Prosius was dying.

His lower body was twisted into a puddle of flesh, his upper body twisted and stuck in the wheels, blood churning up his throat, and the pain was so intense that he couldn't even speak.

But even so, Proschute's spirit has not faded:

"Bessie, the glory of victory is entrusted to you."

"Kill him, get that box..."

"I would... Always... I'm here to watch over you. ”

With a decisive heart, Prosiut struggled to maintain his ability to become a hero.

For Li Qing, the box is the dream of his companions, but for Proschute, it is not.

He will never give up, and he will never disarm the stand-in ability until the last moment of his life.

And Proschut's persistence soon paid off.

His expectations of Bessie were not disappointed.

The one-minute appointment time had passed, and Bessie, who sensed that something was wrong, quickly rushed over from the waiting hall.

Prosius heard Bessie's hurried footsteps, and the heavy gasps that became distinct and audible as he reached the platform.

"It worked..."

"Bessie didn't hesitate, he arrived here before the other party's rescue."

"Li Qing is too old to move, and he still has injuries on his body, so he can't still have a way to break the game."

Prosiut thought with relief in his heart:

"Come on, Bessie."

"My will, everyone's dreams, are all entrusted to you."

He put all his hopes on Bessie, but Bessie's actions were not as decisive as he expected.

Because Bessie hesitated.

The train had not yet arrived at the station, and the ticket gate had not yet had time to open before it met the heroic Chengren, so there were no passers-by on this platform at all.

There are still a lot of people on platform 2 on the opposite side, but now they are occupied by the arriving train.

There were passengers on the train, but they were all too old to move, and they collapsed in the carriage as soon as they arrived at the station.

And most importantly...

Proschut was now stuck in the wheels below, and his view was just stuck by the towering platform.

If he hadn't deliberately stood on the edge of the platform, the people on the platform wouldn't have been able to see this man who was struggling to hold on in "hell".

All, when Bessie arrived in a hurry, he couldn't see the existence of the others at all, only Li Qing.

And Li Qing stood there alone, holding up the thin body like a dry corpse, with blood dripping from his waist and intestines flowing from his stomach.

Especially the cloudy eyes with cold light, embedded in the dark and deep-set eye sockets, growing on the skinny head, looking very terrifying.

All the blood of the earth was shed from him.

It's like a classic scene in a zombie horror movie.

Bessie was immediately subconsciously taken aback, and then habitually looked for her parents:

"Where's my eldest brother?"

"Where's my big brother Proschut?!"

"It's not good..."

When he heard Bessie crying out for his mother like a lost tadpole, Proschute already had a bad premonition.

But now he was too hurt to speak, and he couldn't get Bessie to notice his presence.

Immediately after, Li Qing spoke.

This sentence almost didn't make Prosiut so angry that he died on the spot:

"You ask your eldest brother?"

"Haha, haven't you found out yet, he has already left you and fled!"

Li Qing said jokingly.

"Escaped, escaped?"

Bessie's eyes widened.

Then, in the next second, an uncontrollable anger suddenly welled up in his dull eyes:

"Nonsense!"

"Big Brother Proschute absolutely, he will never leave me and run away!"

"How dare you insult my eldest brother like this..."

"Bastard, bastard! I'm going to pierce your heart right now! ”

Bessie clutched the rod tightly, and the hook inside Li Qing's body drilled further upwards.

In the blink of an eye, the hook pierced the flabby flesh and tore the deadly heart.

"Of course you can kill me!"

Li Qing let out a loud shout with all his might.

Even though his body was old and decrepit, even though the wound was painful and embarrassing, he still struggled to maintain his apparent composure:

"That's right, you can take my life with the touch of a finger now."

"But so what?"

"I've been on the phone with my companions, and they're coming soon."

"And your big brother Proschute was just badly wounded in battle, and he knows he won't be able to leave alive if he stays a little longer—"

"So, he left you and ran away!"

Li Qing opened his eyes and said nonsense, and his eyelids didn't blink.

"You're a liar!"

Bessie still insisted on not believing that his eldest brother would run away in fear of death.

But his movements still slowed down unconsciously, and even his words had a question mark in his words:

"You are still an old man, and the heroic Chengren of the eldest brother is still playing a role, how can he escape?"

"He must still be around, still fighting somewhere nearby... Definitely, yes. ”

"Huh."

Li Qing sneered disdainfully.

The taunt on his face was flawless, and people would forget that he was just a seriously injured and dying old man now.

"Of course, when you run away, you have to use a stand-in, otherwise what if you are caught up?"

"That guy has been on the run for a while, if I'm not wrong..."

"Proschut will be out of the train station in about ten seconds, and then I will be out of the influence of his double, and the aging of my body will be lifted!"

Just talking nonsense is not enough to win people's trust, the key is that Li Qing also confidently said the time when Proschute "escaped from the station" when he was telling nonsense.

Ten seconds isn't a long time.

When the time comes, whether the aging on Li Qing's body is lifted or not, the result will be very obvious.

Bessie unconsciously caught Li Qing's words:

He began to think unconsciously, did Big Brother Prosius really escape?

Do you want to wait for this short ten seconds to see if the aging on Li Qing's body will be lifted?

If it was really as Li Qing said, the aging was lifted in ten seconds, and the eldest brother really left him and ran away, then...

"Do you still need to persevere?"

Li Qing tried his best to maintain his apparent calm.

With a look of waverness on Bessie's face, he began to say with a hot iron:

"It's easy to kill me, but what about after you kill me?"

"You will only be taken down red-handed by my companions who are about to arrive, and then die a painful death under their wrath!"

"By the way, I forgot to say..."

"Although my friends are good people, that doesn't mean they don't kill people in a cruel way."

Li Qing endured the pain and strategically intimidated in a bone-chilling voice:

"For example, Bugarati, when he gets angry, he likes to dismantle people, and when the time comes, I'm afraid your corpse won't even be able to be put back by the puzzle player."

"For example, if his purple smoke strikes, your body will quickly fester, and finally melt into a slimy and wet mass under the devouring of the virus."

"And Joruno, don't think it's easy to be killed by the Golden Experience-"

"He'll cut off half of your body and turn it into rats, and then let them eat the rest of you alive."

“......”

When this tragic image was described, Bessie shuddered uncontrollably.

The eldest brother is gone, and he gradually becomes fragile without spiritual support.

And Li Qing is well versed in negotiation skills, he first told the other party what the loss will be if he does not cooperate, and then began to throw sugar-coated cannonballs at Bessie:

"Bessie, your name is Bessie—I heard the name from your conversation."

"I can see that you are still very immature, and you should be different from those hopeless villains."

Even though the blood flowed from his waist and abdomen and his face was as pale as paper, Li Qing could still make a declaration of persuasion without changing his face:

"Thou art full of potential, thou art gentle, like unpolluted blank paper, why should thou be obsessed with darkness?"

"There is an old saying in my homeland that those who do God's will will prosper, but those who resist the light to guide them will perish."

"Now my companions and a group of eight people are not far from here, all of them have experienced a hundred battles and are strong."

"Now you are as dim as a firefly wandering in the rotten meadows, how dare you compete with the goddess Luna in the sky, who has infinite energy?"

"I advise you to put down your fishing rod, retract your fishing line, and stand on the side of justice in time, and you will still get the opportunity to be appointed as an organization officer."

"Wouldn't it be nice to give up the rebellion and keep the peace?"

Li Qing's "follow by step" voice has been echoing on the platform.

And Bessie really stopped for a moment, and waited in silence.

Neither the intimidation nor the deception really moved him, and now he was still waiting for those ten seconds to end, waiting for an answer to a key question:

Brother Proschute, did he abandon him and run away?

"I see..."

"Li Qing, it turns out that you didn't give up either."

Where Bessie couldn't see, Proschute, who was stuck in the wheels, felt a wave in his heart:

"I can't speak now, I can't move my body, and it's almost impossible for Bessie to notice my presence."

"And with Bessie's coquettish and weak nature, if I'm 'not there,' he'll lose the courage to fight."

"But that's not enough."

"So, Li Qing, you're betting..."

"You're gambling with your life, betting that I'll die in ten seconds if I'm so badly injured!"

"As soon as I die and the heroic benevolence is lifted, your lies will be confirmed."

"When the time comes, Bessie will believe that I will leave him and run away, and he will give up like a coward when his psychological support collapses."

Prosius understood Li Qing's empty city plan.

It's all gambling, betting on Bessie's psychology on one side and his life on the other.

"In that case, then I'll bet with you!"

"The aging of your body will never be lifted-"

"I'm going to live, live past these ten seconds, and live until the moment Bessie fulfills my last wish for me!"

Proschute's mangled body was stubbornly alive.

On the platform, Li Qing was babbling and flickering, and he was holding on to his last life.

Soon, ten seconds passed.

Prosiut is still alive.

The heroic Chengren is still running silently.

He was the one who won, he survived these ten seconds, and he didn't let Li Qing's empty glove white wolf-like plan succeed.

Prosius thought so, and...

Only to hear a cry of Bessie coming from the platform:

"Aging... Lifted?! ”

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