Inside the waiting hall.

At the moment when Li Qing took off into the air and walked through the wall, Prosiut was not shocked.

Because the intelligence said that Li Qing has some kind of ability to move quickly over long distances, and this is why he insists on taking Bessie, a rookie, into battle.

The Beach Boy is a stand-in with great potential, and there is absolutely no chance that the fish he catches will get off the hook.

Therefore, Proschute believed that Li Qing would not be able to escape.

And reality did not disappoint his confidence in Bessie.

The fishing line quickly straightened as Li Qing fled, from curve to straight line, and finally turned into a transparent string as tight as iron.

This string is not broken.

"It's done, it's done!"

Bessie was delighted after a brief shock:

"Brother Proschute, my beach boy kept that bald man."

"He's 50 meters away right now, in that direction... It's on the train platform! ”

"And..."

Bessie felt the strong vibrations coming from the fishing line.

Although he couldn't see it clearly through the two walls, he could vaguely perceive the enemy's status through the fishing line:

"Hahaha, that guy seems to have hit the platform floor..."

"Judging from the speed and power of this vibration, he should have been injured a lot!"

"Good."

Proschute's gaze was duly filled with praise:

The Beach Boy's hook is not only deeply embedded in the target's flesh, but also can remotely sense the enemy's aura according to Bessie's will, and can improvise and flexibly drill in.

Even if it is useless to cut off hands and feet, that snake-like hook will definitely re-enter the human body at the first time.

And...

"With Li Qing's body aging now, I'm afraid there is no way to accurately lock the target with his perception ability."

"As long as that positioning light group can't hit someone, let alone escape from the station, it will be difficult for him to use his mobility ability to move short distances within the fishing line."

"Now Li Qing has become a fish that can't escape!"

Prosiut did not hesitate.

He left Bessie straight behind and turned towards the ticket gate that led to the platform:

"Bessie, he can only move within 50 meters of you now."

"As long as you hold the fishing rod tightly and stand firm, Li Qing's space for movement will become very limited."

During the walk, Prosiut did not forget to seriously instruct Bessie:

"I'll go to the platform and grab that box, you're right here, don't move."

"Big brother, wait!"

Bessie swallowed:

"Just, just let me stay in this waiting hall alone?"

"Li Qing's companions are outside, if they come in now..."

Proschute's footsteps faltered.

He turned, and there was not anger or impatience in his eyes, but a depth like the sea:

"Indeed, Li Qing's companions may come in to support at any time."

"Even if my heroic deeds have set up a 'defensive line' that will envelop the entire station, I can't rule out such a risk."

"But so what?"

"I've already told you everything I need to say, do you want me to repeat the same thing?"

Proschute's voice was resounding, and every word was deeply rooted in the soul:

"It's time to come to your senses!"

"Bessie, Bessie Bessie, promise me-"

"Wait, no matter what happens, even if your hands are chopped off and your feet are cut off, you can't let go of your fishing rod!"

"Yes..."

Bessie's response was still so weak.

But he still unconsciously clutched the rod tightly, tightly.

"I'll leave it to you."

"Wait for me for a minute, if I don't come back with the box after a minute..."

The calm voice rippled slightly:

"Here you go!"

Prosius walked towards the platform without looking back.

Only one back is left.

............................................

Train platform.

Li Qing still habitually maintained his apparent calmness.

But at this moment, his heart was actually twitching like an electrocuted pig on the slaughter line.

He was in no hurry to run away when his body was getting older, and he even stood there confidently saying harsh words to the enemy, and his arrogance was really a little arrogant.

But it's really not his wave.

On the one hand, as the vanguard of enemy exploration, Li Qing's duty was to obtain as much information as possible about the enemy in the first contact.

On the other hand, Li Qing has displacement skills, and even if he really can't beat him, he can run at any time.

And now, unexpectedly...

The echo that had never gone wrong had been cracked by a small fishhook.

The information was in hand, and the people didn't run away.

"It's a big game!"

Li Qing's expression rippled slightly.

The sharp hook slowly burrowed into his flesh like a maggot attached to the bone.

The fishing line stretched straight in a slender and firm posture, putting a shackle on Li Qing that he couldn't get rid of at all.

And what's even worse, what's even more suffocating...

"My HP?!"

Li Qing was shocked to find that his health value was only forty percent.

He had more than ninety percent of his health when he took off from the waiting hall, and after flying over two walls and landing on the train platform, he lost more than half of his health!

In other words, he was knocked out of most of his life when he was hit on the platform just now.

Here's an incredible thing:

Indeed, with the speed of moving faster than the high-speed train in the echo strike state, the crash in the middle of the road will definitely hurt a lot.

But Li Qing knows his body very well, and he knows that his "armor" attribute should be much higher than that of ordinary people.

This impact would have cost him a cut of his health in normal times, but it should never have cost him such a high amount of life, unless...

"Am I 'brittle'?"

Li Qing pinched his withered and thin arm with an ugly face.

The loose flesh could no longer see the hardness of the steel cast iron before.

Just a little exertion, there will be an additional shocking bruise on the withered yellow skin.

Even if the wound will disappear in an instant under the effect of data, this small action that can be completely ignored in normal times has now really caused a loss of life to Li Qing.

That's right, he's old, too old to stand the beating.

While his strength and speed have been greatly reduced due to excessive aging, his defense has also dropped to the point where it is almost the same as that of ordinary people, or even inferior.

And what's even more terrifying...

Li Qing's proud hearing has declined.

Although it is still stronger than ordinary people, you can still vaguely hear the sound of trains rolling on the tracks in the distance, and hear the painful moans of several passers-by nearby after aging, but that's all.

As the degree of aging of the body continues to increase under the influence of heroic Chengren, the "sixth sense" that is miraculous gradually disappears.

In the past, Li Qing could perceive space and contours by sound, but compared with normal people, he could not see colors - except that he couldn't see chakra, the effect was actually similar to white eyes.

And now, Li Qing has gradually changed from a "blind monk" to a "blind man".

Not to mention fighting, if it continues like this, it will become difficult for him to even walk.

"What should I do?"

"There's that fishing line that I can't get rid of, and I can't leave it right now."

"I'm so weak that I have no power to resist, but the enemy will soon come from the waiting hall fifty meters away."

"And I was just trying to protect the box, and the phone in my pocket just broke... Contact was cut off, and it wasn't known how long it would be before Giorno and the others would arrive for support. ”

The situation suddenly reversed like an overturned hourglass, and Li Qing was suddenly put into a situation of nine deaths.

At this time, there was already a rush of footsteps in the waiting hall.

Prosiut is coming.

It's only a distance of 50 meters, and you can run it in a few seconds faster.

There is not much time left for Li Qing.

But he can't do anything now, because he has lost his "superpowers".

Li Qing could only move slowly and aimlessly in the darkness, carefully groping the terrain, trying not to let himself fall off the platform.

It was, of course, in vain.

Before he could take a few steps, Proschute had already run in front of Li Qing.

Li Qing's faltering appearance was reflected in Proschute's eyes, but he did not relax his vigilance at all because of the enemy's tragic situation.

"Li Qing."

"You're too old to move."

Proschute cautiously approached step by step with a stand-in, and at the same time tried to disturb Li Qing's mind with words:

"There's no way you're going to be better than me now."

"Look at your broken body, and that pitiful life."

Observing Li Qing's old and withered body, as well as the greatly discounted blood bar on his head, Proschute continued to move forward boldly.

And the box that Li Qing was holding tightly in his hand also attracted his attention tightly at this moment.

"Aging feels scary, isn't it?"

"You gave us a condition before, and I'll give you a condition now:"

Prosiut approached further.

With his oppressive voice:

"Just give me what you want, and I might be able to spare your life."

"Giving you what you want?"

Li Qing's voice has become very old:

"Is this the box?"

"Hand over this box and I'll be able to save my life, right?"

For Li Qing, this box is actually not important.

Because he doesn't love money, money doesn't mean anything to him.

What's more, this money is still the game currency in the "game world".

But this box is not just about money.

It is a key quest prop:

Only by getting this inheritance of the financial lifeblood of the organization can they truly control the organization, and Giorno can truly become a gangster superstar.

Gangster superstar, that's Giorno's dream.

For this dream, Qiao Lunuo gambled his life without hesitation, and Li Qing, who met Pingshui, embarked on a journey.

And now, the dreams of companions, their own lives ...

The two turned out to be a multiple-choice question.

"Hey..."

Seeing that Proschute was about to approach, Li Qing suddenly asked thoughtlessly:

"If there was a well of lava in front of you, would you jump into it to save someone you'd known for half an hour?"

"Huh?"

Proschute's approaching form did not pause.

But he still subconsciously replied: "Of course not." ”

"I wouldn't have been."

Li Qing silently put the box back into his pocket and carefully packed it.

He raised his head, his cloudy eyes shining:

"If you want a box, kill me first."

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