Lee Sin's Bizarre Adventure

Chapter 237 White Album

Fuge and Nalanjia left the station in a hurry.

Li Qing has been trapped in the station, and they are now tasked with finding ice to save their companions.

In order to find ice, Fuge and Nalanjia ran quickly along the road, looking around for places on the roadside where they might find ice.

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

Most of the shops on the street were closed, and the two of them couldn't find a store where they could borrow ice cubes even after walking far.

Finally, after crossing a whole street

There's a bar there, open 24 hours a day!

Nalan Jia saw the lighted sign at the door of the store indicating that it was open from a distance.

Bar? Great!

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

Fuge's face showed a hint of joy unconsciously.

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

The previous grudges had long been eliminated in battles, and now Fugo instinctively missed his companions in his heart:

Let's go, take the ice cubes back quickly!

Without saying anything, Fuge immediately rushed into the bar with Nalanja.

This bar is quite large, with a vast hall, neat seats, and a dazzling array of wine bottles on the bar.

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

But now the store is very deserted.

No way, even though it is open 24 hours a day, no drunkard would be interested in going here to drink at 6 o'clock in the morning.

When Fuge and Nalanjia walked into the bar door, there was not a single customer in the huge bar, and there was only a sleepy bartender standing at the bar on duty.

Seeing someone coming in at this point, he was slightly stunned at first, and then said angrily:

Hey, hey.

We don't accept brats here!

The bartender stared at Fuge and Nalanja impatiently, looking up and down their young faces:

You are still underage, right? Don't even think about drinking alcohol if you don't even have hair!

Today's young people dress in a shabby and fashionable way all day long, and they even want to imitate adults and go to bars.

He kept shouting rather cynically.

But Fuge and Nalanjia had no intention of paying attention to the wine seller.

We're not here to drink.

Time was running out, so Fuge walked up directly and said straight to the point:

Is there any ice?

We need ice now.

Ice? Of course.

There are a lot of them in the freezer, and they are all used to suppress alcohol.

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

But he quickly reacted with a strange expression:

Hey, hey. We sell wine here, not just ice cubes!

fine.

Fuge replied nonchalantly:

I didn't say I wanted to buy it with money.

Huh? The bartender was slightly startled.

But Fuge had already put his hand on the table, and he rose up in the air and fell behind the bar.

He ignored the surprised expression of the bartender and just hurriedly opened the freezer and took out a large bag of ice cubes.

What are you doing? Robbery?!

The bartender was surprised and instinctively wanted to rush to stop him.

But he ran into a transparent hard wall. The wall was uneven and felt like a muscular man.

That is of course Purple Smoke.

Fuge directly asked Zi Yan to push the obstructive bartender aside, then turned around and threw the ice cube into the arms of Nalanja who was waiting outside the bar.

After Nalanjia caught the big bag of ice cubes, Fuge turned to the bartender who had been pushed out of the bar and said:

Feel sorry.

Fuge, who comes from a well-known family, is quite polite when he is not angry:

I really don't have any money with me.

It's an emergency, so I'll just borrow it this time.

With the guidance and help given by the invisible evil ghost just now, the unkind bartender's attitude suddenly became gentle.

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

And Fuge didn't have time to care about anything else.

He turned back and took out two large bags of ice cubes from the freezer. When he felt that the amount was enough, he said to Nalanja without looking back:

Nalanja, let's go.

Uh-huh.

Somehow, Nalanja's voice was trembling:

It's cold. No.

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

Are you kidding me?

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

Nalanja, are you sick?

Fuge turned around holding the ice cube, still complaining about Nalanjia's exaggerated remarks.

However, the moment he turned around, that careless expression instantly solidified on his face:

At some point, a man in strange clothes walked in at the door of the store.

His whole body was wrapped in white ice armor, with a pair of hard ice blades under his feet. His face was covered with a transparent ice crystal mask, and there was always a cold air visible to the naked eye around his body.

With every step he took, the horrifying white frost covered everything around him.

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

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

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

Yes, it's the enemy

Naranja obviously realized what was happening now.

He trembled and tried hard to walk towards Fuge, trying to get further away from the biting cold wind coming from behind.

But just as Nalanja retreated all the way to the edge of the bar, the man wearing ice armor also approached here step by step with Bai Shuang.

Finally, both Fuge and Nalanja saw clearly the man's face hidden behind the transparent mask.

There was a hint of irrepressible rage on that face, but more of it was an undisguised murderous intention:

Fu Ge, Nalan Jia.

Purple Smoke, Aerosmith.

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

The tone was as cold as ice, like a demonstration and a provocation.

My name is Gacho.

Gacho said his name.

At the same time, his murderous eyes were firmly locked on the ice cubes in the arms of Fuge and Nalanja:

You're looking for ice, right?

Just right, I have it here!

As soon as he finished speaking, the cold air condensed around Jia Qiu suddenly overflowed like a strong wind.

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

Coming with bad intentions.

Both Fuge and Nalanjia felt the tremendous pressure brought by each other.

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

No.

Ziyan and Aviation Smith took their respective positions.

Fuge and Nalanjia stared at Jiaqiu, without wavering at all:

We've already got an ice cube, you'd better take your ice shell and get out!

hehe.

Jia Qiu laughed coldly.

He chose to trouble Fuge and Nalanja because he had information about the other party and knew that his substitute ability could subtly restrain the enemy.

He will not lose this battle, let alone lose it.

How can one serving of ice cubes be enough?

It's simply not good enough.

Jiaqiu jumped up and punched the enemy in a stance:

Let me give you a double dose of happiness -

White photo album!

PS: stand-in panel

Alias name——White Album

Ontology - Gaqiu

Destructive power: A

Speed: C

Range distance: C