stand-in creed

There was a flash of determination in the cowboy's eyes.

"I already fully understand this kid's stand-in ability!

"When this kid was sitting on the hood of this car just now, the stand-in touched this car. Not only did the gravity of this car be eliminated, but he could also freely control this car, just like I can control the emperor" "The bullets have the same trajectory.

"At first glance, his ability is completely a luxurious version of mine, but it is not! My bullets are fast, and the moment they are fired, they can exceed the speed of sound! And the car he controls is far away from my The distance is only two meters, and such a distance cannot provide effective "acceleration" time at all.

"Velocity = acceleration x time.

"When it hit me, the speed of the car was at most [-] to [-] kilometers, right? As long as you don't get crushed under the car after being hit, it won't hurt at all!

"What's more, I still have a safe place to "avoid being crushed"! "

Hall Hess immediately greeted the oncoming black limousine with a smile.

And the next moment, relying on the force generated during the impact, the cowboy directly rolled and crawled towards the "narrow gap" between the other two cars parked on the side of the road.

If there, you don't have to worry about being crushed by the car, because the black luxury car can't fit in at all!

They followed Nero for a while, and Hall Hess was sure that the only car Nero's stand-in touched was the one in front of him!

"...Unfortunately, not only is the line of sight blocked, but I have to find a way to save my life first, and there is no way to accurately control the three bullets of the "Emperor". "

Hal Hess, who was lying down between the two cars at the critical moment, thought so.

And the next moment-

Boom!

The black limousine directly hit the front and rear two cars, smashing the two cars to pieces, and hanging directly above Horheus like an arch bridge between the two banks, the cowboy looked terrified.

Ding Ding Ding!

In the confusion, there were three bullets hitting metal in the distance.

Hall Hess understood that the three bullets he had just fired were blocked.

Without hesitation, Hall Hess stepped out from the arch hole formed by the three carts, raised his gun and pointed it in the direction of Nero and Darby.Just as he was about to attack again, what caught his eyes was a scene that made him a little confused.

"...Four, four?!"

Those were four cars that fell from the sky.

Undoubtedly, during the period when he avoided the collision and lost his vision just now, this kid touched three more cars on the street.

"You're just standing there watching and doing nothing, Darby asshole-!!!"

Hall Hess scolded the pig teammate in his heart.

I don't want to do it?

A pre-meal dedicated to Lord Dior?

How nice the gambler said just now!It turned out to be so useless!

While he was dodging the first car raid, he pulled a little bit, and then he climbed out and gave a few shots, wouldn't it be over!

Hole Hess, who was thinking like this, heard the screams of passers-by and the roar of cars falling to the ground.

Bang bang bang!

The shattered windshield scratched across the strong arms and legs, leaving bloodstains.

The cars that fell from the sky turned into metal prisons, sealing Hole Hess in the dark, small arch.

"[email protected]——! ! ! "

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轿车重量一般在1吨到2吨之间，同时4辆车的话看车型也就4吨到8吨的样子。

And King Dio's "handy" two-wheeled roller is conservatively estimated to be more than 15 tons, so I think it should be within the acceptable range for the protagonist to rely on his stand-in ability to swing a few cars.

If you want to set a maximum value for the protagonist's stand-in ability... let's put it this way, unless the stand-in ability is upgraded by the ability of arrows, that is, abnormal growth, otherwise I will not let the protagonist "swing" something more outrageous than a two-wheeled steamroller .

Chapter 13 Osiris and the Emperor Part III

Hall Hess, who was hiding in the arch, cursed.

This was probably the case with Hall Hess now.

Three cars form a "pin" shape, and Hol Hess hides in the arch hole in it.

Then four more vehicles flew in, two sealed the opening on the left side, and two sealed the opening on the right side.

A total of seven cars sealed the cowboy tightly.

"Tch, I'm in trouble."

Hall Hess frowned.

Although Hall Hess' "Emperor" can control the trajectory of the bullet, if you want to hit the enemy, you must know the enemy's position.Now that there are cars all around, his stand-in ability is useless at all.

The cowboy thought about his teammate Darby, and thought about the help God Osiris could give him in this situation...there is no such thing as a busy schedule!

Now the cowboy can only be thankful that there are no road rollers or large trucks around, otherwise his death may be more miserable.

pat.pat.

Suddenly, something came to Hol Hess' ears.

That was the sound of something slapping on the car body and passing through the car structure into the arch hole.

"It's the two cars in front of and behind me!

"This brat is planning to squeeze me to death like a sandwich!"

Hall Hess' face changed suddenly.

Without the slightest hesitation, he changed his figure again, his upper body got under the front car, and his lower body got under the rear car.

The cowboy is extremely thankful for his good luck. The chassis of the two "off-road vehicles" in the front and rear are high enough to fit such a big man like himself.As soon as the front foot changed its position, the two cars above the rear foot began to move.

One in front of the other, squeeze towards the middle.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!!

"Stop, stop! Help!!!"

Hall Hess yelled pretending to be in pain, but in fact there was nothing wrong with his body except for the minor injuries caused by the shattered windshield.

Mostly it's scary.

The small arch hole where he hid before completely disappeared.

"..."

The Hol Hess people hiding under the chassis were almost scared to death.

He held his breath, trying to pretend that he had been squeezed to death, and told the little brat outside to leave quickly.

At this time, the conversation between Nero and Darby came to his ears.

"Mr. Gambler, it's your turn."

Nero stood where he was, looking at the gambler Darby in front of him.

Darby frowned, thinking about countermeasures.

pat.

Nero took a step forward.

"It took 30 seconds from the time I threw the first car to now sealing him under seven cars.

"If your stand-in ability can be used in combat, you have countless opportunities to activate your ability in these 30 seconds to restrain your companions, and I have been waiting for you to make a move—but you didn't.

"You've been watching like that the whole time.

"Is it because, as a villainous party, you don't have any friendship at all, or is it because you simply can't do detours?"

pat.

Nero took another step forward.

Stairway to Heaven is also ready to deal with the gambler in front of him at any time.

But at this moment, Darby suddenly took out a thick booklet.

"You must not lay your hands on me, Nero!"

"……Um?"

Nero frowned.

Darby in front of him opened the booklet in his hand, and each page of the booklet was filled with chips with faces and names marked on them.

Nero subconsciously felt that something was wrong with these chips.

"You want to attack me now, right? But you can't, because I have a hostage! Every chip in this booklet is my hostage!"

"……What's the meaning?"

Nero stopped in his tracks.

And Darby smacked his lips inwardly at this moment.

Useless Hall Hess!

Let you cover me to complete the bet, what did you cover!

In the end, don't I have to do it myself, a powerless gambler?If I had known that you, Hall Hess, were so useless, I would have brought my own team to act and seduce you. How could you be so upright and faceless!

"My 'Osiris' can use gambling to plunder human souls.Every chip here is the soul I collected through gambling!

"Some people here are physically dead, and some people are still lying in the hospital or in their own homes like vegetative people, waiting for the day when their souls return to their bodies. But as long as I want, I can make these people truly Die!"

"...Is this the hostage you mentioned?" Nero realized something.

"That's right! So come and compete with me at the gambling table, Nero! Although you kill people without blinking an eye, I can see that you have a sense of justice that shines like gold in your bones! Even if You don't know these people, and your sense of justice will never allow you to disregard the lives and deaths of these innocent people.

"If you kill me directly here, they will all die too! And you will be condemned by your conscience for the rest of your life!"

Moral kidnapping.

This trick is useless to the evil party, but to the good people, it is a knife.

But Nero understood the routine: "Did you make a mistake? It was you who turned them into chips, and you were the one who killed them. What does it have to do with me?"

The gambler laughed while clenching the booklet in his hand.

"That's the truth!

"Everyone understands rationality, but sensibility is another matter!

"It's like a hopeless woman who knows that the other party is a scumbag and pounces on it without hesitation. Even if your rationality tells you that you have no responsibility at all, your sensibility will still think this way: If I was gambling back then Defeating Darby at the table, instead of beating him to death directly, could save those who didn't have to die?

"As you grow older, this kind of thinking will grow deeper and deeper like a rooted tree, until you usher in the end of your life!"

"It's as if I beat you at the gambling table, and you will let them go."

"of course!"

"Why should I trust you?"

"With my gambler's dignity."

"Gamblers still have dignity?"

"You! @#￥%..."

Darby was speechless.

Just like he tried to kidnap Nero with morality just now, Nero's words instantly occupied the moral high ground, criticizing gambling people like him condescendingly.

This made him very uncomfortable.

Damn Hall Hess!

"Make your choice, Nero A. Zeppelin.

"Kill me here, or go to the gambling table with me?"

"Bet on my soul?" Nero questioned.

"No, bet on my life! If I win, you have to let me go! If I lose, not only my life belongs to you, but also the souls in this book will be free!"