"I went back to the store to get the ice cubes I just got and was kicked into the river by the enemy. You know, I will never go back empty-handed."

Porunarev briefly explained the situation here.

Jotaro breathed a sigh of relief:

It seems that Porunarev is fine.

Although he seemed to be seriously injured, since he still had the strength to turn around and look for ice, the injury was obviously still to the extent that Porunarev could barely bear.

“No ice is needed.”

"That young man named Li Qing is stronger than we thought."

"The enemy in the station has been defeated by me and him."

Jotaro said cleanly.

"That's great."

Porunarev breathed a long sigh of relief.

He instinctively wanted to lean on something to relax.

But when he saw the car parked not far away, Porunarev thought about it and took two more steps to lean on the iron fence guardrail that was a little further away.

"Ahem, I haven't experienced such a fierce battle for a long time, and my body still can't bear it."

"Since it's okay over there, I can finally rest with confidence."

Porunarev sighed in such comfort.

Such a scene should have been relaxing and gratifying, but just as he was sighing for victory, there were bursts of screams affecting the atmosphere in the sea under the bridge.

Such screams actually continued, but Jotaro was just anxious to care about his close friend so he didn't pay attention.

And now, follow the scream and look down the bridge

Jotaro immediately knew what those passersby were lying by the bridge just now:

I saw a human-shaped fire ball with scorched smoke in the azure sea water was struggling desperately.

He seemed to want to use sea water to exterminate the flames on his body.

But after discovering that such behavior could only make him die more painful, he tried his best to swim to the shore.

However, even passers-by can see that such struggle was completely futile and he would definitely not be able to save him.

"Is this the enemy?"

Jotaro probably guessed the situation:

Obviously, he came at the right time.

The battle on Porunarev's side had just ended, and the enemy was still tenaciously hanging without killing.

"Yes, this guy's name is Iruso."

Porunarev said with a sigh:

"This is a very difficult enemy, and it took me a lot of effort to defeat him."

"And he seems to have his own 'dignity'."

Looking at the human-shaped fire ball under the bridge that was still struggling to get ashore, his tone couldn't help but become complicated:

"I gave him a 'short sword' after igniting him, so he could not bear it and broke himself."

"It seems that I'm having trouble now."

"this"

Jotaro's expression became a little weird:

He had seen such a drama back then.

However, at that time it was Porunarev who was lying in the fire, and another long-lost friend who gave his dagger was.

When I think of this, the glorious years of the past cannot help but float into my heart.

“It’s been so long.”

Jotaro also felt a little moved by the scene.

The screams under the bridge were still ringing intermittently.
Chapter completed!