful a Stand's abilities are, no one is willing to risk being killed by such a clever and cunning person. Even Dio couldn't guarantee that, which is why he was made into a vampire to make him easier to control.

"She's definitely a beauty," Tony commented, stroking his chin. He then shook his head regretfully, "Sigh, sigh, oh dear!!!"

"Look ahead!!!"

"What!" Holhos's expression changed drastically.

A coal truck was hurtling towards them, and the driver's eyes had turned into the points on a card – he was being controlled by a parrot!

Tony's pupils constricted, he slammed his hand on Jon's shoulder and pointed forward, a component of his suit's hand cannon appearing in his hand as he shouted, "What was that saying again? Kid! Oh right! It's Stand attack!!!"

Jon shoved Tony back into his seat, golden Latin letters appearing in his eyes, and the whole world seemed to slow down in his perception.

He then quickly scanned his surroundings, but couldn't find a single Stand user! How could this be? How cunning!

"Oh no! We're going to crash! That damn parrot is going to destroy our vehicle! With this road condition, if we leave the highway..."

It’s over! "

Holmes jerked the steering wheel to try and avoid it, but the oncoming truck also turned, determined to crash into him!

Just as the collision seemed inevitable, Jon Snow's eyes narrowed, golden flames erupted from his body, and he calmly proclaimed, "Star!"

—Platinum!

A beam of starlight appeared out of nowhere, and Platinum Star clenched his fist, unleashing a punch with unparalleled precision! A deafening clang resounded!

The shockwave from that punch instantly spread throughout the entire coal truck, not only forcibly stopping the accelerating truck, but also using the reaction force to allow Jon and his crew to make a daring slit-like overtake, successfully avoiding the behemoth.

"Wow! Nice! JOJO!!!" Holmes was stunned, then gave a thumbs up and laughed.

Tony in the back seat also breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to speak when he saw that Jon's expression was still solemn, and his heart sank.

Before he could even ask a question, Holmes, in the main pilot's seat, had already spoken up with a grin, "Hey! Sir Jon, why the long face? Cheer up! A good laugh might give you some positive energy when you're in trouble!"

However, the cool moment lasted only three seconds. The Chevrolet suddenly lurched, followed by a plume of thick smoke—the car inexplicably stalled.

It's gone viral; this is absolutely outrageous.

Upon seeing this, Holmes gaped in disbelief, his face showing a look of utter astonishment: "What's going on?!"

Jon sighed helplessly and shrugged. "Who knows? I know without even thinking that it'll be some weird and strange stuff, and that's why I'm worried. Sigh."

"Sigh, another vehicle killer? Oh well, let me handle this." Tony sighed and rubbed his forehead, used to this kind of passive approach.

With no other options left, the three of them packed up their things, got out of the car, and stood in the snow, hoping that Tony, this super genius, could fix it.

Of course, this was a piece of cake for Tony; it was just fixing a car. It was like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, a complete waste of his talent.

However, as soon as they got out of the car, Jon suddenly frowned, pointed to the sparse woods in the distance, and said with some suspicion, "That's... Wolverine? Interesting."

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