Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 47
Guido Mista was born in an ordinary village in the Naples countryside.

Unlike those peers who are youthful and struggling, this young man who grew up bathed in the warm sea breeze of the Mediterranean has longed for a comfortable and leisurely life since he was a child.

And Mista also implements this ideal very well:
He stopped going to school after graduating from junior high school, but wandered the streets of Naples enjoying life.

He enjoyed the act of sleeping, and watching the movement of branches or clouds in the sun.

He enjoys the bouquet of wine very much, and also likes to taste delicious cheese.

When he sees a beautiful younger sister, he will strike up a conversation even if he is scolded.

When you don't have pocket money, go back to the movie theater and beat up the guys who lined up and yell at Clint Eastwood and take their money.

Of course, the above description is entirely from the perspective of Mista himself, the literary version of "Xiao Que Xing".

From the perspective of others, especially from the villagers in their hometown who use Mista as a negative teaching material to educate their children:

Gedo Mista is simply an incompetent dropout, a loafing gangster, a hooligan who molested women, a gangster who robbed and fought, and non-recyclable wet garbage.

If he goes on like this, sooner or later he will become the kind of trash who lives on government relief and works in gangsters.

But
Even such Mista, such a despised little bastard, knows what is right and what is wrong, what is justice and what is evil.

Although the bald man named Li Qing snatched his two motorcycles and a mobile phone back and forth, he punched him in the face when he subconsciously drew his gun to fight back, causing him to lie on the road for more than ten minutes just woke up.
But Mista knew that Li Qing was just.

After all, it was Li Qing who risked his life to save his life from that horrible piece of meat, and bravely sealed that piece of meat underground, saving this endangered city.

so.
When the tall man with silver hair draped over his shoulders, pectoral muscles exposed, standing in a coquettish posture, and a rogue at first glance came up to ask about Li Qing's whereabouts, Mista instinctively, subconsciously, and without thinking, chose To help Li Qing cover up.

"No, I haven't seen it."

Without even thinking about the consequences of lying in front of the villain, Mista did not hesitate to stand by the man who just snatched him away not long ago.

This clumsy lie seemed to have fooled the other party, and the villain turned around and left without further entanglement.

Only then did Mista have time to think:
"The bald man said that his current situation is very dangerous."

"Sure enough, someone came to investigate his whereabouts so soon."

"That is to say."

"The man in front of you is actually in the same group as the meaty one before?"

Reminiscent of the piece of meat that wreaked havoc in the city not long ago and almost suffocated himself, Mista directly regarded the silver-haired man in front of him as an all-powerful anti-human terrorist.

There was even more disgust in his eyes.

But at this moment, the silver-haired man suddenly stopped leaving and walked back slowly.

"Why are you here again?" Mista asked with a guilty conscience.

"that."

Apaki moved closer to Mista in silence:
"I just want to ask"

"How much is this?"

As he spoke, he ordered Melancholic Blues to stretch out its blue palm in front of Mista, and casually stretched out a few fingers.

"Four."

Mista replied subconsciously.

"You can see it!"

Apache's face changed, and he immediately confirmed the identity of Mista's stand-in messenger.

The stand-in messenger is not a common sight that can be seen casually. The stand-in messenger who appeared in a sensitive place at a sensitive time and was clearly helping Li Qing cover his whereabouts is most likely the enemy of the organization.

Therefore, he immediately stepped forward and threw a powerful elbow at Mista's undefended and fragile waist.

Although his stand-in Melancholy Blues is not a combat-type stand-in who is good at fighting, Apache, the stand-in messenger, is a fighting-type stand-in messenger with a strong physique and perfect physical skills.

Apaki exerted [-]% of his strength, and with one hit, Mista's body was overwhelmed with anger and blood.

He clutched his heavy-hit stomach and bent down instinctively, his skin was congested and reddened by the severe pain, and he looked like a boiled prawn:
"What are you doing?!"

Mista let out a painful growl with difficulty.

And Apache showed no mercy.

He knew in his heart that he could not slack off in dealing with the stand-in messenger, otherwise, if the other party used some terrible stand-in ability, the situation would be reversed in an instant.

Therefore, Apache completely ignored Mista's faint begging roar, but took advantage of the pain of the other party and slashed out with a hand knife, directly hitting the back of his neck.

"what!"

Mista let out a cry of pain, and her bent body crawled a little deeper.

"Didn't you faint?"

"This guy has a really nice physique."

Apache was slightly surprised, and even more apprehensive in his heart.

He immediately bent his knees and pressed Mista's back from behind, pressed Mista's neck down with one hand, and grabbed Mista's arm with the other hand, and used a standard police capture technique to hold Mista firmly on the ground. on the ground.

Mista's head was firmly pressed to the ground, one hand was firmly tied behind his back by Apache, and the other hand was firmly pressed down by his own body. nothing.

At the same time, the silver-haired man pressing on him continued to increase his strength, pressing the nerves and blood vessels in his neck with his palms.

Obviously, the other party had no intention of talking to him at all, but wanted to directly beat him into a coma.

"no."

"This guy is the kind of anti-human terrorist. I must not fall into their hands!"

Relying on her inhumanly strong physique, Mista struggled to stay awake.

He even tried his best to move the palm that was firmly pressed by his body, and fumbled to hold the revolver on his waist.

"Can you still move?"

Apache was even more surprised:

The enemy didn't lose consciousness even after being hit hard, but he didn't summon a stand-in to fight back.

Could it be that his stand-in ability is "extraordinarily fleshy"? ?

Apaki was puzzled, so he increased his strength even more, trying to knock Mista unconscious.

His stand-in is not good at combat. If the close-up sneak attack fails to make the opponent lose the ability to resist, then the next situation will be very unfavorable to him.

"Uh."

Mista groaned in pain, and his consciousness finally became blurred due to insufficient blood supply to the brain.

And the revolver that he managed to hold was firmly stuck under him because of the heavy pressure from his body.

No matter how Mista struggled and desperately, his hand holding the gun could not move from under his body, let alone point the gun at the villain behind him.

"Damn."

Mista was a little desperate:

"I can't move at all, and I have no hope of fighting back!"

In this despair, his consciousness became more blurred.

And at this moment, probably because his brain was already confused, several strange and clear voices suddenly sounded in his ears:
"Mista—"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot? What kind of gun to shoot?" Mista replied dizzily in his heart: "The muzzle of the gun is not right, how can you hit someone?"

"it does not matter."

"Trust us, Mista!"

In a trance, Mista only felt that there were six "villains" flying around in front of his eyes:

They are only about the size of a bullet, and their appearance looks like a bullet, but they have hands, feet, heads, faces, noses, and mouths. Even the expressions on their faces are so vivid and natural.

"Mista, shoot!"

They danced up and down in front of Mista's eyes, urging in unison:
"You can hit the target without aiming, because"

"Bullets can bend!"

PS: stand-in panel

Substitute name - "Sexy Pistol"

Ontology - Gedo Mista
Destructive power: E
Speed: C
Range distance: the flight distance of the bullet
Sustainability: A
Movement precision: A
Growth: B
Ability: Can operate the trajectory after the bullet is fired, a stand-in like a villain.Can ride on bullets to change directions, and use kicks to quickly change orbits.Gathering multiple powers can split bullets and hit multiple targets.

Teams of 6, each with a sense of self.The numbers are from No.1 to No.7, and there is no No.4 because of Mista's own insistence.

(End of this chapter)