The Robbed Dark Emperor

Diavolo slowly awoke from his coma.

After experiencing that bottomless darkness, at this moment, he didn't even know if he was in hell or on earth.

His head was throbbing, and he was still quite disoriented.

The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes seemed to be a round, slippery head.

"Where am I? Am I still alive?"

A series of questions remained unanswered, but then an urgent call rang in his ears:

"Wake up, Diavolo!"

"Diavolo, wake up!"

Who's calling me?

Diavolo tried to answer, still half-asleep.

But Diavolo forgot that the "operating system" set up by default for his body was not him, but his second personality, Tonio.

"Diavolo? Who... who are you calling?"

Tonio, rubbing his throbbing head, replied groggily:

"My name is Tonio, not Diavolo."

"Kindness?"

Li Qing was slightly taken aback, and unconsciously moved the muzzle of the gun in his hand a little further away from the other person's head.

A piece of clothing cannot fully explain one's identity. Some people may simply like outlandish clothes and are not necessarily Stand User.

Moreover, Li Qing himself knew that his conjecture was purely a conjecture.

In order to prevent his "persecution complex" from harming innocent people, he did not shoot directly, but tried his best to wake the man from his coma by calling out to him.

People often subconsciously respond to others' calls when they are still groggy after waking up.

Therefore, if that guy has any subconscious reaction to the name "Diavolo" after being woken up, Li Qing will immediately blow his head off.

However, the name the other person instinctively gave upon waking up was...

"Tonio?"

Li Qing cautiously asked again, "Is your name Tonio?"

"No, that's right."

Tonio rubbed his eyes and looked up to see a pistol pointed directly at his head:

"Aaaaaaah!!"

He cowered back in panic, like a frightened kitten. "Don't kill me!"

"Hmm"

After thinking about it, Li Qing finally put the gun away.

He had confirmed that the guy in front of him named Tonio was not Diavolo.

Because the two sounds are completely different:

Tonio's voice is very young, sounding like an 18-year-old high school student.

The weak, powerless, and panicked tone that Diablo just spoke was definitely not Diavolo could produce.

"Don't be afraid."

Li Qing comforted him gently, "I'm not a bad person."

"I'll take you to see a doctor later, you can stay with me for now!"

"I," Tonio, timidly hesitated to speak.

But Diavolo, lurking behind this second personality, was already roaring inwardly with barely suppressed rage:

"What's going on?! What happened? Did this bald guy save me?"

"Wait! This is an opportunity!"

Diavolo instinctively wanted to kill Li Qing Sin.

Then, glancing briefly through the eyes controlled by Tonio, he immediately saw the despairingly full health bar above Li Qing's head:

"It's full! His health is actually full!"

"Damn it! Is this guy invincible?!"

Diavolo cursed in his mind.

He is now seriously injured and can only barely hold on for a few seconds at most; while for Li Qing, who is at full health, even taking one or two "fatal" blows is no big deal.

If a fight really breaks out, he'll probably be the one who dies in the end.

While Diavolo was pondering how to deal with Li Qing, Li Qing first cast his malevolent, lifeless gaze at him.

To be precise, it was his bulging trouser pockets:

"Tonio, is that a cell phone in your pocket?"

"Here, let me borrow it for a moment."

Li Qing unceremoniously reached into Tonio's trouser pocket.

"No, no!"

Under Diavolo's covert instigation, Tonio hurriedly clutched his pocket:

That contained the cell phone he usually used to contact his organization's cadres and Royal Guard.

If one of his subordinates happened to call at that moment and Li Qing answered, not only would his identity be exposed on the spot, but he might also be beaten to death by Li Qing on the spot because he was seriously injured.

"No?"

Li Qing was somewhat displeased:

"I'm lending you my phone so I can call a 'doctor' for you."

"What, don't you want to recover quickly?"

Diavolo certainly wanted to recover as soon as possible, but he didn't want to stay by Li Qing's side any longer, and he certainly didn't want to encounter any more of Li Qing's companions while he was seriously injured.

No, that's not necessary.

Tonio had no choice but to continue following Diavolo's instructions, speaking cautiously:

"I'm actually fine now, you can just drop me off on the road, you don't need to treat me."

"Oh?"

"You'd rather not receive treatment than not get away from me as soon as possible. What, do you have some kind of hostility towards me?"

Li Qing narrowed his eyes in displeasure:

"Speaking of which, you're so young, why are you dressed so indecently?"

"I'm afraid he's not a good person, is he?"

"I"

Diavolo felt a chill run down his spine.

Fearing that Li Qing would see something from him, he could only manipulate Tonio and say meekly:

"I just like dressing like this. It's a personal preference, nothing more."

"If you want your phone, just take it."

Diavolo endured the humiliation and made Tonio obediently hand over his phone.

Li Qing accepted the phone without hesitation, then walked aside and quickly dialed Bucciarati's number.

The teammates who had been separated for a long time finally reconnected.

After some communication, Li Qing quickly determined the meeting place with his companions:

"Dealing with that Meat Mountain is our top priority now. Let's head straight to the vicinity of that Meat Mountain and meet up there."

"After we reunite, we'll hurry up and send that monster into the sea."

Oh, and one more thing.

After finishing the call, Li Qing immediately and swiftly returned to the driver's seat.

As he fastened his seatbelt, he spoke to Tonio in the back without turning his head:

"You come with me first."

"I promised to cure you when I borrowed the car, so I will never leave you alone on the road."

"Oh"

Tonio cautiously responded.

Then, urged on by the voice in his head, he mustered his courage and tentatively asked:

"Excuse me, sir, could you please give me back my phone?"

"Kindness?"

Li Qing turned around, revealing his pistol with a friendly expression. "You mean this?"

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Tonio shrank back and dared not speak again.

Diavolo, meanwhile, was cursing wildly in his mind:

Damn it!

I, the mighty Dark Emperor, have been robbed!

Hateful

Once I recover, I will definitely...

Before he could finish speaking, Diavolo felt a large hand on his forehead.

Li Qing stroked Tonio's thick, smooth pink hair with great emotion, the movement as gentle as a father playing with his son, or an owner walking a cat or dog.

"Don't be afraid, I'm really not a bad person."

"Once my friend arrives and heals your injuries, you can leave healthy and well."

Damn it!

I, the mighty Dark Emperor, had my hair pulled out!

Hateful

Once I recover, I will definitely...

Diavolo roared inwardly, but in the end, he let Tonio say the last thing:

"Thank you, brother."