Gaschu's tense muscles bowed slightly, and the blades of the ice crystals on the soles of his feet slid abruptly across the frost-covered floor.

This precise and sharp starting position like a professional short track speed skater gives him a frightening speed.

Gachu stepped on the snow and hoarfrost and came quickly, his fist covered in solid ice armor with a terrifying chill.

Before the fist could get close, the cold wind was already blowing in his face.

However, in just a moment, Fogg felt that his exposed skin was suddenly covered with a layer of crystal frost that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, and even the water vapor exhaled from his mouth and nose instantly froze into powder.

And in the bar window behind him, the neatly arranged bottles were frosted.

Spirits such as vodka barely freeze due to their high alcohol content.

But despite this, as the Cachu approached, the high concentration of the wines that had remained clear began to gradually form white crystals.

"Just being blown by the cold wind can bring the temperature down to this point..."

"The enemy's ability to freeze is so terrifying!"

Fogg gasped.

The cold air in his mouth actually froze his tongue and gums to stiffen instantly.

"Shit-shit..."

With his tongue wide open, Fogg jumped out of the bar with a nervous expression and dodged into the distance:

"Na, Naranga, get out of the way!"

"Don't let that guy get close!"

Just by touching the cold, you can freeze all over your body, and if you really touch it with that fist, you will probably be frozen into an ice sculpture in an instant.

Seeing that Nagachu was about to rush towards him like a brute bull with the cold air, Fogh and Narangadang dodged sideways along the bar like a tiger.

"Purple Smoke!"

"Aviation Smith!"

The strength shown by the enemy did not make Fogg and Naranga forget to fight.

While trying to dodge and flee to the side, they also drove their own doubles to launch a counterattack against the enemy.

The first round of meetings is often not very productive, but it is the most important phase of the double-for-one battle.

They need to attack aggressively in order to get more intelligence from the enemy, which will eventually become the key to the situation.

However, the results of this trial are a little desperate -

The man, named Gachu, didn't seem to have any weaknesses at all.

The first to strike was Aviation Smith.

The delicate little plane hovered nimbly under the high ceiling, unaffected by the chill below.

It pinpointed the seemingly fragile transparent mask on Gachu's face, quickly adjusted the fuselage to press down on the nose, and aimed the black hole at Gachu's pupils hidden behind the transparent mask.

The flames burst into flames, and tiny but deadly bullets rained down from the sky.

It looks powerful, but it turns out to be useless.

The appearance of the bullet bombarding the transparent ice crystal mask is like a Guinness World Record challenger encountering domestic tempered glass.

There wasn't a crack or bullet mark on the transparent ice crystal, not even a tremble.

The bullets that Naranga had pinned on were so unproductive that they were easily bounced out like powerless rubber balls.

"It's useless, my aerosmith isn't useful at all!"

"That frost armor is so strong that my bullets can't penetrate it."

Naranga said with a solemn expression.

Fogg fought and retreated, his face equally ugly.

Because compared to Aviation Smith, his purple smoke is even more unbearable in front of the enemy.

As a stand-in for the melee type, Ziyan was frozen by the terrible cold as soon as he tried to get closer, and even Fu Ge, who was the main body, was frozen and shivered because of the chill that came back from it.

It's just that the melee ability can't be played, and the worst thing is that the virus that Purple Smoke uses as a housekeeping skill has completely lost its effect.

It just tentatively cracked open a virus capsule and tried to release a poisonous mist into Gachu's body, and it turned out to...

Before the purple smoke could spread in the air, it mixed with the water vapor in the air, and was frozen into a purple ice crystal powder in an instant.

The terrifying low temperature caused the virus to fall into hibernation in an instant, and the purple ice crystals that sealed the virus fell to the ground one after another under the effect of gravity.

The virus simply cannot be thawed, it cannot spread, let alone expose a guy wearing a "full-body protective suit" to infection.

"I'm completely restrained..."

Fugar's voice was solemn.

He and Naranga had already fled the bar in disarray, being chased all the way to the wall near the back kitchen.

"Hahaha."

Gaqiu had a cruel smile on his face.

He stared closely at the ice cubes that Fogg and Naranga had been holding in their arms, and there was even more irrepressible irritability in his eyes:

"Why don't you let go of the ice? Idiot! ”

"With me, the only place you can take the ice with you is heaven."

There was a hint of mockery in Gaqiu's words.

But Fuge and Naranga didn't even have the heart to fight back.

Because the enemy has not been harmed until now, but the bodies of the two of them have been frozen and stiff in this short chase, and even gradually showed signs of losing consciousness.

"Damn... The freezing warmth and indestructible armor..."

"That guy named Gaqiu is invincible at all!"

Although he was a little depressed, Fogg couldn't help but say the ugly truth.

"Invincible..."

Naranga repeated the frustrating word.

He subconsciously wanted to make a contemplative expression, but the muscles of his face were already frozen by a layer of frost.

It was the sweat he had been running all the way to the air, but now it was all frozen by the cold and turned into a frost demon that would deprive him of a lot of body heat.

"Invincible... Invincible..."

Naranga's body stiffened in the terrifying hypothermia.

But his brain was racing in this desperate situation:

"The stand-in ability may be invincible, but people will never be able to."

"People need to breathe to stay alive, and that Gachu seems to be breathing very well."

"In that case, the enemy's ice crystal armor, which can't even be pierced by bullets, can't be completely enclosed—"

"There is not much oxygen stored in the fully enclosed armor at all, and there must be a hidden ventilation hole on the armor that allows him to breathe fresh air from the outside world at any time!"

Electricity flickered in Naranga's head, and he soon grasped a faint glimmer of hope in that desperate hoarfrost:

"That vent is the enemy's weak point!"

"As long as I can get a bullet through that breathhole, I can actually hit him in the body!"

Gachu was already rapidly approaching.

The frost spread overwhelmingly.

Naranga concentrated on manipulating the double, but this time it wasn't for the attack.

He instantly activated Aerosmith's carbon dioxide radar, so that all the carbon dioxide concentrations in the surrounding air were displayed on a virtual screen in front of his eyes.

Soon, it didn't take much effort at all ...

"Found it!"

"The concentration of carbon dioxide in the back of the enemy's armor is noticeably higher than elsewhere."

"That unprotected vent, the only weakness, is on the back of the other party's neck!"

Thinking of this, Naranga's heart couldn't help but beat faster in tension and excitement:

"Aviation Smith—"

"Attack him on the back of the neck!" ”

Always hovering in the air, Aerosmith changes his flight attitude like a nimble swallow.

It quickly made several graceful arcs in the cold air, and soon circled behind Gachu with the slight roar of the propeller.

"Fire!"

The cannon was aimed at the back of Gaqiu's neck, and the fire roared in the smoke.

Naranga nervously waited, expecting her attack to work.

But what he was waiting for was a playful laugh from Gachu:

"Did you spot my weakness so quickly?"

"It's based on the CO2 radar that the intelligence says..."

The bullet was about to penetrate the back of his neck, but his voice was as calm as a piece of lake ice:

"Unlike the immature outside, you are quite skilled in using stand-ins."

"But, it's a pity..."

At this moment, the cold air that lingered around Gaqiu's body suddenly became more than ten times richer:

"I've been waiting for you for a long time—"

"White Album, Silent Crying!"