Smiling in the Face of Misfortune
Li Qing's second attempt to escape also failed.
He wasn't truly invisible, and the so-called shadowy figure was nothing more than an incompetent ally who would betray his teammates the moment the light shone upon him.
Sandro fired a shot casually, and the muzzle flash revealed Li Qing's position.
Even that bullet wasn't wasted; it followed the inevitable doom and slammed heavily into Li Qing's head.
Li Qing staggered, his escape steps faltering.
Damn it!
A fit of angry cursing came from the darkness.
That seemed to be Li Qing's desperate sigh after his hopes were dashed.
His brain was pierced by a steel bar, he endured several bullets, and now he's been blown in the head again by a bullet falling from the sky.
The enemy didn't even have to exert much effort before his health was reduced to less than half.
Sandro gave Li Qing no chance to catch his breath.
Upon hearing Li Qing's feeble yet indignant shouts, he immediately began to approach Li Qing, following the sound while intermittently firing his pistol to provide illumination.
The firelight exposed Li Qing's true nature.
The bullet pierced Li Qing's body without any doubt.
Because of Li Qing's misfortune, he didn't even need to aim; his mystical marksmanship would automatically become infallible.
If Li Qing doesn't dodge, the bullet will hit him squarely.
If he tries to dodge, the bullet will miss precisely.
In short, no matter what Li Qing does now, he'll get shot.
"I told you, resistance is useless!"
Sandro roared as he approached.
At this point, Li Qing's health had already dropped to only 20% amidst the unavoidable hail of bullets.
In such a desperate situation, he seemed to have given up completely.
He stopped running away and stopped struggling.
Li Qing just stood there blankly, even turning around to look at Sandro.
"Snort"
"So you finally understand the current situation?"
Sandro stood in front of Li Qing with a smile.
Because the night was too dark and visibility was greatly obstructed, he had to move to a position where he was only two meters away from Li Qing in order to make sure he could keep the target in sight.
The two sides were very close, but that was exactly what Sandro wanted:
Anyway, Li Qing can't hurt him, but he can ensure that he can confirm Li Qing's location in real time.
"To be honest"
"I have never experienced such a long battle before."
Sandro raised his gun again, uttering words of "praise":
"You really have to thank your strange Stand ability for surviving so long despite all the bad luck you've had."
"However, it's all time to end this."
"Let me end your misfortune!"
Li Qing still did not dodge or run away.
He just stood there, and then suddenly smiled at Sandro:
"Haha. You call this 'misfortune'?"
"It seems you have no idea what true misfortune is."
"What?" Sandro frowned, immediately sensing that something was wrong.
But it's too late now.
The moment Li Qing spoke, the flow of time seemed to slow down infinitely.
Sandro could do nothing but listen quietly as Li Qing uttered those words that symbolized victory:
"The most terrifying thing in life is never misfortune."
"The scariest thing is that you never know when misfortune will strike."
"Life is like a box of chocolates with a ton of shit in it, you never know what you're gonna get."
"And if this box is full of dung hehe."
Li Qing smiled and said meaningfully:
"Although it doesn't taste good, it actually means..."
"The future can be completely 'predicted'!"
Upon hearing this, Sandro's pupils constricted involuntarily:
He suddenly remembered the telephone pole that had just fallen.
He had initially thought that Li Qing had simply used the accidental collapse of the telephone pole to disappear into the darkness, but now, upon reflection, he realized that the collapse of the telephone pole was, in a sense, caused by Li Qing's deliberate approach.
And Li Qing happened to be talking about this:
"Misfortune will certainly bring me bad luck, but it cannot conjure bullets, steel bars, or banana peels out of thin air."
"If it wants to bring me to my doom, it must use the terrain and objects around me to launch an attack."
"For example, that telephone pole just now."
"I had already confirmed before I got there that there was no debris on the ground, the ground was solid soil, there were no walls or trees nearby, only a utility pole."
"If they want to bring me bad luck, then damn misfortune can only take advantage of it."
"You did this on purpose."
"You deliberately ran that way and used 'bad luck' to cut off the power to the construction site!"
Sandro suddenly understood everything.
He had never encountered an enemy who could withstand misfortune for long before, so he had never realized one fact:
Being plagued by misfortune is a negative passive condition.
At the same time, it is also an "active skill".
Wherever Li Qing carries this bad luck, something Li Qing will inevitably happen there.
At the same time, Li Qing also happens to possess superhuman perceptual abilities.
After perceiving and analyzing the surrounding terrain and objects, he can accurately predict what will happen when he arrives at a certain place.
"You'll slip on a banana peel."
"If there is space underground, it will collapse."
"You'll get hit if you get close to the utility pole."
"These are all misfortunes, but at the same time, they are also a predictable future."
"Predictable things are not frightening; I can even use them to my advantage: to topple telephone poles, to cut off the power, to bring darkness."
Li Qing said this in a calm tone:
"That darkness wasn't actually meant to conceal my form, but rather to block your view."
"Your attention was entirely focused on confirming my location, so naturally you couldn't pay attention to the terrain and environment that were now completely shrouded in darkness."
"Therefore, you cannot detect the crisis lurking around us right now—"
"This crisis will not only devour me, but it will also devour you."
Upon hearing this, Sandro had a vague idea of what Li Qing was about to do.
His instinct was to escape.
He even considered disabling his Stand ability altogether.
But it was all too late.
While they were exchanging their final words during this "frozen" moment, Li Qing's attack had already begun.
"The best way to get rid of misfortune is to face it."
"Like now."
Li Qing took a small step to the side.
Sandro could not see because his eyes could not penetrate the darkness:
Above this area, a heavy bundle of steel bars is suspended high in the air by a tower crane.
Just as he knew he would slip on a banana peel, Li Qing knew that when he walked directly under the bundle of steel bars, misfortune would not miss the chance to play a trick on him.
And so, at the very moment Li Qing stepped here...
Suddenly, a sharp cracking sound rang out in mid-air as the steel cable snapped.
The massive bundle of steel bars, now freed from its restraints, plummeted from a height of tens of meters.
These steel bars, which are 9 meters long, were aimed at Li Qing, but they certainly wouldn't just hit the small area where Li Qing was standing.
Within a few meters of Li Qing, including the spot where Sandro was standing, everything would become a death trap.
"Misfortune has struck!"
It has befallen each and every one of us—
"Now the competition is about who can last the longest against it!"
Li Qing faced the misfortune that came from the sky without fear.
Sandro could only tremble in fear amidst the overwhelming despair.
Because this was never a fair competition.
Li Qing has data analysis capabilities, and although he doesn't have much health left, it's enough for him to survive this desperate situation.
Sandro's Stand was utterly incapable of causing any damage; the creepy-looking doll couldn't save him under these circumstances.
"Game over!"
A torrential rain of steel fell from the sky.
As those steel bars fell, they transformed into indestructible spears.
They shot straight up to the ground with unstoppable momentum, piercing through everything in their path.
"Ah!!"
A scream rang out from the darkness.
Soon, everything returned to calm.