Chapter 59: Flying Catkins
The moment Narancia rushed out of the alley, Giorno knew that something was wrong.
If Li Qing's battle plan succeeded, he should be the first to come out of the alley.
And now…
Narancia rushed out of the alley with a smile on his face, and the "Aerosmith" circling in the sky became even more lively.
"Narancia, is it you who came out?"
Giorno's expression was as solemn as a dark blue sculpture, but Fugo, who was confronting him, laughed heartily:
"Ha ha ha ha…"
"So it seems that the bald guy has fallen into the trap, right?"
"Of course!"
Narancia nodded without hesitation:
"Bucciarati is the best..."
"That guy named Li Qing has completely fallen into Bucciarati's trap."
"He asked me to come and help you. Get rid of this 'bunny head' as soon as possible!"
"Curly hair..."
Giorno's expression became even uglier.
Giving people nicknames casually is a very ungentlemanly behavior.
However, he couldn't pursue this matter now.
Instead of getting angry about his hairstyle, what he needs to consider more now is how to stay alive.
One of the teammates rushed to the alleyway fifty meters away, and seemed to have fallen into an enemy trap;
Giorno was left alone here, not only without Li Qing's help, but also had to face two... no... three enemies at the same time:
As Naranja escaped from the alley...
A tall man with long silver hair and large blood scabs on his body slowly appeared from the corner of the intersection at the other end of the road.
He was still hundreds of meters away from here when he stopped at the intersection.
It was obvious that this guy had been lying in ambush there for a long time in order to cooperate with Narancia and Fugo to completely block the enemy on this road with no other exit.
"Damn... this is really passive."
"In the alley is a powerful enemy fighting Li Qing. In front of him are these two planes and the guy who released the poison. The intersection behind him is guarded by a mysterious enemy."
"All exits are blocked. Escape is absolutely useless."
Giorno's eyes became more serious:
"We must...we must find a breakthrough from one of the two sides!"
"So, where?"
There was no need to consider the alley at all, because Giorno was now fifty meters away from the alley, and there were Narancia and Fugo who were eyeing him covetously in the way.
That was Li Qing's battlefield, and Giorno couldn't go there to meet up with his teammates.
The one over there at the intersection was the second one to be eliminated.
Because Giorno knows nothing about the mysterious silver-haired man, and for a Stand user, the unknown is the most terrifying enemy.
So…
"We have no choice but to face the enemy head-on !"
"Find a way to deal with the two enemies in front of you. At least take down one of them, and try your best to meet up with Li Qing!"
Giorno quickly made up his mind.
But it is easy to make up one's mind, but fighting will not become easy just because one is determined:
"I still haven't figured out the enemy detection mode of that 'toy plane', and the guy that releases purple smoke——"
"His purple smoke must be poisonous, otherwise they wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to trick Li Qing into approaching them."
"What kind of poison is it?"
Giorno was in a state of indecision:
"Corrosive poison, substance poison, enzyme poison, blood poison, or nerve poison?"
"Is it an inorganic toxin, an organic toxin, a fungus, a bacterium, or a virus?"
"Different types of poisons have different lethal effects, and require completely different countermeasures..."
"If you don't know the type of toxin, you will be courting death if you approach rashly!"
He carefully considered the type of abilities his enemy possessed, but Fugo and Narancia didn't give Giorno any chance to breathe.
They soon launched their attack:
"Aerosmith!"
“Purple Haze!”
The "toy plane" flying in the sky swooped down, and he didn't dare to touch the "purple monster" across the street.
Giorno didn't have time to think any more.
He couldn't hit the plane in the sky, and he didn't dare to touch the purple smoke on the ground. Like Li Qing at the same time, the only trick he could use now was -
Run fast!
Giorno used his agile body to roll and hide behind a car. He first used the car body to block Aerosmith's bullets, and then quickly fled into the distance before the purple smoke rushed over.
Because of the urgent need to avoid bullets, he was forced to flee in the opposite direction farther away from Li Qing, which was the direction guarded by the silver-haired man.
Fuge and Narancia immediately started chasing after him.
"Don't let him get too far!"
The two of them reached a tacit consensus:
"Our car is still parked in that direction, and Apache..."
Apache's stand has little combat power.
Bucciarati placed Abbacchio far away in advance, hoping to scare away the enemy with his tough-looking appearance, thus creating an empty city plan.
If Giorno really rushed over, he might just run away.
"Chase!"
Aerosmith and Purple Smoke attacked at the same time.
The tactics they adopted were very simple and very practical:
The "Old Alchemist" who has a strong body and can release poison sticks to the enemy in the front, while the "Plane" who can output explosions from a long range hides behind and uses machine guns to output crazily.
Giorno was alone and immediately fell into a disadvantage.
He was struggling to dodge the bullets fired from the sky, maintaining a distance from Zi Yan behind him with great difficulty. He looked defeated before he had run far.
If he continues like this, he will soon lose his grip and get hurt.
At this critical moment, Giorno's fleeing figure suddenly stopped.
He seemed to have figured out a solution:
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
“…”
The figure of Golden Experience appeared instantly, and he swung out a gorgeous golden fist.
It did not attack people or stand-ins, but the roadside trees planted beside the road - those were very common willow trees.
It was spring, March or April, a perfect time of year when willow trees were sprouting and catkins were floating all over the city.
There were already many willow catkins falling on the road, floating around like a snowfall in spring.
However…
After being hammered back and forth by Golden Experience, the two willow trees that were beaten seemed to have been injected with hormones, and a thick layer of "dandruff" suddenly appeared on their "heads".
Hual ...
The heavy snow looks like a quilt falling from the sky.
According to the Meteorological Bureau, this is a red alert for a snowstorm, and the TV station will have to give it a "once in a thousand years" rating.
Tons of catkins poured out from the willow branches like a tide, then fell and dispersed, covering half the city block.
White fluff accumulated on the ground, covered the car, and diffused in the air in all directions.
The figures of Giorno and Golden Experience also disappeared hazily in the "white mist".
“Cough cough cough…”
Fugo coughed violently, his cheeks flushed red:
"This guy... used willow catkins to cover his own body!"
"Naranja!"
He endured the discomfort of the catkins entering his nose and turned to Narancia and shouted:
"I can't see where that guy is now."
"Quick, use your Aerosmith to find this 'Curly Hair'!"
In addition to being able to shoot bullets and drop bombs, Naranja's Aerosmith also has a radar that can detect carbon dioxide concentrations.
This detection radar is so accurate that it can even lock onto the tiny amounts of carbon dioxide produced by human breathing.
As long as Narancia sees where the carbon dioxide concentration is higher than the surrounding air, he can lock the enemy's position without the help of vision.
"good!"
"I'll go look for it now!"
Narancia agreed to Fugo's request without hesitation and turned on the detection radar on the Aerosmith.
However…
"That... Fugo." He said with some embarrassment: "I can't seem to find him."
"Why?"
Fugo asked impatiently, "There's no interference nearby, why can't you find it?"
"this…"
Hearing this question, Narancia suddenly broke out in sweat on his forehead.
He looked at the willow trees that were still "spurting" catkins, and explained with difficulty using his elementary school education, the lowest level of education in the team:
"I guess it takes energy for willow trees to grow their hair."
"So, I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but while that guy was using his ability to stimulate the growth of large quantities of catkins, he also accelerated the... light... no... light and dark... combination of these willow trees?"
“Photosynthesis?”
Fugo, a gifted teenager who was admitted to university at the age of 13, helped to pronounce this simple term.
“Yes, that’s right!”
"The surrounding carbon dioxide was quickly absorbed by those trees, and the concentration was in chaos..."
Narancia breathed a sigh of relief:
"Anyway, I can't find him!"
