Fogg and Naranga hurried out of the station.

Li Qing was already trapped inside the station, and they were now on a mission to find ice cubes and save their companions.

In search of ice, Fogg and Naranga ran along the road as fast as they could, looking around for places where they might find ice on the side of the road.

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 make this kind of tired money from getting up early and greedy late.

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

Finally, after crossing a whole avenue...

"There's a bar there, it's open 24 hours!"

Naranga saw the sign of light in front of the store in the distance.

"Bars? Very good! ”

"If it's a bar, there's bound to be ice in stock."

Fuge's face unconsciously showed a hint of joy.

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

The previous mustard had long since disappeared into invisibility in the battles, and now Fuge instinctively thought about his companion in his heart:

"Let's go, get the ice back!"

Without saying a word, Fogg and Naranga immediately rushed into the bar.

This bar is quite large, with a large hall space, neat seating, and a bar with a variety of wine bottles.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the clean kitchen through the open door, and it is clear that this bar also offers dining service.

But now it's very deserted.

No way, even though it's open 24 hours, no drunkard would be in the mood to run here at 6 a.m. to drink.

When Fogg and Naranga walked through the bar, there was not a single customer in the huge bar, only a sleepy-eyed bartender standing at the bar.

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

"Hey, hey..."

"We don't accept imps here!"

The bartender stared impatiently at Fogg and Naranga, looking up and down their green faces:

"You're still minors, aren't you? Don't even think about touching wine if you haven't grown any hair! ”

"Young people nowadays... I don't dress all day, and I want to learn from adults to go to the bar..."

He was a little cynical and couldn't stop yelling.

But Fog and Naranga didn't bother to pay any attention to the wine seller.

"We're not here to drink."

Time was pressing, and Fogg walked up directly and said straight to the point:

"Is there ice?"

"We need ice right now."

"Ice? Of course there is..."

"There are a lot of them in the freezer, all of which are used for alcohol."

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

But he quickly reacted with a strange expression:

"Hey, hey... This is a place where alcohol is sold, and ice cubes are not only sold! ”

"It's fine."

Fogg replied unconcernedly:

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

"Huh?" The bartender was slightly stunned.

But Fogg had already propped up the table with his hand, and the whole person rose into the air and flipped behind the bar.

He ignored the bartender's stunned expression, and just hurriedly opened the freezer and took out a large bag of ice cubes from it.

"What the hell... Robbery?! ”

The bartender instinctively wanted to rush to stop him after being surprised.

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

That's purple smoke, of course.

Fogg directly asked Purple Smoke to push the bartender who was in the way aside, and then turned around and threw the ice cube into the arms of Naranga, who was waiting outside the bar.

It wasn't until Naranga caught the big bag of ice that Fogg turned to the bartender who had been kicked out of the bar and said:

"I'm sorry."

Fuge, who was born into a famous family, is still quite polite when he is not angry:

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

"The situation is urgent, even if it is borrowed this time."

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

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

And Fogg didn't have time to bother with anything else.

He turned around and took out two large bags of ice from the freezer, and when he felt that the portion was enough, he said to Naranga without looking back:

"Naranga, let's go."

"Hmm... Hmm..."

Somehow, Naranga's voice was trembling:

"It's cold... Nope..."

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

"What are you kidding?"

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

"Naranga, you can't be sick, are you?"

Fogg turned around with the ice cube in his arms, still complaining about Naranga's exaggerated testimonials.

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

At some point, a man in fancy dress walked in at the door of the store.

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

With each step, the terrifying hoarfrost covered everything around him with his footsteps.

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

Naranga only touched the chill 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 people didn't feel cold, and their bodies began to stiffen.

"Yes, it's the enemy..."

Naranga was clearly aware of what was happening now.

He shivered and tried to walk towards Fog, trying to get farther away from the cold wind coming from behind him.

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

Finally, both Fogg and Naranga could see the man's face hidden behind a transparent mask.

There was a faint irrepressible irritability on that face, but more of it was an undisguised killing intent:

"Fugar, Naranga."

"Purple Smoke, Aviation Smith."

The other party opened his mouth and revealed the names and stand-ins of Fuge and Naranga.

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

"My name is Gaqiu."

Gachu said his name.

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

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

"Exactly, I've got it here!"

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

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

It's not good.

Both Fogg and Naranga felt the pressure from each other.

But they naturally won't be afraid, even if the frost has covered the whole world.

"No need."

Purple Smoke and Aerosmith are in their respective positions.

Fogg and Naranga stared at Gaqiu, their bodies unwavering:

"We've got an ice cube, so you might as well roll with your ice shell!"

"Huh."

Gachu laughed coldly.

He chose to trouble Fugar and Naranga because he had the information of the other party and knew that his stand-in ability could subtly restrain the enemy.

He won't lose this fight, let alone lose.

"How can one ice cube be enough?"

"It's not strong enough."

Gaqiu leapt forward and threw a punch at the sloppy foe:

"Let me give you double happiness—"

"White Album!"

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PS: Stand-in panel

Stand-in name - "White Album"

Ontology - Gachu

Destructive power: A

Speed: C

Range Range: C

Persistence: A

Precision of action: E

Growth: E

The avatar appears as outer armor formed by condensing air, capable of blocking bullets. There are skates on your feet that can be used for fast skating.

The avatar can quickly drop the temperature of the surrounding area (down to absolute zero) or restore frozen objects.

Although it is a stand-in to lower the temperature, the inside of the armor seems to be comfortable.