Chapter 66. Untitled
With just two elements, time and place, the Moody Blues can bring back the past.
And Li Qing happened to have these two exact elements:
At 7:58 this morning, Diablo had punched him through the heart in an alley in the port area of Palermo.
"That is to say..."
"We can just go back there and re-broadcast his likeness!"
After learning about Apache's stand ability, Li Qing's eyes lit up.
"No, the situation is probably not that simple." Bucciarati poured cold water on him: "There is one thing I must tell you."
"Boss, that is, the Diablo you mentioned. When he sent us to hunt you down, he had already mastered the Stand abilities of all our team members."
He paused and glanced at Apache: "Including Apache's Melancholy Blues."
“This is troublesome…”
Li Qing frowned:
"Although that guy is too cowardly to show his true colors, I have to say that cowardice is also a kind of strength."
"The news of your defection could be exposed at any time. He is so cautious that even his subordinates have to be prepared in advance. After hearing the news, he will definitely think of the method we can think of immediately."
"In order to cover his tracks, this lunatic might..."
He already had a very bad feeling in his heart.
Giorno on the side interrupted Li Qing's meaningless contemplation in time:
"Don't think about it for now, let's hurry up and evacuate to a safe area first."
"We made such a big noise in the restaurant before. I guess... considering the size of the Passion Organization, it's probably not just Bucciarati who is looking for us, right?"
"That's right."
Bucciarati nodded seriously at Giorno.
They had only known each other for a few minutes, but somehow, he subconsciously felt that this blond boy named Giorno had a special charm:
"Diablo has issued a wanted notice for Li Qing to all branches of the organization in southern Italy ."
"And the bounty he offered for Li Qing's head was a very important cadre position."
“It’s obvious…”
"It's like hanging a delicious meat bone in a dog pen. The vicious dogs in the pen will definitely rush over at the first opportunity."
Bucciarati used a wonderful metaphor without realizing that he was scolding himself:
"I just took advantage of the distance to gain the upper hand."
"In fact, behind me there is Mr. Polpo who has come personally, there are thugs from the personal guards who have been summoned by the boss, and there are even members of the organization who have come here from nearby cities after hearing the news..."
"If nothing unexpected happens, they will soon be in front of us."
"kindness."
Li Qing nodded: "Then let's retreat."
"But..." He turned his head and glanced at Mista who was still sleeping in the car: "Bucciarati, why did you bring this kid here?"
"This kid is just a rookie. It's too dangerous for him to stay with us."
"Forehead…"
Bucciarati was speechless for a moment.
The circumstances of his conflict with Mista were somewhat complicated, and as the one who was being chivalrous, the story wasn't a very glorious one to tell.
If you think about it carefully, Mista was actually kidnapped after being severely beaten by them.
"It is indeed dangerous for him to be with us."
Bucciarati, who has become a traitor to the organization, suddenly finds that he seems to have accidentally dragged Mista into a dangerous deep-sea vortex.
He was eager to make amends and immediately said:
"Then I'll take him to the doctor now..."
Bang!
There was a sound of something heavy falling to the ground.
Li Qing dragged the unconscious Mista out of the car and threw him under an old willow tree beside the road.
"this…"
Bucciarati instinctively felt that this was inappropriate: "How can you just leave the wounded on the road?"
"It's safer for this kid to lie here."
"You are already a defector. If you let him stay with you for one more second, you are harming him."
"Besides..."
Li Qing turned around and looked at Giorno, Bucciarati, Abbazi, Fugo, and Narancia, and said seriously:
"This car is full, someone has to make room."
“…”
Bucciarati was speechless for a while, but finally had to agree.
"Then stop standing there and let's go!"
Li Qing opened the passenger door and waved to others to hurry and get in.
At this moment, his butt, which had just sat down halfway, suddenly stopped.
"how?"
Giorno was the first to notice something was wrong. He knew that Li Qing was a human radar: "The enemy is here?"
"It is very likely..."
Li Qing slowly got out of the car and said solemnly:
"Eight hundred meters away, there is a large truck heading this way."
"That guy was speeding, driving against the flow, and running a red light. It's obvious that he's not a good person!"
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Eight hundred meters away, a large container truck was speeding on the road.
It completely ignored the existence of traffic regulations. Not only did it drive at a speed of 80 kilometers on a city road with a speed limit of 30 kilometers, but it also kept crashing and weaving in and out of traffic unscrupulously.
"Hurry up, drive faster!"
A slightly impatient young voice sounded in the carriage:
"It's all because of you preparing this damn 'chariot' that we arrived in Naples so late!"
"Dear Fernando..."
"This is the task assigned to you by your great, mysterious boss."
"As a member of the boss's personal guard, shouldn't you work harder?"
"Shut up!!"
The other voice was hoarse, painful, angry, and a little old.
The man named Fernando roared at the top of his lungs:
"If you think it's too slow, then just get away from me!"
"Orlanto, you disgusting devil...why...why do you keep pestering me!"
“Ahhhh…”
"Why are you so heartless?"
"I'm a demon, and you're a murderer. Isn't this a perfect match?"
Orlanto joked in his obviously younger and more powerful voice:
"rest assured…"
"As long as you help me and create opportunities for me to realize my ambitions... I will definitely let you go."
"As for whether this day will come, it depends on your performance in the future—"
"Hurry, drive faster, I can't wait to see 'Li Qing'."
There was a little more fanaticism in his voice:
"This Li Qing made the boss issue a wanted notice so contrary to his usual practice. He must be extremely important to the boss."
"As long as we keep him in our hands, the boss might..."
"so…"
"Open it for me again! Faster! Ah!"
"Shut up, you bastard!"
Fernando held the steering wheel tightly, his face gloomy:
"There are several cars ahead, the road is blocked... We can't go any faster!"
"Besides... I'm a well-educated, cultured, polite and professional teacher. I've never driven so fast in my life!"
"Teacher? Hahahaha..."
"You old man, you still remember that you used to be a teacher!"
Another voice laughed so hard that it was almost distorted:
"Wake up!"
"You are a complete perverted murderer, a scum who has only avoided being shot by the police by working as a dog for the mafia..."
"Since you are a scumbag, then be a scumbag to the end!"
"The roads are blocked?"
Orlanto ordered in a strong tone:
"You're driving a big truck, are you afraid you can't crash it?"
