Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

March 28, 6 a.m., Venice.

Li Qing finally ushered in his third morning in this world.

The morning light gradually lights up the sky, and the blue sea is quietly covered with a dreamy golden veil.

Countless residents and tourists were busy walking through the ancient streets in the morning mist. This world-famous ancient water city also gradually revealed its thousand-year prosperity after a night of silence.

But Li Qing and others certainly have no interest in enjoying such excitement now.

This busy morning in Venice, which is full of people, will only make them feel bad after driving thousands of miles to the train station on the main island of Venice:

Too many people.

Everyone frowned slightly in unison.

This train station is likely to become a battlefield, and there should be as few innocent civilians near the battlefield as possible.

Not to mention, using civilians as shields and relying on the sea of ​​​​people to hide the real body is the specialty of the stand-in messengers in the organization.

Every passer-by who passes in front of him may attack him in the next second.

And, even worse:

Just when the time was approaching 6 o'clock in the trailer, when Li Qing and others were in urgent need of intelligence support from the science and technology team, the various surveillance cameras in the train station also displayed their traditional skills in the camera industry - they usually took clear pictures, but when the time came, It breaks down at the critical moment.

Obviously, this was done intentionally.

The current Venice Railway Station is no longer under the supervision of the technology team.

Li Qing and others naturally didn't know who entered the train station during this period, and what the other party arranged in the train station.

The other party obviously knows that the technology team is on our side now, and it should be Diavolo's people.

Sabotaging the surveillance should be to lay out the so-called 'treasure clues' without being discovered by us, or...

Bucciarati habitually analyzed the enemy's intentions:

Set a trap for us.

Diavolo's past is too mysterious, and no one knows whether he has any other hidden fighting powers.

If he still has available substitute messengers, then the Venetian treasure this time is likely to be a trap for them.

In this case.

Li Qing took the initiative to stand up:

Just let me go in alone to explore the way.

you alone?

Jotaro and Polnareff couldn't help but look slightly sideways:

It is not a wise move to act alone without a large force at this time.

Yes, just let me go in alone.

You two may not know me well, but the thing I'm not afraid of the most is risking my life.

Li Qing smiled confidently.

He immediately turned on the data mode, his steel-made muscles tensed in an instant, and his hands suddenly clenched into a pair of diamond-hard fists.

Just holding it out of thin air actually caused two weak air vibrations.

This power.

No longer human at all.

A flash of surprise suddenly flashed in the eyes of Jotaro and Polnareff:

If Li Qing hadn't been bathing in the sun without any damage, they would have suspected that the guy in front of them was the remnant of a vampire who hadn't been killed.

Or, this bald man has also practiced ripples?

Others have long been accustomed to Li Qing's superhuman performance.

Even if Li Qing said that his superpower was not actually a substitute's ability, but the mysterious Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu, they reluctantly believed him.

It doesn’t matter how the ability comes from, as long as it’s easy to use.

Li Qing will not be injured or disabled, and he has the ability to move up to 300 meters. He is really the best candidate to serve as the pathfinder pioneer.

Just like the last time at the pig farm, if Li Qing hadn't been there to explore the way first, they would have all been ambushed by the enemy.

This time too.

A swarm of swarms can indeed take care of each other, but there is also the risk of being taken over by the enemy.

In that case.

Everyone quickly agreed to Li Qing’s plan:

We'll be waiting for you in the parking lot outside, keep in touch on your cell phone at all times.

If something happens, use your ability to come out as soon as possible.

Li Qing nodded.

He immediately dialed Giorno's number and put the phone that was still on call into his jacket pocket.

I'm in.

Following the steady flow of people, Li Qing walked into the train station.

Station, waiting hall.

Two hurried figures walked quickly in the crowd.

The leading man is tall and straight, with a strong and handsome appearance. He wears a decent double-breasted suit and has mature and stylish short blond hair.

He walked in a hurry, but there was no trace of impatience in his purple pupils.

His eyes were as calm as water, reflecting the man's temperament, which was as calm and deep as a rock.

Brother Proshute.

Hey, haven't the others come yet?

Another person walking with him carefully called out the name of the leader.

In fact, this follower is also tall and straight, with a broad waist and a round face. He has the talent to be a gangster and bully at first glance.

However, at this moment, following Prosit, he was always shrinking his neck nervously, hunching his body, and even unconsciously playing with his fingers that he didn't know where to put.

This timid manner, coupled with his thick straight neck like a corn cob and green hair like a cabbage gangster, is even more ridiculous.

Bessie.

Prosit glanced at his younger brother with some dissatisfaction:

I already told you.

Boss and the others will arrive later. Now we can only rely on the two of us.

The assassination team was scattered all over the world to perform tasks, and it was only at midnight last night that they decided to march to Venice. It was certainly not easy to have all the members present at dawn today.

Therefore, the time was approaching the agreed 6 o'clock, but the only members who could arrive at the scene were Prosit and Bessie, who were already relatively close to Venice.

Just the two of us?

Bessie swallowed in frustration.

This rookie who had just joined the assassination team less than two months ago was obviously not as calm as his elder brother.

In fact, his current performance is worse than that of ordinary mafia members:

You're scared.

Your heart is running away, so your eyes have no power.

Bessie.

Prosit's eyes were as cold and sharp as a blade:

You can't fight like this.

If you want to escape, it's still too late - I won't stop you.

I

Bessie's face turned blue and red.

He stiffened his thick neck, and the fat on his chin trembled slightly in excitement.

Under the gaze of her eldest brother, Prosit, and in the fierce psychological struggle, Bessie finally made the decision:

I-I want to stay.

Since eldest brother is here, then I have to be here too.

very good.

I want to see you grow, Bessie.

Prosit's eyes quietly softened:

Although this little brother is a little weaker in will, he at least still has one of the most important qualities as a companion: friendship.

Only such people are worthy of trust and can be trusted comrades.

Even though this comrade is still a rookie.

Bessie is still too immature now.

If we can spend two more years cultivating him, he may be able to become a strong man with unlimited potential.

Prosit thought with regret in his heart.

It is indeed a bit reluctant to let a rookie who has only joined the team for two months participate in such a life and death battle.

But now that the arrow is on the string and he has to shoot, he can only entrust his trust to the immature Bessie.

That's fine.

Let's focus on looking for 'clues'.

Prosit quickly abandoned these useless thoughts.

He began to concentrate on observing this seemingly ordinary waiting hall, looking for the so-called treasure clues left in the last words.

But the last words only roughly stated that there would be clues about the treasure at the Venice train station, but did not say what the clues were or where they would appear.

Prosit took a rough look, but the result was not satisfactory.

It's already 6 o'clock.

What exactly are the so-called clues?

Is this last word really just a prank played by the rebels, and the boss himself is not dead at all?

Prosit couldn't help but have such doubts.

However, at this moment

At the door of the waiting hall, a familiar figure suddenly appeared.

To say that they are familiar is actually a bit reluctant, because they have never met before.

But that guy has been under urgent pursuit within the organization since yesterday. Later, the upper management of the organization first revoked the wanted order on the grounds that he had been killed. Then, a last message from the boss revealed the fact that he was not dead.

He is Li Qing, the star that everyone in the organization is paying attention to.

Li Qing is not dead!

Those last words are true!

Prosit's eyes were full of sharpness:

Li Qing's appearance explained everything.

The previous announcement to cancel the wanted order was false, and since Li Qing could use his boss's account to issue such an announcement, it meant that he had indeed controlled the organization from behind the scenes.

That invincible and mysterious boss may be really dead.

Thinking of this, Prosit clenched his fists subconsciously.

He immediately observed the environment in the waiting hall, and then issued the order immediately:

Bessie.

Go and get all the ice cubes in that breakfast room, and destroy everything you can't hold in your body in one go.

The battle is about to begin, I'm afraid.

The second update will be very late.