March 28, at 6 a.m., Venice.

Li Qing finally ushered in his third morning in this world.

The dawn gradually lit up the sky, and the azure blue sea was quietly covered with a layer of dreamy golden veil.

Countless residents and tourists were busy walking through the ancient streets in the morning mist. This world-famous ancient water city gradually revealed its ever-lasting prosperity after a night of silence.

But Li Qing and others certainly don’t have the interest to appreciate such excitement now.

This popular busy morning in Venice will only make them feel bad when they have just driven thousands of miles to the gate of Venice-Ben Island Railway Station:

“There are too many people.”

Everyone frowned slightly at the same time.

This railway station is likely to become a battlefield, and the fewer innocent civilians near the battlefield, the better.

Not to mention, using civilians as shields and hiding their bodies by relying on the sea of ​​people is the best way for the substitutes in the organization.

Every passerby passing by may start attacking him in the next second.

And, worse:

Just as the time was approaching 6 o'clock in the trailer, Li Qing and others urgently needed the intelligence support of the science and technology team, the various surveillance cameras in the railway station also used their traditional camera industry to take pictures clearly and they would be broken at critical moments.

Obviously, someone intentionally did this.

The current Venice Railway Station has been separated from the surveillance of the technology team.

Li Qing and others naturally didn't know who had entered the railway station during this period, and what the other party arranged in the railway station.

"The other party obviously knows that the technology team is on our side now, so that should be Diapolo's people."

"The destruction of surveillance should be to arrange the so-called 'treasure clue' without being discovered by us, or

Bugalati habitually analyzed the enemy's intentions:

“Give us a trap.”

Diapolo's past is too mysterious, and no one knows whether he has any other combat power hidden.

If he had available stand-in messengers under his command, then this time the Venetian treasure is likely to be a trap targeting them.

"That's the case"

Li Qing took the initiative to stand up:

"Let me go in and explore the way alone."

"Are you alone?"

Jotaro and Porunarev couldn't help but look at each other slightly:

At this time, it is not a wise move to separate from the large army and act alone.

"Yes, just let me go in alone."

"You two may not know me yet. What I am the least afraid of is 'living'."

Li Qing smiled confidently.

He immediately turned on the data mode, and the muscles cast by steel were tensed in an instant, and his hands suddenly clenched into a pair of diamond-like hard fists.

Just a grasp out of thin air even caused two faint sounds of air.

"This power"

"It's no longer like a human being."

A sudden surprise flashed in Jotaro and Porunaref's eyes:

If Li Qing hadn't been bathing in the sunbathing without any damage, they would have doubted whether the guy in front of him was a clean vampire remnant.

Or has this bald man practiced ripples?

Others have long been used to Li Qing's superhuman performance.

Even if Li Qing said that his superpowers were actually not substitute abilities, but the mysterious Dragon Kingdom Kung Fu, they reluctantly believed them.

It doesn’t matter how abilities come about, it’s easy to use.

Li Qing will not be injured or disabled, and has a displacement ability of up to 300 meters. He is really the best candidate to be a pioneer in the pathfinding.

Just like last time in the pig farm, if Li Qing hadn't explored the way first, they would have all been ambushed by the enemy.

This time, the same goes for the same.

The rushing forward can indeed take care of each other, but there is also the risk of being taken over by the enemy.

"Since that's the case"

Everyone quickly agreed to Li Qing’s plan:

"We are waiting for you in the parking lot outside, and keep in touch with your phone at any time."

"If something happens, you can use your ability to come out quickly."

Li Qing nodded.

He then dialed Giorno's number and put his phone in his shirt pocket.

"I've gone in."

Following the crowds of people, Li Qing walked into the train station

Station, waiting hall.

Two hurried figures walked quickly in the crowd.

The man in the lead is tall and upright, with a tough and handsome appearance, wearing a decent double-breasted suit and having mature and stylish short blonde hair.

He walked in a hurry, but there was no hurricane in his purple pupils.

The gaze was as calm as water, which made the man's temperament look as calm and deep as a rock.

"Brother Prostheus"

"He, haven't the others come yet?"

Another person who was walking with him carefully shouted out the name of the leader.

This follower actually has a tall and straight body, and also has a big waist and a round face. He looks like he has the talent to be a gangster bully at first sight.

However, at this moment, he was following Prosthet, always hunched his neck nervously, hunched over, and even unconsciously played with his fingers that he didn't know where to put.

This timid attitude, coupled with his straight neck as thick as a corn cob and green hair like a cabbage, looks extremely funny.

"Bacey."

Prosot glanced at his younger brother with some dissatisfaction:

"I've said it."

"Boss and the others will arrive later, and now we can only rely on the two of us."

The assassination team was already scattered around the world to carry out missions, and it was only in the middle of the night that I temporarily decided to march into Venice. It is of course not easy to get all the members at dawn today.

Therefore, as time was about to reach the agreed 6 o'clock, the only members who could arrive at the scene were Prostus and Bessi, who were originally close to Venice.

"Only, are there two of us?"

Bessi swallowed in a bad mood.

This rookie who had just entered the assassination group for less than two months was obviously not as calm as his elder brother.

In fact, his performance is not as good as that of ordinary mafia members:

"You're scared."

"Your heart is running away, so your eyes have no strength."

"Bacey"

Prosult's eyes were as cold as a blade:

"You can't fight like this."

"If you want to escape, I will not stop you now."

"I"

Bescy's face changed a little red.

He was stalking his thick neck, and the fat on his chin trembled slightly in excitement.

And under the fierce psychological struggle, Bessi's final decision was:

"I, I want to stay."

"Brother is here, I want to be here too."

"very good"

"I hope to see you grow, Bessi."
To be continued...