Chapter 235: Gaqiu
Three minutes ago, at the entrance of the train station.
Li Qing in the station had already started a fierce battle with the enemy, and outside the station, Qiao Runo and the others were trapped in the heroic Chengren and stopped.
If you get a little closer to the body, you will become old, and it will be difficult to move even when you are old, let alone go deep into the station to support.
So they can only passively stop.
And when Giorno and the others stood there without being entangled, they didn't notice:
Not far from the station, unnoticed by them, a swaggering-looking red supercar was slowly driving down the street.
The men behind the two sports cars wore long shirts in jeans, red running shoes, and a pair of red-rimmed glasses at the end of their noses.
Although the style and color scheme of the clothes are also avant-garde, this dress is already a very simple existence among the members of the organization who have always stood on the front line of fashion.
It's not that he's not trendy enough, it's because he's ingenious enough to put all his effort into his hair:
I don't know if it's nature's magic or Tony's miraculous skills...
The lush blue hair was wonderfully rolled up on the top of his head, and from a distance, it looked like a blue devil fruit had grown on his head.
"Gachu."
On the phone he carried, a companion called out the man's name:
"You're at Venice Station, aren't you?"
"Proschut sent a message: the small box containing the boss's inheritance is in Li Qing's hands, and he and Bessie are already working on it at the station."
The news of the boss's inheritance only appeared suddenly in the middle of the night last year, and the appointed time was set for six o'clock in the morning just six hours later.
Time was so tight that the members of the assassination team, scattered across the country and even outside the country, did not have time to assemble.
In order not to miss the opportunity to claim the boss's inheritance, they had to travel from their respective locations to Venice at maximum speed from different directions.
Prosiuter and Bessie were the first to arrive, and they arrived in time not to miss the appointed six o'clock in the morning.
And the second to reach the destination was Galchu:
"That's right, I've arrived."
"I'm right outside Venice train station right now."
He answered his companion on the phone as he parked the car with his hands and feet.
The powerful roar of the engine suddenly disappeared as the sports car was parked, and the corners of Gaqiu's mouth twitched slightly:
He grabbed the sports car halfway through.
His mission was to get to Venice as quickly as possible, and the speed of life sports car was naturally a better choice than an ordinary scooter.
But Gachu only took into account the speed of the sports car, but not the fuel consumption of the sports car.
Every roar from the engine was the wail of a bill burning in the flames.
Thinking of the money spent on refueling the sports car on the way, the grumpy Gaqiu was eager to freeze the damn oil tiger alive into an ice sculpture.
Calm down... Calm down...
Now is not the time to lose your temper.
After making this ticket, this kind of tragedy of "can't afford to drive a sports car" will not be repeated in the future.
The humiliation that the boss inflicted on their assassination team in the past will make up for it on the legacy of this boss.
Gaqiu admonished himself inwardly to get serious, and his companion's answer came from his phone:
"You're already at the station? Very good. ”
"Kaqiu, can you see what's going on at the station right now?"
"I'll see..."
Gachu looked out at the station, which had fallen into dead silence.
His gaze became solemn:
"Not good."
"Li Qing didn't come alone, I saw their companions."
"Giorno, Bugarati, Fogg, Naranga, Misda, Apaki..."
"Damn, why are there two tall men who haven't been recorded in the intelligence?"
"Two people who don't have the information?"
The companion on the other end of the line clearly sensed the danger.
"That's right, two men."
"The muscles are very exaggerated, but I don't know what the strength is."
Gashu carefully recounted what he saw over the phone:
"But don't worry, Prosiut and Bessie should be fine, because the ability to become a hero is now affecting the entire station."
"Li Qing's companions are now blocked out of the door, and they can't get in at all."
This is obviously good news.
As long as the outside support can't get in, Proschut and Bessie will definitely be able to solve Li Qing easily.
After all, from the point of view of intelligence, Li Qing's ability is only hand-to-hand combat in addition to displacement.
The displacement should be able to be stopped by the beach boys, and the hand-to-hand combat will definitely be restrained by the heroic Chengren, in this case, it would be very good for Li Qing to hold on for a minute, how could he win?
"Prositut will definitely succeed in snatching the inheritance."
"That bald man is definitely not going to be a match for him and Bessie."
Gaqiu confidently analyzed:
"Then all we have to do now is wait outside the station."
"As long as Proschut sends back the news of success, we will find a way to get him and Bessie evacuated safely."
"If things go well, we don't even have to fight the enemy to get away with the boss's legacy."
"Hmm!"
"Then you just wait, I'll be there soon."
Hearing such good news, the companion on the other end of the phone was also a little more motivated.
But the world has never thought that this would happen.
In the station, Prosiute had not yet signaled victory as they had hoped, and Giorno and the others, who had been struggling outside the station, had already caused some trouble for them;
"Wait... Not right! ”
Gaqiu described the scene in a serious tone:
"The guys who were blocked outside suddenly separated into several people and left the station from different directions."
"The companions in the station are still fighting, why are they leaving?"
"What the hell are they going to do?"
"Could it be..."
Gachu snapped back to it:
Just now, during the short time when he was blocked outside the station door and "didn't know what to do", Giorno kept a mobile phone in his hand.
"Could it be that the egg roll head has been talking to Li Qing in the station on the phone?"
"If that's the case, it's likely that they already know the secret of heroic success, and know the way to temporarily resist aging!"
"Damn... I know why those guys left in such a hurry. ”
"There was no ice to cool down near the station, so they allocated their men to go out and look for ice!"
Although it is only speculation, this inference perfectly explains why several people in the enemy's ranks suddenly "escaped".
Proschute is almost the soul of the team after the captain, and everyone absolutely believes that he can defeat Li Qing and complete the mission.
However, if the enemy finds the ice and brings it back to the station to support...
Proschut and Bessie, who were still fighting in the station at that moment, would soon face irresistible pressure.
The situation that was originally smooth sailing will be reversed in an instant, and the dreams and ambitions of the assassination team will most likely be ruined.
"Gachu!"
"Stop them, don't let them bring back the ice!"
Hearing this, the voice on the other end of the phone immediately became urgent.
"Understood."
Gaqiu frowned tightly:
"But the enemy is divided in more than one direction, and I am afraid that it will not be enough for me alone."
"It's okay, report the direction the enemy left."
"We're not far from our destination, and we'll be there right away to fight."
The situation is changing faster than anyone could have imagined.
The original battle plan of "gathering stations and waiting for changes" suddenly became obsolete.
In order to create a safe fighting environment for Proschute in the station, at this moment, they must launch an emergency encirclement reinforcement.
Victory will only come if the possibility of the enemy bringing back ice cubes is completely eliminated and all support is blocked.
"Okay, I see."
Gaqiu quickly realized the important mission he was carrying at the moment.
The shocking change in the situation did not make this ruthless killer panic, but aroused the unrevealed battle intent in his eyes: "
"It's a little strange to me..."
"But—"
Gashu's gaze was firmly fixed on the figures who had left the station.
A bitter chill surged like a tsunami:
"I'm never, never, going to let them get ice!"