Stand User in Marvel Universe

The next morning, Dior had just cleaned up the table that was smashed by yesterday's "missing", and his best friend in this life came to the door.

"Hey, brother, I knew you were here."

As soon as they met, Will gave his good brother a big hug, but he was only 1.6 meters tall, which was particularly funny in front of Dior's height of 1.85 meters.

"Hello, Will, I've made you worry." Dio was a little hesitant about how to get along with him, but after feeling the sincerity of the other party, he was relieved. Now he is Dio Brando. El Jose's best friend!

"Wow, we are brothers!"

Will deliberately made a funny and exaggerated expression, but he was actually observing his situation carefully. When such a terrible accident happened, he was very afraid that his good brother would be knocked down, but after seeing Dior regain his spirits. After the healthy appearance, he was relieved.

"HEY, bro! I said did you quietly undergo plastic surgery while you were in the hospital? Why do I feel like you're handsome again? No wonder that nympho Jenny sticks even harder every time you reject him."

Will never mention Dior's parents, but Will, who has tasted the warmth and warmth of the world since he was a child, is not low in emotional intelligence.

"It's nothing, I just saw some things. Since God let me live, then instead of immersed in grief, it is better to welcome a better future. I believe that 'they' in heaven are also praying for me at this moment." Dior looked Slightly complicated, as for the substitute, there is no way to explain it to Will.

Will was silent for a moment, then patted him on the back.

"It's a pity for everyone that this happened. If you think about it this way, Uncle Brando and Aunt He will also bless you in the sky."

"Don't worry, I'm not as fragile as you think. Didn't I say we went to see the cemetery together today, let's go, take your car, my car is still sitting downstairs at home, and I'll go to see when I'm done. "

Dior, who had received all the memories completely, still talked to Will as usual, and Will did not see any flaws. After Dior locked the door of the restaurant, the two got into a second-hand Chevrolet and left. .

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Just as Dior and Will walked away, a sound rang out in a black car not far from the restaurant.

"The target left with Will Jos. According to yesterday's wiretapping, they should have gone to the cemetery donated by Stark Industries."

"Received, No. 2 has followed. From yesterday to now, has the target behaved abnormally?"

"The target's mood seems unstable and violent, and he threw out a smashed table just now."

"Any more?"

"No, sir."

"Continue to monitor, all communication equipment of the target must be controlled."

"Yes, sir!"

After a pause, the person in the car said again: "Why don't we just kill him? Good luck can't always favor him."

"You think I don't want to send him down to reunite with his family right away? The last time I did it was a little hasty. The lucky boy finally 'resurrected from the dead' made the matter bigger. The S.H.I.E.L.D. has already intervened in the investigation. It's inevitable that he won't show his foot. Fortunately, this lucky boy should not know anything, and monitor it for another week. If there is nothing abnormal... cancel the operation and count him back."

After finishing the contact, the people in the black car took out the sandwiches bought in the supermarket and ate it, obviously dissatisfied with wasting their precious time on such a boy who didn't know if he was unlucky or lucky. The only thing to watch is to find a way to shut them up. As for someone who doesn't know anything from the beginning to the end...of course the family must be neat and tidy!

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In the suburbs, a brand new cemetery that had just been completed appeared in sight.

The black boy Will, who was sitting in the driver's seat in the car, was still giving full play to his racial talent.

"Tony Stark should die! God knows how many people have been killed by the arms and weapons flowing out of Stark Industries. One hundred thousand? One million? Or ten million?"

"Hey, I heard that yesterday, our famous playboy Mr. Tony Stark directly won the most famous twin supermodel of Victoria's Secret. Today's lace news is all about this..."

"Brother, let me tell you a joke, Tony Stark, the largest arms dealer in the United States, is actually a philanthropist, hahaha!"

Dio couldn't help rubbing his tormented temple, he almost forgot, Will this guy is a real rich hater, maybe it has something to do with his childhood experience, he is like many black people in the slums, incomparable. Hate rich people, especially rich, talented, handsome and handsome guys like Tony Stark, and Will who can't wait to replace him will never admit that he is Hong Guoguo's jealousy!

"Okay brother, here we are."

After getting out of the car, Dior couldn't help but immediately took a few deep breaths. Not to mention, far from the city, the air here is really good, and the surrounding environment is also very good.

Whether Tony Stark is a show or an exchange of interests, this newly built cemetery is one of the results of charity, and who can tell which dollar is good and which dollar goes to Contaminated with blood?

Dior has long passed the stage of being angry with the youth and hating the rich. There is no fairness in this world, and his tone is deceiving. It is better to find a way to live his own life, and then let his descendants also become the object of others' envy and envy.

"How is it? I said the environment is good."

"It's good, but are you sure the price here is cheap?" Dior's face was full of disbelief.

"Hey, I know the administrator here, but that guy takes goods from me a lot, if you don't want to lose this job..." When he said this, Will's face didn't have any embarrassment on his face. .

As the saying goes, the snake has its way, the rat has its way, and the gang has been around for a long time.

get goods?

Dior naturally knew what kind of goods he was taking, and it was nothing more than 'flour' that could make the other party lose his job, not marijuana.

As for whether it is right or not to do so...

Dior agreed with Will's method without any hesitation. It's children who are right or wrong, and it's not that he forced the other party to take drugs. Since he can't stand the temptation, don't blame others for holding him and a drug addict. There is nothing morally immoral in dealing with.

As for Will, he is even less qualified to point fingers. Everyone has their own choices, and sometimes in order to survive, many of them have no choice.