Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 240 Useless Tactics

Jiaqiu chased into the kitchen with murderous intent, cornering Fuge and Naranja.

The transparent solid air that is difficult to distinguish with the naked eye is always surrounded by stars and the moon, and the invisible chill that emanates makes people feel desperate.

The frightening low temperature gradually enveloped the entire room, and the place Jiaqiu stepped on was covered by ice that was emitting white smoke.

The water pipe on the workbench was frozen and burst in an instant, and the water column inside expanded to overflow after freezing.

The gas pipes laid by the wall did not freeze and crack like the water pipes.

However, under the terrifying low temperature that hit almost instantly, the thick gas pipe was still covered with a layer of hoarfrost in an instant, and the inside of the pipe even changed from tough to brittle. There was a rather ominous slight crackling sound.

Visible to the naked eye, the space around Jiaqiu turned into a land of death.

There is no need to be directly touched, as long as they are close to a certain distance, the terrible cold will freeze them so that they cannot move in just a few seconds.

But Fugo and Naranja did not escape.

Although they really have nowhere to escape now, Jiaqiu can vaguely sense that they are not just waiting to die.

"The eyes of these two brats have changed."

"This kind of look is not the look of deserters. What they are thinking about now is fighting, not fleeing."

Gacho was familiar with this look.

Many tough guys used to show this kind of gaze in front of him, but in the end they all turned into lifelike ice sculptures with that will to fight to the death.

For a strong and perfect white album, this look is probably as ridiculous as a fat sheep poking its hooves at a lion.

"If you can't escape, are you ready to fight back?"

"So... what are the countermeasures you are preparing for?"

The absolute advantage did not go to Jiaqiu's mind, he was not so proud that he forgot to think.

He was carefully observing the two cornered prey in front of him, thinking about how the other party would fight this battle with no chance of winning.

Soon, Jiaqiu discovered that Fugo and Naranja had something more in their hands.

These things seem to be their confidence to dare to resist, and they are the key to their ability to crack the white album:

"Wine? Oh, that's right."

"You guys really didn't disappoint by coming up with a solution to 'Silent Cry' so quickly."

Jiaqiu silently "praised" the IQ of Fugo and Naranja in his heart.

Like Fu Ling's heart, he suddenly understood the solution that these two little devils came up with in the desperate situation.

Sure enough, just when Jiaqiu was about to approach with that deadly cold, the other party made a move as he expected:
"Purple smoke!"

The burly humanoid stand-in stepped forward, but he didn't rush into the sure-losing close combat with Gacho as before.

It stood far away from the door of the wine cellar, and threw a whole box of spirits over Jiaqiu's head.

And Nalanja and Fuge also shot at the same time, and in the spirit of being able to have one more bottle, they threw out the bottles of spirits they were holding in their arms.

Dozens of bottles filled with high-concentration clear wine flew above Jiaqiu.

Before the cold air had time to freeze the wine, Naranja took immediate action:

"Aerosmith!"

The small plane that had been hovering nearby suddenly adjusted its attitude and turned around.

The flames burst into flames, and Aerosmith instantly poured a dense rain of bullets into the wine tank that was still empty.

The bullets shattered the fragile wine bottles in an instant, and the wine inside burst and burst and poured down.

Just like that, a heavy rain fell on Jiaqiu's head.

He immediately lowered his head and covered the mask with his hands—the liquid would freeze instantly when it flowed onto the armor, and it would be very bad if it stuck to the mask and affected the vision.

However, doing so easily protected the mask, but the transparent air ice crystals suspended around Jiaqiu's body were all unavoidably drenched with a large amount of wine that fell from the sky.

The liquid wine and the solid air were mixed together, and they were instantly frozen together under the effect of the ultra-low temperature.

And although the solid air is almost transparent and cannot be distinguished, the wine frozen into ice can be easily seen by the naked eye.

When the intangible becomes tangible, this ability called silent crying is no longer so mysterious.

"I see!"

"I saw those floating 'ice cubes'!"

Naranja let out a low cry of excitement.

At this moment, because of the large amount of wine mixed in, the solid air suspended around Jiaqiu like stars all showed their original shape.

The enemy's barrier is no longer transparent, so Naranja can use his naked eyes to find out the gaps in the enemy's barrier and try to drive the bullet into it.

"Stop delusional!"

Jiaqiu raised his head from the freezing steam:
"It might be possible to replace your companion who can bend bullets."

"With your toy plane that can only attack in a straight line, how can you crack my 'Silent Cry'!"

He mocked Naranca so unhurriedly.

And not a single word of the mockery is wrong:
It is true that there are gaps between the solid air suspended around Jiaqiu that bullets can pass through, and those gaps are very wide.

But these air ice crystals formed a hollowed out multi-layer armor with three layers inside and three layers outside——

If you want the bullet to pass through the hollow and hit the air hole behind the heavy protection, the bullet must be able to turn.

Apparently Aerosmith doesn't have this feature.

Its bullets do not turn, and it is impossible to bypass barriers and pass through gaps.

Although he could still throw a small bomb, with the falling speed of the bomb, he might be frozen in mid-air by Jiaqiu before it hit the target.

"See?"

"Don't you guys want to use the solidified liquor to make my 'Silent Cry' visible?"

"Now I've shown it to you without any concealment, what can you do with me?"

Amidst the cold shouts, Jiaqiu approached his prey further.

The previous efforts of Fugo and Nalanja seemed like a joke, and after a lot of tossing, it brought even greater despair to themselves.

"Naranja"

In such a desperate situation, Fugo cast a complicated and unspeakable look at Naranja.

Naranja gave Fugo a calm and calm smile:

"I'm up."

In this inaudible low sigh, Nalan Jiadu's eyes instantly became sharp as a knife.

The small plane that had been flying far away from the cold air suddenly lowered its nose, and swooped towards the cold air vortex below like a goshawk.

"Oh?"

Jiaqiu, who was in the center of the cold air, was slightly taken aback:
The damage received by the stand-in will be fed back to the master, and this behavior of rushing straight to Jiaqiu's body regardless of the influence of the cold is tantamount to courting death.

But no matter how stupid this behavior is, at this moment Aerosmith has exploded at a speed that is unresponsive, and charged towards Jiaqiu with a desperate attitude.

呲——

The small plane grazed over the ice crystals suspended in the outermost layer of the air, making a harsh sound of wear and tear on the fuselage.

At the same time, a large piece of shocking bloodstains suddenly appeared on Nalanja's body.

But he didn't stop there, and Aerosmith didn't stop there.

Naranja's will was shining, and the small plane just squeezed in through the wide gap between the air ice crystals.

The fuselage rubbed violently between ice crystals, and the speed of the propeller was desperately pulled to the maximum in the terrible cold.

And just like that, inch by inch:

Aerosmith actually squeezed the entire fuselage into the space between the air ice crystals, and in this way sent the gun muzzle of the nose all the way to the vent hole on the back of Gaccio's neck.

"Since long-range attacks can't hit this hole—"

"Then I will use the muzzle to hold your air hole at close range, and launch an attack from the nearest position!"

Now Naranja is a hero, a warrior:
The enemy's bunker could not be attacked by long-range shooting, so he carried his gun across the line of fire and across the trench, and blocked his body at the enemy's machine gun at close range.

"Aerosmith"

The cold air has completely eroded Aerosmith, who was deeply trapped in the ice and snow, and this deadly coldness also unreservedly fed back to Nalanga's body.

He was froze by the terrible low temperature for an instant and almost lost consciousness.

But before completely losing consciousness, Naranja still insisted on sending a final instruction to Aerosmith:

"fire!"

In the terrifying white smoke that had turned into ice, a dazzling flame burst out suddenly.

The bullets shot out in the light, and the flame seemed to be able to dispel all coldness.

Regardless of whether the blow is useful or not, it will be the last blow of Aerosmith and Naranja in this battle.

"Fogg."

Naranja didn't seem to care about whether or not her mortal attack would succeed.

While his body was not completely stiff, he took a last look at his companion beside him:
"This is my realization."

"Victory is entrusted to you."

(End of this chapter)