Chapter 56: Keep your word
Although he appeared to be confident on the surface, Li Qing actually knew that his current situation was extremely dire:
That damn zipper seemed to be judged by the system as a powerful "control effect", and it actually affected his indestructible digitized body.
What's worse is that unlike the common control skills in the game that only last for a few seconds, this zipper will not disappear on its own.
If he couldn't defeat Bucciarati, his body would never recover.
His body could not recover, so he could only use one crippled hand to fight against the steel chain fingers whose strength and speed were far superior to his. It was extremely difficult for him to defeat Bucciarati.
This is obviously a vicious circle.
Therefore, in this desperate situation, Li Qing's ultimate move to turn the tables was -
Run fast!
He had just finished saying the nice thing "I can defeat you with just one hand" when he turned around and ran away with the swiftness of a mouse encountering a cat.
"This?!" Bucciarati had been concentrating on guarding against the "trump card" that Li Qing might use, but he really didn't expect Li Qing to do this.
Although Li Qing's speed is slower than Steel Chain Fingers, it is much faster than Bucciarati.
The range of the steel chain finger is only two meters, which means that it can only move within two meters around Bucciarati, and its movement speed is obviously limited by the speed of the body.
The two parties were not far from the alley entrance.
However, in just a few breaths, Li Qing took advantage of his sneaky start and escaped from the alley in two steps, disappearing around the corner.
“This direction…”
"Does he want to escape to his companions and seek help from that 'Curly-haired' guy?"
Because he didn't know Giorno's name, Bucciarati gave him a nickname:
"The ability of that 'Curly Hair' Stand is still completely unknown. It is very likely that when he and Lee Sin work together, their combined power will be far greater than the sum of their parts."
"It was precisely because of this concern that I worked with Fugo and Naranja to devise a plan to lure Li Qing here alone."
"It took a lot of effort to separate the battlefield..."
"Then we must never let them meet each other again!"
Bucciarati quickly made up his mind, and with his steel chain fingers he threw a punch: "Ali ali ali ali!"
The blue fist shadow blew to the ground like a gust of wind, adding a long zipper to the earth.
Bucciarati stepped on the zipper and cleverly took advantage of the zipper's rapid opening and closing under low friction to slide quickly along the zipper cable like riding a rail train.
The speed of this sliding sprint is not inferior to that of Li Qing, whose physique has reached the limit of human beings.
He rushed out at full speed and in a flash he was out of the alley on the zipline.
Li Qing's figure, which had just disappeared for one or two seconds, appeared in Bucciarati's sight again - he was less than five meters in front of Bucciarati, and at this moment he was running desperately towards Giorno on the road in the distance.
"What?"
"You can actually keep up with my speed!"
Noticing the sound of breaking air approaching from behind him, Li Qing couldn't help but let out a loud shout with a hint of panic.
He had to stop and turn to face Bucciarati:
“Damn it!”
"There's no other choice... we can only fight hard!"
Li Qing suddenly stood firm, facing the oncoming Bucciarati and the steel chain fingers, and swung his half-disabled left fist with difficulty.
This is clearly a death struggle.
As the saying goes, if you pee against the wind, your pants will get wet. If you challenge a powerful being that is far stronger than you, the only result is that you will be…
“Ali ali ali ali!”
“Ali ali ali ali!”
“…”
Li Qing's crippled and weak left fist was easily deflected, and the steel chain fingers launched a brutal series of blows at his chest.
From the user experience point of view:
The Crimson King's fist is like a highly concentrated vodka. After taking a sip, the spicy feeling rushes straight into your nose, giving you a strong impact in a short period of time.
Although the fist of the steel chain finger has much less lethality, the shadow of the fist is like the fragrant sauce-flavored liquor. After drinking it, the aftertaste is long and lingering, and the drunkenness is endless.
Li Qing still prefers the one-step-through Crimson King.
At least die happily. The feeling of being treated like a punching bag and beaten madly is really terrible.
His body was like a broken boat sailing against the tide, rapidly retreating in the oncoming storm.
But before he could even be knocked flying, the even more intense storm continued to bombard his body.
What’s worse is…
Just like when you sprint forward with a flag, the flag will surely flutter behind you...
Li Qing's right arm, which had seven zippers cut open and stretched like sausages to his ankle, "floated" uncontrollably in the opposite direction because of the terrifying fist force applied to Li Qing's body.
He had no control over his right arm at all.
As Li Qing flew backwards, the arm also floated forward in a very funny posture.
Then…
Bucciarati's confident expression froze in an instant.
Because, at this moment he suddenly discovered:
Li Qing's "sausage hand" that was originally hanging to the ground and unable to move, was actually flying forward and upwards due to the reaction force generated by Li Qing's body being beaten by the steel chain fingers.
It passed over the steel chain fingers and reached a point level with Bucciarati's abdomen.
Li Qing's uncontrolled right fist pointed straight at Bucciarati's abdomen.
Of course, this alone was not enough to frighten Bucciarati. What really made his face change drastically was:
Between the five fingers of that right fist, there was actually a pistol tightly grasped!
And at this moment, the pistol, as Li Qing's right arm flew up, was pointing squarely at Bucciarati's abdomen!
"Ha ha."
"You also made the mistake of being too eager to win... Bucciarati!"
Between life and death, time seems to stand still.
"A world where conversations can't be delayed is really troublesome. My Heavenly Sound Wave still has a one-second CD left."
"so…"
Li Qing's cheek, which was tilted to the side after being beaten, showed a sly smile:
"I can only use the gun."
“Damn it!”
Bucciarati was so smart that he could instantly understand what was going to happen without Li Qing reminding him:
"This guy wasn't running towards the 'Curly Hair' just now. He was simply running out of the alley."
"Because as long as we run out of this alley ..."
"He could use the building at the corner to block my sight, and then quietly install the pistol in his right hand without me noticing!"
"Then…"
He looked at Li Qing with shock and admiration:
"This guy can't swing his right arm, so he just pretends to fight to the death, tempting me to order the steel chain fingers to beat his body wildly!"
"In this way, he not only used the steel chain fingers to provide himself with the power to "raise his arms", but also made me relax my guard because I had the upper hand!"
The situation is just as Bucciarati said.
He thought he was hitting someone, but instead he helped the enemy point the gun at himself.
"Hahaha."
“I have to say, your ability is truly amazing!” Li Qing’s smile became more relaxed: “Although the unzipped arm is as limp as if it were broken and cannot be used, in fact, it is connected in an incomprehensible way.”
"My joints and muscles were all zipped up, so I couldn't swing my arms and punch hard."
"but…"
"The nerves inside the arm are still intact due to the spatial ability attached to your zipper--"
"As long as the nerves are connected, I can still control my fingers!"
As he spoke, Li Qing's right hand, which was on the trigger of the pistol, began to slowly press back:
"Bucciarati, I told you I would beat you with one hand."
"Unfortunately..."
"I have lived for twenty-three years and have never broken my promise!"
