Giorno noticed the crux of the problem.
He slowly approached the Beetle Arrow...
"Keep being arrogant! I'll smash your face in right now! And then I'll kill you!"
Diavolo glared at Jiang Xiaofeng through gritted teeth, thinking to himself.
"No! I'll do it now!"
Diavolo pushed off the ground with one foot and charged towards Jiang Xiaofeng!
"He's coming! The boss is approaching us!"
Mista shouted.
"Damn it! Try using a Stand again!"
Diavolo rushed to Jiang Xiaofeng's front, waiting for Jiang Xiaofeng to release his Stand and reveal an opening.
" The World."
Jiang Xiaofeng casually summoned the world and held it in front of him.
"It didn't work this time! I won't make the same mistake again!"
Diavolo leaped high into the air, looking back at Jiang Xiaofeng!
"I already know about your Stand ability! I'm going to skip this part!"
"So what if I know? It's useless!"
Jiang Xiaofeng shouted loudly, " The World!"
But this time, Diavolo was one step ahead!
" King Crimson!"
Suddenly, in Diavolo's eyes, the whole world began to collapse!
"Fate ordained by heaven is something no one can defy..."
Diavolo slowly circled around to Jiang Xiaofeng's back, his long pink hair swaying in the wind.
I don't know where the wind came from...
Jiang Xiaofeng could only cooperate with Diavolo in acting, remaining completely still.
"..."
"I saw it! I saw everything that would happen in the future!"
"From this moment on, the world will stand on my side Diavolo! I am the true emperor!"
The King Crimson clenched his fist and flung the blood from his palm into the eyes of Jiang Xiaofeng and "The World".
"This means you can't predict the next Time Erasure."
"I won!!!"
The King Crimson raised his fist and punched Jiang Xiaofeng!
Suddenly, a bee flying backwards caught Diavolo's attention.
"?"
Diavolo watched the bee slowly fly behind him, then noticed his own fist.
Blood was constantly flowing back into his palm, including the blood that had been flicked into Jiang Xiaofeng's and "World's" eyes.
"Well!"
"What's going on?!"
Diavolo watched this scene in utter horror.
"Impossible! Could it be! Could it be!!!"
"Wrong!"
"Could it be that...!"
Diavolo remembered the Beetle Arrow he had forgotten while dealing with Jiang Xiaofeng.
Soon, the world quickly returned to normal!
In Diavolo's repeated glances back, there is the image of Giorno holding Beetle Arrow and stabbing himself in the chest.
"How is that possible!"
Diavolo shouted.
At the same time, " King Crimson " appeared in front of Giorno and punched Giorno in the chest!
But it was too late.
Almost instantly, the King Crimson's fist perfectly shattered the outer shell of Gold Experience, allowing Requiem within to be reborn!
Looking at the " Gold Experience Requiem " posing in the sky, Jiang Xiaofeng smiled.
"Finally, it's over."
At the same time, "The World" appeared next to " Gold Experience Requiem "!
With Diavolo's expression saying "Don't come any closer!", two Stands' Iron Fist swiftly struck Diavolo!
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
Diavolo flew into the lake once again.
This time, under the power of Requiem, Diavolo's physical body died completely in Giorno's perception, but his soul was still affected by the power of Requiem, constantly experiencing death again and again without end.
"Finally... it's over..."
Giorno exhaled and looked at Jiang Xiaofeng.
"If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have gotten the Beetle Arrow."
As he spoke, Giorno summoned " Gold Experience Requiem " and looked at Jiang Xiaofeng earnestly.
Jiang Xiaofeng looked at his son, who hadn't put any effort into it, and didn't know what to say.
Fortunately, Giorno spoke up again, shattering Jiang Xiaofeng's plans.
Why are you helping us?
Giorno asked, puzzled.
Even though we'd never met before, they came to help without hesitation this time...
"You are my son, why shouldn't I help you?"
Jiang Xiaofeng looked at Giorno and said calmly.
"Big guy! Thank you!"
Mista said happily.
"If you call me that again, I'll throw you down too!"
Jiang Xiaofeng's expression remained unchanged as he looked at Mista and spoke.
"Alright, let's hurry back! Bucciarati is still waiting for us to treat him inside the Colosseum!"
"Why are you looking at me? We don't have time to waste!"
"Um!"
Trish nodded and ran over.
"Hey! Wait for me!"
Narancia quickly followed Trish.
Only Polnareff, Giorno, and Jiang Xiaofeng, who was leaning against a tree, remained at the scene.
"And... what about you?"
Giorno looked up at the sky and asked this question of his father, whom he had never met.
"This is the wisest choice I've ever made, Giorno."
Jiang Xiaofeng was very satisfied with the abilities of " Gold Experience Requiem ".
As long as there is no Over Heaven, Giorno is undoubtedly the strongest in the world. After Giorno takes over the " Passione " organization, it will become an unparalleled gang in the world.
"I may not be a good person, but I understand what a father should do."
Giorno, let's go!
Mista urged Giorno once again.
Giorno glanced at Jiang Xiaofeng, then turned and left.
"So, would you like to come and see my side?"
Jiang Xiaofeng raised an eyebrow.
"OK."
In the end, Jiang Xiaofeng did not mention that he could revive Bucciarati.
After all, given Giorno's personality, if Bucciarati were to be resurrected, he would definitely pass on his position as the mafia Eldest to Bucciarati.
So, Abbacchio and Bucciarati...
Jiang Xiaofeng watched as the others concealed Bucciarati's body, remaining silent.
"I've already saved one Narancia, that's enough."
"Instead of looking at these, you might as well go watch the so-called ' Rolling Stones '..."
Soon, Jiang Xiaofeng disappeared again.
Giorno didn't seem to care.
Anyway, he's been alone for the past ten years or so, so the existence of Jiang Xiaofeng as his father isn't really something he cares about...
Jiang Xiaofeng quickly identified a purple-haired person.
Wearing thorns on your head to cosplay Jesus, are you a guide to destiny?
Jiang Xiaofeng appeared in front of the man in an instant, and a throwing knife pierced through the man's recently bandaged right hand.
Ignoring the man's screams, Jiang Xiaofeng pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Bring out ' Rolling Stones ' and have him tell my fortune."
The sculptor, sweating profusely, exclaimed, " The Rolling Stones has run away... and... the Rolling Stones isn't a fortune teller..."
Jiang Xiaofeng: "..."
Right, Rolling Stones only predicts what will happen.
I'm too early.
You should have consulted a fortune teller before you do something reckless.
Jiang Xiaofeng casually healed the innocent sculptor and left.
Where should we go for fun next?