The situation can be reversed at any time in the stand-in battle.

The closer you get to victory, the more you can't take it lightly.

This is the experience that Prosiut has accumulated after a long battle.

Therefore, although he was hungry for the box, he did not rush directly to plunder in a hurry, but approached cautiously step by step.

In the short time of a few seconds, Proschut had been observing.

Observe Li Qing's will, as well as his body.

And Li Qing's spirit is extremely full, and his will is so hard that he doesn't look like an old man with half a body in the ground.

However, compared with his exuberant fighting spirit, his body is not so powerful:

The age-spotted skin had begun to turn yellow to gray, and the shriveled and contracted muscles clung to the bones like burnt chicken legs.

Especially the intermittent and weak breathing, the difficulty of panting, is not something that can be performed by acting.

Proshutt finally determined that Li Qing was really old.

He's so old that he can barely walk, his ears have degraded to the point where he has lost his abilities, and I'm afraid he won't have any more cards.

"Heroic and benevolent!"

Proschute finally stepped closer.

Heroic Chengren, the evil stand-in with eyes all over his body, raised his fist high at Li Qing at this moment.

The punch was slow, and the punch was visible to the naked eye.

But this punch is condensed with the power of long-distance secrecy, and under the blessing of this mighty power, the fist is as slow as a mountain that is slowly pressing.

Especially for Li Qing, who is now old and frail.

He didn't have the power to fight back.

Li Qing was hit directly in the chest and abdomen by this punch, and his stiff back suddenly arched high under the impact.

The aging body trembled uncontrollably like a tractor, and the fragile bones tugged at the dry skin, as if it was about to fall apart at any moment.

And Li Qing, who only had more than forty percent of his health left, was also hit by this punch and only 21% left.

Now he is too vulnerable.

But...

"Didn't you fall to the ground?"

Proschute raised his eyebrows:

He originally thought that Li Qing would collapse under this punch and go low, but the other party's performance was far more tenacious than he imagined.

Even though he had aged like a dried mummy, Li Qing still insisted on not falling.

He tried his best to protect the box in his pocket, holding on to his stumbling body, withstanding the tidal impact of the punch.

Then, Li Qing struggled to stand firm.

He gathered all his strength together, and slammed his head into Proschute with all his strength.

It's not a hidden hole card, and there's no trick.

It's just a matter of will.

"I see..."

Proschute understood Li Qing's momentum of preferring jade to be broken rather than complete.

He knew that the edge of the platform was not far behind him, and he could clearly hear the whistling of the train on the track.

"You're trying to hit me and fall into the rails with me, aren't you?"

"In this case, they are still trying to fight back, and they want to use the train that enters the station to die with me..."

"What a good awakening, Li Qing!"

Prosiut's gaze was filled with respect.

For a man who has enlightenment, even if it is an enemy, he will always remain in awe:

"Sure enough, the person who can defeat the boss will definitely not be so simple."

"Your will is strong enough."

"It's just a pity... It's a little bit of strength left. ”

Proschute's emotional voice echoed across the platform, but it was quickly drowned out by the growing sound of the train whistling.

And Li Qing did bump into.

But the speed is so slow, it's like someone is watching a video at 0.5 times.

Being old is being old, and even if you try your best to fight for your life, it is impossible to meet a young man with strong skills.

Li Qing's decisive charge was not terrible, but pitiful and pathetic, like Don Quixote rushing towards the windmill.

"Heroic and benevolent!"

Another punch that couldn't be dodged.

Li Qing's body suddenly froze.

HP drops to 1%, and the last stubborn red is left in the long box.

And Li Qing still stood hard, standing in front of the powerful fist, standing in front of Proshut, who seemed to be within reach.

"It's all over."

Proschute sighed softly.

Even if he didn't do it now, the fishhook in Li Qing's body that had already burrowed into his waist and abdomen would soon kill his pitiful life.

The battle is finally over:

"Die!"

"I'm not going to keep my hand—"

"This is the greatest respect I have for you."

Proschute's eyes froze.

Heroic Chengren condensed into a punch with the greatest strength and blasted towards Li Qing's chest and abdomen with all his might.

This punch...

It was blood.

The blood bar on the top of Li Qing's head disappeared in an instant, and the last 1% turned into a phantom.

And the withered yellow skin between his chest and abdomen was suddenly torn by the heavy punch.

The fist of the Mighty Chengren was not strong enough to penetrate the human body, but Li Qing's flesh and blood were now seriously aged, and his skin was as fragile and brittle as paper.

Therefore, under this full punch, his abdomen was blasted open with a fist-shaped gap.

The light in Li Qing's eyes dimmed.

He fell limply to the ground, dripping with blood.

Breathing stopped instantly, the body stopped shaking, and life came to an end.

"Let's go."

Proschute silently glanced at Li Qing's body:

The body of "King Kong is not bad" has turned back into a body that will be injured and bleeding, and the last trace of blood on the top of the head has disappeared.

Obviously, Li Qing's life had been buried in that last punch.

The one who won was him, and he would assassinate everyone in the group to fulfill their ambitions.

The scorn and insults that the organization and the boss had inflicted on them over the years were finally unloaded in a glorious way at this moment—

From this day forward, they will also become human beings.

Proschute's heart rippled unrestrainedly.

Of course, he didn't waste time either, but immediately regained his consciousness after a short sigh.

"The boss's inheritance will be inherited by our assassination team!"

Prosiut quickly leaned down and groped over Li Qing's corpse to get the loot he deserved.

And Li Qing really died a heroic death.

Even though he was emptied of the blood groove and died violently on the ground, he still clutched the box in his pocket tightly before he died.

Proschute hurriedly went to break Li Qing's hand, and his hand still had a temperature that had not been cold after death.

Soon, the hand was broken.

However...

Li Qing's pupils suddenly moved.

His old and feeble hands lifted up in an instant, clinging to Proschut's close body.

"What?"

Proschute's breath stagnated.

His hairs stood on end, and his heart, which had just been beating faster because of the victory, twitched violently:

"You're still alive?!"

At this moment, time seems to stand still.

And the corners of Li Qing's bloodstained mouth quietly grinned:

"You're right, my body is too weak now."

"How can such a weak body be your enemy, how can it push you off the platform?"

"There's no way I'm going to get close to you, so..."

"I'll have to ask you to come by yourself."

Between the words, the hands on Proschute's body had already begun to exert their strength suddenly:

"No matter how much you control it, people will let their guard down after victory."

"It's human nature, and no one can avoid it."

"The same goes for you."

Li Qing pushed forward with all his might.

Although he was old and frail, his strength was limited, but under this sudden surprise, Prosiuter still irretrievably lost his body's center of gravity.

His body began to fall backwards, to the rails under the platform behind him.

It's too late to stop.

For Prosiut's eyes were now only horrified:

"Why?"

"I've emptied your life, why are you still alive?!"

Li Qing tried his best to drag the stump to help Proshut's fall.

Seeing that the other party's tendency to fall off the platform was irreversible, he gave the answer with a difficult smile:

"I actually have 'two bodies.'"

"I will only die if one of them is indeed dead without mistake."

"Just now you thought that you had emptied my blood gauge with your own hands, but that was actually my own disability!"

"The last punch hit me just in my flesh."

Li Qing has long discovered a very convenient feature in himself:

When he enters the data from the physical body, the digital body will automatically consume health to repair the injuries on his physical body.

When he returns to the physical body after the digitization is lifted, he will have an injury-free body-

No matter what the amount of blood is, after the digitization is lifted, his physical body is intact.

This also means that Li Qing actually has "two lives".

When the life of Digitization is about to run out, he can completely quit Digitization and use his second life to continue fighting.

Of course, for the current Li Qing, this body is his last life now.

Because the HP of the data mode has been consumed to only 1%.

And his body is still suffering from this disembowelment.

If the data mode is reactivated, he will immediately die on the spot due to the depletion of health to repair his injuries.

All in all, the current Li Qing is a mortal who can't use the "stand-in ability".

But that's okay anymore.

"I've won!"

"I used my last life to fool your eyes."

Li Qing tried his best to push forward.

Proschute's body fell backwards uncontrollably.

The train roared into the platform.

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