Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 246: Methods of escape

The ants on the road are still marching in formation diligently.

The rats at the drain are grinning at their prey with excitement.

But before the buttercream frosting on Formaggio could attract ants and mice, it attracted fatal bullets to him.

"There!"

"Mista, the enemy is under the tree!"

no.1 A high-pitched shout exploded in the air.

The first bullet it rode was the reconnaissance cavalry dispatched by Mista. At this moment, more than half of the energy was consumed during the reconnaissance process, and it was unable to turn around and attack.

However, under the urgent and timely reminder from No. 1, Mista, who had been ready to go, quickly pulled the trigger.

Bang, bang, two gunshots were fired, and the second and third bullets began to embark on their journey with the goal of Formaggio's life.

They split into the air in the firelight, and under the control of those "bullet knights", they drew two gorgeous spiral arcs in mid-air.

The two smoke-filled arcs quickly merged into a ball in the spiral, as if the two bullets had condensed into a sharp blade, and they struck at Holmaggio with such fierceness.

"Oops!"

Formaggio's face was extremely ugly.

He didn’t expect that the little kid with no sentience could discover his traces so quickly, putting him in an extremely dangerous situation:

Now Mista's figure has indeed shrunk to the point where he is no different from a child, but shrinking to this extent does not completely make the gun in his hand lose its fatal power.

In other words, as long as Holmaggio gets bigger now, his huge body will become an extremely conspicuous target.

And if he doesn’t grow bigger, he’s looking for death!

The Sex Pistols' ability is almost perfect. As long as the traces are exposed, there is no guarantee that Holmaggio will be able to escape the bullets no matter how small he is.

And if he used such a small body to catch Mista's bullet, his death would probably be very ugly.

"There is no other way"

There is no choice at all.

Now Holmaggio can only restore his body shape to its original shape, and try to withstand Mista's attack with a stronger and more resistant body.

So, he immediately dodged out from behind the tree trunk, and then jumped from the curb in front of him.

Like Da Gu who had taken out the divine light rod, Holmaggio's figure instantly expanded into a "giant" dozens of times taller, and then landed steadily on the road ahead.

Looking at this "monster" who suddenly turned into a tall man, the mice, who could barely hold back, suddenly shrank their heads nervously.

If it weren't for the fact that the sweet smell on Formaggio's body became stronger and more attractive as he grew bigger, these timid guys would probably have fled away.

And now, of course, Formaggio is no longer in the mood to be wary of these rats that are drooling at him.

What he was more worried about was Mista's bullet.

Just the moment he grew bigger, the two bullets were already whizzing over.

Because Holmaggio's figure suddenly grew larger, the bullet lost its original target, and the previously set trajectory was also slightly out of order.

The bullets that were originally aimed at the small head of Hallmaggio hit the leg of the enlarged Hallmaggio unpreparedly.

Formaggio's body, which had just stood firm, suddenly trembled violently.

After Mista's size shrunk, these bullets that were also shrunk in proportion were actually no longer that powerful.

The feeling of the bullet entering the body was like a thin needle being suddenly driven into the body. If it had not hit vital points such as the brain and heart, it might not have been able to kill the person at all.

If it was just a hit on the leg, it would be an insignificant injury.

However, the fatal thing is

The part where Formaggio was hit by the bullet was not his rough and fleshy thigh, nor his muscled calf, but one of the most important joints supporting the body, the knee.

His left knee was shot twice, and a hole was dug out of the vital joint cartilage.

The damaged knee could no longer support the weight of the entire person, and his entire body was falling to the side uncontrollably.

"Damn it, we're in big trouble now!"

Formaggio finally held back the pain and stabilized his figure, but his face was as pale as a dead man:

It really rained all night when the house was leaking.

He originally wanted to grow bigger and use his nimbleness to roll and dodge, trying to see if he could protect himself from death.

As long as he doesn't die, even if he is seriously injured, as long as he can survive until Mista's body shrinks further, he still has a chance to make a comeback.

But now, just in the first wave of attacks, he had already injured his vital knee.

With damaged joints, it was difficult for him to even walk, let alone move around.

Without a pair of good legs, Formaggio lost most of his mobility and the ability to save his life in front of Mista.

And Mista is obviously aware of this.

The two bullets had just succeeded in carving out a small piece of blood foam, and he immediately raised his gun decisively and pointed it at the enlarged Formaggio.

The gun will go off soon, bringing death with it.

Formaggio is now unable to move or dodge. Even if he can barely protect his vitals with his hands, he will definitely die quickly from those bullets that are as flexible as birds.

The winner, who had been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai until now, was caught off guard and thrown into a desperate situation.

"You didn't expect that?"

"The innocent brat you look down on is going to win!"

Mista's finger gently pulled back the trigger.

The fourth bullet is about to roar.

At this moment, time seems to have frozen.

"Yes"

"I really didn't expect it."

Formaggio, who was in desperate situation, said with emotion:

"You can still push me to this point even though you have no ability to perceive. Your strength is indeed worthy of respect."

"I underestimated you before, which was indeed an unforgivable mistake."

The advantages in intelligence, ability, superiority in character, and the excessive smoothness of the battle all made the former Holmaggio unknowingly make the mistake of despising the enemy.

Now, this contempt has long disappeared from his eyes.

Instead, there is a firm, serious, and sharp gaze:

"I won't make this kind of mistake again!"

"What?"

In this almost stagnant time, Mista faintly noticed something was wrong:

Because there was no fear in Formaggio's expression, nor was there any unwillingness to fail or die.

Everywhere on that tough facial line was written with determination, as if he still had some way to escape.

Is this method really possible?

Just as the former Formaggio couldn’t figure out Mista’s method of perception, now Mista can’t understand the method of Formaggio’s escape:

His knees were obviously damaged, could he still run?

Is it going to be smaller?

Getting smaller won’t cure your leg injury!

Wouldn't it be even more difficult to escape when the big **** becomes a little cripple?

In this flash of lightning, Mista couldn't help but imagine all kinds of impossible possibilities.

Finally, the trigger was pulled.

With Mista's nervousness and doubts, the fourth bullet roared out.

Before the fire had time to bloom, Formaggio had already given the answer to Mista's question:

"Littlefeet!"

At this moment, his body that had just returned to normal size suddenly became smaller again.

"Remember it, Mista"

"My name is Formaggio!"

Formaggio finally announced his name to his opponent with a wild roar.

But this roar sounds like it is not just about venting emotions and expressing will

Vaintly, it seemed as if he was deliberately provoking someone with his voice.

Amid this roar, Formaggio shrank to the size of a finger again.

He was covered in ice cream frosting, and now he was so small that he looked like a talking ice cream cone.

Then, at this moment

Before the bullet had time to fly over, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the drainage outlet next to it.

The black figure jumped to Formaggio's side in an instant, biting through the cream man's shoulder in one bite.

"This is a mouse?!"

Mista felt an unspeakable shock:

"He actually shrunk himself to serve as bait, deliberately attracting mice to come and take him away!"

Rats are cautious by nature. They cannot eat safely in places where humans are present. Instead, they will instinctively bring the food they find back to a safe area.

So, after taking the "food" into his mouth at lightning speed, the mouse immediately turned around and jumped out.

The sound of Formaggio's soft cry of pain as he was bitten by rat teeth echoed faintly around him.

But his figure had already followed the black shadow, and he jumped into the drainage outlet before the bullets came after him.

Formaggio survived.

Mista knew that he was in big trouble.

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