However, just as Eto finished speaking, a chilling murderous intent enveloped everyone.
Before Jotaro and the others could act, the CCG's investigators moved first.
Suzuya Juuzou, Shinohara Yukinori's partner.
No one knew from where he rushed over, holding a pitch-black sickle in his hand. The sickle shimred with a cold light, incomparably sharp.
His eyes glared at the boss, bloodshot veins covering his eyes, and the clear pupils only reflected one person's figure, Jotaro.
"It will really hurt, you know, if your neck gets chopped off!"
Jotaro frowned, having long sensed Suzuya rapidly approaching. From the other's body, he felt an intense hatred.
Suzuya's eye bags were very dark, looking like soone sleep-deprived, appearing very frail, but his movents were surprisingly good.
His actions were agile, and the angles of attack were tricky.
As a delinquent youth who used to fight often, Jotaro was extrely familiar with such moves.
It wasn't like the stiff poses of taekwondo, these were real killing moves sumd up through actual combat.
As long as one got hit, death or serious injury was inevitable.
Compared to those good-looking fixed techniques, this kind of wild style was the hardest to guard against.
As the saying goes, "a flurry of wild punches can beat a master", that's the logic here.
Although Suzuya said from his mouth that he wanted to chop off Jotaro's neck, Jotaro knew that his true intention wasn't about that.
He tilted his head to dodge the strike.
Sure enough, at the sa ti, the sickle in Suzuya's hand changed direction.
"This guy!"
Looking at where the sickle slashed, Jotaro bared his teeth.
The originally horizontal sickle suddenly rotated ninety degrees in Suzuya's hand, the tip pointing vertically downward, chopping toward Jotaro's lower body.
He wanted to cut open Jotaro's belly?
No.
Speaking of that, Jotaro was Suzuya's senior, how could he not know what he was thinking?
This guy's target was the second.
———
After learning the Washuu clan's true identity, Marude Itsuki convened a secret ergency eting overnight.
It was after that night that the CCG's Special Class Investigators were nearly wiped out.
Shinohara Yukinori was also among them.
When Suzuya saw Special Class Shinohara's corpse, his numb heart rarely had a ripple of emotion.
"Kujo Jotaro is truly a devil!" Furuta patted Suzuya's shoulder, pretending to squeeze out two tears. "Not only did he cruelly murder Special Class Shinohara, but he also desecrated his corpse."
Suzuya woodenly looked up, gazing toward Special Class Shinohara's body. When he saw the mangled flesh of the lower body, in an instant, all his past bad mories surged into his mind.
He had once been abducted by the ghoul Big Madam, raised into a disassembler at the Ghoul Restaurant.
His appearance leaned feminine. To maintain his girlish appearance, Big Madam had cruelly smashed his genitalia.
That Special Class Shinohara, who always wore a smile and patiently taught him, had experienced the sa pain as him!
His fists unknowingly clenched tight.
Furuta turned his back to Suzuya, quietly sobbing, but a aningful smile appeared on his face.
"He even removed Special Class Shinohara's 'second', turning him into a neither-man-nor-woman freak!"
Hearing this, Suzuya's body violently trembled.
"Mr. Shinohara always took good care of you, right? What a pity... he left in such a way."
Furuta shook his head and walked away from Suzuya, saying no more.
Because from the other's eyes, he saw exactly what he wanted to see.
"Ah! I forgot." He slapped his forehead and turned back, lifting Suzuya's hand, using two fingers to pinch an oval-shaped object suspended above Suzuya's palm, then gently placed it down.
"I found this at the scene, should be sothing Mr. Shinohara left behind. You'll really need this, right?"
He spoke with double aning, secretly overjoyed inside.
"Then take good care of it."
Suzuya stared at Shinohara's peaceful face and gripped that object tightly.
'Mr. Shinohara, I will definitely avenge you!'
———
"ORA!"
With Suzuya attacking so viciously, Jotaro wasn't soone easy to ss with either. Carrying a domineering punch, he struck hard at Suzuya's chest.
Even the air rippled.
A mouthful of fresh blood spurted from Suzuya's mouth.
Jotaro didn't stop there. Knocking away the sickle at the sa ti, he gave Suzuya an equal counterattack.
He controlled the strength.
Although it wouldn't cause any real damage, it would definitely hurt for a long ti.
No matter how strong a man is, when that area gets injured, he instinctively clutches it with both hands.
However, what surprised him was, Suzuya didn't care at all. Holding his sickle, he attacked again.
Jotaro furrowed his brow. He didn't understand what kind of grudge the other had with him to specifically aim for his lower body.
Suzuya leaned forward, crazily swinging the sickle. The speed of his attacks was faster each ti.
The reason Furuta had arranged such a scene was exactly because he had taken a liking to Suzuya's combat abilities.
If anyone in the entire CCG had the chance to surpass Arima, Suzuya would definitely count as one.
And he had no ghoul blood, just a pure-blooded human.
From that, one could see how high his combat talent was.
It was just a pity, his opponent was soone even Arima Kishou couldn't beat easily.
How could he possibly win?
The reason Jotaro didn't crush him instantly was because he appreciated his combat style.
To sum it up in one word, dirty.
In six words, use every possible ans to win.
The goal of fighting isn't the sa as sparring on stage, this kind of approach couldn't be better.
"Suzuya First Class is gaining the upper hand!"
"That bastard Kujo is being pushed back!"
The morale of the CCG's investigators soared.
They all knew of Kujo Jotaro's achievents in CCG. Describing it as "unprecedented and unrepeatable" was no exaggeration.
Soone like that, how powerful must he be?
But their Suzuya First Class had made the other unable to fight back at all.
"Hey! Should we take this chance to help Suzuya First Class? Capture this murderer Kujo quickly!"
The others nodded.
"Yeah, can't let Suzuya First Class fight alone! Let's go together!"
"This is a great chance to catch the enemy leader!"
"Are these guys stupid?" Eto glanced sideways at this group, not knowing where their confidence ca from.
If Jotaro lost to these people, there could only be one reason, he wanted to lose.
Other than that, no one could make him lose.
As the investigators sward up, Jotaro also acted at this mont.
These investigators weren't his targets, but letting them stand here would only cause unnecessary trouble.
So, taking this opportunity, he planned to knock them all out.
"Star Platinum!"
Star Platinum instantly appeared behind Jotaro, both fists swinging like a tornado.
Letting these people sleep for a while, compared to his own precision, Star Platinum was obviously more suitable.
"ORA ORA ORA ORA!"
"Yare yare..." Jotaro intercepted a flying knife. He hadn't expected Suzuya to still have energy to throw hidden weapons at this mont. "This might be the type of weapon I hate most."
He threw the knife on the ground, coldly staring at Suzuya.
"Although I don't know why you hate so much, it's ti for you to sleep well."
"ORA!"
A solid punch swung toward Suzuya's face.
"Compared to the second, the spot I prefer hitting more is the face."
Suzuya stared blankly at the solid punch coming at him. With a puchi sound, his abdon first felt a chill.
A kagune pierced down from above, passing through him, and didn't lose montum, charging straight toward Jotaro's face.
This kind of kagune, Jotaro was extrely familiar with.
Bright-colored rinkaku, it was that woman.
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