Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 237 White Album
Fugo and Naranja hurriedly left the station.

Li Qing was already trapped in the station, and they now shouldered the mission of finding ice to save their companions.

In order to find the ice, Fugo and Naranja ran along the road at high speed, while looking around, looking for places on the side of the road where ice might be found.

Although six o'clock is a good time to do breakfast business, European merchants who advocate personal enjoyment and believe that life is more important than work do not seem to be in a hurry to earn such tired money from getting up early and working late.

Most of the shops on the street were closed, and the two of them walked a long distance but couldn't find a shop where they could borrow ice cubes.

Finally, after crossing a whole street
"There's a bar there, open 24 hours!"

From a distance, Naranca saw the illuminated sign at the entrance of the store, which indicated that it was open.

"Bar? Very good!"

"If it's a bar, there must be ice in there."

Fuge's face unconsciously showed a trace of joy.

The resistance organization's marathon has gone all the way, he seems to have forgotten how Li Qing started running with the starting gun pointed at his head three days ago.

The previous grievances have long been eliminated in invisible battles, and now Fugo is thinking about his companions instinctively in his heart:

"Go, quickly bring the ice back!"

Without saying a word, Fuge rushed into the bar together with Naranja.

The scale of this bar is quite large, the hall space is spacious and the seats are neat, and the bar counter is full of wine bottles.

Looking around, you can vaguely see a clean back kitchen through the open door. Obviously, this bar also provides dining services.

But now the store is very deserted.

No way, although it is open 24 hours, no alcoholic would be interested in running here to drink at 6 am.

When Fugo and Nalanga walked into the bar door, there was no customer in the huge bar, only a sleepy bartender standing on duty at the bar counter.

Seeing someone coming in at this point, he was taken aback for a moment, and then said angrily:

"Hello."

"We don't accept little ghosts here!"

The bartender stared impatiently at Fugo and Naranja, looking up and down at their young faces:

"You guys are still minors, right? Guys who haven't even grown hair don't want to touch alcohol!"

"Young people these days, who dress in a nonchalant manner all day long, still want to go to bars like grown-ups."

He kept yelling rather cynically.

But Fuge and Nalanja didn't bother to pay attention to this uncle selling wine.

"We're not here to drink."

Time was running out, Fuge went straight up and said straight to the point:

"Any ice cubes?"

"We're in dire need of ice right now."

"Ice? Of course."

"There are a lot of them in the freezer, and they are all for drinking."

The bartender subconsciously pointed to the freezer on the bar behind him.

But he quickly reacted with a strange expression:

"Hey, hey. This place sells wine, not just ice cubes!"

"fine."

Fuge replied indifferently:
"I didn't say I would buy it with money."

"Huh?" The bartender was slightly taken aback.

But Fuge had already supported the table with his hands, and he jumped up into the air and rolled behind the bar.

He ignored the astonished expression of the bartender, but hurriedly opened the freezer and took out a large bag of ice cubes from it.

"What are you doing? Robbery?!"

After being surprised, the bartender instinctively wanted to rush to stop it.

But he bumped into a transparent hard wall head-on, the wall was uneven, and he felt like a muscular man.

Of course it was Ziyan.

Fuge directly asked Zi Yan to push the bartender who was in the way aside, and then turned around and threw the ice cubes into the arms of Nalanga who was waiting outside the bar.

After Nalanja caught the big bag of ice cubes, Fuge turned his head and said to the bartender who had already been driven out of the bar:
"Feel sorry."

Fugo, who was born in a famous family, was quite polite when he was not angry:

"I really don't have any money with me."

"It's an emergency, so it's a loan this time."

With the guidance and help given by the "invisible evil spirit" just now, the attitude of the unkind bartender suddenly became milder.

He first readily agreed to Fuge's request to borrow ice, and then turned around and fled from the back door of the bar as if he had seen a ghost.

And Fugo didn't have time to pay attention to anything else.

He turned around and took out two big bags of ice cubes from the freezer, and he said to Naranja without looking back after he felt that the amount was enough:
"Naranja, let's go."

"Uh-huh."

For some reason, Naranja's voice was trembling:

"It's cold. No."

"I didn't even feel the cold, my whole body seemed to be frozen."

"What are you kidding?"

"You just took a bag of ice cubes and it's so cold?"

"Naranga, you are not sick, are you?"

Fugo turned around holding the ice cube, still complaining about Naranga's exaggerated speech.

However, at the moment when he turned his head, that careless expression instantly froze on his face:

At some point, a man in a strange costume walked in from the door of the store.

He was covered in white ice armor from top to bottom, with a pair of hard ice skates under his feet, a transparent ice crystal mask covering his face, and a chill that was visible to the naked eye lingered around his body all the time.

Every time he took a step, the horrified hoarfrost covered everything around him along with his footsteps.

On the ground and on the seats, a terrifying cold air spread like a tide.

Nalanga only slightly touched the cold air, and her hair and eyebrows were already covered with a dense layer of ice.

In his words, the temperature was so low that no one felt cold, and his body had already started to stiffen.

"Yes, the enemy"

Naranja was clearly aware of what was happening now.

With a shivering body, he walked hard towards Fugo, wanting to stay away from the biting cold wind coming from behind him.

But just as Naranja retreated all the way to the edge of the bar, the man in the ice armor also approached step by step with Hoarfrost.

Finally, both Fugo and Naranja could clearly see the man's face hidden behind the transparent mask.

There was an uncontrollable irritability faintly on that face, but more of it was an undisguised killing intent:
"Fogo, Naranja."

"Purple Smoke, Aerosmith."

The other party opened his mouth and revealed the names and alternate names of Fuge and Nalanja.

The tone was as cold as ice, as if it was a demonstration, but also provocative.

"My name is Gacho."

Jaccio says his name.

At the same time, his murderous eyes also firmly locked on the ice in the arms of Fugo and Naranja:

"You're looking for ice cubes, aren't you?"

"Exactly, I have it here!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold air condensed around Jiaqiu's body suddenly overflowed like a gust of wind.

The temperature of the entire bar plummeted to freezing point in this chill, and the already unscrupulous hoarfrost spread rapidly like a flood.

It's not good.

Both Fugo and Naranja felt the tremendous pressure from each other.

But they will naturally not be afraid, even if the frost has covered the entire world.

"no need."

Ziyan and Aviation Smith took their positions.

Fuge and Nalanja stared at Jiaqiu, their figures did not waver at all:
"We've already got an ice cube, you'd better take your ice shell and get out!"

"Ha ha."

Jiaqiu laughed coldly.

He chose to trouble Fugo and Naranja because he had the intelligence of the other party and knew that his substitute ability could subtly restrain the enemy.

He will not lose this battle, let alone lose.

"Which one ice cube is enough?"

"It's not strong enough at all."

Jiaqiu jumped up and threw a punch at the posing enemy:
"Let me give you double the pleasure—"

"White photo album!"

PS: stand-in panel

Alias ​​name - "White Album"

Ontology - Jiaqiu

Destructive power: A
Speed: C
Range distance: C
Sustainability: A
Movement Precision: E
Growth: E
The stand-in appears as an outer armor made of condensed air, capable of stopping bullets.There are skates under the feet that can be used for fast skating.

Stands can quickly lower the surrounding temperature (the lowest can be close to absolute zero), or restore frozen objects.

Although a stand-in to keep the temperature down, the armor seems to be comfortable inside.

(End of this chapter)