Chapter 84: Red Beacon
It might be retribution for speeding and disturbing others. Mista has been unlucky since he lost his car in the afternoon.
But now, facing the whistling pistol bullets, he felt a hint of luck:
"Gun. Is the gun his only means of attack?"
"This kind of thing...can't hurt me right now!"
The ability of Mista's Sexy Pistol's Stand is to control the flight trajectory of the bullet. Playing with a pistol in front of him is as ridiculous as waving a sword in front of Guan Gong.
It was undoubtedly wishful thinking for the enemy to think that he could hurt him with an ordinary pistol.
“No.2, No.3!”
Mista didn't even need to give any orders, as the captain's substitute No.1 responded calmly:
"Grab that bullet and kick it back into the enemy's eye!"
“yes!”
The two substitute figures responded and followed No.1 to fly quickly in front of Mista.
The bullet came through the air at such a fast speed that the metal shell rubbed against the air, creating a bright red color.
It whistled and hissed, causing a subtle and piercing scream.
However, this scream suddenly got stuck.
No.1 pushed lightly with its tiny arm, and the aggressive bullet suddenly turned its horns and charged sideways like a bull being toyed with by a matador.
No.2, who had been in position, immediately intercepted his teammate's "pass" and kicked the bullet, which had already twisted its direction, back with a beautiful powerful shot.
No.3, who was ready to fire, stepped lightly on the bullet, and the bullet's trajectory was perfectly corrected to a trajectory directly pointing to the enemy's eye socket.
"What?"
Victor seemed "stunned" by Mista's abilities.
He just stood there stupidly, allowing the bullet, which had turned 180 degrees, to hit his eyes.
However…
At the moment the bullet hit Victor's eyeball...
An arrow suddenly appeared in Victor's eyes, a red, bright, and extremely eye-catching road sign arrow.
This red arrow looks like a two-dimensional plane, but also like a three-dimensional solid.
It adhered tightly to Victor's eye membrane and skin, carrying the bullet that had already touched Victor's body, and suddenly pointed upwards.
whoosh!
The bullet changed its trajectory and shot straight into the sky, brushing past Victor's head.
Finally, it struck the ceiling upwards, cutting a large notch in a thick cable that was a long way from its original attack direction.
The bullets finally stopped firing, but Mista and Victor, who had just fought each other for a short time, both widened their eyes:
"Can you turn a bullet?"
"Can you turn a bullet?"
They exclaimed in unison:
"Is it a substitute of the same type?!"
"Is it a substitute of the same type?!"
The two of them stared at each other, and for a moment the atmosphere was inexplicably harmonious.
But soon...
With his sharp eyes, Victor noticed the six small Stands floating around Mista:
"Six Stands the size of bullets..."
"Could it be that... they were the ones that made the bullet turn just now?"
His pupils shrank, his heart moved, and he pulled the trigger on the spot, shooting another bullet at Mista.
"Come again?"
Before Mista could recover from the shock of knowing that the other party had the same ability as his own Stand, his six little Stands were already busy working for their rookie master.
They spontaneously formed a defensive formation, tightly blocking the space in front of Mista.
Before the second bullet reached Mista, the six little guys kicked it back easily.
Then, what happened before happened again.
The bullet hit Victor's throat, but did not cause him any damage.
Because that weird [red arrow] appeared again.
The moment the bullet touched his body, the arrow suddenly stretched out from Victor's throat where the bullet touched his body.
This time, it pointed straight ahead.
The bullet was like a loyal soldier who had heard the general's order. The moment the arrow pointed to the right direction, it suddenly changed direction, returned along the original route, and bombarded Mista again.
This is slightly different from the abilities of the Sexy Pistols...
Under the control of the Sexy Pistol, the bullet is like a heavy train, which needs a certain "turning track" to change direction.
Under the control of the red arrow, the bullet can make a 180-degree turn on the spot, ignoring inertia, just like a flexible human.
The former barely respected "science", but the latter was enough to make Sir Newton so angry that he would rise from his coffin.
Of course, no matter how they work, their performance results are the same at present:
The arrow bounces back, and the villain kicks back...
The bullet was like a ping-pong ball , bouncing back and forth between Mista and Victor.
Eventually, the bullet ran out of kinetic energy and fell to the ground, leaving both sides unharmed.
However, even though he had not caused any effective damage to Mista, Victor had already revealed a smile of confidence:
"Ha ha ha ha."
"I see. Your Stand ability is to let those six little guys help you manipulate the bullets."
He curled his lips in disdain:
"Tsk... I was worried for a while, but it turns out to be such a useless substitute!"
"you?!"
Mista instinctively got angry at his Stands:
"Your ability is just to use the "arrow" to control the bullet. How is it better than my "sexy pistol"? "
"hehe."
Victor smiled noncommittally and said, "Just wait and see."
"With your weak Stand ability, there is no way you can defeat me!"
As he spoke, he unbuttoned his coat, showing off his muscles, then casually put the pistol back into his waist, clenched his fists and put on an imposing look.
"Do you want to fight?"
"Indeed... With our Stand abilities, there's no point in using guns."
Looking at Victor who was gradually approaching, Mista boldly put down his revolver.
Perhaps it was because of his rookie naivety that he didn't notice the danger at all. Instead, he was full of confidence in the upcoming battle:
"That's your mistake, Victor."
"When it comes to physical combat, I've never been afraid of anyone since I was a child!"
This is not Mista bragging.
He has been strong and tough since he was young. He can easily break rocks with his chest and catch a baseball bat with his head.
With such a good physique, even if he doesn't have any professional fighting skills, there are only a few people who can beat him in close combat.
So, Mista attacked fearlessly:
"ha!"
He let out a loud roar and punched Victor in the face.
But Victor still did not dodge or evade.
He just walked forward slowly, still being hit by Mista's fists.
"ah!!"
A scream echoed in the empty underground garage.
But the one who screamed was not Victor who was attacked, but Mista who launched the attack.
"How, how is it possible..."
Mista covered his aching fist and staggered back a few steps.
And on Victor's body, at the place he had just touched, there was a red arrow sticking out and pointing firmly forward.
"All the force I threw out was bounced back by that arrow!"
Mista's face suddenly turned pale:
"Damn...I made a mistake."
"This guy's stand-in is nothing like me!"
"Of course it's different."
Victor smiled , his smile full of confidence:
"Your Stand ability is just to control [the direction of the bullet]."
"And my Stand ability is to control the direction of all external attacks!"
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PS: Stand-in panel
Alternate name: [Red Beacon]
Victor Axeler
Destructive power: E
Speed: E
Range: E
Sustainability: A
Movement precision: A
Growth: E
Ability: Appearance is a red arrow attached to the body surface.
Just by touching the skin, the direction of the external attack can be changed.
