It's finally here.

Li Qing's dead heart trembled slightly.

He may have lost, but they didn't.

He endured the pain and dripped blood until now, and God did not live up to his consciousness after all.

"Whew..."

Li Qing let out a long sigh of relief.

The long-suppressed pain poured out like a flood, and his battered body finally fell to the ground unsupportively.

He sat down on the ground with weakness and relief, and fell in a pool of blood:

"Thank you, Mr. Jotaro."

"It's almost me..."

Li Qing, who lived for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, subconsciously looked at Jotaro, but the grateful words choked in his mouth halfway through:

Because the Mr. Jotaro he saw was a 70-year-old version.

Jotaro didn't prepare any ice cubes at all, and he didn't have a companion with him, so he walked in alone with the effect of a stand-in for the heroic Chengren.

His hair, which was tied to his hat, had been dyed silver with time, and his resolute face was covered with deep furrows.

Although the figure was still as tall and burly as a little giant, the full muscles that were originally cast of steel and iron inevitably shrank a little.

It's not Jotaro who came at all, but Jotaro.

"Big brother, no, uncle..."

Li Qing's expression froze, and he blurted out a question full of resentment:

"Didn't you come with ice?!"

"Nope."

Jotaro paced slowly.

The tone was as calm as if I had forgotten to bring an umbrella when I went out.

"Nothing, no?"

Li Qing choked on this sentence and almost didn't hold his breath:

He had been talking to himself as if he were talking stand-up comedy when analyzing the enemy's abilities, in order to get all the key information to the ears of his companion on the other end of the phone.

Now that you know the intelligence, you should know that you need to prepare ice cubes to cool down in order to maintain combat effectiveness in the face of the aging of the enemy.

So, how can you come over without bringing ice?!

Isn't this here to give away heads!

Although Jotaro's invincible reputation is known to the world, Li Qing has also seen with his own eyes the strength of the ability to stop from time to time from that phantom Dio...

But Dio's family is an old immortal vampire, can you compare Jotaro?

And when people stop for 5 seconds, yours only stops for 2 seconds.

That invincible monster doesn't know what guy killed, why are you Jotaro so profligate?!

It's funny...

In the case that Jotaro and Polunarev took the initiative to avoid mentioning it, Li Qing and the others still don't know what story this Jotaro and Gioruno's father had.

Therefore, after Li Qing knew about the existence of Jotaro, he had been quietly treating him as a weakened version of Dio in his heart:

It's still strong, but it's just a person after all.

Human beings have limits, and they can't resist aging.

No matter how strong the stand-in ability is, it's useless, how can you fight when you're too old to move?

Jotaro's rapid support was certainly impressive, but such a reckless move would not only fail to achieve the purpose of the rescue, but would instead increase unnecessary casualties.

Li Qing thought so in his heart, and then...

I saw that Jotaro continued to approach steadily unmoved, and soon his old and still tall and powerful figure was laid in front of Bessie.

He gently straightened the slightly sloping brim of his hat, and the momentum revealed between his movements suddenly made his strength feel inexplicably reassured:

"Ice cubes aren't that easy to come by, and a few of your companions haven't come back from looking for them."

"I saw that the situation was urgent, so I tried to enter the station by myself - and the result was acceptable."

"Although the body has aged a lot, there should be no problem fighting."

As he spoke, Jotaro tried to clench his fists.

The muscles that seemed to have contracted and degraded suddenly exploded in this grip, stretching Jotaro's coat out of a tight shape.

"Dead old man..."

"Don't get in the way!"

Li Qing had already faintly sensed something, but Bessie was not intimidated by the vitality displayed by Jotaro.

Now Bessie only wants revenge, and only wants Li Qing to pay for what he did:

"Give me all the death!"

Bessie jerked up the rod in his hand.

He had lost his fighting spirit because he had been fooled by Li Qing before, and he was so frightened that he softened his bones, so he took the hook back at the last moment when he was about to kill Li Qing.

Such a mistake, such a shame, he will never make it again.

So, under Bessie's angry wave, the hook that had almost pierced Li Qing's heart before danced in the air again.

The hook pulled the fishing line, twisting like a swift poisonous snake and pounced on Li Qing.

It's fast, and the line and hook are almost transparent.

It only took less than a second to get around the muscular old man who was in the way, and take Li Qing's already broken life as quickly as possible.

However...

"Platinum Star!"

Jotaro raised his head, and his slightly cloudy pupils flashed sharply.

A muscular humanoid warrior suddenly appeared in front of him, and in that split second, he threw a punch at the flying hook.

Platinum Star's punch wasn't as strong as his muscular appearance.

Because Li Qing had already provided information to his companions that the fishing line would rebound power, Jotaro now used dexterity rather than brute force.

The fist swung into the air like a phantom, and then turned the fist into a palm and a finger, pinching the fishing line with precision like Zhang Fei threading a needle.

Then, the Platinum Star grabbed the long fishing line and suddenly leaped forward.

I saw that its arm danced in the air in a phantasm, and the fishing line in turn turned in front of Bessie in several large circles.

By the time Li Qing and Bessie himself reacted from this offensive...

The line had been wrapped tightly around Bessie's own arms, so entangled that his hands could not move at all, and he could not swing the rod at all.

"It's so strong..."

It was the first time Li Qing had seen Jotaro make a move.

He couldn't help but be shocked by this open performance:

The accuracy and speed of the Platinum Star's attack are as strong as a monster, and this is even to the extent that its body is weakened by aging.

Li Qing instantly became relieved in his astonishment.

But Bessie fell into a complete madness under this unimaginable and unacceptable failure:

"How is that possible... How is that possible..."

"I obviously said that I wanted to avenge my eldest brother, how could I be defeated by an old man so easily!"

Such a failure is so desperate.

The opponent is completely relying on strength and speed to crush head-on, which is a victory of the general trend of the dignified and mighty soup.

This advantage is based purely on an absolute disparity of power, which is so large that one simply does not know how to resist.

But Bessie didn't give up.

He's had enough of giving up:

"No... I can't just fail! ”

"If I lose like this, how can I be worthy of my eldest brother who has been guarding me behind my back!"

Bessie struggled frantically to get rid of the fishing lines that had been firmly bound to her arms.

He wanted to get back to work, grab the rod and keep fighting.

But such a struggle does not untie the shackles, only makes those threads more and more tangled in the trembling.

"Damn, damn, damn!"

"Untie it for me!!"

Bessie worked desperately hard.

The messy line gets tighter and tighter around the arm.

The loops of thread quickly tore through the skin, cut through the flesh, and strangulated deep into the bone.

"You're going to be ruined with that hand."

Jotaro Furui Wubo's eyes were slightly rippling.

"Scrap it and scrap it..."

"If I can't grow now..."

Bessie's eyes were already overflowing with tears:

"Big brother can't see it!"

The pain spread from his arms to his whole body, piercing his once weak soul like a sharp blade.

But instead of making Bessie flinch, this pain made him more deeply realize what his eldest brother said:

"Brother Proschute..."

"So you've been fighting with such pain?"

"Enlightenment, this is what you call enlightenment..."

Bessie pushed her strength to the maximum.

He slashed off a ring of flesh from his arm with a fishing line, and then inch by inch he pulled the blood-stained line back from his eroded arm.

Mori Bai's bones glowed coldly between the scarlet flesh.

And Bessie actually used such a broken arm to clench the fishing rod tremblingly:

"Even if your hands are cut off and your feet are cut off, you must not let go of the fishing rod."

"Big brother, what you said... I remember!"

Bessie struggled to swing the fishing rod with a splash of blood.

"Baba yes..."

Jotaro sighed in a deep voice with emotion:

"Li Qing, you guys really provoked some terrible guys this time."

The hook flew again, this time the line was stained with blood.

Jotaro raised his head and looked directly at this strange enemy, with a slight respect in his eyes:

"Platinum Star—"

"World!"

Time stands still at this moment.

The blood, the fishing line, and Bessie's crazy and resolute face were all frozen in front of Jotaro.

Platinum Star waved his hand to remove the stagnant fishing line in the air, and stepped forward with a sharp step towards Bessie:

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

"Eula, Ola, Ola, Ola!"

The wind swept in the still time.

Soon, the time stop ended, and the accumulated punch power began to act on reality.

Bessie flew out in confusion and despair.

His body slammed into the side wall of the train like a cannonball, knocking the sturdy steel body out of a shocking pit.

Then, Bessie's body fell to the ground with a bang.

He fell through the gap between the platform and the train, into the railroad tracks below, and into a pool of searing blood.

"Huh... How is there blood on the railroad tracks. ”

The attack was too violent, and the defeat was too sudden.

Bessie's brain didn't have time to react, only noticed the blood beneath him in a trance.

He had just fallen here, and the blood on the rails was certainly not his.

Li Qing has been on the platform all the time, and its blood will not flow here.

Tick, tick, blood droplets.

The faint sound of dripping blood rang in my ears.

Bessie, who was seriously injured and dying, lifted her head with difficulty following the voice, and what caught her eye was...

"Proschut... Eldest brother! ”

Tears in Bessie's eyes burst like a flood:

"So you're right here, not far from me."

"I'm sorry... It's all over..."

He trembled, and his voice choked several times:

"I... Join... Revenge for you... I can't do it..."

"I... Is... It's so useless! ”

Prosiut had long been speechless.

He could only quietly look at the little brother who was crying desperately in front of him, his eyes were blurred:

"You still haven't gotten rid of your love of coquettishness."

"But..."

Proschute slowly closed his eyes:

"You've finally grown, Bessie."

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