"Old man, what you just said wasn't forceful enough, and it wasn't ruthless enough either!"
Fang Mo charged toward the restaurant with two TNT blocks slung over his shoulders, suddenly launching into an orphan rush. "The way you greet people is pathetic. Watch this... Allahu Akbar!!!"
"O! M! G!"
Joseph immediately cried out when he saw this. "Why is this guy going crazy again? Kakyoin, Jotaro, stop him!"
"Emerald Emperor!"
"Star Platinum!"
"Purple Hermit!"
The three of them summoned their Stands almost simultaneously. Purple vines shot over first, followed by ropes formed from Emerald Emperor. Finally, even Star Platinum grabbed Fang Mo by the shoulder.
"Ancestor, I'm begging you, can you please stop messing around?"
Joseph hurried over and spoke softly into Fang Mo's ear. "We only just escaped the wanted list in India and entered Pakistan. Could you calm down for a while? If we keep getting ourselves wanted everywhere, no one will be able to take it."
"They were the ones who didn't know what was good for them." Fang Mo spoke with perfect confidence. "Don't worry. I, Uchiha Madara, have plenty of experience dealing with these assholes..."
"Aren't you fucking called Fang Mo Sixteen? Why did you even change your name?!"
Joseph could not help roaring.
"I..."
"Tap, tap, tap."
Before Fang Mo could say anything else, faint footsteps sounded from within the pitch-black restaurant. Then the restaurant owner walked out again, still wearing that dead-fish-eyed expression.
"Oh, oh!"
Joseph's eyes immediately lit up. "See? I told you they were very hospitable. He must have gone back to deal with some urgent matter just now, and now that he's finished, he's come out to welcome us..."
But just as Joseph was speaking excitedly—
The restaurant owner suddenly reached out, then heavily shut the restaurant's glass doors and