Chapter 236 White Album
Fugo and Naranja left the station in a hurry.
Li Qing has been trapped in the station, and they are now tasked with finding ice to save their companions.
In order to find ice, Fuge and Narancia ran quickly along the road, looking around for places where ice might be found on the roadside.
Although six o'clock is a good time to do breakfast business, European merchants who value personal enjoyment and believe that life is more important than work do not seem to be in a hurry to make money by getting up early and working late.
Most of the shops on the street had their doors closed, and the two walked a long way without finding a store where they could borrow some ice.
Finally, after crossing an entire street...
"There's a bar over there, open 24 hours a day!"
Narancia saw from afar the lighted sign at the door of the store indicating that it was open.
"Bar? Great!"
"If it's a bar, there will be ice reserves in it."
A hint of joy unconsciously appeared on Fugo's face.
The resistance organization's marathon has been going on for a long time. He seems to have forgotten how Li Qing pointed a starting gun at his head and forced him to start the race three days ago .
The previous grudges had long been eliminated in the battles, and now Fugo was instinctively thinking about his companions:
"Go, bring the ice back quickly!"
Without saying a word, Fu Ge rushed into the bar with Narancia.
This bar is quite large, with a spacious hall, neatly arranged seats, and a bar full of wine bottles.
Looking out, you can vaguely see the clean kitchen through the open door. Apparently, this bar also provides dining services.
But now the store is very deserted.
There's no way. Although it's open 24 hours a day, no drunkard would be interested in coming here to drink at 6 a.m.
When Fugo and Narancia walked into the bar, there was no customer in the huge bar. There was only a sleepy bartender standing at the bar on duty.
Seeing someone coming in at this time, he was stunned for a moment, and then said unhappily:
“Hello…”
"We don't accept little devils here!"
The bartender stared at Fugo and Naranja impatiently, looking up and down at their young faces:
"You are still minors, right? Don't even think about drinking alcohol if you haven't even fully grown all your hair!"
"Young people nowadays... they dress shabbily and uncouthly all day long, and they even want to imitate adults and go to bars..."
He kept on shouting in a rather cynical manner.
But Fuge and Narancia had no intention of paying any attention to the uncle selling wine.
"We're not here to drink."
Time was running out, so Fugo walked up to him and said straight to the point:
"Any ice?"
"We need ice right now."
"Ice? Of course..."
"There are plenty in the freezer , all for keeping the wine cool."
The bartender subconsciously pointed to the freezer on the bar behind him.
But he quickly responded with a strange look on his face:
"Hey, hey... this is where we sell alcohol, we don't just sell ice cubes!"
"fine."
Fugo replied indifferently:
“I didn’t say I had to buy it with money.”
"Huh?" The bartender was slightly stunned.
But Fuge had already supported the table with his hands, and he flew into the air and flipped behind the bar.
He ignored the bartender's surprised expression, and hurriedly opened the freezer and took out a large bag of ice.
"What the hell... robbery?!"
The bartender was surprised and instinctively wanted to rush over to stop it.
But he ran head-on into a transparent hard wall. The wall was uneven and felt like a muscular man.
Of course it’s Zi Yan.
Fuge asked Zi Yan to push the troublesome bartender aside, then turned around and threw the ice into the arms of Narancia who was waiting outside the bar.
After Narancia caught the big bag of ice, Fugo turned to the bartender who had been chased out of the bar and said:
"Feel sorry."
Fugo, who comes from a noble family, is quite polite when he is not angry:
"I really don't have any money on me."
"This is an emergency, so I'll just borrow it this time."
With the guidance and help of the "invisible evil ghost" just now, the unkind bartender's attitude suddenly became gentle.
He first readily agreed to Fugo's request to borrow ice, and then turned around and ran away from the back door of the bar as if he had seen a ghost.
And Fugo had no time for anything else.
He turned back and took out two large bags of ice from the freezer. When he felt that the amount was enough, he said to Naranja without turning back:
"Narancia, let's go."
"Uh-huh…"
Somehow, Narancia's voice was trembling:
"It's so cold... No..."
"I didn't even feel the cold, my body felt like it was frozen."
"Are you kidding me?"
"You just took a bag of ice and it's so cold?"
"Narancia, are you sick?"
Fugo turned around holding the ice, still complaining about Narancia's exaggerated remarks.
However, the moment he turned around, that careless expression instantly froze on his face:
At some point, a man in strange clothes walked into the store.
He was wrapped in white ice armor, with a pair of hard ice blades under his feet, a transparent ice crystal mask covering his face, and a visible chill lingering around his body at all times.
With every step he took, the terrifying white frost covered everything around him.
On the ground and on the seats, the horrible cold air spread like a tide.
Narancia was only slightly touched by the cold air, and a dense layer of ice flowers covered his hair and eyebrows.
In his words, the temperature was so low that people didn't even feel cold but their bodies began to stiffen.
"Yes, it's the enemy..."
Narancia obviously realized what was happening now.
He shivered and tried to walk towards Fugo, wanting to get away from the biting cold wind coming from behind.
But just as Narancia retreated all the way to the edge of the bar, the man in ice armor also approached this side step by step with white frost.
Finally, Fugo and Narancia both saw the man's face hidden behind the transparent mask.
There was a hint of uncontrollable rage on that face, but more of it was an undisguised murderous intent:
"Fugo, Naranja."
"Purple Smoke, Aerosmith ."
The other party immediately revealed the names and aliases of Fuge and Narancia.
The tone was as cold as ice, sounding both a demonstration and a provocation.
"My name is Jiaqiu."
Jiaqiu told his name.
At the same time, his murderous eyes were fixed firmly on the ice in Fugo and Naranja's arms:
"You're looking for ice, right?"
"That's right, I have it here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cold air condensed around Jiaqiu suddenly spread out like a strong wind.
The temperature in the entire bar dropped to freezing point in this cold weather, and the already rampant white frost spread rapidly like a flood.
It's not a good intention.
Both Fuge and Narancia felt the tremendous pressure from each other.
But they naturally would not be afraid, even if frost had covered the entire sky and earth.
"No."
Zi Yan and Aerosmith took their positions.
Fuge and Naranja stared at Jiaqiu intently, without wavering at all:
"We've already got a portion of ice, you'd better take your ice shell and go away!"
"hehe."
Jiaqiu laughed coldly.
He chose to cause trouble for Fugo and Narancia because he had intelligence about them and knew that his stand ability could subtly restrain the enemy.
He will not lose this battle, and he must not lose.
"How can one serving of ice be enough?"
“It’s not strong enough.”
Jiaqiu leaped forward and punched the enemy who was ready to fight:
"Let me give you double the happiness—"
"White Album!"
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PS: Stand-in panel
Alternate name: [White Album]
The main body - Jiaqiu
Destructive power: A
Speed: C
Range: C
Sustainability: A
Movement precision: E
Growth: E
The stand appears as an outer armor formed by condensing air, which can block bullets. There are ice blades under the feet that can be used for fast sliding.
The stand can quickly lower the surrounding temperature (to near absolute zero) or restore frozen objects.
Although it is a stand that lowers the temperature, the inside of the armor seems to be very comfortable.
