Chapter 68 Fernando's 'Chariot'
The enemy came too suddenly, and in such a hurry, Li Qing obviously did not take into account the possibility of "black eating black" when making the plan.
Bucciarati also unknowingly made the mistake of judging others by himself and overestimated the professional ethics and personal qualities of his "colleagues".
Just as he described before, Li Qing is now equivalent to a piece of delicious meat bone thrown into the dog pen——
There is only one bone, but there are a bunch of mad dogs.
In this case, it is not surprising that a dog-eat-dog situation will occur.
“Damn it…”
"This guy was planning to snatch Li Qing from me from the beginning. The strategy we formulated is completely useless."
Bucciarati was struggling to cover the bleeding wound, and his already injured body was even worse.
The consequences of the failed backstab have only just begun to emerge.
After knocking down Bucciarati with one shot, Fernando's cloudy eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses suddenly sparkled:
"Ha ha ha ha."
"Oh...I see!"
Fernando turned his head and looked at Giorno, who looked as if he was facing a great enemy:
At the moment the gunshot rang out, Giorno had subconsciously taken off the rope disguise on his body and summoned the Golden Experience to protect himself and Bucciarati.
"You weren't really tied up with ropes just now."
"This is a trap. You are acting for me. You want to lure me into the range of your stand and then launch a sneak attack!"
"I see. Do you also want to rob the thieves?"
“No…no…”
He shook his head and said to himself:
"Li Qing is in your hands, not in mine. What good is there in attacking me for no reason?"
"That means... you are simply attacking members of the organization."
"So, Mr. Bucciarati... have you and your team members betrayed the organization?"
Bucciarati remained silent and did not answer, but the answer was already written on his extremely solemn expression.
Obviously, his betrayal of the organization could no longer be concealed.
"Whatever..."
"It doesn't matter whether you betray the organization or not. Anyway, anyone who stands in my way of taking down Li Qing must die."
Fernando said dangerous words, but he put down the gun in his hand.
"Oh...right."
While reaching into his arms and groping, he said to Li Qing, who was lying a dozen meters away pretending to be unconscious:
"Mr. Li Qing, you can also get up from the ground."
"Since the blond boy wasn't really tied up with , it goes without saying that you were probably just pretending to be unconscious, right?"
“…”
Li Qing felt helpless for a while, but finally he dusted himself off and stood up from the ground.
But after he stood up, he did not approach rashly, because the enemy's stand ability was still completely unknown and he could not act rashly.
According to the original "battle formation":
Bucciarati and Giorno, standing in the front, bear the responsibility of "vanguard". They need to force their opponents to show their stand abilities as much as possible when their sneak attacks fail.
Li Qing, who has the ability of long-range advance, is responsible for watching the battle from a distance, and trying to provide strong support and make the final decision after finding out the enemy's stand capabilities.
So, Li Qing stood cautiously more than ten meters away, carefully turned on the data mode, and then concentrated on observing Fernando's movements in front of him.
"You won't come closer?"
"This distance... is really embarrassing."
Fernando frowned, then turned his gaze to Giorno and Bucciarati who were not far in front of him:
"Whatever. Anyway, there are already two 'students' coming in for 'class'."
"So…"
He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and his slightly aged face showed a serious expression.
"It's time to test your learning attitude, my dear students!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fernando took out something like a remote control from his pocket and pressed it lightly -
This is not a stand-in, it's just an ordinary remote control.
The moment the button was pressed, the large truck behind Fernando that was blocking the road suddenly responded.
Its long cargo container suddenly trembled, and the iron baffle on the side of the container fell down.
"This? Be careful!"
Giorno carefully protected the severely injured Bucciarati, and stared solemnly at the container in front of him that was about to open its side panel:
"This 'Mediterranean' uncle said that he rushed to Naples from another place after receiving the order."
"Why would he drive such a heavy, slow truck when the journey is so long?"
"It's obvious..."
Bucciarati and Giorno quickly reached a consensus: "There must be something dangerous in the car!"
then…
As they watched cautiously, the side panel of the container finally fell down .
The cargo inside is...
"Newspaper?" Buccellati was slightly stunned.
"TV?" Giorno looked confused.
"Poker?" Apache in the distance was also stunned.
"There are also books and speakers?" Fugo and Narancia, who were lying on the ground resting further away, exclaimed in unison.
Yes…
The container that Fernando brought is like a treasure chest:
Newspapers, books, television, computers, mobile phones, chess and cards, radios, game consoles...
All the popular entertainment methods imaginable in this era are available here.
What was even more well prepared was that the moment the container was opened, the televisions, computers and game consoles were all powered on.
Some of the devices inside were even already happily playing programs.
At first glance, outsiders might think that everyone present was on a picnic.
"What are these... for?"
Giorno and Bucciarati looked at each other.
Even with their wisdom, they could not understand the enemy's intention of bringing such a truckload of entertainment supplies from far away.
"Let's try it out first..."
In this strange atmosphere that was hard to understand, Giorno quickly made a decision:
"Golden experience, attack!"
"Wood big wood big wood big wood big!"
Golden Experience swung a golden fist at the ground, and a tough and thick vine suddenly grew out of the solid concrete road surface.
Giorno was cautious and did not move any closer, but instead controlled the vines that had been created to spread forward to test the waters.
"it's useless!"
"From the moment you approached me and my 'chariot', you no longer have the ability to resist me!"
"unless…"
"Your 'learning attitude' can stand up to the next test."
Fernando's eyes narrowed:
"Let the class begin, my good 'student'!"
The mental power in his brain suddenly exploded, and a substitute appeared beside him:
It was a "blackboard", an ordinary-looking small blackboard used in school classes.
It just floated quietly beside Fernando, without any movement or displaying any gorgeous or strange special effects.
"What?"
Giorno didn't sense any danger from the blackboard, nor did he feel any signs of being attacked from himself:
"What is his stand ability..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
And the next second...
To be precise, it was the next second in Giorno's consciousness...
The golden experience is gone.
The vines that were created have stopped growing.
Giorno himself had walked several steps forward without him noticing. He was standing in front of the container, holding the remote control in his hand, watching TV blankly.
Even more bizarre is...
Bucciarati also crawled to the front without knowing when.
He didn't even care about his injuries, he just sat on the ground blankly looking at the newspaper he took out of the container.
"W-what?"
"what happens?"
Giorno couldn't help but feel a fear in his heart, a fear of the unknown and mystery.
At this moment, his consciousness became clearer.
There was a sudden sharp pain in his arm, and the pain became more and more obvious.
"ah!"
Giorno cried out in pain, "W-When?"
"My arm was cut open for such a long time, and I didn't even notice it?!"
"This feeling... is like time has been [cut away]!"
"[Delete] time?"
"What are you talking about, kid..."
“Time is the wealth God has given to everyone. It will not disappear out of thin air.”
Fernando's cold and angry voice came from behind.
He slowly retracted the dagger, which still had blood from Giorno's arm on it:
"You wasted all this precious time by yourself!!"
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PS: Stand-in panel
Alternate name: [Time flies]
Fernando Melis
Destructive power: E
Speed: E
Range: E
Sustainability: A
Movement precision: E
Growth: E
Ability: Appears to be a small blackboard that can float behind Fernando.
After appearing, an invisible "field" will be generated within a range of ten meters around Fernando, causing humans within the field to uncontrollably waste time on the things they like.
Enemies who enter the trance state cannot feel the passage of time, and cannot fully regain consciousness even if they are injured.
