Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 83

"These guys."

Hearing these 'disparaging' whispers, Mista couldn't help clenching her fists tightly.

However, his fist was quickly lowered:

“They are all good people”

Mista sighed with such emotion.

He is just immature and naive yearning for the extraordinary, but he is not stupid.

He could hear that these guys who "talked people behind their backs" were not repelling him, but caring about him.

Because they don't want innocent people to be involved in danger, they will try their best to send themselves away.

Especially Buffalo.
For some reason, Mista could always feel an indescribable tenderness in his voice.

"So, should I go?"

Mista was confused.

He re-examined the whole thing, and began to face up to his mental superficiality and lack of ability.

Indeed, he lacks combat experience and is not proficient in mastering doubles.

Recalling the time when he was fighting Apache, he even gave up thinking because of the fear and panic when he saw the lump of meat hitting him head-on.

"If it's Li Qing, it's Giorno."

"They will definitely remain calm in that situation, and try to fight back, right?"

"but me"

Mista pursed her lips tightly, her heart full of disappointment:
"Actually, with the ability of the sexy pistol, I obviously had a chance to come back at that time."

"But I was like a Frenchman in World War II, scared into surrender before I could resist much."

"Such a weak me."

"Are you really capable of going on?"

The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself, and gradually the brainless enthusiasm faded away, and he became disheartened.

"Mista"

Six little guys named Sexy Pistols, each with a self-aware stand-in, quietly appeared beside Mista, and at the same time cast comforting glances at the lost master.

"What do you think?"

"Am I suitable to be the 'protagonist'?"

Mista chatted with his double in his heart.

"this."

The six little guys looked at each other, hesitated to speak for a while.

In the end, No.6, who was outspoken and cruel, said straight to the point:

"Of course the answer is 'NO'!"

"You didn't even recognize the faces of the six of us, how did you go out and fight such a ferocious enemy?"

"Stupid Mista"

As a substitute born from Mista's consciousness, No.6 pierced the master's fantasy with one bite:

"Reality is not a movie, there is no such thing as an unbeatable protagonist!"

"Forehead"

After being reprimanded by his stand-in, Mista couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

"Okay. I'm really too tender."

"Even if it is a street fire, inexperienced gangsters will not be allowed to play. For a person like me who has never seen any troubles, forcibly joining the team will only hinder him?"

He spoke rational and dejected words, but his body was trembling uncontrollably.

Finally, when he almost pinched the car key in his hand for blood, Mista reluctantly accepted the reality:
"I understand."

"After finishing this matter, I will go abroad to seek refuge."

As he spoke, he took a difficult step and walked slowly towards the underground garage.

It seems that because it is a working day, there are not many customers in the underground garage of the mall.

Mista walked into the underground garage, and all he saw were scattered parked cars, the ceiling covered with various pipes and thick wires, and the whirring high-power exhaust fan.

"no one there?"

"Great"

Mista breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he immediately laughed at himself for the tension in his heart:
"I'm afraid to get a car by myself like this"

"I am so immature, I really don't have the qualifications to be the protagonist."

Mista shook his head helplessly, then settled down to look for the SUV Bugarati mentioned:

"The model is CHEVROLET SUBURBAN GMT400"

"The license plate is FO·444UR"

"The parking space is. No. 4, Area 144, Underground."

"what!!"

He suddenly hugged his head tightly, his face turned pale for a while:
"Why are there so many 4s!"

"Is this God targeting me? It's unlucky, it's unlucky!"

"That's right."

Mista recalled a series of tragedies in which he was robbed, beaten, chased by real meat, bumped by fake meat, and finally forged a death feud with the underworld boss for no reason:

"I've been having bad luck today!"

"If you run to get this car, maybe you will be even more unlucky!"

He muttered incessantly, but his body had already walked honestly to the place where the SUV was parked.

After all, this is his first and last mission after becoming a "just partner".

No matter if it was auspicious or not, Mista wanted to do a good job of this vote before closing.

"Um"

"It should be fine, it should be fine"

He carefully observed the empty underground garage around him, finally took out the key given to him by Bugarati, and walked towards the quietly parked SUV.

However, just when Mista was about to step forward and open the car door.
"Yo?"

A slightly excited voice suddenly sounded: "Is this car yours?"

"who?!"

Mista was taken aback.

"My name is Victor, Victor Axel"

A young man with silver and white hair slowly walked out from behind the thick pillars of the underground garage, with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth:

"Of course you are not familiar with this name."

"However, you should know who I am."

As he said that, the young man named Victor slowly took out a pistol and pointed the muzzle straight at Mista:

"Am I right, Bugarati's companion?"

"What, what?"

Mista swallowed.

Against that extremely bad feeling, he pretended to be stupid with difficulty:

"What are you talking about, who is Bucciarati?"

"Hehe. Stop pretending!"

Victor smiled coldly:
"Do you think the organization can't react just after betraying the organization?"

"You traitors really underestimated the power of the organization."

"Boss has long been wary of your Bugarati team, so he collected all the information about your team in advance."

"10 minutes ago, the boss officially confirmed the defection of the Bugarati team;"

"After that 1 minute, all the information of the Bugarati team has been conveyed to every member of the pro-guards-including the bank statement of Bugarati, the credentials of his private purchase of the car, and his A long payment record for the parking lot.”

"And I haha."

He held the gun tightly, and his smile was more smug:

"I just happen to be good at seeing details."

"Others may first focus on the intelligence about your stand-in capabilities, but I prefer to analyze those inconspicuous information records."

"Sure enough. Bugarati, like other underworld leaders, hid escape tools in advance to prevent accidents."

"Coincidentally, I happened to be in the vicinity of this mall when the analysis came out."

"So, I tried to come over and investigate."

"did not expect"

Victor paused, then looked down at his watch:

"I only waited for 4 minutes, and a big fish really threw itself into the trap."

"what?"

Mista's complexion turned extremely ugly:

"Again, it's 4 damn again!"

"The guy who can analyze the intelligence happens to be near the car hiding place, and I was caught on the spot ten minutes after I got involved with the gang, how can I be so unlucky!"

"really."

"Sure enough, the world is targeting me!"

He was annoyed and annoyed by this extremely bad luck, and for a moment he even forgot his fear.

And Victor did not give Mista time to adjust his mentality:

"Your face did not appear on the intelligence of those traitors, but I know that you must have something to do with Bugarati."

"Let me think."

"The target that the boss asked us to hunt down, the only guy who doesn't have a description of his appearance, is... Gedo Mista!"

He suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked aggressively:

"Mista, you are Mista, right?"

"Although I don't know what you have done, the boss values ​​you very much."

"Your head is worth more than those traitors in Bugarati, and it's even on the same level as the Li Qing who appeared at the beginning."

Victor pulled the trigger without hesitation:
"Thank you, Mista."

"I, Victor, will accept the throne of this cadre!"

(End of this chapter)