Times are constantly advancing, but some classics never fade.

Of course, Li Qing would not be like Giorno, an "uninformed ancient man", who was interested just when he saw the thick and bulky TV with unclear picture quality.

However, the classic programs played on the TV still caught his eye.

Thereupon...

After hearing the familiar sound of music that seemed to pass over from childhood memories, Li Qing immediately couldn't control himself.

The weird thought of "wanting to watch TV" naturally came to his mind, and then the thought swelled and amplified in his brain, causing him to remove his armor on his own.

"Data-based mode, lifted!"

In order to watch TV, Li Qing actually took the initiative to remove the data and regain his eyesight.

And what's really scary is that his spirit isn't completely under control.

During this whole process, Li Qing's mood was very heavy, and he even carried a strong sense of guilt:

"Stop!"

"No... Absolutely not! ”

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the eve of his high school entrance examination, the eve of the college entrance examination, and the eve of the final college exam-

Even the mental activity is exactly the same as it was at the beginning:

"Stop, Li Qing!"

"How can you waste time on something so boring at such a critical moment?"

"Go to bed early/read/review/exercise/fight!"

Situations and contexts may vary, but there is always only one outcome of these ideological struggles:

"Just take a look."

......

......

"It's over!"

Apaki and Naranga, who were watching the battle not far away, were like ashes:

"Li Qing has also been recruited!"

In their desperate gaze, Li Qing, the only one who had any hope of defeating his opponent, was also completely sunk under the enemy's stand-in ability.

He was engrossed in standing in front of the old TV and watching Ultraman Tiga, and even had a happy smile on his face that was not moved by external objects.

That's it...

Two watched TV and one read the newspaper, and all the available combat power on Li Qing's side fell under Fernando's control.

Fernando himself doesn't look so good either.

He had just been almost broken by Li Qing on half of his shoulders and back, not to mention the flesh and blood on his body, and the arm that was overused was twisted and deformed in a strange posture.

But even so, Fernando still did not show his defeat.

It was as if he had overdosed on stimulants and felt no pain, his face glowed with an abnormal red, and his scarlet and bloodshot eyes were full of madness.

"It worked... It finally worked..."

"Hahaha..."

"Li Qing has been caught by me!"

"Orlanto, can you set me free now?"

Fernando was talking to himself so madly that it looked like he was talking to the air.

And in this strange conversation where there is no other person at all, Fernando is actually very engaged in chatting:

"What?"

"It's not over yet!"

"You, you still want me to use Li Qing as bait to help you lure the boss out?"

"Orlanto... You lunatic! ”

He gritted his teeth and shouted into the air:

"If you want to die, can't you die yourself? Why do you have to pester me! ”

“.......”

After a heated conversation, Fernando suddenly covered his head in pain:

"Damn! I... I know! ”

"Don't pester me anymore... I'll call the owner right now! ”

At this point, his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

Sweat slid down with his heavy breath, and soon soaked most of his suit and shirt.

Fernando panted and reached for his phone with his only intact hand, trembling to call Diablo.

However, at this moment...

The slight movement of Apaji's attempt to quietly move his body woke him up.

"Oh?"

Fernando's mind suddenly cleared up.

He immediately picked up the knife from the ground and put it on Li Qing's neck:

"I almost forgot that there were still a few 'students' who had not been educated."

"How..."

With his wary gaze, Fernando swept over Apaki as he tried to make a move, Naranga who struggled to get up but trembled, Fogar who sat silently on the ground, and Misda, who had been completely asleep under the old willow tree by the side of the road from the beginning.

"Hehe..."

"Even you, the remnants of the defeated army, are you going to accept the test of this humanity?"

“.......”

Apaji's face was very ugly.

His own stand-in ability has little combat power, and he hasn't come up with any way to crack the enemy's stand-in ability.

Although some are a little ashamed to say, in fact, the moment Li Qing was hit, Apaki already had no hope for this battle.

"Good."

Looking at Apaqui, who was as stiff as a piece of wood, Fernando smiled with satisfaction:

"As long as you don't get in the way, I'll let you go."

"But..."

"They can't."

Fernando first pointed at Li Qing, and then at Giorno and Bugarati:

"They've all walked into my classroom."

"The garbage that wastes time in my 'classroom' should be completely and completely disposed of, and that's exactly what I am saying as a teacher!"

"Hahahaha."

"No, don't!"

Naranga, with his weak body, cried out loudly with difficulty:

"Please... At least... Spare Bugalati. ”

"No way!"

Fernando smirked and ignored Naranga's plea:

"I said, this is my principle as a teacher!"

"No.... Please..."

Tears soaked her eyes, and Naranga's attitude was even more low.

While sacrificing his dignity to intercede for his best friend, he tried his best to adjust his breathing and concentrate on summoning Aerosmith to save his companions.

However, he still failed.

It may be that the virus just now is too ferocious, and Naranga has no strength in his body now.

He could feel that the blood in his body was unusually hot, and the overheated body temperature had seriously affected the working state of his brain, so that no matter how hard he tried, he could not concentrate on summoning a stand-in.

"Enough!"

Fernando still didn't show mercy in the end:

"It's not going to be useful to pretend to be pathetic in front of me..."

"Damn the time-wasting 'students', that's never going to change!"

He said very arrogantly the terrifying declaration that he wanted to tear all the hostages directly, and the blade in his hand was a little closer to Li Qing's neck.

Apaki and the others wanted to stop it but didn't dare to stop it, and of course, they couldn't stop it.

And at this moment ....

"Huh."

A sneer of disdain suddenly came from the tense air.

It was none other than Fuge, who had collapsed to the ground from the beginning and had never made a sound:

"Teacher? Student? ”

"I'm obviously a madman!"

The corners of his mouth grinned into a mocking arc and wantonly humiliated Fernando:

"And say your students are wasting their time..."

"It's because your content is too boring that the students can't concentrate, right?"

"What did you say?!"

Hearing this, Fernando instantly lost his mind.

Foger's words and behavior at this time are very similar to the group of "trash" students who refused to listen carefully to the class and wantonly mocked the teacher:

"I'm bored?"

"That's what you said... That's what you said, right?! ”

"Bastard..."

Fernando's eyes almost burst into flames:

"Trash, you trash student..."

"If you find such a bad reason for not wanting to study, I will never forgive you, teacher!"

"Huh."

Fogg sneered again.

He completely ignored the fiery killing intent on Fernando's body, and continued to provoke without knowing whether he was alive or dead:

"Don't play this kind of imagile game, Fernando."

"Rotten is rotten, boring is boring, no matter how crazy you are, you can't change the fact that your teaching level is inferior!"

"And..."

Fogg pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully:

"I'm not a garbage student."

"I was born in a first-class wealthy family in Naples, and received the top aristocratic education since I was a child, skipping a grade directly to junior high school at the age of eight, completing all the courses of high school by myself at the age of ten, and being admitted to the best university in Italy at the age of thirteen because of my excellent grades."

"How can a third-rate teacher like you who came from a pheasant school be qualified to teach me?"

"Bastard!!"

"Say something like that... You're just looking for death, right? ”

Fernando roared in anger.

"yes!"

"My companions are about to die at the hands of you madman, am I still afraid of death?"

Undaunted, Fogg met Fernando's crazy eyes:

"If you have the ability..."

"You killed me together!"