Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Inside the train station.

With the heroic success of his career, the fog of aging that shrouded the station finally dissipated completely.

Except for a few poor old men who were already too old and frail to bear aging, the remaining hundreds of innocent passengers who were implicated mostly regained their youth.

With a healthy body, they finally have the strength to vent their inner fears.

Many people were panicked by such horrific and strange experiences, and many people were screaming and shouting because of their hair that would never come back due to rapid aging. For a while, the station was filled with crying and sadness.

Among the continuous screams, Li Qing's howl seemed particularly loud.

Every syllable he shouted was trembling violently, and his voice was loud and powerful, and it sounded like a pig being bled with a knife.

Ahhhh——

Li Qing's blood-stained body twitched in pain as if he was electrocuted:

Why, why does it hurt so much?

How did Fuge persist in the first place! Be gentle!

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Giorno's face was full of helplessness.

Bucciarati, Apache and Jotaro who were waiting on the side also looked a little strange:

So you are so afraid of pain? Li Qing.

Enduring pain can be said to be an introductory course for a substitute. No one expected that Li Qing, who has always been unafraid of pain, would be so bad at pain tolerance.

At this time, Golden Experience dug out a piece of cement from the ground with hands and feet, and stuffed it into Li Qing's rotten stomach.

This process of quickly filling flesh and blood and stimulating the body's self-healing is obviously extremely painful.

Li Qing immediately started to scream.

Just hold on a little longer.

The rough movements of Golden Experience didn't slow down at all.

Li Qing screamed in severe pain, but Giorno looked at Li Qing with a hint of emotion in his eyes:

Although he was so afraid of pain, he still managed to hold on until now with his body like this.

You have never disappointed anyone, Lee Qing.

Giorno sighed lightly and stepped up his treatment of Li Qing.

Soon, Li Qing's face was as pale as paper, and his body, which had been almost turned into a ball of rotten flesh, finally returned to health.

His injuries were all healed by the golden experience, and he no longer had to worry about dying suddenly due to blood depletion after turning on digitization.

Therefore, Li Qing couldn't wait to start digitization.

The lingering aftertaste of pain finally disappeared.

This nightmare that lasted for several minutes finally came to an end.

After Li Qing got used to his painless, strong and strong body, he felt that the previous painful experience was as illusory and blurry as a mirage - he himself couldn't believe that he could endure such a life worse than death. pain of.

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He breathed a long sigh of relief and erased the bad memory from his mind.

Then, Li Qing seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned around suddenly and walked to the edge of the platform, looking down at the blood-stained rails below:

You're not dead yet, Bessie.

Li Qing muttered quietly.

Giorno and others entered the station to provide support as soon as Heroic Chengjin was lifted. Even including the time to treat Li Sin, only one minute had passed since the end of the battle.

Prosiut is naturally dead, because he was not harmed by other characters before his death, so the head reward was still collected by Li Qing.

Bessie's injuries were relatively minor, and he is still surviving to this day.

At this moment, looking at the enemy who almost took his life, Li Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

It's good that you're not dead, it's good that you're not dead

Otherwise, this head will be killed by Jotaro.

What? Giorno vaguely heard Li Qing's murmur: Do you want to save this carrot head?

Well of course not.

Li Qing was slightly startled, and his face quietly gained a touch of righteousness:

I will not save these villains who regard human life as nothing.

But as an opponent, I admire their will——

People with such a will should not die miserably and helplessly. They deserve a clean ending.

With that said, under the sighing and approving eyes of Giorno and others, Li Qing jumped off the platform.

Click——

There was a crisp sound of cervical vertebrae breaking between the rails.

A few seconds later, Li Qing crawled back from Bessie's body with quick hands and feet.

Seeing off his opponents seems to be a very happy thing for him.

There was a satisfied smile on his face, like an old farmer's harvest, and he muttered mysterious words in his mouth:

Not even close.

Before anyone could hear clearly, Li Qing quickly turned his questioning eyes to Giorno:

Giorno, why are you the only ones here?

Where are Fugo and Mista?

They haven't come back yet.

We originally thought that we could only come in for support if we relied on ice, so we allocated some manpower to search for ice.

It's just that I didn't expect that later Mr. Jotaro

As Giorno spoke, his tone became weird again:

At that time, everyone was blocked at the entrance of the station. Anyone who tried to enter would be instantly transformed into an old man waiting to die.

So they could do nothing but wait for their companions to come back with ice cubes outside the station.

But before the ice cube came back, Jotaro couldn't help it anymore.

He said calmly, Let me try, and then walked in without changing his expression, despite the fog of aging.

As a result, not only was he not too old to move, but the enemies in the station were unlucky.

I knew Mr. Jotaro was so... different.

We didn't have to let Mista and the others go out to take risks.

Giorno said with emotion.

Is this so

Li Qing frowned and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart:

Then they haven't come back yet?

It must have been several minutes, right?

Indeed. It's been a while.

Speaking of this, the tone of Giorno, Bucciarati and others also became heavy.

They had just breathed a sigh of relief at Li Qing's successful escape, and now they suddenly became aware of the danger lurking outside the station.

And just when everyone's hearts were sinking, a rapid ringtone suddenly sounded on the platform.

Giorno and Bucciarati's cell phones rang at the same time.

Hello?

They both got on the phone at the same time.

When the phone was hung up, both of their expressions became extremely solemn:

Fuge and Nalanjia were seriously injured.

They are completely incapacitated now and are calling us for help.

Bucciarati reported the situation in his usual calm tone.

But his slightly trembling fists quietly revealed his inner uneasiness at the moment.

Mista too.

Giorno subconsciously clutched the phone tightly:

He said he was going to die soon.

Upon hearing this, Jotaro's expression became heavy.

Polnareff didn't have a mobile phone with him, and he couldn't find any other way to call for help.

But since the enemy can set up ambush points on both sides of the station to call for reinforcements, it is impossible for them to miss only this one.

As a result, Polnareff did not call back

It's really hard to say whether this situation is good or bad.

No time to waste.

Li Qing sighed deeply:

Let's go, let's go rescue people!

Outside the station.

A car coming from afar stopped a few hundred meters away.

There were two men sitting in the car. They were sitting carefully and low-key in their seats at the moment, concentrating on observing the entrance of the train station in the distance.

Melonie.

The core figure of the assassination team, Captain Risut Nero, called out the names of his subordinates in a solemn tone:

Didn't you say that Gaqiu and the others went to ambush the enemies who were looking for ice?

The enemy shouldn't be able to get the ice, right?

yes.

Meloni nodded seriously:

Jiaqiu and the others just reported to me almost two minutes ago, saying that they have been in contact with the ambush targets.

There is no new report yet. Maybe the battle on their side is not over yet?

Because the time was too short, Meloni, who had always been smart, failed to judge the correct situation at all.

However, captain Lisut noticed something was wrong:

“It can’t be ‘over’ already.”

At least, the battle inside the station is over.

He emphasized the word end very seriously.

Because the current situation made it difficult for him to judge whether it was just one or two battles that ended, or whether it was the ambition of their entire assassination team.

see it?

Passengers have begun to come out of the train station.

And as mentioned in Gaqiu's report, the few enemies who stayed at the station entrance have also disappeared.

This shows that Zhuangzhe Chengren's ability has been removed, the enemy has entered the station to support, and Prosit and Bessie may have

No, no, right?

Meloni's heart sank.

Although he knew that the captain's judgment was actually correct, he instinctively refused to accept such a cruel result:

Perhaps Prosit has already obtained the inheritance, so he is disabling his abilities and preparing to retreat?

Don't fool yourself!

It doesn't make any sense.

Risot broke Meloni's fantasy with a calm, cold voice that suppressed infinite pain:

You should know better, Meloni.

For Prosit, turning on the ability to retreat can better ensure safety.

Now that Prosit and Bessie haven't come out of the station yet, but Zhuangzheng Chengren has been released, this can only mean.

They're dead!

Risutte's calm voice finally trembled uncontrollably.

As the leading brother, such a gaffe is very inappropriate.

But Lisute couldn't control it, because he knew very well that there were only two situations that could disable Prosut's abilities - except victory, or death.

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A deathly silence spread in the car.

In the silence, Meloni's mood collapsed slightly:

how so.

The people looking for ice have obviously been stopped by Gaqiu and the others.

I absolutely believe that they will never let the ice cubes be delivered to the station. Then Prosit and Bessie, will they be defeated by Li Qing alone?

There's no point thinking about this anymore!

Risot recovered his reassuring composure and calmness in an instant:

Retreat.

Inform Gaqiu and the others to retreat if they can.

If they are still alive.

He gave a desperate order coldly.

This order means that all their previous efforts will be in vain, and all sacrifices will become meaningless.

But this is the wisest choice.

After all, their best chance of success has passed.

Prosciutto and Bessie clearly failed in their mission.

Even though everyone in the group firmly believed that they could beat Lee Sin with a huge advantage of two against one, they still lost.

With Prosit and Bessie almost confirmed to be dead, if they want to fight for the inheritance, they will have to start a head-on battle with a numerically superior enemy.

But facts have proven that these guys who can defeat the boss are not in vain.

Risot didn't think the assassination team could win.

Retreat—

If we continue to fight, we may be completely wiped out.

Risot struggled to say such dejected words.

Retreat retreat?

Meloni's mood became increasingly broken:

Our ambitions have clearly just begun.

It's only been a few minutes, is it going to end like this?!

Melonie

Risutte also fell silent.

But Meloni said even more excitedly:

I don't want to retreat!

If we quit this time, we will be street rats hunted by the organization for the rest of our lives.

I've had enough of such humiliating days, and everyone has had enough!

That's why we came to Venice. If that's the case, why do we leave in despair without accomplishing anything?

Hearing this, Lisut's face became more and more gloomy.

The various emotions surging in his heart were even more complex and difficult to describe.

team leader--

Just let me try again!

Meloni said with great dismay:

My baby face is a long-range automatic substitute. Even if it is defeated by the enemy, it will not have any impact.

If you retreat without letting me try it, I will never feel at ease for the rest of my life!

His voice was as excited as a madman, but he did not lose his mind when he spoke.

Risot could understand his logic very clearly:

Babyface is a long-range automatic stand that can fight beyond visual range. Even if it fails, it will not cause harm to the main body and will not bring danger to the assassination team.

Since there is absolutely no risk, you won’t suffer any loss if you try it.

Although the probability of winning may be low, there is always an eventuality in the world, just like Prosciut's sure-win game will fail inexplicably.

All right.

Lisut finally made a decision:

Melonie, just try again.

Today's update. I'm still struggling. Brainless Euler seems a bit too simple and crude. If I write it according to the original plan, it will feel like a second-rate battle of wits. It will give me a headache.