Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 61
"That's right, it's catkins."

In Giorno's magical voice, the catkins fluttering in the air froze with time:

"I don't know if you have ever played such a game"

"When the ground is covered with catkins in spring, throw a match on it."

"Wow, as long as there is a small spark, the catkins all over the street will be like a ignited gunpowder fuze, quickly igniting a gorgeous sea of ​​flames."

(Never imitate, or you will be imprisoned.)
"Because the willow seeds already contain natural oils, and the flocculent fiber structure makes them have a large contact area with the air and has enough oxygen supply."

"And in order to fly lightly, their own water content is still extremely low."

"so."

Through the heavy "dense fog", these extremely heavy words sounded clearly:

"Liuxu, this seemingly harmless little thing is actually a more dangerous flammable substance than gasoline!"

"And you."

Giorno turned sideways and stood firm, with one hand subconsciously pinned to his waist, and the other firmly pointing at the "dense fog":
"While you were busy chasing me, these flammable and dangerous guys have completely wrapped your body!"

"Do you understand now?"

"From the first moment you stepped into this 'dense fog', you have already stepped into my trap!"

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Hearing this, both Fugo and Nalanja's expressions became extremely ugly.

They looked at their current situation:

There are catkins on the body, catkins under the feet, and catkins flying in the air.

These ordinary white plant seeds are filled in every space around, not only does it not look dangerous, but also has a faint beauty.

But now, all it takes is a small spark, and they will bring the terrifying flame demon to the world.

"It's over. It's over"

"It's useless to run anywhere. We've already entered the center of the flames!"

Nalanja's voice was already trembling, and Fugo's face also quietly turned pale:

"No, I can't stop thinking. Is there a way."

"Is there any way to escape!"

The two of them looked around nervously, but what caught their eyes was white.

At this moment, Giorno had already taken out a lighter from his pocket.

This well-made and exquisite free lighter was taken by him when he was drinking tea in that high-end restaurant - there is no way, life is so frugal for a poor child who was born but not raised by his father.

"So."

"Let it burn!"

The lighter sparked and then collided passionately with the gasoline on the ground.

The volatile oil and gas detonated in the flames, and the flames rising into the sky instantly inspired the huge energy hidden in the catkins.

boom!
The thick catkins spread on the ground turned into flame spirits in an instant.

The crimson flames spread along the pure white carpet, covering the entire street with that bright and deadly fiery red.

The flames soared into the sky, and the earth turned into coke.

The fuzzy figures of Fugo and Nalan Gana hidden in the "dense fog" were instantly engulfed by the blazing flames before they became clear.

"Ah!!"

Soon, there was a shrill scream from the flames.

It might be because of the excessive fire, or it might be because of the heavy injuries. Such screams only lasted for a moment, and then disappeared with a trembling end.

All that was left was the whistling sound of the wildly dancing fire and wind.

Giorno stood quietly outside the sea of ​​flames, his golden hair trembling in the wind.

"Did you win?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked up at the clean sky:
The Aerosmith hovering above has disappeared, leaving only red fire, white clouds, and blue sky.

Then, the fire gradually died down.

Catkins burn like black gunpowder, the fire rises quickly and recedes quickly.

After the tsunami-like fire wave surged past, all that was left was a piece of black charred embers with thick smoke and sparks.

Of course, the bark of many street trees was set on fire, and the facades of several unlucky shops were also set ablaze.

But that has nothing to do with Giorno.

That's what the uncles of the firefighters should deal with.

"It should be successful."

"I don't know what Li Qing is doing now, so let's hurry up and meet him."

Giorno thought so in his heart.

He brushed away the disturbing burning smoke with a wave of his hand, and stepped on the black embers that were still hot and sparkling.

The alley where Li Qing disappeared was on the other side of the road, and Giorno had to turn around and pass through the fire.

However, at this time
"wrong!"

After walking back a few steps on the embers, Giorno suddenly stopped.

Just now the smoke was too dense to see clearly, but now that he got closer, he realized with shock:

"Those two guys are gone!"

"There is no trace of them on the ground at all!"

Giorno held his breath, concentrating on examining the ground covered with thick black ash:
Nothing nothing.

Only the embers left by the catkins were left on the ground, and there was nothing else.

Two big living people, maybe corpses, just disappeared like that.

"Where are they?"

Giorno nervously observed the surrounding scene, but in the end he only saw ashes flying in the sky.

"how can that be"

"Could it be that they still have the ability to move instantly?"

"If they don't have this trick, they should have used it when they were chasing me just now."

"That is to say. They must still be here, hiding somewhere nearby!"

With this thought in his heart, he concentrated on further examining everything around him:
Not on the road, not in the cars on the side of the road, and it is impossible for them to run farther with the waves of fire
Then, the only possibility is.
underground?

Giorno's face changed slightly, and he tentatively locked his eyes on the dark ground.

As he proceeded carefully, he let the golden experience push away the embers piled on the ground with his feet.

The ground, the ground, or just plain ground
And at this moment.
"That is?!"

Giorno stopped in his tracks, and he faintly saw a round outline on the ground.

Then, as soon as his expression changed, he took a big step back without hesitation.

After all, if things were going as he imagined, then he definitely couldn't risk stepping within range of an enemy double.

But the enemy's attack still followed.

It's not Ziyan with insufficient range, but
"Aerosmith!"

On the ground covered in black and ash, a round discus suddenly rose into the air—this is the manhole cover.

Immediately afterwards, like a rocket soaring into the sky from a missile silo, Aerosmith pumped its propellers with all its strength, and quickly climbed up from under the lifted manhole cover.

bang bang bang-

A burst of rapid and dangerous machine gun fire followed.

Even if Giorno took some precautions in advance, it would be difficult for him to avoid Aerosmith's machine gun fire at such a short distance.

The small and swift bullet slanted out in the flames, and hit Giorno's shoulder unreservedly between the lightning and flint.

"Uh!"

Giorno groaned in pain, and staggered back two steps.

At the same time, he also subconsciously cast his eyes on the round hole that suddenly opened on the ground:
This is an ordinary sewer well, about half a meter in diameter and wide enough to barely fit two men.

And Fugo and Naranja are hiding there.

They were stuck together, stuck with difficulty close to the entrance.

Apparently, the place is full.

"Hahaha didn't expect that, did you?"

"When the fire came, there happened to be a manhole under our feet!"

Although the expression was a bit funny due to the crowded faces, the eyes of Fugo and Naranja were still full of confidence:

"It seems that fate is still on our side!"

(End of this chapter)