The street was quiet.
Nearby passersby and shop owners had long fled like startled birds after the restaurant commotion started.
Thanks to Naples’ “excellent” public safety, many of them had witnessed the brutal scenes of Mafia shootouts in the streets.
So, upon hearing that a madman was openly provoking the Mafia in a restaurant, the innocent bystanders instinctively stayed away from the area.
At this moment, apart from the neatly parked rows of small cars along the roadside, there was nothing else obstructing the wide road.
This was a good thing for Lee Sin:
His already extremely acute super hearing could now fully exert its true capabilities in such a quiet environment.
Thus, the moment the blond boy shouted “Aerosmith,” Lee Sin immediately heard the buzzing of an airplane propeller in the sky:
“Is there a propeller plane passing by? No…”
“The sound of a normal plane would gradually approach, not suddenly appear like this.”
“Without a doubt… this is a Stand attack!”
Lee Sin instantly pinpointed the enemy Stand’s location and immediately shouted to Giorno beside him:
“Watch out, the enemy’s Stand is in the sky!”
Soon, Giorno also spotted the uniquely shaped Stand:
It was a plane, a small yet fully equipped propeller plane that looked like a toy model.
It kept circling at a low altitude of about ten meters, seemingly busy searching for its target.
“Hahaha…”
The blond boy laughed arrogantly, his voice tinged with a hint of exaggeration:
“Noticing it won’t help!”
“You can’t beat my ‘Aerosmith’!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the “toy plane” flying low in the sky suddenly dived like a hawk, aiming the two miniature machine guns on its fuselage at Lee Sin and Giorno on the ground.
Though small and seemingly insignificant, the two miniature machine guns fired with a thunderous roar.
The crisp, loud gunfire echoed in the air like firecrackers, followed by a storm of dense fiery bullets.
“Dodge!”
Thanks to his extraordinary hearing, Lee Sin reacted much faster than Giorno.
He instantly activated his data mode, then grabbed Giorno, quickly taking cover behind a parked car on the roadside.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The missed bullets struck the car, creating a deafening metallic clatter.
When the gunfire ceased and the smoke cleared, the car’s reinforced glass was shattered, and its metal body was riddled with bullet holes.
“Tsk tsk…”
“Although it looks like a toy, its power isn’t much less than a real gun.”
Lee Sin remarked with a hint of admiration.
“This Stand is indeed powerful.”
“Its flying maneuvers are very agile. If someone is controlling it, your ‘Sonic Wave’ might find it hard to hit.”
“Moreover, it carries potent long-range weapons, capable of easily attacking our bodies.”
“If we engage in long-range combat, we’ll definitely be at a disadvantage.”
Giorno looked up, his expression serious as he watched Aerosmith change its flight posture in the air, quickly preparing for another attack:
“So, it’s best to find a way to directly attack the opponent’s body.”
“Lee Sin…”
“This is up to you.”
He said meaningfully to Lee Sin, “I think you understand the current situation.”
“Understood.”
“Don’t worry… I’m not that stupid.”
Lee Sin nodded decisively in response,
then rolled out from behind the car.
He didn’t use any skills, merely driving his powerful body forward like a swift leopard, charging toward the blond boy.
Even in a mere sprint, Lee Sin’s speed was astonishing.
Before Aerosmith in the sky could adjust its posture to attack, Lee Sin had already closed in on the blond boy, less than ten meters away.
But the blond boy merely laughed:
Fool!
Did he fall for it so easily?
The blond boy, Pannacotta Fugo, thought casually.
Indeed, the one standing alone before Lee Sin and Giorno, shouting “his” Stand’s name, wasn’t Aerosmith’s user Narancia, but Fugo, the owner of “Purple Haze.”
This was just a small trick he and Narancia usually employed against enemies.
First, Fugo would show himself, pretending to be Aerosmith’s user, creating a misunderstanding.
Meanwhile, Narancia would hide in the shadows, quietly controlling Aerosmith to launch long-range attacks, making the enemy instinctively think of attacking the “body” after enduring the firepower suppression.
Then, some foolish enemies would charge toward Fugo, like Lee Sin was doing now.
“Fool…”
“Once you step into my Purple Haze’s range, your life is over!”
Fugo’s Stand, Purple Haze, could release a deadly virus that would kill infected enemies within half a minute.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was a terrifying “touch of death” existence.
The only drawback was… Purple Haze looked too frightening, making normal people instinctively aware of the danger.
But now, Lee Sin knew nothing about Purple Haze.
He seemed to truly believe Fugo was Aerosmith’s user, recklessly charging toward him.
Thus, ten meters, nine meters, eight meters, seven meters, six meters…
“Five meters!”
“He’s within my Stand’s range!”
A cold glint flashed in Fugo’s eyes as he immediately summoned his Stand: “Go, Purple Haze!”
In that split second, a purple humanoid Stand appeared before Lee Sin.
It was a terrifying figure:
Dressed in Roman-style armor, its face covered with a translucent visor, its body adorned with eerie purple and white patterns, it exuded a natural sense of oppression.
Its scattered, deranged pupils were filled with rage and madness, its stitched mouth making creepy noises while drooling incessantly.
This Stand, Purple Haze, reflected the suppressed and uncontrollable fury within Fugo’s inner world.
On its fists, it bore three spherical “capsules” filled with the deadly virus.
“For Bucciarati’s dream…”
“You must die!”
With a resolute killing intent, Fugo commanded Purple Haze to deliver a fatal punch.
Simultaneously, one of the virus capsules on Purple Haze’s fist burst, releasing a deadly purple mist in all directions.
If touched by this mist, Lee Sin would undoubtedly die.
However…
“Oh… so that’s your attack method.”
Lee Sin smiled faintly, as if he had anticipated this.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
“Kid…”
“Did you think I couldn’t see through such a childish trick?”
Facing the incoming purple mist, Lee Sin calmly explained:
“Leaving aside your poor acting that wouldn’t qualify you as a minor celebrity even with two and a half years of practice…”
“It’s already suspicious for an ‘ADC’ specializing in long-range attacks to expose their body so arrogantly!”
“Not to mention, all unrelated people on this street have fled.”
“With no passerby to interfere, your companion hiding in the corner playing with a ‘remote-controlled plane’ is as obvious to my ears as a flea on a monk’s head!”
Trash talk was a basic skill for a gamer.
Thus, Lee Sin’s explanation carried a mocking tone that could provoke anger.
While Fugo felt enraged, he was also shocked:
“You saw through it long ago? Then why did you charge over!”
“Haha…”
“Range: five meters, humanoid Stand, superior punch speed and strength, attack method… from its outline, it releases some kind of presumably toxic gas.”
“If I didn’t charge over, you wouldn’t have provided this information yourself, right?”
Lee Sin answered leisurely.
Then, just as Purple Haze’s poisonous punch was about to hit his face…
Lee Sin, who had been charging forward, suddenly changed direction with a bizarre maneuver, flying backward: “Iron Body!”
Stand Profile
Stand Name: Purple Haze
User: Pannacotta Fugo
Destructive Power: A
Speed: B
Range: C
Durability: E
Precision: E
Development Potential: B
Ability: The capsules on its fists contain a deadly virus. If infected, beings without antibodies, including humans, will rot and die within 30 seconds. Even the user, Fugo, would die if infected, as there is no cure. The virus is weak against light; exposure to indoor light for 10 seconds at night will kill it. Although it has self-awareness, it is highly violent and cannot be fully controlled by the user.
The street was quiet.
Nearby passersby and shop owners had long fled like startled birds after the restaurant commotion started.
Thanks to Naples’ “excellent” public safety, many of them had witnessed the brutal scenes of Mafia shootouts in the streets.
So, upon hearing that a madman was openly provoking the Mafia in a restaurant, the innocent bystanders instinctively stayed away from the area.
At this moment, apart from the neatly parked rows of small cars along the roadside, there was nothing else obstructing the wide road.
This was a good thing for Lee Sin:
His already extremely acute super hearing could now fully exert its true capabilities in such a quiet environment.
Thus, the moment the blond boy shouted “Aerosmith,” Lee Sin immediately heard the buzzing of an airplane propeller in the sky:
“Is there a propeller plane passing by? No…”
“The sound of a normal plane would gradually approach, not suddenly appear like this.”
“Without a doubt… this is a Stand attack!”
Lee Sin instantly pinpointed the enemy Stand’s location and immediately shouted to Giorno beside him:
“Watch out, the enemy’s Stand is in the sky!”
Soon, Giorno also spotted the uniquely shaped Stand:
It was a plane, a small yet fully equipped propeller plane that looked like a toy model.
It kept circling at a low altitude of about ten meters, seemingly busy searching for its target.
“Hahaha…”
The blond boy laughed arrogantly, his voice tinged with a hint of exaggeration:
“Noticing it won’t help!”
“You can’t beat my ‘Aerosmith’!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the “toy plane” flying low in the sky suddenly dived like a hawk, aiming the two miniature machine guns on its fuselage at Lee Sin and Giorno on the ground.
Though small and seemingly insignificant, the two miniature machine guns fired with a thunderous roar.
The crisp, loud gunfire echoed in the air like firecrackers, followed by a storm of dense fiery bullets.
“Dodge!”
Thanks to his extraordinary hearing, Lee Sin reacted much faster than Giorno.
He instantly activated his data mode, then grabbed Giorno, quickly taking cover behind a parked car on the roadside.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The missed bullets struck the car, creating a deafening metallic clatter.
When the gunfire ceased and the smoke cleared, the car’s reinforced glass was shattered, and its metal body was riddled with bullet holes.
“Tsk tsk…”
“Although it looks like a toy, its power isn’t much less than a real gun.”
Lee Sin remarked with a hint of admiration.
“This Stand is indeed powerful.”
“Its flying maneuvers are very agile. If someone is controlling it, your ‘Sonic Wave’ might find it hard to hit.”
“Moreover, it carries potent long-range weapons, capable of easily attacking our bodies.”
“If we engage in long-range combat, we’ll definitely be at a disadvantage.”
Giorno looked up, his expression serious as he watched Aerosmith change its flight posture in the air, quickly preparing for another attack:
“So, it’s best to find a way to directly attack the opponent’s body.”
“Lee Sin…”
“This is up to you.”
He said meaningfully to Lee Sin, “I think you understand the current situation.”
“Understood.”
“Don’t worry… I’m not that stupid.”
Lee Sin nodded decisively in response,
then rolled out from behind the car.
He didn’t use any skills, merely driving his powerful body forward like a swift leopard, charging toward the blond boy.
Even in a mere sprint, Lee Sin’s speed was astonishing.
Before Aerosmith in the sky could adjust its posture to attack, Lee Sin had already closed in on the blond boy, less than ten meters away.
But the blond boy merely laughed:
Fool!
Did he fall for it so easily?
The blond boy, Pannacotta Fugo, thought casually.
Indeed, the one standing alone before Lee Sin and Giorno, shouting “his” Stand’s name, wasn’t Aerosmith’s user Narancia, but Fugo, the owner of “Purple Haze.”
This was just a small trick he and Narancia usually employed against enemies.
First, Fugo would show himself, pretending to be Aerosmith’s user, creating a misunderstanding.
Meanwhile, Narancia would hide in the shadows, quietly controlling Aerosmith to launch long-range attacks, making the enemy instinctively think of attacking the “body” after enduring the firepower suppression.
Then, some foolish enemies would charge toward Fugo, like Lee Sin was doing now.
“Fool…”
“Once you step into my Purple Haze’s range, your life is over!”
Fugo’s Stand, Purple Haze, could release a deadly virus that would kill infected enemies within half a minute.
It was no exaggeration to say that it was a terrifying “touch of death” existence.
The only drawback was… Purple Haze looked too frightening, making normal people instinctively aware of the danger.
But now, Lee Sin knew nothing about Purple Haze.
He seemed to truly believe Fugo was Aerosmith’s user, recklessly charging toward him.
Thus, ten meters, nine meters, eight meters, seven meters, six meters…
“Five meters!”
“He’s within my Stand’s range!”
A cold glint flashed in Fugo’s eyes as he immediately summoned his Stand: “Go, Purple Haze!”
In that split second, a purple humanoid Stand appeared before Lee Sin.
It was a terrifying figure:
Dressed in Roman-style armor, its face covered with a translucent visor, its body adorned with eerie purple and white patterns, it exuded a natural sense of oppression.
Its scattered, deranged pupils were filled with rage and madness, its stitched mouth making creepy noises while drooling incessantly.
This Stand, Purple Haze, reflected the suppressed and uncontrollable fury within Fugo’s inner world.
On its fists, it bore three spherical “capsules” filled with the deadly virus.
“For Bucciarati’s dream…”
“You must die!”
With a resolute killing intent, Fugo commanded Purple Haze to deliver a fatal punch.
Simultaneously, one of the virus capsules on Purple Haze’s fist burst, releasing a deadly purple mist in all directions.
If touched by this mist, Lee Sin would undoubtedly die.
However…
“Oh… so that’s your attack method.”
Lee Sin smiled faintly, as if he had anticipated this.
At that moment, time seemed to stand still.
“Kid…”
“Did you think I couldn’t see through such a childish trick?”
Facing the incoming purple mist, Lee Sin calmly explained:
“Leaving aside your poor acting that wouldn’t qualify you as a minor celebrity even with two and a half years of practice…”
“It’s already suspicious for an ‘ADC’ specializing in long-range attacks to expose their body so arrogantly!”
“Not to mention, all unrelated people on this street have fled.”
“With no passerby to interfere, your companion hiding in the corner playing with a ‘remote-controlled plane’ is as obvious to my ears as a flea on a monk’s head!”
Trash talk was a basic skill for a gamer.
Thus, Lee Sin’s explanation carried a mocking tone that could provoke anger.
While Fugo felt enraged, he was also shocked:
“You saw through it long ago? Then why did you charge over!”
“Haha…”
“Range: five meters, humanoid Stand, superior punch speed and strength, attack method… from its outline, it releases some kind of presumably toxic gas.”
“If I didn’t charge over, you wouldn’t have provided this information yourself, right?”
Lee Sin answered leisurely.
Then, just as Purple Haze’s poisonous punch was about to hit his face…
Lee Sin, who had been charging forward, suddenly changed direction with a bizarre maneuver, flying backward: “Iron Body!”
Stand Profile
Stand Name: Purple Haze
User: Pannacotta Fugo
Destructive Power: A
Speed: B
Range: C
Durability: E
Precision: E
Development Potential: B
Ability: The capsules on its fists contain a deadly virus. If infected, beings without antibodies, including humans, will rot and die within 30 seconds. Even the user, Fugo, would die if infected, as there is no cure. The virus is weak against light; exposure to indoor light for 10 seconds at night will kill it. Although it has self-awareness, it is highly violent and cannot be fully controlled by the user.
