Dimension Mengxin chat room

Chapter 17 Heaven and Hell
[Dio Brando: That man...he wasn't sad at all. 】

[Dior Brando: He was ecstatic and sold the jewelry my mother left me, sold her precious relics, and then bought a lot of wine...drinking to the point of drunkenness. 】

[Dio Brando: When I think of the blood of such a guy flowing on my body, I feel nauseated... This humiliation must be washed away with his death. 】

[Group leader: Is it necessary to do this?You are different from another DIO, you should have no interest in Joestar's legacy and world domination now...]

[Dior Brando: This has nothing to do with my thoughts and practices. 】

[Saitama: Maybe you have already decided? 】

[Shinomiya Kaguya: I can't give advice... No, Mr. Dior probably didn't mean to ask for our opinion. 】

[Suzuki Satoru: Go ahead, do it according to your own ideas, Dio. 】

[Dior Brando: Naturally. 】

Dio responded in the group like this, he was wearing a black robe, walking in a small alley... He was going to buy medicine, to buy medicine that could poison his father.

Is this really necessary?

He doesn't know.

To kill him with a knife where no one can see, to kill the man who no one cares whether he lives next to his mother?

No, that's not true...

Dio sighed softly. He was very clear that there was only one person who really cared about that man... Dario Brando, and the only one who cared about him was already dead.

Until his death, he cared about Dio and Dalio...

If she killed Dalio with her own hands, then her mother would definitely be disappointed when they meet in the underworld... Because she is gentle, she can't accept that her son has become a cruel murderer.

Medication...is the best choice...

Dior, who was thinking this way, stopped walking without any confusion, because... I don't know when, this narrow alley has been blocked by a few older youths .

"Yeah~ Look who this is?"

A hooligan who didn't look very friendly said so, and then caused strange laughter from other hooligans, and another guy who looked fatter also echoed: "It seems that he passed by with money..."

In this regard, Dior just put on an indifferent face...

"Are you scared?"

"Never mind him, boy... If you take out the money, you can avoid a severe beating."

To be honest, Dio expected this situation to happen. After all, this labyrinth-like Ghoul Street, where even the cracks in the walls are weird... is really full of different religions.

"I'm looking for Wang Qing."

The gangsters looked at each other for a while, and then ignored Dio at all. One of them, who looked particularly tall and strong, reached out and grabbed the black bag in Dio's hand, and said, "Brother...bring it!"

"***, go home and find your mother to breastfeed..."

"..."

"bump!!!"

With a bang, a gangster with an unclean mouth flew out in an instant, and his whole body was imprinted on the wall by a huge force, with scarlet blood dripping from his head... It's probably dead.

And the person who made the shot was now Dior who was snapping his fingers...

Everyone looked at Dior in astonishment, and they all saw clearly... It was this boy who looked only in his teens, who quickly shot, held the bastard's head, and then pushed him away.

It seemed that something offended the blond boy...

Although he was just a thin and young looking guy, and although those gangsters had advantages in number, age, and physique, none of them dared to move.

Not only because of the experience of having his head smashed, but also... At this moment, Dior's amber eyes are filled with a brilliance that does not resemble human beings. This is a kind of crushing by the superior to the inferior.

"Damn it, why can't my body move..."

"Could it be that it's the deterrent power of this boy... No, the air seems to freeze! Who is this monster-like guy?!"

"..."

Although it was at such a serious time, these gangsters still involuntarily started to explain in a certain sense... Perhaps, people in their own world like to do this...

Dio thought so, he stretched out his hand, and the nails on his hand became longer and sharper little by little, which is a symbol that he has a part of the vampire power of this world... Of course, it is also obvious that he does not have a vampire weakness.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to go out during the day, even going out at dusk like this would be difficult...

"You guys... really pissed me off!"

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【Group Name: Dior Brando】

[Identity: Group member]

[Title (the title most recognized in my heart that does not refer to the name): None]

【…】

[Ability measurement (from high to low is extraordinary (SSS), extreme (SS), excellent (S), excellent (A), standard (B), ordinary (C), defect (D)):]

[Physical Strength: Standard (B)]

[Mobility: Normal (C)]

[Physiological tolerance: excellent (A)]

【Tactical Planning: Standard (B)】

[Combat Skill: Normal (C)]

[Energy Suitability: Defect (D)]

【…】

【Extraordinary Ability Realization Measurement:】

[Perfect creature (D-3%): special power formed by exchanging stone ghost face with points in the chat room... With the consumption of points, the user will slowly absorb the power of stone ghost face and reach the level it can To achieve the final form, all side effects are excluded in the process. 】

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The 3% perfect biological power that cost [-] points in exchange played its role and helped Dior succeed in...creating murder.

This was his first time to kill someone, but he didn't feel any discomfort at all, nor did he feel refreshed, but very calm... Killing is just a means to achieve the goal.

That's all...

"Spit~"

Dio threw the blood from his hand onto the wall, spat in disdain on the bastard who had become a mummy, then turned his head and left...

However, if my mother has a spirit in the sky, when she meets Dalio... she will also know that I am no longer that good boy, will she be worried about it?

Dio thought so, then shook his head immediately... No, it won't.

He was so sure that he put a hat that was obviously too big on his head...

……

They will never meet, never will meet...

Because the mother went to heaven, but Dalio went to hell.

(End of this chapter)