At this moment, Frankimir searched all the way along the pine forest of the coast, and without much effort, found Leo the Shorty's Triangle Cliff grocery store among several tall rocks.

There was no life around the grocery store, and the whole wooden house looked very dilapidated, like a mining workshop that had been abandoned for many years.

Frankmir parked his car under the cracked pine fence in front of the grocery store, strewn with traces of ropes on horseback, long after the days when oxen pulled horses and dragged them, and can only be seen in remote mountainous areas.

It is not difficult to imagine how many years of wind and frost the house in front of you has experienced, and it can still hold on to the present, and it is still majestic and has not collapsed, which is enough to be called an architectural miracle.

Strangely, in the midst of the ice and snow, the dead wooden hut did not give anyone a cold feeling. Frankimir didn't knock on the door, he pushed open the old squeaky wooden door, which was covered with frost but not frozen.

He walked into the wooden house of the grocery store, which was dark and damp, and even though there was a hot breath, it still felt gloomy, and there was a thick pile of dust everywhere. All kinds of discarded furniture, lying in a mess of random horizontal and vertical lying in the store, there is no appearance of a grocery store here, more like an embarrassing slum.

Frankimir stood in the center of the shop, and in the Tiehua cash register behind him, sat an old man in tattered clothes and a crumbly figure. The old man had severe Parkinson's symptoms on his left hand, and his right hand was like a mechanical arm, he twisted his silver-white beard, and asked unhurriedly: "What do you want, the things here are always a little old, but they are all from the master's craft." ”

"'I'm afraid of Cibo' why is he old and dizzy, or have you forgotten me, do you remember that you always pull me and show off your knowledge?" Frankimir said, touching his white jaw.

The thin old man picked up the rotating glasses full of lenses from the cash register with strange movements, and the glasses will automatically switch lenses according to the user's feelings and the target they see, without manual adjustment, and the accuracy is as high as 90% or more.

The old man did the simplest movements, and it seemed that he was also struggling, as if it was difficult to fully control his body, and he was a little unable to do so.

"Who shall I be? Recklessly, it scared me, it turned out to be little Ivan. It's been a long time since I've seen you, and it's the fragrant wind that blows you today? "I was afraid that Magnet knew Frankimir's father, so he used to call him little Ivan, because his father's name was Ivan, although Frankimir had his own name.

"I'm afraid of Cibo, I happened to be passing by here, so I came over to take a look. It's been a long time since I've seen Leo, and I've heard he's getting more and more foolish. ”

"It's not. That kid didn't have a normal day, if the old man had a spirit in the sky, he would definitely be angry to death, this kid is simply a disaster. It's not quite right, but I can't really find another adjective. ”

"No wonder his title of 'Crypt Little Demon King' is getting louder and louder day by day, and it can be said that it is terrifying."

"Come on, don't mention it again, it will only make him proud. Huh! I've never seen such a generation that doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, so let me send you down. Afraid of Ciber, he limped towards Frank Mire.

With more than seven organs and musculature made of metal, he fought in a major war that destroyed all of Europe and his young, muscular body.

At that time, biotechnology was far less developed than it is now, and artificial organs and artificial tendons were mainly based on mechanical products, and half of his body was replaced by machinery, and it was an incredible miracle that he was able to live to this day.

Because there are too many iron metals in the body, it is natural to avoid magnets, and it is precisely because of this that the strange name "Fear of Magnetism" is born. After recovering from his injuries, he was a loyal old man who worked for three generations of Leo's family and grandchildren.

Afraid that Cibo came to Frank Mire, he looked at it carefully for a long time, shook his head in frustration, and said slowly: "No wonder girls, thinking about you are going crazy." God is really unfair, why should you give you such a handsome face, so that people will be jealous when they see it? There is no reason, there is no reason! Eh...... How am I a fat belly and a bald man? ”

Afraid of the babbling and scolding in his mouth, he turned around and walked towards the fireplace in the house. I saw him tapping a few times on the stone bricks of the fireplace, seemingly random but regular, and then twisting on the talons of the double-headed eagle pendant on the fireplace.

Only the creaking mechanical friction of the fireplace and the turning of gears can be heard, and the opening of the fireplace gradually expands until the red bricks on the furnace wall disappear completely, revealing a dark passage.

"Let's go inside, little Leo is having a good time inside. You're really looking for a day, come in early, and the kid hasn't come back yet. ”

"It seems that I will indeed pick the day, thank you, I'm afraid of Cibo."

"Do you want an oil lamp?"

"No, black is a black spot, this road is very familiar, you can walk with your eyes closed."

"Beware of slippery underfoot, it's slippery here."

Frank Miir patted the mechanical shoulder of the feared Ciber, and slowly entered the dark and gloomy tunnel, where a heavy stone door appeared at the end of the tunnel.

The stone gate stood motionless, but the relief wall next to it saw Frankimir coming over, and slowly opened a gap, just enough for Frankimir to pass alone.

Through the narrow gap, a group of lewd and promiscuous images of flowers and wine were immediately presented in front of his eyes, and everything here was like the court life of the evil tsar in the painting. Compared with the "sewer bar", the underground chamber of the Triangle Cliff grocery store is more magnificent and gorgeous, and it is also more unsightly. It is full of unclothed, flirtatious men and women, and the surrounding layout and furnishings are also extremely messy, vulgar and unbearable.

In addition to a large circular vodka fountain, the basement has nine spacious compartments made of openwork metal and pipes, which are connected as a single and independent of each other.

Surrounded by the fountain, a humanoid mold made of scrap metal shimmers with seven-colored light, becoming the main light source in the underground chamber.

From a distance, Frankimir saw a Persian-style cubicle, the short Leo sitting in the middle of a group of escort girls, with a tall beauty with breasts bigger than his head in his arms, without the slightest hint of shyness, an exhibitionist at all.

"What a pleasure! It seems that your life is getting more and more comfortable. Frank Mire leaned against the pipe porch of the cubicle and said in a teasing tone.

Leo, who was busy and happy, saw that it was Franky Mill, and immediately blasted out all the women around him, he knew that Franky Mill was not used to seeing these vulgar fans of water-based poplars.

Leo the Short got up from the ground, then climbed back onto the table. He beckoned Frankimir to sit down, and simply sat down at the table. Even though Leo was sitting at the table, he was still no taller than Frankie Mill on the carpet.

Leo summoned a "Baboon II" robot, which was the oldest and most common civilian robot model. Don't look at the "Baboon II.", which is a section shorter than Leo, this is a civilian miniature robot modeled after the Soviet giant main combat mecha "Kirov".

In today's civilian robot field, although the "Baboon II" robot belongs to a very old generation, its mecha thickness is the highest among all civilian miniature mechas. It is precisely because of its durability, invulnerability to damage, and few machine failures that it has endured, and its popularity has far surpassed that of the ingenious microrobots of recent years, and it has always been the first choice for bartenders. Even if you are beaten by a drunk, there will be no malfunction or complete scrapping.

"Iron man, bring us a dozen vodkas, all open, and I'm going to get drunk with my brother."

"Baboon II." turned and walked out of the cubicle, and in the short time he had gone to fetch the wine, Frankimir gushed about his ordeal of being rejected by Elena, and Leo the Short burst into tears.

Soon "Baboon II." brought vodka, and Leo the Short picked up the bottle and said, "Come on! My good brother, let's celebrate. ”

"Are you making fun of me?"

"Come on, bro, are you crazy? As the saying goes, there is no truth in the party, she is a prostitute *girl*, a ** who can do her best. Who do you think she is? Yes Snow White of Germany? Or the Sleeping Beauty of Prussia? She is a tool for spending money and having fun, she is not worthy of your love, your goddess is at home, Larisa is your love, she is the most beautiful woman in the Far East. I really don't understand, why do you still love pheasants while guarding the golden phoenix? That's just a joke, you can't take it seriously. I really regret taking you to a place like that, I just wanted to find a place to hang out with you, but I didn't expect you to be so pure that you couldn't extricate yourself from it. It seems that you have too few women to be so obsessed with them. Look at me here, there are all kinds of women, what type do you like? German, Hungarian, Romanian? Or Japanese, Chinese, Korean? I still have an American chick here, do you want to try to conquer America? My good brother, listen to my brother, forget about her, women are everywhere. ”

Frankimir looked at Leo the Shorty quietly, and Leo the Shorty saw that he didn't take advantage of the stubble, so he didn't continue. He just shoved the bottle into Frank Mire's mouth, picked up another bottle of vodka and said: "Let's get drunk, stop thinking about annoying troubles, and drink it wholeheartedly, this thing is life, let's drink a *high* tide*." ”

Franky Mire drank the entire bottle of vodka and smashed it to pieces. Leo the dwarf tilted his head and looked at him secretly for a long time, it seemed that his heart-rending pain did not look like he was pretending.

"Good, massive, massive! Good brother, this is what counts as a man. Come, come, come, let's go one more. ”

The two of them drank from dawn to dusk, until every drop of blood flowing in their bodies and every cell in their bodies were filled with alcohol, and then they blushed and put down the wine bottle weakly. If you change to a person who drinks a small amount, I am afraid that I will die of drinking it long ago.

Alcohol makes a man's breath more rugged and can also make a man more determined. Frankimir got up from the ground, his face solemn and expressionless, and looked at Leo the Elf. He looked numbly at the naked, reddened dwarf, running around unscrupulously, vomiting all over the floor, and urinating everywhere. A few big-breasted women wanted to suppress him, and it seemed that they were doomed to be in vain.

Frankimir didn't react to anything around him, no thoughts, no **, he didn't know if there were a few girls holding his arm, but he didn't think about kicking them all away.

He staggered to avoid the vomit of Leo, the dwarf on the ground, and slowly moved out of the compartment towards the exit of the underground chamber. The remnants of his subconscious told him that if he didn't leave quickly, he would probably die here today.

As he walked all the way, a scene of passionate indulgence with Elena appeared in front of him, she was reduced to the dust, but she had the purity of a *virgin*. She was so beautiful that he was dazzled and missed her all the time.

His soul had long been captured by her, and he couldn't forget her, and every time she appeared in his mind, he would feel incomparably happy, incomparably happy. Even if he had to exchange all his life, he would not hesitate.

He didn't know if it was what people called depravity, but he enjoyed the joy of such heaviness, just as a woman enjoyed being pressed under her body by a man. He willingly submits to his uncontrollable feelings, and his soul, which suffers deeply, is full of love for Elena.