Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 82 Arrangements for Mista

16:15 minutes.

Twenty and ten minutes have passed since the Anti-Diablo Alliance was formally established.

In these 10 minutes, Li Qing and others successfully defeated the invading enemy, recovered their physical condition, unified the team's thinking, accepted new members, and finally embarked on a new journey with a brand new attitude.

And the first task before them is:

"Got to get a big car soon."

Bugarati said very seriously.

At this moment, Apache is driving, and Li Qing is firmly in the co-driver, but he, Giorno, Nalanja, Fugo, and Mista, a group of five people, are squeezed into a seat that was originally supposed to seat only three people. in the back seat of the car.

Although his resolute and tough face has been squeezed into a big funny face on the window glass, Bugarati's tone is still calm:
"There's no room for seven of us in this car."

"According to our current crowded state like a can of sardines, if an enemy attacks, I'm afraid we won't even be able to fight back."

"Apaki."

After explaining his thoughts, Bugarati directly ordered Apache:

"Turn right at the intersection ahead and stop near the shopping mall on that road."

"I hid a seven-passenger SUV in the basement garage of that mall, which is just right for us to use as a vehicle."

"what?"

Before Apache had time to say anything, Li Qing immediately had an opinion:

"Don't hurry up and get out of the city now?"

"If you stop to pick up the car, you may be chased by the killer."

"You said it lightly!"

Fugo's head was firmly stuck under the arms of Giorno and Naranja, and he was so crowded that he couldn't even breathe properly.

He roared cursingly:

"Baldy, why do you take the passenger seat by yourself?"

"If you think it's okay, you can sit in the back and watch!"

"No, that's impossible."

Li Qing defended his "privilege" confidently.

He turned his head to look at the fashionable clothes on Fuge and others, and said in a very strange tone:
"Look at all of you hole-in-the-wall outfits, navel-baring outfits, topless outfits, and bodysuits."

"Even if I, Li Qing, were to die and jump out of this car, I would definitely not be crowded with you muscular men in revealing clothes."

"What do you know!"

"This is fashion, do you understand fashion?"

Milan, the capital of fashion, cares about Italy. As a trendy young man among Italians, Fugo doesn't think there is any problem with his avant-garde attire.

"OK OK."

Giorno stopped the meaningless quarrel:

"The road is difficult and we really need a better car."

"but."

"There's no need to go to get Bugarati's car, right?"

Based on his usual lifestyle, he made a good suggestion:

"There are so many cars on the street, just 'borrow' one and use it—with the ability I have developed over the years, 'borrowing' a car won't waste much time."

"No, it's not just about the car."

Bugarati struggled to adjust the posture of his face against the glass:

"In that car were hidden weapons, ammunition, cash, fake license plates, fake documents, disposable mobile phones, and disguise tools that I had prepared in advance."

The mafia is a high-risk profession. Those mafia bosses usually seem to have a smooth sailing, but they may fall into a desperate situation such as vendettas and organizational infighting one day.

The cunning rabbit and the three caves, for the sake of their own safety, they often prepare several escape routes for themselves in advance.

In order to cope with the crisis that may occur in the underworld career, Buccarati also followed the example of his colleagues and carefully arranged several hiding places and escape tools in the city of Naples.

"Originally, it was just insurance made unintentionally."

"I didn't expect that they would actually come in handy."

Bugarati sighed slightly with emotion:

"You may not understand how much control the organization has over this country."

"In addition to countless peripheral thugs and street gangsters who can serve as eyeliners, the Passion organization has also specially set up a 'technical intelligence team' with advanced technological capabilities that can monitor the entire territory of Italy."

"Telephone, Post, Internet, Radio, Government Intranet, Police Communications, Traffic Information, Public Monitoring."

"Everything is under the monitoring of the organization."

"Without those fake documents and fake license plates as a cover, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave Naples and our whereabouts will be exposed."

"I see."

Li Qing understood what Bugarati meant.

Indeed, in modern warfare, it is always intelligence that precedes soldiers and horses.

If there is no way to cover their tracks under the monitoring of the organization, then they can only be in a passive state of being the enemy from the dark.

Therefore, Li Qing immediately agreed to the plan.

Apaki then turned around, drove the car near the underground garage of the shopping mall, and stopped in a remote alley.

"Mista."

Bugarati suddenly called Mista's name.

The rookie, who for some inexplicable reason provoked Diablo and finally joined the team, didn't speak much along the way, and didn't have a chance to speak.

And
His current 'teammates' either robbed him, beat him up, or kidnapped him
It was indeed embarrassing for Mista to be crowded together with this group of guys who turned enemies into friends.

So, when he heard Bugarati calling himself specifically, he was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"Please."

Bugarati took out a car key from his pocket, and handed it out with difficulty from a group of muscular men:

"You go in and help us drive the car out."

"Ok?"

Mista subconsciously caught the key, but subconsciously felt that something was wrong:

"Just, just let me go alone?"

"Yes."

Bugarati replied:
"This shopping mall has always been the object of protection of the Passion organization, and there are many outsiders of the organization living nearby."

"If we show up in public, we will definitely be noticed by these eyeliners in the first place."

"But you, Mista, are different. The boss has just learned your name."

"This short period of ten minutes is definitely not enough for them to find out your information, find your photo, and then fax it to every outsider."

"So, among us, only your appearance has not been grasped by the enemy."

"I understand."

Mista nodded, with a little excitement in his voice:
Yes, after being forced to become the target of the organization, not only was he not nervous or afraid, he was even a little excited.

Because Mista was just an idle bastard before, he had never seen the real darkness at all, and he didn't know the horror of the Passion organization.

For Mista.
The peaceful life is broken, involved in a supernatural crisis, awakening superpowers, getting in trouble with gangsters, meeting powerful companions, and embarking on a journey of escape
What is bad luck?

This is basically the script for the protagonist!

At this moment, Mista's heart is full of yearning for the future.

"give it to me."

After being entrusted with the "heavy task" by Bugarati, he even forgot the little embarrassment that happened between himself and his teammates:
"I'll go in and get the car out right away."

Saying that, Mista gripped the car keys tightly, and Dang even opened the car door and walked out of the alley.

He walked out of the alley in two steps in three steps, and disappeared around the corner.

And the "teammates" in the car seemed to think that he could no longer hear, so they immediately spoke "whispers" behind his back:
"Bucciarati!"

The first one who couldn't hold back his voice was Fugo:
"Do you really want this 'rookie' to join the team?"

"That guy is just a punk who just awakened as a substitute, bringing him around will only hinder us!"

The voice was not too loud, but it just happened to be heard by Mista who hadn't gone far.

He stopped involuntarily.

And the "whispers" of the teammates are still going on:
"I don't think so either."

Apache said in a serious tone:

"I absolutely agree with Mista's enthusiasm and quality."

"However, he is still too immature. He doesn't know what we are going to face at all, and he lacks enough combat experience."

"indeed."

Li Qing didn't pay attention to listening to Mista's footsteps, so he casually added a stab in the back:

"If it wasn't for that phone call, I wouldn't want to take this guy on."

"He hasn't realized the seriousness of the problem until now. I feel that this guy's attitude is more like a 'playing game' than mine."

"I know"

"The danger of confronting the organization should not be borne by him alone."

Bugarati sighed softly:
"That's why I came here specially."

"In that car, there were disguise tools, a large amount of cash, simple equipment for making ID photos, and fake IDs and passports that can be used just by pasting photos."

"Get these things, and we can help Mista escape from this country."

(End of this chapter)