Chapter 228 Dreams and Life

In the waiting hall.

At the moment when Li Qing flew into the air and passed through the wall, Proshutter was not shocked.

Because the intelligence said that Li Qing had some ability to move quickly over long distances, and this was exactly why he insisted on bringing the rookie Bessie into battle.

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

Therefore, Proshute believed that Li Qing could not escape.

And reality did not disappoint his confidence in Bessie.

As Li Qing escaped, the fishing line quickly straightened, from a curve to a straight line, and finally became a transparent string as tight as iron.

The string is not broken.

"Success!"

After a brief shock, Bessie showed joy:

"Brother Prosciutto, my beach boy kept the baldy ."

"He is now 50 meters away, in that direction...at the train platform!"

"and…"

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

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

"Hahaha, that guy seems to have crashed into the platform..."

"Judging from the speed and strength of this vibration, he must have been seriously injured!"

"very good."

There was a touch of praise in Prosciutto's eyes at the right time:

Not only does the Beach Boys' hook sink deeply into the target's flesh, but it can also sense the enemy's presence remotely according to Bessie's wishes and flexibly move in according to circumstances.

Even if you cut off your hands and feet, it will be useless because the poisonous snake-like hook will definitely drill back into the human body at the first opportunity.

and…

"With Li Qing's now aged body, I'm afraid he can no longer accurately lock onto the target with his perception ability."

"As long as the locating light ball doesn't hit anyone, it will be difficult for him to escape from the station, even if he wants to use his mobility to move a short distance within the fishing line."

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

Prosciutto did not hesitate.

He left Bessie and turned toward the ticket gate leading to the platform:

"Bessie, he can only move within a 50-meter range around you now."

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

While walking, Prosciutto did not forget to seriously instruct Bessie:

"I'm going to the platform to grab the box. You stay here and don't move."

"Brother, wait!"

Bessie swallowed:

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

"Li Qing's companions are outside. If they come in now..."

Prosciutto's steps suddenly stopped.

He turned around, his eyes not filled with anger or impatience, but with a depth like the ocean:

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

"Even though my heroic sacrifice has set up a 'line of defense' covering the entire station, I cannot rule out such a risk."

"But, so what?"

"I have already told you everything I should say. Do you want me to repeat the same thing again?"

Proshout's voice was powerful, and every word pierced deeply into the soul:

"It's time to show your awareness!"

"Bessie, Bessie, Bessie, promise me—"

“No matter what happens, even if your hands are chopped off or your feet are cut off, you must not let go of your fishing rod!”

"yes…"

Bessie's response was still so weak.

But he still unconsciously held the fishing rod tightly.

"I'll leave this to you."

"Give me a minute. If I don't come back with the box in a minute..."

The calm voice was slightly disturbed:

“Come here!”

Prosciutto walked towards the platform without looking back.

Only a back view is left .

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Train platform.

Li Qing still habitually maintained his superficial calmness.

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

Even though his body had aged, he was not in a hurry to escape. He even stood there confidently and talked nonsense to the enemy. His attitude was quite arrogant.

But this is really not his way of being extravagant.

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

On the other hand, Li Qing relies on his displacement skills, so he can run away at any time even if he really can't win.

And now, unexpectedly...

The echo attack that had never gone wrong was actually broken by a small fish hook.

The information was obtained and the person did not escape.

“It’s a big deal!”

Li Qing's expression was slightly disturbed.

The sharp fishhook was slowly drilling into his flesh like a maggot.

The fishing line was stretched straight in a slender and firm posture, which put Li Qing in a shackle that he could not get rid of at all.

What's even worse, even more suffocating is...

"My health?!"

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 left. But after flying over two walls and landing on the train platform, he had lost more than half of his health!

In other words, he lost half his life from the collision on the platform just now.

This is an incredible thing:

Indeed, with the echo strike state, which is faster than the speed of a high-speed train, it would definitely be very painful if it crashed halfway.

But Li Qing knows his body very well, and he knows that his "armor" attribute should be far superior to that of ordinary people.

Under normal circumstances, this collision would indeed cause him to lose some health, but it should never cause such a high loss of life, unless...

"Am I becoming 'brittle '?"

Li Qing pinched his withered and skinny arm with an unpleasant look on his face.

The loose flesh and blood no longer has the hardness of steel or iron that it once had.

With just a little effort, a shocking bruise would appear on the dry and yellow skin.

Even though the wound would disappear instantly due to the effect of data, this small action that could be completely ignored under normal circumstances now actually caused Li Qing to lose health.

Yes, he was old, too old to take a beating.

While his strength and speed had declined significantly due to excessive aging, his defense had also dropped to a level that was almost the same as that of an ordinary person, or even inferior to it.

What’s even scarier is…

Li Qing's hearing, which he was so proud of, has declined.

Although it was still stronger than that of ordinary people, he could vaguely hear the sound of a train rolling over the rails in the distance, and the painful groans of several passers-by nearby due to aging, but that was all.

As the body aged further under the influence of the heroic death, that miraculous "sixth sense" gradually disappeared.

Previously, Li Qing could sense space and outlines through sound. Compared with normal people, he could only not see colors - except for not being able to see chakra, the effect was actually similar to the Byakugan.

But now, Li Qing has gradually changed from "Blind Monk" to "Blind Man".

Not to mention fighting, if he continues like this, it will become difficult for him to even walk.

"what to do?"

"With that inescapable fishing line, there is no way I can leave now."

"I am so weak that I have no power to resist, but the enemy will soon come from the waiting room 50 meters away."

"I was only concerned with protecting the box, and the phone in my pocket was broken just now... The connection was cut off, and I don't know how long it will take 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 life-or-death situation.

At this moment, hurried footsteps were heard from the waiting hall.

Prosciutto is coming.

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

There is not much time left for Li Qing.

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

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

This is of course futile.

Before he could take a few steps, Proshutter had already run to Li Qing.

Li Qing's staggering appearance happened to be reflected in Proshutter's eyes, but he was a man of discretion and did not relax his vigilance at all because of the enemy's miserable condition.

"Li Qing."

"You are really old."

“No matter how hard a stone is, it will weather after thousands of years. Even someone as strong as you cannot resist the erosion of time.”

Proshute approached cautiously with his stand, trying to disturb Li Qing's mind with words:

"There is no way you can beat me right now."

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

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

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

“It’s scary to be old, isn’t it?”

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

Proshute moved closer.

With his oppressive voice:

"If 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?"

"Hand over this box and I can save my life, right?"

To Li Qing, this box is actually not important.

Because he doesn't love money, money has no meaning to him.

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

But this box is more than just money.

It is a key mission item:

Only by obtaining 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, whom he met by chance.

And now, the dreams of my companions and my own life...

These two have become a multiple-choice question.

"Hello…"

Seeing that Proshute was about to approach, Li Qing suddenly asked without thinking:

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

"Um?"

Prosciutto's approaching figure did not pause.

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

“I didn’t know how to do that.”

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