Lee Sin’s Bizzare Adventure Chapter 47: The substitute awakens

Gedo Mista was born in an ordinary village in the countryside of Naples.

Unlike his peers who were young and high-spirited and struggled endlessly, this young man who grew up bathing in the warm sea breeze of the Mediterranean has longed for a comfortable and leisurely life since he was a child.

Mista has also implemented this ideal very well:

He stopped going to school after graduating from junior high school, and instead wandered the streets of Naples enjoying life.

He enjoys the act of sleeping and watching the sway of tree branches or clouds in the sun.

He enjoys the aroma of wine and tasting delicious cheese.

Whenever I see a beautiful sister, I will approach her and talk to her even if I get scolded.

When I don’t have pocket money, I go back to the movie theater and beat up those guys who line up and scold Clint Eastwood, and then take their money

Of course, the above description is entirely a literary version of "Little True Luck" written from Mista's own perspective.

From the perspective of other people, especially the villagers in my hometown who use Mista as a negative teaching material to educate their children:

Gedo Mista is basically an incompetent dropout, an idle gangster, a gangster who molests women, a gangster who robs and fights, and a piece of unrecyclable wet garbage.

If he keeps going like this, sooner or later he will become the kind of loser who relies on government relief and works in the gang to make ends meet...

But

Even Mista, such a despised gangster, knows what is right and what is wrong, what is justice and what is evil.

Although the bald man named Li Qing robbed him of two motorcycles and a mobile phone, he also punched him in the face when he subconsciously pulled out a gun to fight back, causing him to lie down on the road. It took me ten minutes to wake up

But Mista knew that Li Qing was just.

After all, Li Qing risked his life to save his life from that terrifying piece of meat, and fearlessly sealed the piece of meat underground, saving the city in danger.

So

When the tall man with silver hair draped over his shoulders, chest muscles exposed, and a coquettish standing posture, who looked like a gangster at first glance, came up to ask about Li Qing's whereabouts, Mista instinctively, subconsciously, and without thinking He chose to help Li Qing cover up.

"No, I haven't seen it."

Without even thinking about the consequences of lying in front of the bad guys, Mista did not hesitate to side with the man who had just snatched him away not long ago.

This clumsy lie seemed to have deceived the other party, and the bad guy turned around and left without further entanglement.

It was only then that Mista had time to think:

"The bald man said that his current situation is very dangerous."

"Sure enough, someone came to investigate his whereabouts so quickly."

"That is to say"

"Is the man in front of me the same as the piece of meat from before?"

Reminiscent of the piece of meat that wreaked havoc in the city not long ago and almost choked him to death, Mista directly regarded the silver-haired man in front of him as an anti-human terrorist who did everything he could.

There was even more disgust in his eyes.

But at this moment, the silver-haired man suddenly stopped leaving and walked back slowly.

"What are you doing here again?" Mista asked guiltily.

"That"

Apaki quietly moved closer to Mista:

"I just want to ask"

"What is this?"

As he spoke, he ordered Melancholy Blues to stretch out its blue palm in front of Mista, and stretched out a few fingers at random.

"Four."

Mista answered subconsciously.

"You can really see it!"

Apaji's expression changed and he immediately confirmed the identity of Mista's substitute messenger.

The stand-in is not a common commodity that can be seen casually. The stand-in in front of him appears in a sensitive place at a sensitive time and is obviously helping Li Qing cover his whereabouts. He is most likely an enemy of the organization.

So, he immediately stepped forward and launched a violent attack, hitting Mista's vulnerable waist and abdomen with a powerful and heavy elbow.

Although his stand Melancholy Blues is not a combat stand who is good at fighting, Apache is a combat stand with a strong physique and perfect physical skills.

Apaji exerted 100% of his strength, and hit Mista with a single blow, causing the blood and energy to surge in Mista's body.

He instinctively bent down while holding his stomach that had been hit so hard. His skin was congested and red due to the severe pain, and he looked like a cooked prawn:

"What are you doing?!"

Mista let out a low growl of pain with difficulty.

And Apache showed no mercy.

He knew that he could not slack off at all when dealing with the substitute user, otherwise, if the other party used some terrible substitute ability, the situation would be reversed in an instant.

As a result, Apache completely ignored Mista's scream, which was vaguely begging for mercy, and just took advantage of the other party's pain to slash out a hand knife and hit the vital part of the back of his neck.

"Ah!"

Mista let out a cry of pain, and his body crouched deeper.

“You didn’t faint?”

"This guy has a really good physique"

Apaji was slightly surprised, and even more fearful in his heart.

He immediately bent his knees to press Mista's back from behind, pressed Mista's neck down with one hand, and held Mista's arm back with the other hand, using a standard police grappling technique to kill the opponent. He was pinned to the ground.

Mista's head was firmly pressed to the ground, one hand was tightly tied behind his back by Apache, and the other hand was firmly pressed below by his own body. There is no way to fight back.

At the same time, the silver-haired man pressing on him continued to increase his strength, using his palms to compress the nerves and blood vessels in his neck.

Obviously, the other party had no intention of talking to him, but wanted to directly beat him into a coma.

"No"

"This guy is the kind of anti-human terrorist I must not fall into their hands!"

Mista relied on his inhumanly strong physique to stay awake with difficulty.

He tried his best to move the palm that was firmly pressed by his body, and fumbled to hold the revolver slung around his waist.

"Can you still move?"

Apache was even more surprised:

The enemy suffered heavy blows without losing consciousness, but he did not summon a substitute to fight back.

Could it be that his stand-in ability is because he has a "very muscular body"? ?

Apaki was puzzled, so he increased the force on his hands, trying to knock Mista unconscious in one breath.

His stand-in is not good at combat. If a close-up sneak attack fails to make the opponent lose the ability to resist, the next situation will be very unfavorable for him.

"Uh-huh"

Mista groaned in pain, and his consciousness gradually became blurred due to insufficient blood supply to the brain.

And the revolver he finally held was firmly stuck under him due to the heavy pressure coming from his body.

No matter how hard Mista struggled and how hard he tried, he could not move the hand holding the gun out from under his body, let alone point the muzzle of the gun at the bad guy behind him.

"Damn"

Mista is a little desperate:

"I can't move at all and there is no hope of fighting back!"

In this despair, his consciousness became even more blurred.

At this moment, perhaps because his brain was confused, several strange and clear voices suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Mista"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot? What kind of gun did you shoot?" Mista replied in a daze in his mind: "The muzzle of the gun is not accurate, how can you hit someone with a gun?"

"It's okay"

"Trust us, Mista!"

In a daze, Mista only felt that there were six "little people" flying around in front of his eyes:

They are only about the size of a bullet, and their appearance is yellow and looks like a bullet, but they have hands, feet, a head, a face, a nose and a mouth, and even the expressions on their faces are so vivid and natural.

"Mista, shoot!"

They were flying up and down in front of Mista's eyes, urging in unison:

"You can hit the target without aiming because"

"Bullets can bend!"

ps: avatar panel

Stand-in name "Sexy Pistols"

Original Gedo Mista

Destructive power: e

Speed: c

Range distance: the flight distance of the bullet

Sustainability: a

Movement precision: a

Growthability: b

Ability: Can control the trajectory of bullets after they are launched, and can act as a stand-in like a villain. You can ride on bullets to change direction, and use kicks to quickly change trajectories. Combining multiple powers can split bullets and hit multiple targets.

A team of 6 people, everyone has self-awareness. The numbers range from no.1 to no.7. Due to Mista's own insistence, there is no no.4.