Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

In that pure and picturesque blue sky.

The fat pigeon fleeing in panic, the bald head rising straight up, and the deformed and ejected pieces of meat, the three constitute a strange and strange supernatural scene.

Lee Sin is about to catch up with the pigeon, and the meat block is faster to touch Lee Sin.

But at this moment, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared on the canvas.

It stretched its silver-gray steel wings, spewed orange-red high-temperature flames, and emitted overwhelming and violent sound waves like a tsunami, passing over the city at low altitudes wantonly and flamboyantly.

This is the F/A-18, a supersonic combat attack aircraft named Hornet.

Although the Bumblebee that was about to return to the base for landing did not enter supersonic flight, even in a low-altitude flight where the speed was deliberately controlled, its speed was faster than Li Qing's use of echo strike.

Whoosh!

The meat suddenly became restless.

Compared to the slow Li Qing, it preferred the iron eagle that flew by at high speed from a higher place.

As a result, this beast that relied entirely on instinct to act immediately abandoned Li Qing, who was about to reach his mouth, and suddenly burst out with a speed that was not inferior to that of a fighter jet, and rushed towards the vast sky further above.

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Li Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

He knew that he had survived.

With a sigh of relief, he killed the unfortunate fat pigeon, and the piece of meat successfully caught up with its juicy new prey - the bumblebee.

It clung tightly to the wings of the Hornet that were perfectly designed and crafted with excellent craftsmanship, immediately making this top-notch craft that embodies the highest human wisdom appear clumsy and weak.

The Hornet's flight attitude was disturbed and the fuselage began to tilt severely.

Of course, these things have nothing to do with Li Qing.

Feel sorry.

He raised his head and looked at the dark shadow passing rapidly above his head:

Although it's not very kind to divert disaster to the east, I really have no other choice.

but.

Li Qing smiled very wickedly:

As a beacon of humanity and a policeman of the world, it is natural for you to save people, right?

Although only a short breath had passed, the high-speed fighter had already flown at least a hundred meters away with the pieces of meat clinging to its wings.

Li Qing was completely out of Roubu's range of perception, and the distance between them was still growing rapidly.

Then, he began to fall under the influence of gravity.

Of course, falling from a height of more than 100 meters would not feel good. Li Qing could only pray that the amount of blood he had reserved would be enough to avoid dying of suicide by jumping off a building in the end.

And in the process of falling, he suddenly discovered...

Huh?

I think I can use the 'golden bell' on that brat?

So, when we were about to come into close contact with the hard concrete floor.

Li Qing's falling figure suddenly swung sideways, and then quickly rushed towards Giorno on the ground in a strangely straight trajectory.

The translucent light film of the golden bell illuminated both Giorno and Li Qing at the same time, and Li Qing stepped onto the ground unscathed by using this displacement skill that was not restricted by physical rules at all.

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So you still have such ability.

Giorno curiously looked at the spherical light shield around him that gradually faded and disappeared, but he immediately calmed down and returned to the topic:

but.

Is it really over?

He looked up at the fighter jet that continued to fall to a low altitude, and said solemnly:

Although the fighter jet lured away the piece of flesh, we don't know whether the monster could survive the crash.

If it lands in the city alive and absorbs the energy of the fighter engine to grow rapidly like it just absorbed the bus engine, then...

I'm afraid there will be a disaster in Naples.

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Li Qing was not in a hurry to answer.

He quietly exited the digital mode and looked at his new teammates with his own eyes:

Sure enough, consistent with his boyish voice that still had a hint of immaturity, Giorno at this moment was still a 13-year-old blond kid wearing a junior high school uniform.

This kid was suddenly involved in an unprovoked disaster, witnessed such a horrific scene, and experienced the extremes of life and death, and now he doesn't even have a trace of nervousness or fear.

He's not even 14 yet!

Giorno Giovanna. Is there such a natural 'protagonist' in the world?

Li Qing sighed secretly in his heart before finally saying to Giorno:

It should be over by now.

When I was considering using fighter jets as bait, I deduced what might happen next—

The fighter jet is huge and cannot be swallowed immediately.

And this place is only a stone's throw away from the sea. The pilot will definitely change the direction and let the plane crash into the sea as soon as he discovers that the plane is out of control.

By the time.

I see!

No need for Li Qing to explain next, Giorno can figure it out:

That piece of meat is a brainless creature that chooses its target based on its 'moving speed', and there are waves of waves surging back and forth in the sea all the time.

As long as it is sent into the sea, this monster will continue to chase the endless waves and be sealed in the endless waves forever.

Although I feel a little sorry for the unlucky pilot.

But this is indeed the most sensible approach we can take just now.

Giorno admired sincerely.

However, as soon as this compliment came out, he added another but:

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Mr. Baldhead, how can you be sure that the plane will turn around and crash into the sea?

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Li Qing scratched his head and said in confusion:

This shore is the city of Naples

If we don't fly the plane into the sea, how can we still let it hit the heads of citizens?

The Hornet fighter was piloted by Lieutenant Sam, who is affiliated with the USS Theodore Roosevelt aircraft carrier flight formation of the Navy's Sixth Fleet.

He had just flown around the Balkan Peninsula across the sea with his comrades in his beloved machine.

Relying on the Mi Lijian Empire's overwhelming air military strength, they easily tore apart the enemy's weak air defense line as if entering uninhabited territory, and unscrupulously sowed love and justice over the opponent's city. The flame.

What a boring game.

Those useless guys should surrender as soon as possible. Air-to-surface missiles are very expensive - it's all our taxpayers' money!

Patriotic Lieutenant Sam thought so.

He flew the returning fighter jet at low altitude over the city of Naples, and amid an overwhelming roar, flew in an orderly manner towards the aircraft carrier parked on the sea in the distance.

Jennifer is always worried about my safety here.

Lieutenant Sam couldn't help but think of his girlfriend back home:

Hahaha, what's there to worry about?

I'll call her later and let her rest assured that I can wait until I return to Texas to propose to her.

He laughed so heartily that his neck turned red.

However, at this moment

Bang!

There was a sudden sound of metal twisting and deforming on the right wing of the fighter plane.

There was no need to look at the flashing fault message on the instrument panel. Lieutenant Sam tilted his head slightly and could see:

The steel wings made of high-strength alloy actually collapsed and deformed while flying in the air!

Holy shit!

Do those big companies supported by cousins ​​even cut corners when manufacturing fighter jets?!

Lieutenant Sam's face turned pale.

He tried hard to stabilize the flight attitude of the fighter plane, which was already tilting and falling seriously, but he immediately discovered something even more terrifying and strange:

The wings are not just as simple as deformation.

To be precise, it was as if it was bitten by some invisible monster, being torn apart and devoured bit by bit.

And the tentacles of this invisible monster extended further and deeper, causing the abnormal steel distortion to spread inward from the tip of the wing, threatening to swallow up the cockpit as well.

fuxk! fuxk! fuxk!

mother fuck!

Lieutenant Sam let out a burst of expletives.

Even if he couldn't see the stand-in, he could still understand that the fighter jet was about to disintegrate in the air.

The traces of distortion have been spreading towards the fuselage.

If this continues, even the ejection escape system of the cockpit may be damaged!

I might die!

In fact, spending a few extra seconds to change direction may not necessarily lead to death, but this not necessarily is the most frightening thing.

But.

Looking at the chaotic dashboard in front of him, Lieutenant Sam fell into a dilemma:

You can't skydive yet!

I haven't changed the direction of flight yet. If I escape now, it will definitely hit the city!

At this moment, Lieutenant Sam thought about sacrifice.

He could foresee the glory when he was buried under the stars and stripes after his death, and the glory when the news media would praise his fame.

His beloved Jennifer and his loving parents would wipe away tears while reading such a beautiful eulogy for him at the funeral hosted by the community priest:

Sam Mallis was an outstanding soldier and the epitome of the pure orzo spirit.

Inspired by justice, he went to a foreign country to spread freedom and light, and finally sacrificed his young and beautiful life forever to save the innocent citizens in Italy.

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Lieutenant Sam suddenly realized something was wrong:

What does an ordinary citizen who wants to bring profit have to do with me, an American?

One second later.

The cockpit opens and the escape seat rises into the sky.