Section 3 Hugging

The north wind of early winter passed through the endless sea of sand and brought a touch of sand and dust to the town of Iron Mountain.

This slightly chilly air current seemed to inform the people of Iron Mountain that a terrible winter was coming.

It's noon, and the residents of Iron Mountain Town are busy preparing supplies for the winter. This winter, there will definitely be many people dying in the bitter cold. Those homeless people who sleep on the streets simply cannot withstand the cold of minus 40 degrees. As a result, the younger wanderers among them will leave Iron Mountain and head to the warmer south at the dawn of winter, returning the following spring.

While almost everyone was busy, a middle-aged man was lazily lying on a beach chair on a watchtower at the northern end of Iron Mountain. His languid expression was a little out of place in this busy season. The middle-aged man was tall and thin, with a horse-face, thick-lipped lips, somewhat wrinkled skin, and a pair of thick glasses on his nose. He is the eldest sister of Tieshan Town, the housekeeper, secretary and driver, and the deputy captain of the Tieshan Town garrison, named Lao Di.

At this moment, Lao Di was holding a telescope, and his mouth was napping. A cold wind blew, and he suddenly felt a chill and sobered up. Then he got up and looked at the road ahead with a telescope. I saw a white expanse between heaven and earth, and there was not even a human figure. Lao Di sighed and said to himself: "Brother Tie, if you don't come back, I will dry up." ā€

The reason why Lao Di is like this is because of an incident five days ago.

That day, because Iron Slag did not come back on time, the eldest sister began to worry about his safety, and her feelings became a little low, and she even had no intention of asking about the affairs of Iron Mountain Town. So, Lao Di comforted her, "It's normal to send a girl home and delay for a few days on the way." ā€

As a result, the elder sister of the old flute's words was even more unhappy, because the old flute did not open which pot to mention. Therefore, the eldest sister, who was even more unhappy, ordered Lao Di to wait for the iron slag to come back on the watchtower, and her original words were like this: "If the slag hasn't come back, you don't have to come down." ā€

On this sunny noon, Lao Di only felt deep remorse. If he had been at the time: "Send a stupid woman to Sand City to sell, and it is normal to delay for a few days on the way." "Well, the outcome will definitely be very different. Maybe, the eldest sister will reward him with money. However, as the old saying goes, "If you lose your horse, you don't know if you are blessed", and Lao Di has also had a benefit to staying here these days.

If he was at home, his wife would pull his ear and ask him, "What about sunscreen?" I-of-sun--frost-the-the-sun! ā€

At this moment, Lao Di saw a red appear on the horizon in the distance. He hurriedly picked up the binoculars and glanced at them, and suddenly excitedly "Ah! , then picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "It's back, he's back!" ā€

There was a sound of surprise over the intercom, then silence for a while, and finally arrogance. I only heard the eldest sister ask lightly, "Who is back?" ā€

"The iron slag is back." Lao Di replied respectfully.

"Who's the Iron Slag?" "Yes...... It's a teenager. "What does it matter to me if he doesn't come back?" "This ...... This ......"

"Tell him not to bother me, my sister is not available today." When it was over, Lena turned on the intercom.

Although there was no wind blowing at the moment, the old flute only felt the coolness of the swish. While they were talking, Iron Slag came to the bottom of the watchtower and shouted to the old flute, "Come down." ā€

Lao Di immediately climbed down the watchtower with a smile, "Brother Tie, I'm back, I'll give you a good wipe in a while." Iron Slag smiled, took out a package from the canvas bag on the right side of the locomotive, and threw it to the old flute. Lao Di took the package and glanced at it, it was printed with the logo of "Catherine", and suddenly smiled even more. As he climbed into the back seat of the red comet, he said, "Let's go, let's go to the self-government council, and I'll show you the car." ā€

Iron Slag tightened the accelerator, and after a while, he arrived at the door of the Iron Mountain Town Autonomous Association. He handed the locomotive to the old flute, then took out a lunch box with the emblem of the Holy Wolf from the canvas bag, pushed open the door of the congregation, and walked in. The moment Iron Slag stepped into the hall of the Municipality, the originally noisy hall immediately fell silent. It's only been half a month since the last knife incident. Everyone in the hall still remembers the tragic situation of the knife tooth, and they clearly remember the madness and persistence of the iron slag that day.

Under the gaze of everyone, Iron Slag walked up to the second floor on his own. The office at the end of the hallway had its door closed. It looks like the inside has been renovated. Now, the Knife Tooth Society should be renamed the Black Fang Society, and at the same time, the Black Fang should also become the new owner of this office. In fact, compared to the knife tooth, the iron slag hates this black tooth more. Because the black fang gave him a somewhat insidious and cunning feeling. Iron slag is not afraid of others coming openly, but afraid that others will make it bad in secret. However, with the strength of the Black Fang Society, the iron slag is not in the eyes now.

Lena's office was in the middle of the hallway, and the door was closed. Iron Slag slowed down and moved silently against the wall towards the door. After a few seconds, he leaned against the doorframe and reached out to push open a crack in the door. There seemed to be no movement in the office, so the iron slag moved forward and peered through the crack in the door. I saw Lena sitting at her desk, bowing her head from time to time to copy and write, as if she was reviewing the text.

Seeing such a calm picture, the iron slag became more cautious. He pressed his ear to the door, listened carefully, and then gently pushed it open. During this time, it seemed to hear the abnormal sound of no mechanism, and when the door was pushed a palm's wide, the iron slag quickly burrowed sideways into the door. At this moment, he is alert like a hound, listening to all directions and seeing six ways. After making sure that there were no traps around, Iron Slag gently pushed the door open, and the cat walked up to Lena.

At this time, Lena was engrossed in reviewing the text, and didn't seem to notice that the iron slag had come in. However, iron slag will never be deceived by such appearances. Although they are both Type B1 Evolutionaries, Lena is higher than him in the evolution of Type B1. Therefore, Lena is slightly superior to him in terms of human senses, as well as strength and speed.

This is the eternal pain of iron slag. Without using the ability to transform insects, he is no match for Lina at all, so much so that she often plays between his metacarpal bones.

"Sister Lena?" Iron Slag asked tentatively.

Lena continued to copy and write without raising her head, and answered casually, "Is there something wrong?" ā€

Iron Slag craned her neck curiously, wanting to see what she was writing. At this moment, Lena suddenly raised her head and put her hand down, covering the paper on the table.

Iron Slag grinned, "Sister, I'm back." ā€

"Who's your sister?" Lena frowned and asked in a businesslike tone, "How's it going?" ā€

Iron Slag retracts his smile and informs Lena of the killing of Joseph, and explains the relationship between Joseph and the Rogier family.

"It's just a guard, not a young master who killed the Rogier family." Then, Lena picked up the phone on her desk and instructed the clerk to reissue Joseph's wanted warrant. After making the call, she glanced at the iron slag and asked, "What else is going on?" ā€

"I killed Steward Song of the Hiros family." Iron slag to.

Lina was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "You killed our family's Steward Song?" Iron Slag scratched at his hair and replied. Lena looked down for a moment and continued, "Is there anyone who has witnesses?" Iron Slag shook his head. Lena breathed a sigh of relief, "Kill it, kill it, I don't like him anyway, although he gave me candy to eat from time to time, but he was too snobbish." ā€

Iron Slag walked around the desk, first pointed in the direction of the thirteenth silver city, and then whispered in Lina's ear: "Steward Song is the eyeliner above." ā€

"Don't care who's behind him, just pretend you don't know." With that, Lena stood up straight, her hands on her chest. I saw that the pair of fullness on her chest stretched open the gap between the buttons under the squeezing of her arms. Standing at the angle of the iron slag, it seems that you can see the lace edge looming inside. Lina was taller than the iron slag, she looked at the iron slag condescendingly, and asked lightly, "What else is the matter?" ā€

Iron Slag shook his head, turned and left. Lena is not very emotional today, and in his experience, it is best to run away quickly. Just as Iron Slag walked to the door and was about to reach out to open the door, a sudden fragrant wind hit behind him. Before he could react, two slender arms circled around him.

In the next second, he was held in his arms by a warm delicate body, and the familiar voice came from his ears: "My dear, welcome back." ā€

Iron Slag just wanted to respond, and the arm holding him tightened in vain! In an instant, he was almost overwhelmed by the brutal bear hug.

"Where did you go on your honeymoon with the goblins?" "I didn't ...... No. "Does it take two weeks to get to Sand City?" "Sand ...... Sandstorm. "Yo~ Honeymoon in a sandstorm, it's so romantic~"

"No ......" "Set up a tent, it's so exciting~" "Mistaken...... Misunderstand. ā€

"No regrets! The scum has no regrets! Lena instantly went berserk, gritting her teeth and increasing the intensity of the bear hug!

"Yes...... It's a misunderstanding. ā€

"Yo~ It's a misunderstanding~" Lina gradually relaxed her strength, distressed, "I'm sorry~ Sister misunderstood you." ā€

Iron Slag breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained to Lena. They went from encountering a sandstorm in the endless sea of sand to being chased by a swarm of sandworms, then how they discovered the real yĆ n room of Nataxia, then how they went through the catastrophe, and finally how they sold You Ge to a good Samaritan in Sand City (here he does not dare to tell the truth).

"Yo~ This story is quite good." As soon as Lina's words fell, the strength of her bear hug skyrocketed! The iron slag was instantly squeezed and could not breathe, and he almost wanted to call for help. He really didn't understand how a woman could have such a lot of brute strength, it was simply unscientific.

"Etiquette...... Gift. "Gifts?" "Hmm." "Take a look." "Lunch box." "Yo~ I want to run." "In ...... In there. ā€

Lena followed the slag's gaze and saw a package on the ground, presumably dropped from the game (to her, a joke). Lena stretched out her slender legs to hook the package over, then picked it open on her toes. At this time, she smelled a strong smell of meat. So she immediately let go of the iron slag and turned to get the contents of the package.

The package contained several aluminum lunch boxes, and the smell of meat emanated from them. Lena opened the lid and the smell of barbecue came to her nose.

"Yo~ It's a roast gerbil." Lina picked up the fork in the lunch box and began to enjoy this rare delicacy.

Iron Slag was relieved to see Lena intoxicated by the food......