Chapter 105: I'm Sorry
The cockroach was trampled into pulp by Li Qing.
The damage suffered by the stand-in was transmitted back to the body of the body in equal proportions, and Willy, who was still unknown to everything and tried to pounce on Giorno and suck blood, immediately seemed to be pressed on the head with a road roller and punched countless times, and the whole person was "deflated".
He collapsed to the ground, his bones shattered, his skin cracked, and blood overflowing.
Unspeakable pain gripped his body, his fragile will nearly collapsed, and the power he had gained from being transformed into a vampire was wiped out.
Willie was utterly defeated.
And Li Qing used the golden bell jar to break into the past at the first time, so that the seriously injured Willy could no longer get close to the seriously injured Giorno.
"Whew...."Li Qing rubbed his foot against the ground in shock, and his strength was so great that he wanted to grind off the soles of his shoes stained with cockroach body fluids in one go.
Then, with a slightly better face, he gently lifted Giorno up from the ground.
Giorno endured the intense pain of nerve amputation and remodeling, and seized the time to let the golden experience dissect his own body, creating and replacing organs and bones in several key parts.
After saving his life and regaining his mobility, he immediately rushed to the side of his fellow comrades who were also dying, and used emergency measures to help Fuge, who was cut off in the lower half of his body, and Bugarati and others, who suffered a heavy blow and a broken bone.
Although they didn't have time to help them recover from their injuries one by one, the most seriously injured Fogg is now connected to an emergency "meat ball" in the lower half of his body, but this has saved their lives at least temporarily.
"Cheng... It worked? ”
Bugarati woke up from the severe pain, and his consciousness was still a little blurred.
He had just seen his father standing at the gate of heaven smiling and waving to him.
"Yes." Giorno helped Bugarati heal his legs first, and helped him to his feet tremblingly.
"Ahem, ahem." Bugalati spat out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, and smiled with some relief: "To be honest... Even though the fight was until the last minute, it was hard for me to believe that we could win. ”
"yes, ahem... That man was just terrible. ”
Naranga staggered against the wall, looking at Giorno with the same eyes that he had "seen" his dead mother not long ago, with great complexity:
"Hoo, Giorno, why didn't you say it earlier?"
"Call your dad for help, even if it's an organization and a boss, it should be easy to kill, right?"
The atmosphere gradually relaxed, and everyone had the strength to joke.
"Help?" Giorno sighed helplessly: "I have no impression of this father, but judging by my mother's attitude, he should have been dead for a long time. ”
"Are you dead?" the crowd fell silent.
After Willy's fate to defeat a replica, they couldn't imagine that there was anything in the world that could defeat the real Dio.
"That's right."
After a little emotion, Bugarati remembered the culprit of this incident: "What about Willy? ”
"Not dead yet."
Li Qing, who had been squatting in the shadows and fiddling with the seriously injured Willy at will like studying some strange creature, opened his mouth and said:
"Vampires... You can also convert dependents... No matter how much you toss with conventional means, you can't die..."
"Hey, hey... There are even vampires in this world, so there won't be any magic, qigong, warrior monks, and paladins, right? ”
Li Qing, who didn't know much about JoJo, suddenly felt that something was wrong with this worldview.
"I've never heard of this nonsense."
"Still, before today, I didn't believe there was such a thing as a vampire in the world."
Bugarati sighed with some emotion.
He held on to his body, which had not yet had time to be completely healed, and walked step by step towards Willy, who should have died a long time ago but was not.
Bugarati glanced at Willy, and Willy looked back at Bugalati with his panicked, frightened, and painful eyes:
"Bugarati..."
Willy, who was crushed all over his body, and was later manipulated by Li Qing like a frog on the dissecting platform, pleaded so pitifully:
"Rao... Spare me. ”
"I just had a hot brain, I, I don't want to die..."
His throat was hoarse and his eyes were weak, like a rat about to drown in a cage.
Bugarati was silent, looking at the blood that flowed all over the alley.
Some of the blood belonged to him and his companions, while others came from the gangsters who had been devoured.
So, almost without any hesitation, Bugarati said to Li Qing so coldly:
"Throw him into the sun and finish him off."
"This bloodthirsty and evil monster should not be left in the world."
"Okay."
Li Qing did not hesitate.
At first, he fantasized about making a vampire bloodline, and then finding a place in this mysterious world to learn qigong that he didn't know existed or not, and strive to make some fusion skills like Li, unlock the genetic lock and become a one-punch man.
However, after witnessing the huge weakness of "seeing the light and dying", and Willy, who is still in ruin after becoming a vampire, Li Qing has no interest in this legendary blood lineage.
He dragged the vampire they knew from the ground and threw him mercilessly into the unshaded sunlight.
Whew...
There was a slight roasting sound, and then Willy's skin, flesh, and bones began to peel off inch by inch in the blazing sun.
"Ahhhh
Bearing this purgatory-like pain, his pitiful gaze instantly turned into unspeakable resentment: "Damn... Bugarati! You hurt me, you hurt me like this! I obviously have such a powerful power, but you look down on me and despise me, and don't give me a chance to change my fate..."
"It's all your fault!!"
“.......”
Bugalati was silent, without questions and answers.
And in the ashes that melted into flesh and blood, Wei used the last of his strength to curse Bugarati with great resentment.
Bugarati still didn't speak, just quietly watched Willy die.
Finally...
At the moment when his brain was about to be burned by the sun and his consciousness was completely blurred, Willy, with a distorted expression and angry eyes, finally inadvertently saw Bugarati's gaze in silence:
What kind of eyes are that?
Anger, disgust, but clearly, with a sense of pity, a pity, an indescribable tenderness.
Gentle... Why did he look at me like that?
I almost killed them all, Bugalati... But still feel sorry for me?
Why?
And also... This kind of look in his eyes is so familiar.
In the last moments of his life, Willie recalled memories that he had once forgotten:
That's his mother.
His mother had taken good care of him, the only safe haven in his miserable life.
But after Willie threw all the negative emotions that had nowhere to vent to her mother again and again, she finally became completely disappointed in this cowardly and incompetent child in front and irritable in the future.
At the moment when she ruthlessly kicked Willy out of the house, her eyes were as complicated as Bugarati now:
Anger, disgust, but with a kind of tenderness that cannot be let go.
Yes...
It turned out to be my mother...
I, a waste person who only gets angry with those close to me, unconsciously regarded the gentle Bugarati as a mother who could constantly tolerate me?
Damn it...
is obviously a waste who lives by reading the air in front of outsiders, but he wants to leave the worst, most arrogant and most vexatious side to his family...
I've always been such a damn guy.
Under the blazing sun, a crystal tear suddenly slipped from the corner of Willy's eye.
The teardrops slowly slid down her cheeks and glistened in the sun.
Soon, the monster that shed the teardrop had turned into a piece of ash that drifted away in the wind, and only the teardrop slowly fell in the scattered ashes.
Tears fell to the ground, and the ashes dispersed.
Bugarati faintly heard a sentence: "I'm sorry. ”
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