Chapter 235 You Have Grown Up
The wait is finally here.
Li Qing's dead heart trembled slightly.
He may have lost, but they didn't.
He endured the pain and shed blood and persisted until now. God did not let him down after all.
"call"
Li Qing let out a long sigh of relief.
The pain that had been suppressed for a long time poured out like a flood, and his body that was riddled with holes finally fell to the ground unbearable.
He just slumped to the ground helplessly and happily, and fell into a pool of still-warm blood:
"Thank you, Mr. Jotaro."
"Just a little bit closer to me"
Li Qing, who was surviving the disaster, subconsciously looked at Jotaro, but his words of gratitude choked in his mouth halfway:
Because the Mr. Jotaro he saw was the 70-year-old version.
Jotaro didn't prepare any ice cubes at all, and he didn't have any companions with him. He just walked in alone with the effect of the stand-in of Tororo Seihito.
His piece of hair connected to his hat has been dyed silver by the years, and his resolute face is covered with deep ravines.
Although the figure is still tall and burly like a little giant, the full muscles that were originally made of steel have inevitably shrunk a bit.
It wasn’t Jotaro who came at all, but Mr. Jotaro.
"Brother, no, uncle"
Li Qing's expression froze, and he blurted out a question full of resentment:
"Didn't you prepare ice cubes when you came?!"
"No."
Jotaro walked slowly over.
His tone was as calm as if he had forgotten to bring his umbrella when he went out.
"No, no?"
Li Qing was so choked by this sentence that he almost lost his breath:
When he was analyzing the enemy's capabilities, he was talking to himself the whole time as if he were doing a stand-up comedy, in order to send all the key information to the ears of his companions 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 enemy's aging.
So, how could you come here without bringing ice? !
Isn’t this a gift of death?
Although Jotaro's reputation as invincible is known to the world, Li Qing also witnessed the power of time-stopping from the phantom Dio.
But Dio is an immortal vampire. Can you, Jotaro, compare to him?
Moreover, other people’s time stops for 5 seconds, while yours only stops for 2 seconds.
That kind of invincible monster was killed by someone. Why are you, Jotaro, so reckless? !
It's interesting to say that since both Jotaro and Polnareff actively avoided mentioning it, Li Qing and others still don't know what story Mr. Jotaro had with Giorno's father.
Therefore, after learning about Jotaro's existence, Li Qing has been secretly treating him as a weak copycat version of Dio:
Although he is still very powerful, he is only human after all.
Human beings have their limits and cannot resist aging.
No matter how powerful the substitute is, it's useless. How can he fight if he's too old to move?
Jotaro's quick support is certainly touching, but such a reckless move may not only fail to achieve the purpose of rescue, but may actually increase unnecessary casualties.
Li Qing thought so, and then
Jotaro continued to approach steadily unmoved, and soon placed his still tall and powerful figure in front of Bessie despite his aging.
He gently straightened the slightly slanted brim of his hat, and the aura revealed in his movements suddenly made Li Qing feel at ease inexplicably:
"Ice is not that easy to get. Several of your companions who searched for ice have not returned yet."
"I saw that the situation was urgent, so I tried to enter the station alone - and the result was acceptable."
"Although my body has aged a lot, I should have no problem fighting."
As he said that, Jotaro tried to clench his fist.
The muscles that seemed to have contracted and degenerated suddenly exploded with this grip, stretching Jotaro's coat into a tight shape.
"Damn old man."
"Don't come here and get in the way!"
Li Qing had vaguely noticed something, but Bessie was not frightened by Jotaro's vitality.
Now Bessie just wants revenge, and just wants Li Qing to pay the price for what he did:
"Go to hell!"
Bessie suddenly raised the fishing rod in her hand.
He had lost his will to fight because he was fooled by Li Qing, and was so frightened that he lost his strength, so he took back the fishhook at the last moment when he was about to kill Li Qing.
He would never make such a mistake, such a shame again.
So, under Bessie's extremely angry swing, the fishhook that had almost pierced Li Qing's heart danced in the air again.
The fishhook pulled the fishing line, twisting and biting Li Qing like a swift poisonous snake.
It moves so fast that the fishing line and hook are almost transparent and difficult to distinguish.
In less than a second, it could easily bypass the obstructive muscular old man and take away Li Qing's already dilapidated life as quickly as possible.
However.
"Platinum Star!"
Jotaro raised his head, his slightly cloudy pupils flashing with sharpness.
A muscular humanoid warrior suddenly appeared in front of him, and at that moment he punched the flying fishhook.
Platinum Star's punch was not as strong as his muscular appearance.
Because Li Qing had already provided information about the rebound power of the fishing line to his companions, Jotaro was now using skill instead of brute force.
The fist was swung into the air like a phantom, and then it turned into a palm and split the palm into fingers, pinching the fishing line as accurately as Zhang Fei threading a needle.
Then, Platinum Star grabbed the long fishing line and suddenly jumped forward.
I saw its arms dancing rapidly in the air, creating a phantom, and the fishing line in turn spun in several large circles in front of Bessie.
Wait until Li Qing and Bessie themselves react from this offensive.
The fishing line had been wrapped tightly around Bessie's arms, so entangled that his hands could not move at all, and he could not swing the fishing rod at all.
"So strong."
This was the first time that Li Qing saw Jotaro take action with his own eyes.
He couldn't help but be shocked by this display of cheating:
The precision and speed of Platinum Star's attacks are as strong as a monster, and this is actually the level shown after its body has been weakened by aging.
Li Qing instantly became at ease in his shock.
But Bessie completely fell into madness under this kind of unimaginable and unacceptable failure:
"How is it possible? How is it possible?"
"I clearly promised to avenge my eldest brother, how could I be defeated so easily by an old man!"
Such a failure is really disappointing.
The opponent relied entirely on strength and speed to crush them head-on, and it was a majestic and majestic victory.
This advantage is purely based on the absolute power gap, which is so big that people don't know how to resist.
But Bessie didn't give up.
He's had enough of giving up:
"No. I can't fail like this!"
"If I lose like this, how can I be worthy of my elder brother who has been protecting me from behind!"
Bessie struggled wildly, trying to free herself from the fishing lines that were firmly tied to her arms.
He wanted to get back into action, grab the rod, and keep fighting.
But such a struggle cannot untie the bonds, it can only make those threads become more and more tangled as they tremble.
"Damn, damn, damn!"
"Untie it for me!!"
Bessie exerted all her strength.
The messy fishing line became tighter and tighter around his arm.
The circles of thread quickly tore through the skin, cut through the flesh, and dug deeply into the bones.
"Your hands will become useless if you do this."
There was a slight wave in Jotaro Furui's eyes.
"Abolish it and abolish it."
"If I can't grow by now"
Bessie's eyes were already filled with tears:
"Brother, I can't see it anymore!"
The intense pain spread from his arms to his whole body, piercing deeply into his once weak soul like a sharp knife.
But this kind of pain not only did not make Bessie shrink back, but made him realize more deeply what his elder brother said:
"Brother Proshute."
"So you've been fighting with this kind of pain?"
"Enlightenment, this is what you call enlightenment."
Bessie pushed to the maximum strength.
He used the fishing line to cut off a ring of flesh on his arm, and then pulled the blood-stained line away from the rotten arm inch by inch.
The pale bones glowed coldly among the scarlet flesh.
But Bessie actually used such a broken arm to tremble and hold the fishing rod tightly:
"Even if your hands are chipped and your feet are chopped off, you must never let go of the fishing rod."
"Brother, I remember what you said!"
Bessie struggled to swing the fishing rod, with blood splashing everywhere.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah."
Jotaro sighed with deep emotion:
"Li Qing, you really provoked some terrible guys this time."
The fishhook flew again, and this time the fishing line was clearly stained with blood.
Jotaro raised his head and looked directly at this strange enemy, with a hint of respect in his eyes:
"Platinum Star——"
"world!"
Time stands still at this moment.
The blood, fishing line, and Bessie's crazy and determined face were all frozen in front of Jotaro.
Platinum Star waved his hand to push aside the stagnant fishing line in the air, and stepped forward to face Bessie:
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
"Ola Ola Ola Ola!"
The wind blows wildly in the still time.
Soon, the time stop ended, and the punch power accumulated to the extreme began to act on reality.
Bessie suddenly flew out in confusion and despair.
His body was like a cannonball that instantly hit the side wall of the train, causing a shocking dent in the solid steel body.
Then, Bessie's body suddenly fell to the ground.
He fell through the gap between the platform and the train, onto the tracks below, and into a pool of hot blood.
"Hey, why is there blood on the railroad tracks?"
The attack was too violent and the failure was too sudden.
Bessie's brain didn't have time to react, and she just noticed the blood under her body in a daze.
He had just fallen here, and the blood on the rails was certainly not his.
Lee Sin has been on the platform, and his blood will not flow here.
Tick, tick, tick.
The faint sound of dripping blood rang in his ears.
Bessie, who was seriously injured and on the verge of death, raised her head with difficulty, and what came into view was
"Brother Prosit!"
The tears in Bessie's eyes were like a flood:
"So you are here, not far from me."
“I’m sorry it’s over”
His whole body was shaking, and his voice choked several times:
"I can't even avenge you."
"I'm so useless!"
Prosit was speechless for a long time.
He could only quietly look at the desperate and crying little brother in front of him, his eyes blurred:
"It's been so long, but you still haven't gotten rid of your tendency to act coquettishly."
"but."
Prosit slowly closed his eyes:
"You've finally grown up, Bessie."
Today’s update. I will fine-tune the subsequent battle arrangements, hoping to try my best to make the plot of the gourd boy saving his grandpa and being in trouble alone. (This has been tormenting me for more than half a month. If It’s not that I’m sorry to reuse the old routine, I really want them to ride in the helicopter again_)