Lee Sin's Bizzare Adventure - Chapter 1
Earth.
LOL, an ordinary match, the selection phase.
Mid-lane instantly chooses Yasuo and starts cursing?
Support angrily picks Tahm Kench to sabotage?
Top lane hesitates for a long time, finally picks a lackluster Garen.
The game hasn’t even started, and they’ve already lost half the battle in the selection phase.
This is really…
“Interesting.”
Lee Sin sat up straight, his eyes reflecting the bright white light from the computer screen.
To him, winning or losing wasn’t important.
A challenging game was what truly made him happy.
Lee Sin swiftly moved the mouse, effortlessly navigating through the hero pool to find his main hero—
The one who shared his name, the Blind Monk, Lee Sin.
Click.
Confirm.
……………………………………..
Player confirmed: Lee Sin.
Hero chosen: Blind Monk, Lee Sin.
Random map: JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure.
Game loading…
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At the same time.
In the JoJo world, Italy, Sicily.
Palermo port area, an inconspicuous street-side hotel, third-floor guest room.
The room wasn’t spacious or luxurious.
An old, cracked European-style carved bed took up most of the room, and the furniture was so old it seemed moldy.
Worst of all, the room was filled with an extremely strong stench.
Fortunately, the windows were closed and the door was locked, so the nauseating smell didn’t escape the room.
But at this moment, the door was suddenly forcefully opened from the outside.
A tall, skinny, unshaven middle-aged white man and four burly young men walked into the empty hotel room.
They were dressed in suits so black they seemed to absorb light, wearing shoes so shiny they reflected it. Their waists bulged as if carrying weapons, and they looked very much like members of the Italian mafia from a movie.
The overwhelming stench filled the room, but the young men in black didn’t seem bothered at all.
They briefly surveyed the overly simple furnishings and simultaneously looked at the tall, skinny middle-aged man leading them:
“Amor Boss.”
“Is this really a room that our high-ranking organization member stayed in?”
“Isn’t this level… a bit too frugal?”
“Our organization controls the entire underground world of Italy, and now we can’t even afford decent accommodations for our members?”
“Stop joking around!”
The middle-aged man named Amor snorted unhappily:
“Do your job properly. There’s plenty of time for nonsense after we’re done.”
“Remember this—”
“This is a mission urgently ordered by the ‘high-level officer’ above. If something goes wrong, even God can’t save you.”
“Yes, yes, yes.”
The men in black responded carelessly but couldn’t help but mutter:
“What important mission…”
“Isn’t it just the old ‘cleaner’ business?”
They grumbled while putting on rubber gloves for work.
Then, one of them asked:
“Boss Amor, where’s the ‘trash’ this time?”
“Over there, under the bed.”
Amor pointed to the empty carved bed in the middle of the room:
“Hurry up and clean it.”
“Got it!”
The men in black nodded slightly and worked together to move the obstructing bed.
Soon, they moved the bed away.
Underneath was a woman’s corpse:
Her chest had a large, penetrating hole, and her beautiful face was twisted in extreme pain.
An ordinary person would instinctively feel nauseous, but the young men in black were used to it. Not only were they unafraid, but they even chatted and laughed while pointing at the corpse:
“Tsk tsk.”
“She’s quite pretty; it’s a pity she’s dead.”
“Yeah.”
One of them echoed his companion’s words, carefully examining the wound:
“A penetrating wound, killed instantly, quite ruthless.”
“The wound diameter is at least a dozen centimeters, the heart shattered into pieces, bones pulverized, definitely not something a firearm could do.”
“I think… this was done by one of the ‘Stand Users’ in our organization?”
Although they were just low-level thugs, they had heard enough rumors to know that the upper echelons of the organization had many powerful individuals with supernatural abilities.
These superhumans were known as—Stand Users.
“The blood hasn’t completely dried.”
The young men began putting the body into a large suitcase while chatting excitedly:
“Looks like the killer isn’t far away.”
“And we were urgently dispatched by that ‘high-level officer’ who wouldn’t even reveal their name, calling us just minutes ago.”
“Which means, that mysterious high-level officer with Stand abilities… is likely nearby!”
Their eyes lit up as they chatted.
However, before they could voice their speculations, Amor, who was smoking nearby, couldn’t stand it anymore:
“Enough!”
He fiercely stubbed out his cigarette, angrily shouting:
“You brats!”
“Are you here to be ‘cleaners’ or Sherlock Holmes?”
“If you don’t want to meet God, shut up and get to work!”
The simple-minded young men hadn’t realized the seriousness of the situation, but Amor, noticing the peculiarities of this urgent task, had already vaguely guessed the true identity of the “mysterious high-level officer”:
Ordinary members didn’t need to hide their identity from subordinates; the person was likely not a regular member but—
The organization’s supreme leader, the Boss.
Yes, as a small peripheral leader, Amor didn’t even know his own boss’s name.
No one knew the Boss’s name.
Because the Boss didn’t like anyone investigating his identity or actions, not even speculation.
Anyone who tried to find out his identity died without exception.
Every trace and clue left by the Boss was perfectly erased.
For example…
This woman.
Amor glanced at the corpse with a hole in her chest, making a guess:
The Boss never showed his true face, and even high-level members could only contact him by phone.
No one knew his face, name, or identity, only his imposing voice.
However, some things couldn’t be solved over the phone.
They had to be handled personally.
And if any of those women were too smart or too stupid, noticing the Boss’s extraordinariness… the result was obvious.
“This is the dark emperor ruling the organization…”
Amor felt both fear and admiration for the Boss’s ruthlessness.
Evil people always admired the strong.
Following such a mysterious, powerful, and ruthless Boss, Amor was very satisfied.
At this moment, his hidden phone rang.
“Hello?”
Amor answered, switching to a respectful tone.
A voice full of authority came from the other end—
Amor had previously heard this naturally commanding voice over the phone, leading him to believe it was their elusive Boss:
“How is it?”
“Amor, is everything cleaned up?”
“Yes.”
Although the “high-level officer” on the other end never revealed their identity, Amor answered cautiously, respectfully, and sincerely:
“Rest assured, my men have cleaned up the scene.”
“We are professional cleaners, leaving no hair or bloodstain.”
“…….”
The “high-level officer” on the other end said something, to which Amor quickly responded:
“Rest assured!”
“Our actions are very discreet, unnoticed by anyone.”
“And although we’re just peripheral ‘cleaners’, we’re skilled fighters.”
“If anyone comes to interfere, believe me…”
Amor said firmly:
“I, Amor, will leave no witnesses!”
Just as he finished speaking…
“Ding!”
“Game loaded successfully.”
“Player ‘Lee Sin,’ welcome to JoJo’s Bizarre World.”
A shiny bald head suddenly appeared before Amor.
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