Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

These guys.

Hearing these derogatory whispers, Mista couldn't help but clenched his fists tightly.

However, his fist quickly dropped:

“They are all good people.”

Mista sighed with emotion.

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

He could tell that these guys who were talking bad about people behind their backs were not rejecting him, but caring about him.

Because they don't want innocent people to be involved in danger, they will find ways to send themselves away.

Especially Bucciarati.

Somehow, 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 shallow mentality and lack of ability.

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

Recalling that when he was fighting Apache, he even gave up thinking out of fear and panic when he saw the piece of meat hitting him.

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

They must have remained calm in that situation and found a way to fight back, right?

but me

Mista pursed her lips tightly, feeling full of disappointment:

Actually, with the ability of the Sex Pistols, I clearly had a chance to make a comeback.

But I was like the Frenchman in World War II. I was frightened into surrendering before I even put up much resistance.

Such a weak me.

Do you really have the ability to go on?

The more he thought about it, the more he blamed himself. Gradually, his mindless enthusiasm faded away, and he became disheartened.

Mista

Six little guys named Sex Pistols, each with their own self-awareness, quietly appeared next to Mista, and at the same time cast comforting glances at the lost master.

What do you think?

Am I suitable to be this 'protagonist'?

Mista chatted with his substitute in his mind.

this.

The six little guys looked at each other and hesitated for a while.

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

The answer is of course 'NO'!

You don't even recognize the faces of the six of us, how come you go out to fight with such a ferocious enemy?

Idiot Mista

As a stand-in born from Mista's consciousness, No.6 shattered his master's illusions with one bite:

Reality is not a movie, the protagonist who cannot be killed does not exist at all!

Forehead

Being scolded by his stand-in, Mista couldn't help but look a little embarrassed.

Okay. I am indeed too young.

Even if there is a street gang, inexperienced gangsters will not be allowed to join the team. For someone like me who has never seen any troubles, forcing myself to join the team will only hinder it, right?

He was speaking rational and depressing words, but his body was shaking uncontrollably.

Finally, when he almost pinched the car key in his hand until it was bloody, Mista reluctantly accepted the reality:

I see.

After I finish this matter, I will take refuge abroad.

As he spoke, he took steps with difficulty and walked slowly towards the underground garage.

It seemed that because it was a working day, there were not many customers in the underground garage of the mall.

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

no one there?

Very good

Mista suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he immediately laughed at himself for the nervousness in his heart:

“I’m so scared to pick up a car alone”

As immature as I am, I'm really not qualified to be the protagonist.

Mista shook his head helplessly, then made up his mind to find the SUV Bucciarati mentioned:

The model is Chevrolet SUBURBAN GMT400

The license plate is FO·444UR

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

ah!!

He suddenly hugged his head tightly and his face turned pale:

Why are there so many 4's!

Is this God targeting me? It's so unlucky!

That's right.

Mista thought back to the series of tragedies in which he was robbed, beaten, chased by a real piece of meat, hit by a fake piece of meat, and finally ended up inexplicably forming a deadly feud with a gangster:

I've been having bad luck today!

If you run to pick up this car, you might be even more unlucky!

He was mumbling nonchalantly, but his body had already honestly walked to where the SUV was parked.

After all, this is his first and last mission after becoming a partner of justice.

Regardless of whether it was good or bad, Mista wanted to do this well before calling it a day.

Um

It should be fine, it should be fine

He carefully observed the empty underground garage around him, and finally took out the key Bucciarati gave him 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 startled.

My name is Victor, Victor Axel

A young man with silvery white hair slowly walked out from behind the thick pillar of the underground garage, with a dangerous smile on his face:

Of course you are not familiar with this name.

But you should know who I am.

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

Am I right, Bucciarati's companion?

W-what?

Mista swallowed.

He faced the extremely unpleasant feeling and pretended to be stupid with difficulty:

What are you talking about? Who is Bucciarati?

Haha. Stop pretending!

Victor smiled coldly:

Do you think that just because you betrayed the organization, the organization won't be able to react?

You traitors have really underestimated the power of the organization.

The boss has been wary of your Bucciarati team for a long time, so he collected all the information about your team in advance.

Ten minutes ago, the boss officially confirmed the defection of the Bucciarati team;

In that minute, all the information about Bucciarati's team had been conveyed to every member of the Guards - including Bucciarati's bank statements, his private purchase of cars, and his business in this company. Parking lot payment records over time.”

And I haha.

He held the gun tightly, and his smile became more proud:

I happen to be good at observing details.

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

Sure enough, Bucciarati, like other gang leaders, hid escape tools in advance to prevent accidents.

Unfortunately, I happened to be near this mall when I figured this out.

So, I tried to come over and investigate.

did not expect

Victor paused and looked down at his watch:

I only waited four minutes, and a big fish actually threw itself into the net.

What?

Mista's expression was extremely ugly:

Again, another 4 damn!

The guy who can analyze the information happened to be near the hiding place of the car, and I was caught red-handed ten minutes after I got into trouble with the gang. How can I be so unlucky?

really.

Sure enough, the world is targeting me!

He was so angry and annoyed by this extremely bad luck that he even forgot about fear for a moment.

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

Your face does not appear on the personnel information of those traitors, but I know that you must be related to Bucciarati.

Let me think.

The only target the boss asked us to chase without a physical description is Gedo Mista!

He suppressed his inner excitement and asked aggressively:

Mista, you are Mista, right?

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

Your head is more valuable than those traitors in Bucciarati, and is 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 take over the position of cadre!