"That's what you brought me for? You tell me! What is it! Chen Fang grabbed the collar of the professor in front of him and yelled angrily.

The professor stared madly at Chen Fang's back, surrounded by a huge ice cave that could accommodate hundreds of people, a naturally formed and beautiful ice pick hung on the top of the cave, in front of the professor's eyes was a transparent ice wall, and the ice wall was frozen with this huge claw, no, this claw could no longer be described as huge, it was simply comparable to the size of an ordinary house, Chen Fang really couldn't imagine what kind of creature could have such huge claws.

"That's it! Hahaha! Finally found it! ”

"What is this! You tell me! ”

The professor didn't respond, and with a trembling hand of the button, he took out a button device from his pocket and pressed it without saying anything.

The screeching sound of electricity emanated from the packages the group carried, and the entire ice cave began to shake as if something was about to come out.

Bang, an unknown object smashed on Chen Fang's head, and Rao is physical fitness was bursting, and he also fainted all of a sudden.

hurt

It hurts.

There was a sharp throbbing pain in his head, and scenes flashed quickly in Chen Fang's mind like a light piece.

The bar is lit up with colorful lights, and the deafening music is rhythmic enough to keep people beating along.

Crazy night, crazy people.

"Why are you looking for me?" Chen Fang sat in the corner, drinking wine, his cheeks slightly red, and his two eyes staring at the person in front of him who had gray temples that did not fit the scene here.

The man looked to be forty or fifty years old, with a black-rimmed glasses, he reached out his hand, knocked on the table, and said, "There is a business that makes you money, do you do it?" ”

"Who are you?" Chen Fang asked.

"You don't care who I am, I know who you are, Chen Fang." The man lifted his glasses and said with a smile, the two pairs of deep eyes under his black-rimmed glasses seemed to have seen through everything.

"What business?"

"Go to Antarctica."

……

Ice and snow, cold wind biting, endless white.

The snow on the ground had reached knees, and the only sound was footsteps and the wind.

Now that winter is underway, the cold in Antarctica is better than usual.

Chen Fang was wearing an unknown number of layers of padded jackets, and his whole body was tightly wrapped, and even his two eyes were blocked with windproof goggles.

Even if I wore it so thickly, my teeth couldn't help but chatter.

……

There was an ice cave in front of him, and Chen Fang took the lead and walked down.

……

"My dear, I promise this is the last time! For the last time! Chen Fang stood at the door with a backpack on his back, looked at his girlfriend who was cleaning up the dishes on the table in the house, and said reluctantly.

"You say it one last time, every time! There you go! I can't stop you. The girlfriend sighed, although she complained, she still walked in front of him, tidied up the collar for him, looked at Chen Fang with two delicate eyes, and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Wait until I get back."

……

"What's the situation? Is this person still alive? ”

"Take him back."

……

Five years later.

In winter, the sky is covered with light snow, the night is shrouded in the withered yellow street lamps and looks particularly quiet and mysterious, the cold air is like a knife in Lingchi, the biting cold invades the body, the internal organs seem to be frozen, and the throat is so sore that I can't speak.

It hurts, it hurts!

Chen Fang curled up, his body was already covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, and he moved his limbs with all his strength, wriggling like a worm lying on the ground.

He touched the cold, still thin ice ballast, and his weak hands struggled to prop himself up from the ground.

The cold had hit his brain, and he struggled to turn his head and open his heavy eyes to look at his surroundings, trying to use his sluggish brain to discern direction.

It's a long road, covered with snow, and the dim street lights flicker at intervals, and I don't know if it's a poor power supply or an aging circuit.

Where is this? South Pole? No, here it seems, it's on the street, why, I'm here?

Chen Fang moved his hands to stand up, the feeling of weakness from his arms made him unable to support his body, his hand moved to the side but touched a cold and piercing hard lump, looked sideways, and gently swept away the snow on the hard lump, it was a sharp dagger glowing with cold light, the dagger was black, and there was still scarlet blood on the pitch-black blade, but the blood had dried up, and it looked black.

Black and white, distinct and clearly visible.

Daggers, why are there daggers? Blood? It's mine?

Chen Fang suddenly felt panicked in his heart, he threw away the dagger in front of him, and struggled to stand up as if he had encountered a flood beast.

His dry palms were on the ground, perhaps out of panic, but this time he quickly propped himself up and sat on the ground with his legs folded.

The thin layer of snow on his body fell as he moved, blending with the white snowflakes on the ground.

When he was done, he gasped for breath, and the mere act of getting up was a great struggle for him.

After resting for a while, his breath gradually stabilized, he slowly stood up, he stood up tremblingly like an old man who was about to die, his head was dizzy for a moment, but he still stood firm.

But soon, his gaze froze, and unease, confusion, and panic appeared in his eyes.

In front of him was a pool of bright red blood, which in Chen Fang's eyes spread viciously towards the somewhat sloping section of the road like a hungry wolf with its teeth and claws.

Bowing his head, he was wearing a black down jacket, as well as fat jeans, and warm clothes inside, and at this time the clothes were full of blood, and the blood spread from the trouser leg to the chest up Chen Fang couldn't see, Chen Fang touched his neck suddenly, and there was a sticky feeling on his hand, he took out his hand, only to see that the palm of his hand was covered with a piece of cold scarlet blood.

What kind of palm is this! The palms of the palms are like the dry bark of a tree, and the fingers with blood look particularly terrifying and eerie under the illumination of the street lamp.

Suddenly, there was a sound of metal hitting the ground, and the harsh sound filled the entire street, causing Chen Fang's body to shake violently.

I saw an old man over sixty years old standing not far from Chen Fang, the old man's hair was gray, and the wrinkles on his face proved that he had gone through countless days and nights, he pointed at Chen Fang, his lips trembled, and the iron bucket that fell on the ground rolled downhill, and some vegetables in the iron bucket were scattered on the ground.

Chen Fang just wanted to speak, only to see the old man snort, like a 100-meter athlete disappeared into the corner of the street, in a panic, the old man even forgot the iron bucket that rolled down, the iron bucket rolled down the road, and finally hit a green garbage can before it could stop.