Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 228: Dreams and Life

In the waiting hall.

The moment Li Qing rose into the air and walked through the wall, Prosit was not shocked.

Because the intelligence said that Li Qing has some ability to move quickly over long distances, and this is why he insists on taking Bessie, a rookie, into battle.

The Beach Boy is a stand-in with great potential, and there is absolutely no chance of the fish caught by it being detached.

So, Prosit believed that Li Qing could not run away.

And the reality did not live up to his confidence in Bessie.

The fishing line quickly straightened as Li Qing fled, from a curve to a straight line, and finally turned into a transparent string as tight as iron.

The string is not broken.

"Successful!"

Bessie showed joy after a brief shock:

"Brother Proshute, my Beach Boy kept that bald guy."

"He is 50 meters away now, and that direction is on the train platform!"

"And"

Bessie felt the strong vibration coming from the fishing line carefully.

Although he couldn't see clearly through two walls, he could vaguely sense the enemy's status through the fishing line:

"Hahaha, that guy seems to have hit the platform ground"

"Judging from the speed and power of this vibration, he should be seriously injured now!"

"Very good."

There was a hint of praise in Prosit's eyes at the right time:

The Beach Boys' fishing hook not only pierces deeply into the target's flesh, but can also remotely sense the enemy's breath according to Bessie's wishes, and flexibly penetrate according to the situation.

Even if it cuts off the hands and feet, it will be useless. The snake-like fishing hook will definitely re-enter the human body as soon as possible.

And

"With Li Qing's current aging body, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to accurately lock the target with his perception ability."

"As long as the positioning light group cannot hit anyone, let alone escape from the station, even if he wants to use his mobility ability to move short distances within the fishing line, it will be difficult."

"Now Li Qing has become a fish that cannot escape!"

Prosit didn't hesitate at all.

He left Bessie alone and turned towards the ticket checking channel leading to the platform:

"Bessie, he can only move within a 50-meter range centered on you."

"As long as you hold the fishing rod firmly and stand firm, Li Qing's space for movement will become very limited."

While walking, Prosciut did not forget to give Bessie serious instructions:

"I'll go to the platform to grab the box. You stay here, don't move around."

"Brother, wait!"

Bessie swallowed:

"Just let me stay in the waiting room alone?"

"Lee Sin's companions are outside, if they come in now"

Prosit's footsteps suddenly stopped.

He turned around, his eyes were not angry or impatient, but as deep as the sea:

"Indeed, Li Qing's companions may come in to support at any time."

"Even if my hero Chengren has set up a 'defense line' covering the entire station, I cannot rule out such risks."

"But so what?"

"I've already told you everything I need to say. Do you want me to repeat the same words again?"

Prosit's voice is resounding, and every word penetrates deeply into the soul:

"It's time to show your consciousness!"

"Bessie, Bessie, Bessie, promise me"

"No matter what happens, even if your hands are chopped off and your feet are chopped off, you can't let go of your fishing rod!"

"Yes"

Bessie's response was still so weak.

But he still clutched the fishing rod tightly, unconsciously.

"I'll leave this to you."

"Wait for me for a minute, if I don't come back with the box after one minute"

The calm voice made slight waves:

"Come on!"

Prosit walked towards the platform without looking back.

Leave only a silhouette

Train station platform.

Li Qing still maintained a superficial calm habitually.

But at this moment, his heart was actually twitching like an electrocuted pig on the slaughter line.

His body had just aged and he was not in a hurry to escape. He even stood there with a confident face and said coquettish words to the enemy. His arrogance was really a bit arrogant.

But this is really not a waste of time.

On the one hand, as a pioneer in detecting the enemy, Li Qing's duty is to obtain as much intelligence on the enemy as possible during the first contact.

On the other hand, Li Qing relies on his displacement skills, so he can always run away even if he is really outmatched.

And now, unexpectedly

The Echo Strike, which had never gone wrong, was actually broken by a small fishhook.

The information was obtained and no one ran away.

"Play big!"

Li Qing's expression was slightly confused.

The sharp fishhook was slowly drilling into his flesh and blood like maggots attached to bones.

The fishing line stretched straight in a slender and strong posture, giving Li Qing a shackles that he could not get rid of.

And what’s even worse, even more suffocating

"My blood volume?!"

Li Qing was shocked to find that only 40% of his health was left.

When he took off from the waiting hall, he still had more than 90% of his health. After flying over two walls and landing on the train platform, he lost more than half of his health!

In other words, the collision on the platform just now cost him most of his life.

This is an incredible thing:

Indeed, with the speed of the echo strike that is faster than that of the high-speed rail, a crash halfway will definitely hurt.

But Li Qing knows his body very well, and he knows that his "armor" attribute should be much higher than that of ordinary people.

This impact would indeed cause him to lose a certain amount of health in normal times, but it should never cause him such a high loss of life unless

"Have I become 'brittle'?"

Li Qing pinched his withered and thin arm with an ugly expression.

The loose flesh and blood can no longer look as hard as cast iron.

With just a little exertion, a shocking bruise will appear on the withered skin.

Even though the wound will disappear instantly under the influence of digitization, this small action that can be completely ignored in normal times has now actually caused a loss of health to Li Qing.

Yes, he is old, too old to bear a beating.

While his strength and speed have dropped significantly due to excessive aging, his defense has also dropped to the point where he is almost the same as, or even worse than, ordinary people.

What’s even more frightening is

Li Qing's proud hearing has deteriorated.

Although he is still stronger than ordinary people, he can still vaguely hear the sound of the train rolling over the rails in the distance, and hear the painful groans of several nearby passers-by after aging, but that's about it.

As the aging of the body continues to increase under the influence of Zhuang Lie Chengren, that magical "sixth sense" gradually disappears.

In the past, Li Qing could perceive space and contours by sound. Compared with normal people, he could not see color except chakra. The effect was almost the same as the Byakugan.

But now, Li Qing has gradually changed from a "blind monk" to a "blind man".

Let alone fighting, if this continues, it will become difficult for him to even walk.

"What to do?"

"With that fishing line that I can't get rid of, I can't leave now."

"I am so weak that I have no ability to resist, but the enemy will soon come from the waiting hall fifty meters away."

"And I was only focused on protecting the box. The phone in my pocket had just been broken and the contact was cut off. I don't know how long it will take for Giorno and the others to arrive for support."

The situation suddenly reversed like an overturned hourglass, and Li Qing was caught off guard and put into a near-death situation.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps coming from the waiting hall.

Proshut is coming.

It’s only a distance of 50 meters, you can run it in a few seconds if you run faster.

Lee Sin doesn’t have much time left.

But he can't do anything now because he has lost his "superpower".

Li Qing could only move slowly and aimlessly in the darkness, carefully groping the terrain, trying hard not to fall off the platform.

This is of course in vain.

Before he could take a few steps, Prosit was already running in front of Li Qing.

Li Qing's faltering appearance caught Proshute's eyes, but he acted in a measured manner, but he did not let down his guard at all because of the enemy's tragic situation.

"Li Qing."

"You are indeed too old to move."

While cautiously approaching with his avatar, Prosit tried to use words to disturb Li Qing’s mind:

"It is impossible for you to defeat me now."

"Look at your broken body and your pitiful life."

Observing Li Qing's old and decayed body and the greatly reduced health bar above his head, Prosit continued to move forward boldly.

The box Li Qing was holding tightly in his hand also attracted his attention at this moment.

"Isn't aging scary?"

"You made us a condition before, and I will make a condition for you now:"

Proshut approaches further.

With his oppressive voice:

"As long as you give me what I want, I might be able to spare your life."

"Give you what you want?"

Li Qing’s voice has become very old:

"Is it this box?"

"If I hand over this box, I can save my life, right?"

For Li Qing, this box is actually not important.

Because he doesn't love money, money means nothing to him.

What's more, this money is still game currency in the "game world".

But this box is more than just money,

It is a key mission prop:

Only by getting this inheritance, which is related to the financial lifeline of the organization, can they truly control the organization, and Giorno can truly become a gangster superstar.

Gangster superstar, that is Giorno's dream.

For this dream, Giorno risked his life without hesitation and embarked on a journey with Li Qing, who met by chance.

And now, my companion’s dream is my own life

The two turned out to be a multiple-choice question.

"Hello"

Seeing that Prosit was about to approach, Li Qing suddenly asked in a confused manner:

"If there was a well filled with lava in front of you, would you jump in to save someone you've known for half an hour?"

"Huh?"

Proshute's approaching figure did not pause.

But he still subconsciously replied: "Of course not."

"I didn't know how to do it."

Li Qing silently put the box back into his pocket and packed it carefully.

He raised his head, his cloudy eyes shining brightly:

"If you want the box, kill me first."

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