Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Apache abandoned his double without hesitation.

Melancholy Blues exists like a clone of his soul, which is of course extremely important.

However, the melee suppression power of the enemy's avatar is almost unstoppable, and even Bucciarati, who is the best at melee combat in the team, cannot match it.

Continuing to stay there will only make them lose their lives in vain. In this case, they can only use the sure-fire Sprint that presses the bottom of the box.

no way.

Compared with his own one-and-only life, the substitute is obviously something that can be discarded.

And when Anthony's angry shouts came from the woods, Apache didn't even have any reluctance to part with the melancholy blues——

I still have that substitute in my hands. Anthony said.

This means that the actual situation is different from what they feared before:

The objects that disappeared due to the enemy's ability were not completely erased, but still existed somewhere safe and sound.

In this case, why should they rush to defeat Anthony at this moment.

As long as Diavolo can be successfully dealt with and the organization is completely controlled, it will not be too late to go back to Anthony to collect debts.

That's what Apache thinks now.

Therefore, the louder Anthony shouted in the distance, the more ridiculous he felt:

He's just a brat after all.

Apache had a rare bad taste, turned his head and shouted in the distance:

No more——

goodbye!

This joking shout seemed quite powerful.

From a distance of nearly a hundred meters, Apache could hear the childish brat's angry curses.

Ha ha.

Apaki smiled and continued running forward with Bucciarati without paying any attention to him.

They would be able to escape from the woods and the park in no time, leave that difficult kid behind completely, and head to the truly important battlefield.

However, at this moment, Anthony's loud shouting came from behind.

But this time, the content of his shouting was no longer the weak and ridiculous yelling, but a fierce and naked threat:

Come back!

If you leave, I will kill him——

As soon as he finished speaking, a shrill scream came from the woods:

Ahhh!

Help. Help!

The scream was so loud that it still seemed so clear even after crossing the dense woods.

It was obvious that the owner of the voice had just suffered unimaginable pain.

And from the sound of that voice, it seemed that the guy who was being tortured was...

Is it the addict just now?

Apaki was slightly startled, and Bucciarati beside him couldn't help but stagnate.

Hey, hey.

Apaki shouted loudly, with a hint of disdain in his shout:

If you just grab anyone and threaten us, is there something wrong with your mind?

If you want to kill him, just kill him. This kind of person should not continue to live in this world anyway!

Yeah?!

Anthony roared hysterically:

If you really don't care, why did you reply to me?

Ha ha ha ha.

If I'm not wrong, you should have stopped, right?

The intelligence has long said that one of you used to be a cop who talked about justice every day, and the other was a good person who extended favors on the streets of Naples. Shouldn't it be your instinct to help others?

As if he had some clairvoyance, he accurately stated the current state of Bucciarati and Apache.

indeed

Although the addict had nothing to do with them, and was even a scumbag living and wasting air, Apache subconsciously stopped after hearing the shrill cry for help.

It was as if he was still the passionate and just policeman from before.

The good memories of the past suddenly came out uncontrollably, and compared with the cruel reality he later experienced, they actually seemed so ridiculous and funny.

“It’s really stupid”

Apache bit his lip hard to dispel the inexplicable surge of enthusiasm.

Shut up!

If you want to kill, do it quickly. Goodbye!

He said these words coldly.

Then Apache picked up his stride and continued forward without hesitation.

Ahhhhh!

Another scream came from the woods behind him.

Amidst the addict's extremely painful screams, Anthony was shouting crazily:

Asshole. Do you think I don't dare to kill someone?

If I let you run away, the boss will be very angry. I don't want to make the boss angry!

Anthony awakened his ability as a substitute when his outlook on life was immature, and was accidentally discovered by Diavolo. He was recruited into the Guards and continued to be trained and brainwashed.

The boss he had never met before was like a parent to him.

Anthony is like an ignorant girl trapped in PUA. Her awe and loyalty to Diavolo have been completely imprinted into his heart:

As long as I can complete the boss's mission, I dare to kill anyone and do anything.

If you don't come back, I will chop everyone in the park and around the park into pieces one by one, starting with this homeless man!

Apache's steps stalled again.

The same goes for Bucciarati.

He looked at Apaji's gloomy face with a slightly complicated expression:

Apache, do you want to go back?

No.

Apache shook his head decisively:

If a random passerby threatens us and we have to obey orders, how can we move forward?

Gangster, we are gangsters!

This is what the police have to do, what does it have to do with us?

He gritted his teeth and said these words, not knowing whether he wanted to convince Bucciarati or himself.

But Bucciarati responded this way:

I want to go back.

He looked flat and said things that seemed very stupid to Apache.

It seemed as if this was not a stupid act of dying for a stranger, but something that must be done and a matter of course.

you

Apaki's eyes widened and he looked at Bucciarati.

He held it in for a long time before he finally said:

What are you doing?

I joined the gang just to give up on myself and become a bad guy!

It is no exaggeration to say that compared with his colleagues in the police force who had to be proficient in everything to eat cards, Bucciarati, the gang leader, was so kind that he was like a saint who came out of a story.

Staying with companions like Bucciarati, he almost forgot his original intention of joining the underworld.

Ha ha.

Bucciarati smiled once in a while.

He looked at Apaji's eyes full of shock, helplessness and doubt, and his tone was still so calm:

Apache, you are my new team member.

We have only known each other for a few days, so you may not know me well yet.

Indeed, within the organization, those good guys call me the bad guy in Naples. They think it is very ridiculous to help the citizens of the jurisdiction, and it is even more ridiculous to care about the lives of innocent people.

And in such a cruel world, what I did was indeed very 'redundant'.

It became my weakness and I got into a lot of trouble because of it - just like Porpo yesterday, Anthony today.

but.

I never intended to change that.

Bucciarati's eyes were very firm:

Even though I'm in this world, I still want to walk the path I believe in.

Because it is unforgivable. If I turn a blind eye to this kind of thing, then I will have no face to face myself.

.

Apache could not speak for a long time.

He felt that his original intention of sinking into the underworld had been completely led astray, but after getting to know the man Bucciarati deeply, another original intention that had been completely buried by him seemed to be quietly sprouting again.

All right.

Apaki sighed deeply, his voice helpless and full of emotion:

No one can stop a man from being stupid. You can do it if you want.

No, this is not stupid.

Bucciarati shook his head.

He slowly took a step back, and his expression immediately became extremely cold:

Whether it's Polpo or Anthony, they got something wrong.

Kindness is never weakness, let alone incompetence.

Before I decide to save people, the first decision is always how they will die.