Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 59
The moment Naranca rushed out from the alley, Giorno knew something was wrong.

If Li Qing's battle plan is successful, he should be the first to emerge from the alley.

And now.
Naranja galloped out of the alley with a smile on his face, and the "Aerosmith" hovering in the sky moved flexibly accordingly.

"Naranja, is it you who came out?"

Giorno's expression was as serious as an iron-blue sculpture, but Fugo, who was confronting him, laughed heartily instead:
"Ha ha ha ha."

"So it seems that the bald man has fallen into the trap?"

"Of course!"

Naranja nodded without hesitation:

"Buggarati is the best."

"That guy named Li Qing has completely fallen into Bugarati's trap."

"He asked me to come and help you, hurry up and get rid of this 'egg roll head' too!"

"Egg Roll Head"

Giorno's expression was even worse.

Calling people nicknames casually is very ungentlemanly behavior.

However, he can't pursue this kind of thing now.

Instead of getting angry because of his hairstyle, what he needs to think about now is how to survive.

The teammate rushed to the alley 50 meters away by himself, and was suspected of being trapped by the enemy;
Giorno stayed here alone, not only without Li Qing's assistance, but also had to face two, not three, enemies at the same time:
While Naranja escaped from the alley.
A tall man with long silver hair and a large coagulated blood scab on his body also slowly emerged from the corner of the intersection at the other end of the road.

He was still hundreds of meters away from here, so he stopped at the intersection.

Obviously, this guy had already ambushed there, in order to cooperate with Nalanja and Fuge to completely block the enemy on this road with no exit.

"Damn it. This is really passive."

"In the alley is a powerful enemy who fought against Li Qing. In front of him are the two planes and the poisoner. The intersection behind him is guarded by a mysterious enemy."

"All exits are blocked, and escape is absolutely useless."

Giorno's eyes became more serious:

"Must. You must open a breakthrough from one of them!"

"So, from where?"

There is no need to think about the alley, because Giorno is now a full 50 meters away from the alley, and Naranja and Fugo are blocking the way.

There was Li Qing's battlefield, and Giorno couldn't even join his teammates if he wanted to.

The side at the intersection is the second ruled out.

Because Giorno knew nothing about the mysterious silver-haired man, for a stand-in messenger, the unknown is the most terrible enemy.

Then
"Only facing the enemy head-on!"

"Find a way to deal with these two enemies in front of you, at least one of them will be eliminated, but try your best to join Li Qing!"

Giorno quickly made up his mind.

But the determination is easy to make, but the battle will not become easy because of the determination:
"The hunting mode of the 'toy plane' is still unclear, and the guy who releases purple smoke—"

"His purple smoke must be poisonous, otherwise they wouldn't have spent so much effort to trick Li Qing into approaching."

"What kind of poison is it?"

Giorno fell into a situation of indecision:
"Corrosion poison, substance poison, enzyme poison, blood poison, or nerve poison?"

"Is it inorganic poison, organic poison, fungi, bacteria, or virus?"

"Different types of poisons have different killing effects and require completely different countermeasures"

"If you don't know the type of toxin, approaching it rashly is a dead end!"

He thought carefully about the types of abilities of the enemy, but Fugo and Naranca didn't give Giorno any chance to breathe.

They quickly launched an attack:

"Aerosmith!"

"Purple Haze!"

The "toy plane" flying in the sky swooped down, and he dared not touch the "purple monster" across the road.

Giorno had no time to think about it.

He can't fly the plane in the sky, and he dare not touch the purple smoke on the ground. Like Li Qing at the same time, the only trick he can use now is——

Run away!

Relying on his vigorous posture, Giorno rolled and hid behind the car. He first blocked Aerosmith's bullets with the body, and then quickly fled to the distance before the purple smoke rushed.

Because of the need to avoid bullets, he was forced to flee in the opposite direction, which was farther away from Li Qing, which was the direction guarded by the silver-haired man.

Fuge and Nalanga immediately spread their legs and chased after him.

"Don't let him go far!"

The two of them reached a tacit agreement:

"Our car is still parked in that direction, and, Apache"

Apache's stand-in doesn't have much fighting power.

Bucciarati arranged Apache in that position far away in advance, in fact, he wanted to use his appearance that looks very difficult to mess with, so that the enemy would be intimidated and dare not approach, singing an empty city plan.

If Giorno were to rush over, he might just run away.

"Chase!"

Aviation Smith and Zi Yan attacked at the same time.

The tactics they adopt are very simple and very practical:
The "Old Alchemist", who is strong and can release poison, sticks to the enemy in the front, and the "aircraft" with long-range output explosion hides behind and uses machine guns to output crazily.

Giorno was alone, and Dang even fell into a disadvantage.

He struggled to avoid the bullets shot down from the sky, and kept the distance from Ziyan behind him with great difficulty, and he showed defeat before he ran far.

If it goes on like this, he will miss and get hurt soon.

And at this critical moment, Giorno Yuandun's figure suddenly froze.

He seems to have figured out a way:

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

"Wood, big, big, big, big, big!"

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The figure of the golden experience appeared in an instant, and he swung a brilliant golden boxing shadow.

What it attacked was not a person or a stand-in, but a street tree planted by the side of the road—a very common willow tree.

The time coincides with the spring day in March and April, which is a good solar term when willows sprout and catkins float all over the city.

On this road, there were catkins falling one after another, erratically filling the surroundings, like a snowfall in spring.

However.
After being hammered back and forth by the golden experience, the two beaten willow trees seemed to have been injected with hormones, and a thick layer of "dandruff" suddenly appeared on their "heads".

wow wah la la
The heavy snow is flying, like a quilt falling from the sky.

According to the Bureau of Meteorology, this is a blizzard red warning, and no matter what happens on the TV station, it has to be given a "once in a thousand years".

Tons of catkins gushed out from the branches and leaves of the willows like a tide, then fell and scattered, covering half a block.

White fluff accumulated on the ground, covered the car, and dispersed in the air in all directions.

And the figures of Giorno and the golden experience also dimly disappeared into the "white mist".

"Cough, cough, cough."

Fuge coughed violently, his cheeks were red and congested:

"This guy covered his figure with catkins!"

"Naranja!"

He resisted the discomfort of the willow catkins in his nose, turned his head and shouted to Naranja:

"I can't see where that guy is right now."

"Quick, use your Aerosmith to find this 'Egg Roll Head'!"

In addition to being able to shoot bullets and throw bombs, Naranja's Aerosmith also has a radar that can detect the concentration of carbon dioxide.

This detection radar is so accurate that it can even lock on the tiny carbon dioxide produced by human breathing.

As long as he can see where the concentration of carbon dioxide is higher than the surrounding air, Naranja can lock the position of the enemy without using vision.

"it is good!"

"I'm going to look for it now!"

Naranja agreed to Fugo's request without hesitation, and turned on the detection radar on Aerosmith.

However.
"That. Fugo." He said with some embarrassment: "I can't seem to find him."

"why?"

Fuge asked impatiently: "There is no interference nearby, why can't I find it?"

"This"

Hearing this question, a layer of sweat suddenly appeared on Naranja's forehead.

He looked at the willow trees that were still "squirting" catkins, and explained with difficulty with his team's lowest elementary school education level:

"My guess is that willow trees need energy to grow and fluff."

"So, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. While using his ability to spawn a large number of willow catkins, that guy also accelerated the growth of these willow trees. Is the light? The light and the dark?"

"Photosynthesis?"

Fuge, a genius boy who was admitted to university at the age of 13, helped to name this simple noun.

"No, that's right!"

"The surrounding carbon dioxide was quickly absorbed by those trees, and the concentration was chaotic."

Naranja breathed a long sigh of relief:

"Anyway, I can't find him!"

(End of this chapter)