It was a fishhook, but it could move through solid cement and floor tiles.

When the fishhook silently emerged from the soles of Li Qing's feet, the solid floor tiles in that place immediately rippled like liquid.

At this time, Li Qing finally heard the faint movement of the soles of his feet.

But it was too late.

The hook dragged the almost transparent fishing line, dancing like a nimble snake and pounced on Li Qing's calf.

Unhindered, the hook pierced through the clothing and pierced the skin.

The sharp hook drilled into Li Qing's calf in an instant, wantonly cutting the tendons and nerves in his body.

Like an alien beetle in a horror movie, it began to walk upstream and constantly after breaking in, tearing Li Qing's flesh and blood while slowly approaching his heart.

Then, Li Qing immediately realized the horror of this fishhook:

"That's how it could be..."

"This level of harm..."

The corners of Li Qing's mouth twitched slightly:

"If it's a little lower, it's not as fast as my health regeneration."

The advantage of digitizing the body is that there is no vital point, and the damage is calculated entirely by numerical values.

If an ordinary person had been cut by a fishhook so penetrating his thigh, he would have stumbled to the ground in pain and disability.

However, for Li Qing, who is turning on the data mode...

Just such a small fish hook slowly drilling in the flesh, the damage is probably not as good as a casual punch in the face.

"Sure enough, there is an enemy."

Although he was slapped in the face as soon as he said cruel words, Li Qing did not show embarrassment and surprise.

The temptation of the boss's inheritance is so great, even if it is extremely risky to distinguish between the real and the fake, there will always be some bold among so many strong people in the whole organization.

He had long expected that there would be an anti-bone boy who was not willing to be lonely to appear this morning.

It's just that he didn't expect the enemy to be so quick and decisive.

What I didn't expect was that the other party's stand-in ability...

It seems that he has been restrained by himself.

"Is it really that simple?"

The situation is very good, but Li Qing is cautious.

He immediately pulled out the fishing line that had been dozens of centimeters into the flesh from the outside, and then tentatively pulled it out.

The power beyond the limits of human beings is poured on the thin fishing line, not to mention dragging such a thin line, even if it is to drag an adult man, he can drag the other party to the back.

And then... Airplanes!

At the moment when Li Qing exerted his strength, the entire fishing line fell into an abnormal tremor.

But the fishing line itself, the hook that had already penetrated into Li Qing's body, had no intention of going backwards at all.

His power seemed to be absorbed by this thin fishing line.

The absorbed power station flutters in the fishing line and is finally released at the top of the hook.

Li Qing's blood bar dropped suddenly.

"This?"

His expression instantly became serious:

"The force exerted on the line will converge on the hook that has already been drilled into the body, and eventually bounce back to myself."

"That is to say..."

"There's no way I'm going to pull this hook out of myself!"

He was now like a fish with a hook pierced through the gills of his lip, and the more he struggled, the faster he died.

With brute force, there is obviously no way to free yourself from the shackles, and once this hook enters the body, there is no solution.

Fortunately, there is always a universal solution to the stand-in ability -

Directly solve the ontology.

Thinking of this, Li Qing immediately gently held the fishing line.

He maximized his senses, listening carefully to the quivering of the line.

Following the faint tremor of the fishing line, Li Qing effortlessly found the other end of the long line, the enemy who had attacked him:

"Is that you?"

Li Qing turned his head and pointed his godless pupils at a man who was hiding more than ten meters away.

That guy is very different:

His neck and head are intertwined, and with the edgy vegetable hairstyle, the outline of the head looks like a thick radish.

It was the first time Li Qing had perceived such a strange outline.

"Hey, Carrot Head!"

He very impolitely opened his mouth and gave people a nickname:

"You're fishing here?"

Li Qing's voice was extremely flat.

Even though the hook had scurried up to his thigh and was inflicting massive damage of less than 1% per second.

"No, that's right, it's me."

Even though he has received the ideological education of Big Brother, Bessie's voice is still very empty.

No way, he's only been in the assassination team for two months, and he hasn't done a few missions after Proschute, so he's still too tender.

"Stop talking nonsense"! ”

Bessie stubbornly put out cruel words, and there was really no sense of deterrence in her pretending to be ruthless:

"Throw the box here!"

"Otherwise, I... I'll kill you! ”

"Kill me?"

Li Qing raised his eyebrows.

He has already seen through the details of the other party, so even his tone has become understated:

"Carrot head, let me give you a piece of advice:"

"This kind of 'kill you' cruel words are like LOL Riazo's dog tags, and it's best to show them after successfully killing the enemy."

"Otherwise, this behavior is likely to hit yourself in the face in turn."

Li Qing was too calm.

This calmness unwittingly provoked a barely suppressed panic in Bessie.

His heart began to beat uncontrollably, his breathing became heavy and shriveled, and even his arms clenched on the rod began to flutter in an undetectable motion.

And all this was heard in Li Qing's extremely keen ears:

"You're not here alone."

He judged with great decisiveness:

"Someone like you who is afraid of battle can't come and venture alone."

"You must have a companion, he should be on the scene, secretly preparing to attack me."

"I'm right, turnips, right?"

Li Qing pressed the other party word by word.

And Bessie's performance is getting worse and worse.

He didn't even dare to look at Li Qing, a blind man, but unconsciously stepped back, while tightly clutching the fishing rod in his hand with that not too firm fighting intent.

Looking at such an opponent with a weak heart, Li Qing's killing intent became shallow:

"Take the hook back."

"To tell you the truth: neither you nor your companions can kill me."

"I can leave here at any time, and my companions are waiting outside the station door right now – we're on the phone, and they already know what's going on here."

"So, Carrot Head, there's no way you're going to win."

Li Qing gave up the idea of fighting monsters and upgrading at the beginning.

He is a principled gamer who craves nothing more than thrilling battles and does not want to abuse weak and incompetent opponents.

Otherwise, as long as he learned the scumbag approach of Jocrat, Li Qing could casually become strong with the lives of countless weak people.

And now, this radish head in front of him is afraid.

There is no murderous aura on him at all, which makes people wonder if this guy has ever killed people or seen blood before.

"I can give you a chance."

Li Qing rarely wants to solve the problem through conversation:

"If you lay down your arms and surrender with your companions, I will not kill you."

"Not only do you not have to fight, but I can also give you a large amount of cash dividends, so that you can become the new cadres of the organization."

Controlling the organization definitely requires cultivating a certain scale of cronies.

Diablo's mysterious guy has a personal guard to drive, and now Li Qing also wants to find an opportunity to help Qiao Runuo, who wants to be the boss in the future, recruit a few more thugs.

Anyway, the other party doesn't look like the kind of scum who kills people like hemp and has no bottom line, instead of fighting, it's better to try to recruit Ana to rebel.

"How?"

"Would you like to cooperate? I can call the shots if I want..."

As he spoke, Li Qing's voice suddenly stopped.

His expression changed.

Because in the short confrontation just now, Li Qing discovered something strange that happened to him:

He's old.

His skin began to dry and wrinkle, and his flesh became limp.

The heart no longer beats strongly, it becomes sluggish, and its strength continues to fail.

Even his proud hearing began to weaken in an irreversible trend.

And Li Qing's system interface also clearly appears an icon representing a negative state - aging.

"It's... Damn it!! ”

His face changed drastically.

An uncontrollable anger crept over the wrinkled face.

But this anger was not because of the changes in Li Qing's own body, but because he suddenly discovered:

All the living people around him, as far as the entire station, all aged rapidly at this moment.

The enemy's stand-in ability is range-based, like Joclatt encountered the day before yesterday.

Moreover, it is not much better than the scum of Chocrat, and the other party also does not have the slightest concern because of the innocent passers-by around him.

At this moment, in Li Qing's ears, which are still far beyond ordinary people after the recession, are filled with bursts of heart-wrenching wails.

Someone was stroking his wrinkled, yellowed skin, screaming, but watching in horror as the skin became withered and withered.

Some people are trying to restore their aging and missing teeth, only to find that the teeth are falling out more and more.

The baby becomes shriveled and shriveled as it ages, and grows into an ugly Progeria monster.

The mother became demented and weak as she aged, and she could only rely on instinct to cling to the deformed freak in her arms.

And Li Qing can hear everything.

He could hear the beating hearts of those people, the slowing flow of their blood, the slow steps of their death, the clusters of flames of life that were gradually extinguishing.

Li Qing took a deep breath:

"It's your world, but you're more like I'm here to play games."

"It's almost being played by people like you to become Los Santo, so it's no wonder Giorno and Bugarati are so desperate for change."

"In that case..."

He closed his eyes, and slowly opened them again:

"Carrot Head, let's fight!"

"Huh?" Bessie was slightly stunned.

Seeing that Li Qing suddenly changed his attitude and did not persuade him to surrender, he was a little disappointed:

"Y-You don't want to work with us anymore?"

"Nope."

Li Qing clenched his fists tightly, and the killing intent surging in his godless eyes:

"The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other!"

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