The situation of the stand-in battle will reverse at any time.

The closer you are to victory, the more you should not be careless.

This is the experience Prosut accumulated after a long battle.

So even though he was so greedy that box, he did not rush up and rob, but approached carefully step by step.

In these few seconds, Prosult kept observing.

Observe Li Qing's will and his body.

Li Qing was extremely full of energy and his will was so hard that he didn't look like an old man with half a body buried in the soil.

However, compared with his strong fighting spirit, his body is not that powerful:

The skin covered with old-fashioned spots has begun to change from yellow to dark, and the decayed and contracted muscles are tightly attached to the bones like scorched chicken legs.

Especially the intermittent and weak breathing, the difficulty of breathing, is not something that can be performed by any acting skills.

Prosult was finally sure that Li Qing was really old.

He was so old that he could hardly walk, his ears were degenerating and losing his supernatural powers, and he probably wouldn't have any trump cards anymore.

"Heroic and prosperous!"

Prosot finally stepped forward.

Heroic Chengren, the evil substitute with eyes covered in his body raised his fists to Li Qing at this moment.

The fist was slow, and the punching force was visible to the naked eye.

But this punch condensed the power of long-range search for the vulgarity. With the blessing of this great power, the fist was as slow as a mountain.

Especially for Li Qing, who is now old and weak.

He had no strength to fight back at all.

Li Qing was hit directly by this punch, and his hunched back suddenly arched high under the impact.

This aging body could not help but tremble violently like a tractor. The fragile bones twitched the dry skin, which seemed to fall apart at any time.

Li Qing's health, which was only more than 40% left, was hit by this punch to only 21%.

He is so fragile now.

but

"Didn't fall to the ground?"

Prosot raised his eyebrows:

He originally thought that Li Qing would collapse under this punch, but the other party's performance was far more tenacious than he imagined.

Even though he was as old as a dry mummy, Li Qing still insisted on not falling down.

He tried his best to protect the box in his pocket, held back his staggering body, and resisted the tide-like impact brought by the punch.

Then, Li Qing worked hard to stand firm.

He gathered all his strength together and rushed towards Prosult with all his strength.

This is not a hidden trump card, nor any skills.

Just trying hard by will.

"I see"

Prosot understood Li Qing's aura of rather than being broken.

He knew that not far behind him was the edge of the platform, and he could clearly hear the sound of the whistling train on the railway.

"Do you want to hit me and fall into the rails with me?"

"In this case, I am still trying to fight back, and I want to use the train entering the station to die with me."

"What a good enlightenment, Li Qing!"

Prosulter's eyes were filled with respect.

For a man with awareness, he will always remain awe even if he is an enemy:

"Sure enough, it's definitely not that simple for those who can defeat the boss."

"Your will is strong enough."

"It's a pity that I'm still a little bit of strength."

Prosot's emotion echoed on the platform, but it was soon covered by the gradually loud whistling of the train.

And Li Qing did bump into it.

But the speed is too slow, as if someone is watching videos at 0.5 times speed.

When you get old, you are old. Even if you try your best to survive, you will never encounter a young man with agility.

Li Qing's decisive charge was not scary at all, it was just pitiful and sad, like Don Geekod rushing towards the windmill.

"Heroic and prosperous!"

Another heavy punch that cannot be avoided.

Li Qing's body suddenly stopped.

The health volume dropped to 1%, and the long box was left with only the last trace of stubborn and persistent red.

Li Qing was still standing hard, standing in front of the heroic fist of Chengren, and standing in front of Prosut who seemed to be within reach.

"it's all over."

Prosot sighed softly.

Even if he doesn't do it now, the fish hook in Li Qing's body that had already drilled into his waist and abdomen would soon lose his pitiful life.

The battle is finally over:

"Die!"

"I will never hold back."

"This is my greatest respect for you."

Prosot's eyes narrowed.

Qiang Li Chengren condensed into a punch with the greatest strength and blasted towards Li Qing's chest and abdomen.

This punch

What was shot was blood.

The blood bar above Li Qing's head disappeared instantly, and the last 1% turned into a phantom.

The yellow skin between his chest and abdomen suddenly tore through heavy punches.

The heroic Chengren's fist was not strong enough to penetrate the human body, but Li Qing's flesh and blood are now seriously aging, and his skin is as fragile as paper.

So, under this full punch, his abdomen was blown open with a big fist-shaped mouth.

The light in Li Qing's eyes dimmed.

He fell to the ground weakly, with blood dripping.

Breathing stops instantly, the body no longer trembles, and life is coming to an end.

"Go away."

Prosot looked at Li Qing's body in silence:

The body of "Vajra Indestructible" has turned back into the body that will be injured and bleeding, and the last trace of blood on the head has disappeared.

It is obvious that Li Qing's life has been buried in the last punch.

He is the one who wins, and everyone in the assassination group realizes their ambitions.

The contempt and insults imposed on them by the organization and bosses over the years have finally been removed in a glorious way at this moment.

From today on, they will also become the best people.

Prosot's heart was unrestrained and slight tides appeared.

Of course, he did not waste time, but immediately recovered from his brief feeling.

"The boss's legacy is inherited by our assassination team!"

Prosot quickly bent down and groped on Li Qing's body to get the spoils he deserved.

And Li Qing died heroically.

Even though he was knocked empty and died suddenly on the ground, he actually grabbed the box in his pocket before his death.

Prosot quickly broke Li Qing's hand, with the temperature still left on his hand that was not cold after death.

Soon, my hands were pried apart.

However
To be continued...