Chapter 85: Never Surrender
"Control the direction?!"
This concept is difficult to understand, but Mista has experienced it firsthand:
Whether it is a physical bullet or an intangible "force"...
The moment they touched Victor's body, all the attacks changed direction under the guidance of the red arrow.
The bullet could turn 180 degrees and return along its original path, and the invisible force that bombarded forward would bounce back directly onto Mista himself without reservation.
The force is bounced back intact, and combined with the existing reaction force, the two combined mean double the happiness.
Not only did Mista's punch fail to cause any damage to the enemy, but it also made his own arm numb.
“Hiss… it hurts…”
He gritted his teeth in pain and staggered back:
"Are you kidding me..."
"Bullets are useless, fists are useless, all external attacks will be deflected by him... Doesn't that mean this guy is invincible?!"
“No, No, No!”
Victor shook his head modestly:
"There is no such thing as an invincible Stand ability in the world."
"If it's your companion, the one who releases the killer virus, Fugo, or the one who can open the zipper, I'll feel a headache if I meet him."
"But…hahahaha."
He couldn't help laughing:
"God is really blessing me."
"A big fish came to my door, and the Stand's ability happens to be a pure physical attack."
"Physical attacks... they're of no use to me!"
As he spoke, Victor clenched his fists and approached aggressively:
"bring it on!"
"Show me your fists, let's have a good fight!"
"Fuck the devil!"
Mista continued to back away with a pale face.
"You can't win... It's impossible to win!"
"His ability is simply invincible to me. How could I possibly defeat such a monster that can control direction and is immune to attacks?"
Looking at Victor who was approaching him like a cat playing with a mouse, he was so frightened that his mind went blank, just like when he faced the piece of meat.
But the enemy will not show mercy just because he has lost his will to fight.
While Mista was retreating in panic, Victor had already used his jogging speed to quicken his pace, gathering all his strength and delivering a sudden punch.
"Mista, Mista!"
Six substitutes surrounded Mista and shouted anxiously:
"Come on, come on, and fight!"
Their voices were extremely urgent, but Mista was already terrified.
Faced with Victor's full-strength fist, he first screamed in panic, and then subconsciously blocked the fist.
"Yoho."
"You dare to fight back?"
Victor curled his lips in disdain, and an arrow suddenly emerged from his fist that collided with Mista's arm.
"ah!!"
A trickle of scarlet blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of Mista's mouth.
The reaction force, the rebound force, and Victor's fist power, all combined into one and exerted their power at the same time, actually blasting Mista back.
"cut…"
Looking at Mista, who was lying on the ground with a panicked look in his eyes, Victor's expression became more and more disdainful:
"Such a low-level mistake can be made."
"Hey, hey...are you really the Guido Mista whose head is worth a cadre throne?"
"If I kill the wrong person, my feelings will be wasted!"
"I…"
Mista covered his nearly broken arm, and suddenly a strong sense of shame surged in his heart:
"Again...it's like this again...my mind has gone blank again!"
“Damn it!”
He bit his lips so hard that they almost broke and bled.
"You said you would never give in, but your body surrendered so cleanly!"
"Am I... am I really that pathetic..."
"No…"
“That’s not the case!”
A blazing fire ignited in Mista's eyes:
"I, Guido Mista, should not be such a coward!"
"Even the French, who are still ridiculed today, resisted for 42 days before surrendering to the enemy during World War II—"
"If I surrender faster than such a laughing stock, wouldn't I become a bastard worse than pigs and dogs?"
At this moment, Mista finally understood:
He is now facing a life-and-death battle.
There is no use in surrendering, no use in compromising, no use in panicking, no use in being cowardly, the bad guys will not have a change of heart and the enemies will not lay down their butcher knives.
If you give up resistance, the only outcome will be having your body stepped on and laughed at by others.
"Think of a way, think of a way to fight back!"
"Even if the final result is still failure, I will tear a piece of flesh from this guy before I die!"
On the brink of life and death, Mista finally awakened a belief.
He is no longer a naive boy who is only full of passion, but a tough guy with an unyielding will.
He began to learn to overcome his fear, to stay calm, to observe his environment, and to fight back.
final…
When Victor was about to face the danger of death again, a glimmer of light finally flashed in Mista's eyes:
"Sexy Pistol!"
"No.7 stay and defend, everyone else attack!"
He finally stopped relying on the Stand's protection and instruction, and instead took the initiative to command the Stand to launch attacks.
“yes!”
The morale of the six little guys was boosted, and they immediately followed the order and gathered towards the muzzle of the revolver.
Mista suddenly raised his revolver and fired five shots at Victor who was rushing .
Five bullets whizzed out from the flash of fire.
From No.1 to No.6, the five stand-in men each rode on a bullet and whizzed out with it.
They are like brave and skilled knights, allowing the bullets under their reins to change their flight trajectories at will, drawing five beautiful and complex arcs in the air.
"oh?"
Victor stopped and stared at the bullets intently:
"I see…"
"Let the Stand ride directly on the bullets and manipulate them in real time, and attack me with five bullets with unpredictable trajectories at the same time."
"Are you trying to make it harder for me to react so that I don't have time to activate my Stand ability?"
"ridiculous!"
"If I can't handle the continuous barrage of bullets, how can I survive until now!"
Victor laughed disdainfully in his heart, but there was no contempt in his eyes.
He just focused on observing the movement of the bullets and used his Stand's abilities to protect himself:
The first shot hit the temple.
reflection!
The second shot targeted the heart.
Turn around!
The third attack is the pharyngeal artery.
Bounce!
The fourth hair is on the forehead.
Red beacon, shoot it at his eyes!
Almost at the same time, four bullets hit Victor in succession, but their directions were easily controlled by the red arrows that appeared afterwards.
Without exception, they all blasted back at Mista.
Fortunately, the stand-ins were riding on these bullets and fine-tuning their trajectories, so that Mista was not shot into a sieve by the reflection of this round of bullets.
"Four have been dealt with..."
"So, where's the fifth bullet?"
Victor concentrated and carefully observed everything around him.
At this moment, a clear sound of air disturbance was heard behind him.
"Hehe... the fifth bullet even made a big detour in the air. Did it want to hit me from behind where I couldn't see it?"
"it's useless!"
"Since I awakened my abilities, I have developed an 'instinct' to deal with attacks. I can detect it no matter which angle you attack from!"
Victor thought this in his mind, and without dodging or evading, he still pounced on the object .
As soon as it touches his skin, he will use the "invincible" red beacon to deflect it.
However…
When the object behind him actually touched his body, Victor suddenly heard an unpleasant noise:
“Bilibilibilibilibili…”
"This is?!"
Victor's face froze.
Only then did he suddenly realize that what hit his back was not a bullet, but a cable hanging from the ceiling.
The first four bullets were to cover the trace of the fifth bullet.
The purpose of the fifth bullet was not to attack his body from the beginning, but to completely cut the cable that had already been broken in half.
"Victor."
"You said that your Stand ability is to control the direction of the [external attack] you receive, right?"
At this moment, time seemed to freeze.
“Although I dropped out of school after junior high school, I knew that the essence of electricity is the directional flow of electrons.”
"A high-voltage electric field will be formed at the speed of light at the moment you are electrocuted, and the conductive particles in the human body will instantly form an electric current under the action of the electric field force."
"In other words..."
The cables on Victor's back were emitting dazzling blue-white lightning, but the light in Mista's eyes was even brighter than that:
"Electric shock is not considered an external attack, and you can't change the direction of the things in your body!"
