Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

It was indeed a fishhook, but it could travel through solid cement and floor tiles.

When the fishhook emerged silently from the soles of Li Qing's feet, the solid floor tiles there immediately rippled like liquid.

At this time, Li Qing finally heard the faint movement on the soles of his feet.

But it was too late.

The fishhook dragged the nearly transparent fishing line, dancing like a flexible snake and pounced on Li Qing's calf.

Without any resistance, the fishhook penetrated the clothes and punctured the skin.

The sharp hook penetrated Li Qing's calf in an instant, cutting the tendons and nerves in his body wantonly.

Like an alien beetle in a horror movie, it broke into the body and began to move upstream, tearing apart Li Qing's flesh and blood while slowly approaching his heart.

Then, Li Qing immediately realized the horror of this fishhook:

It's actually like this.

'This level of harm'

The corners of Li Qing's mouth twitched slightly:

If it were lower, it wouldn't be as fast as my blood recovery speed.

The advantage of the digitized body is that it has no vital points and relies entirely on numerical calculations to calculate damage.

If an ordinary person had a fishhook piercing his thigh like this and severing his tendons, he would probably stagger to the ground in pain and disability.

However, for Li Qing who has turned on the data mode,

Just like a small fishhook slowly drilling into his flesh, the damage would probably be worse than a random punch in his face.

Sure enough, there are enemies.

Although he was slapped in the face as soon as he said harsh words, Li Qing did not show any embarrassment or surprise.

The temptation of the boss's legacy is so great. Even if it is difficult to tell the truth from the false and it is extremely risky, there will always be some bold ones among the many strong people in the entire organization.

He had long expected that some rebellious guy would show up this morning.

However, he did not expect that the enemy could act so quickly and decisively.

What’s even more unexpected is that the other party’s substitute ability

He seemed to be restrained by himself.

Is it really that simple?

The situation was great, but Li Qing became cautious instead.

He immediately pulled out the fishing line that had penetrated dozens of centimeters into the flesh, and then tried to pull it out with force.

The power beyond human limits was poured into the thin fishing line. This time, not to mention pulling on such a thin line, even if it was pulling on a grown man, it would knock him off his feet.

Then buzz!

The moment Li Qing exerted force, the entire fishing line trembled abnormally.

But the fishing line itself, the fishhook that had penetrated Li Qing's body, had no intention of moving backwards at all.

His power seemed to be absorbed by the thin fishing line.

The absorbed power gathers in one place in the trembling fishing line, and is finally released at the topmost fishhook.

Li Qing's health bar suddenly dropped a small amount.

this?

His expression instantly became serious:

The force exerted on the fishing line will be concentrated on the hook that has been drilled into the body, and eventually rebound on myself.

That is to say.

There is no way I can pull this fishhook out of my body!

He was now like a fish whose lips and gills were pierced by a hook. The harder he struggled, the faster he died.

Obviously there is no way to free yourself from the restraints with brute force. Once this hook enters the body, it is impossible to remove it.

Fortunately, there is always a universal solution to the substitute ability——

Address the ontology directly.

Thinking of this, Li Qing immediately gently held the fishing line.

He maximized his perception and listened carefully to the vibration of the fishing line.

Following the faint vibrations on the fishing line, Li Qing effortlessly found the other end of the long line, the enemy who launched an attack on him:

It's you?

Li Qing turned his head and turned his dull eyes towards a man hiding more than ten meters away.

That guy is very different from ordinary people:

His neck and head are connected together, and with his avant-garde vegetable hairstyle, the outline of his head looks like a thick carrot.

This was the first time Li Qing sensed such a strange outline.

Hey, Carrot Head!

He opened his mouth to give someone a nickname very rudely:

You're the one fishing here?

Li Qing's voice was extremely calm.

Even though the fishhook had already reached his thigh and caused him huge damage of less than 1% per second.

No, yes, it's me.

Even though she has accepted the ideological education of Big Brother, Bessie's voice is still weak.

There was nothing he could do. He had only joined the assassination team for two months and had not done a few missions with Prosit. After all, he was still too young.

Stop talking nonsense!

Bessie had the courage to say harsh words, but her pretending to be harsh really lacked any sense of intimidation:

Throw the box over here!

Otherwise, I...I will kill you!

Kill me?

Li Qing raised an eyebrow.

He has seen through the other party's details, so even his tone has become an understatement:

Carrot head, let me give you a piece of advice:

Such harsh words like 'kill you' are like Happy Man's dog tags. It's best to show them after successfully killing the enemy.

Otherwise, it could come back to bite you in the face.

Li Qing acted too calmly.

This calmness unconsciously aroused Bessie's barely suppressed panic.

His heartbeat began to accelerate uncontrollably, his breathing became heavy and disordered, and even the arms holding the fishing rod began to tremble in an undetectable manner.

And all this was heard by Li Qing’s extremely keen ears:

You didn't come alone.

He judged decisively:

A person like you who is afraid of fighting cannot take risks alone.

You must have a companion. He should be at the scene, preparing to attack me secretly.

Am I right, Carrot?

Li Qing pressed the other party word by word.

Bessie's performance became increasingly miserable.

He didn't even dare to look at Li Qing, a blind man. He just stepped back unconsciously and tightly grasped the fishing rod in his hand with his unsteady fighting spirit.

Looking at such a weak opponent, Li Qing's murderous intention became lighter:

Take the hook back.

To tell you the truth: neither you nor your companions can kill me.

I can leave from here at any time, and my companions are waiting outside the station door now - we have been on the phone and they already know what is happening here.

So, Carrot Head, you can't win.

Li Qing gave up the idea of ​​​​killing monsters and upgrading at the beginning.

He is a principled gamer who only desires thrilling battles and does not want to abuse weak and incompetent opponents.

Otherwise, as long as he learns from the scumbag like Joe Krat, Li Qing can easily become powerful with the lives of countless weak people.

But now, the carrot head in front of him is scared.

There was absolutely no murderous intent on his body, which made people wonder whether this guy had ever killed anyone or seen blood before.

I can give you a chance.

Li Qing rarely wanted to solve the problem through conversation:

If you lay down your weapons and surrender with your companions, I will not kill you.

Not only do you not have to fight, I can also give you a large cash dividend and make you the new cadres of the organization.

Controlling an organization certainly requires cultivating a certain size of cronies.

A mysterious guy like Diavolo has a bodyguard to drive him around, and now Li Qing is looking for an opportunity to help Giorno, who wants to be a boss in the future, recruit a few more thugs.

Anyway, the opponent doesn't look like the kind of scum who kills like crazy and has no bottom line. Instead of fighting, it's better to try to recruit Anna to rebel.

How about it?

Are you willing to cooperate? If you are willing, I can make the decision.

As he spoke, Li Qing's voice suddenly stopped.

His expression changed.

Because during the brief confrontation just now, Li Qing discovered something strange happened to him:

He is old.

His skin began to become dry and wrinkled, and his flesh became soft and weak.

The heart no longer beats vigorously, movements become sluggish, and strength continues to fail.

Even his proud hearing began to gradually weaken in an irreversible trend.

And an icon representing a negative state - aging - clearly appeared on Li Qing's system interface.

Damn it!!

His expression suddenly changed drastically.

An uncontrollable anger quietly emerged on that face that was already showing wrinkles.

But this anger was not because of the changes in Li Qing himself, but because he suddenly discovered:

All the living people around him and as far away as the entire station were aging rapidly at this moment.

The enemy's stand-in ability is range-specific, just like the Joe Krat encountered the day before yesterday.

Moreover, he was not much better than the scumbag Joe Krat, who also did not have the slightest concern because of the innocent passers-by around him.

At this moment, in Li Qing's ears, which were still far superior to ordinary people even after his decline, there were waves of frightening wailings.

Someone was stroking his wrinkled and yellowed skin and screaming, but he was watching in horror as the skin became more and more dry.

Some people are trying hard to replace their aging and lost teeth, but are desperate to find that more and more teeth are falling out.

The baby becomes shriveled and shriveled as it ages, growing into an ugly premature monstrosity.

The mother became demented and weak as she aged, and could only rely on instinct to keep the deformed monster in her arms tightly.

And Li Sin could hear everything.

He could hear the hard-beating hearts of those people, hear their slowed-down blood flow, hear their slow steps toward death step by step, and hear the clusters of flames of life that were gradually extinguished.

Li Qing took a deep breath:

This is obviously your world, but you seem to be here to play games more than me.

You guys have almost turned Italian Italy into Los Santos. No wonder Giorno and Bucciarati are so eager to seek change.

In that case.

He closed his eyes and slowly opened them:

Carrot head, let's fight!

Huh? Bessie was slightly startled.

Seeing that Li Qing suddenly changed his attitude and refused to surrender, he actually looked a little disappointed:

You, don't you want to cooperate with us?

No.

Li Qing clenched his fists tightly, murderous intent surging in his godless eyes:

Different road non-phase plan!