Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 248: Mission

On the ground.

Watching Formaggio escaping into the drain, Mista’s expression was extremely complicated.

He did not expect that his opponent could find a glimmer of hope in such a desperate situation, and in such a tragic way.

Aren’t you afraid of being eaten by sewer rats if you do this? That is a way to die that is a hundred times more terrifying than being shot to death!

Mista couldn’t help but be shocked by Formaggio’s cruelty.

After being stunned subconsciously for a while, he finally reacted suddenly:

“Damn it…don’t run!”

Mista immediately pulled the trigger and fired two bullets in succession.

The two team members No. 6 and No. 7 each controlled a bullet, followed the direction in which Holmaggio disappeared, and crashed into the black drainage pipe.

The bullet flew into the drain. In order not to hit the narrow pipe wall, it first had to make a full 90-degree turn.

This rough turning method alone is enough to consume most of the bullet’s kinetic energy.

And when the Sexy Pistols finally adjusted their trajectory, they were greeted by a darkness where they couldn’t even see their fingers.

“Mista, Mista!”

After a quick shuttle, the urgent shouts of the Bullet Riders echoed in Mista’s mind:

“The guy is not in the drain pipe, he has already hidden in the sewer.”

“The light in the sewer is too dark, we can’t lock the target at all!”

“Is there nothing else you can do…”

Mista’s face showed slight helplessness.

He knew that his self-aiming ability actually relied on the “visual guidance” of the Sexy Pistol, and would lose its effectiveness as long as the environment was too dark.

At this moment, Mista’s stand-ins began to nervously remind him in their minds:

“Mista, I, we have shrunk again!”

“If this continues, the bullet will completely lose its power!”

Mista’s shrinkage will cause the items on her body and her own avatar to shrink accordingly.

After being confused, running away, stopping to observe, and shooting to attack, his body has shrunk to about half a meter. The word dwarf is barely used for him.

Now if we shrink it further, the situation will become very bad.

If the enemy shows up to fight him in any way at this time, Mista may not even be able to find a way to hurt his opponent.

“Mista, run!”

“Hurry up and get out of that guy’s reach, and we will be completely safe!”

“Yeah.”

Mista nodded seriously.

While he was deftly loading the empty revolver, he turned around and ran away with his legs.

However, as soon as he took two steps, his legs stopped involuntarily.

“Hey!”

The impatient No.3 couldn’t help but urge in Mista’s ear:

“Why stop? Run away quickly!”

“Ice cream…I haven’t gotten the ice cream yet.”

Mista turned around suddenly.

He looked intensely at the half-tub of ice cream that had fallen to the ground more than ten meters away.

Previously, he was only thinking about how to escape from the enemy’s strange attack, and he had no time to think about the mission he was carrying on this trip:

“I have to go back and bring the half bucket of ice cream.”

“Lee Qing is still waiting for these ice creams to save his life!”

Mista suddenly said with great seriousness.

“Go back to pick up ice cream?”

As one of the rare stand-ins with self-awareness and a very distinctive personality, no.3 is not particularly sympathetic to this idea:

“Mista, didn’t you notice that we are still shrinking?”

“For ice cream or something, let’s wait until we escape from the enemy’s range and get bigger before we come back to get it!”

Its advice is the most reliable and safest.

But Mista did not agree.

Because in addition to considering his own safety, he is also considering the safety of his companions:

“It is certainly safe to run away first, but that will take a lot of time.”

“But what we lack most now is time!”

The shooting range of Little Foot is only 2 meters.

But the range refers to the distance the avatar can move away from the main body, not the range of influence where the avatar’s ability can take effect.

For example, in the “future” where Li Qing does not exist, Hallmaggio escaped into the sewers when he was fighting Naranja. The distance between the two sides was far more than 2 meters, but Naranja’s shrinking state But it was not relieved at all.

Therefore, the range of influence of an ability is sometimes much larger than the range of a substitute, and its specific size is difficult to estimate.

This is like a wifi signal. The signal becomes weaker when you are farther away, and the connection will naturally be interrupted.

The signal connection range that allows the stand-in ability to continue to take effect may be nearly a hundred meters or even hundreds of meters away, and is generally tens of meters away.

Mista vaguely knows this common sense.

That’s why he didn’t want to accept the suggestion of running away first to protect himself:

“Such a long distance, by the time I run out and come back, I don’t know how much time has been wasted.”

“And Li Qing is still trapped in the station – a guy like him who comes and goes is actually trapped. The situation must be more serious than we imagined.”

“Every second I spend on the road will put Li Qing’s life in danger!”

Mista expressed his thoughts so firmly.

At the same time, he also began to change direction and took steps towards the surviving half-tub of ice cream more than ten meters away.

“Mista…”

no.3 is still hesitant to say something.

But Mista said confidently:

“Don’t worry, this matter is not as dangerous as you think.”

“Don’t forget, that guy named Formaggio has already had his knees disabled by me, and now it’s difficult for him to walk.”

“It’s only a short distance of more than ten meters, and it won’t take me more than a few seconds to go back and get it.”

“In such a short period of time, even if he knew that I was going back to get ice cream, how could I let a **** rush ahead of me?”

Hearing this, No.3 closed his mouth with relief.

Because it understood clearly that Mista’s actions were not a foolish act because of the safety of his companions, but a correct decision made after careful consideration:

He is right, Formaggio is now a disabled person.

This guy had just escaped into the sewer in embarrassment, with a rat biting him all over his shoulder.

Even if he was not dead, even if he could move, how could he, who had injured one leg and was still in such a dark and narrow sewer, faster than Mista running on the broad road?

By the time Formaggio limped up to the ground with one leg, Mista had probably already escaped with the ice cream.

If you think about it carefully, the decision he made is actually very safe.

Just like that, Mista moved his legs with all his strength and ran towards the back quickly.

Soon, he finished the ten meters of running safely, then bent down and picked up the half bucket of ice cream.

For Mista, who has now shrunk severely, the ice cream bucket is so big that he almost needs to wrap his arms around it.

Fortunately, Mista has a strong body and a lot of strength. After being shrunk and holding the half bucket of ice cream, he can still walk quickly.

Everything went smoothly and no danger occurred.

The lame Formaggio seemed to be rotting in the sewer, without any movement at all.

So, Mista held the ice cream bucket firmly, turned around quickly, and started running towards the train station.

However, before he ran two meters away, a strange sound sounded in front of him.

The voice came from the manhole cover in front of Mista:

Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak….

Such a chaotic rattle sounded from under the manhole cover.

The voice was filled with eagerness and longing, as if the whole family of rats had gathered in the sewer waiting for their meal.

“Rat? Oh…”

“They must have smelled the ice cream on the ground, so they all gathered here.”

Mista quickly understood the reason for the appearance of these mice:

Rats like to eat sweets and have an extremely sensitive sense of smell.

The half-tub of ice cream had just been spilled on the ground nearby. It was not surprising that the mice would follow the smell and gather under the manhole cover.

“Wait…”

Mista’s expression suddenly changed:

“Mouse…ice cream…”

He suddenly discovered that when calculating the opponent’s movement ability, he seemed to have missed something.

And this omission may bring very serious consequences to him.

Mista is thinking this…

The manhole cover in front of him was suddenly thrown open.

An arm exuding a pungent stench stretched out unexpectedly.

Mista couldn’t react in time, and in an instant, a calf was grabbed by this big hand.

Then he saw the ferocious face of Formaggio:

“Hahahaha…”

“I knew it, I knew you would come back here to get ice cream!”

“Because we are the same kind of people, the kind of men who will complete their ‘mission’ no matter what!”

Formaggio squeezed Mista’s leg tightly:

“It’s a pity, Mista…”

“The person who must complete the mission now is me, Formaggio!”