Oh holy crap! That's Prosciutto! That PROSCIUTTO!

What!?

OH NO! We're leaving! Let's hide in the train!

Huh-

Wai-... Hold-...

Get going, Giorno!

That's Prosciutto of the Hitman Team.

He's a first class assassin. Not only the skills, he's also got razor sharp intuition and wits. The problem is his personality.

He's a bit too... unbridled? Or how do I say this...

He's a pain in the ass to be involved with.

And the one next to him is the assassin apprentice, Pesci.

Just one step in and it's already over.

This train's fate is sealed.

The train conductor freaking out because all of a sudden there were gangsters barging into the control car.