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Chapter 173 In the storm, the Glacier strikes

Chapter 173 In the violent storm, the glacier hand attacks

Author: Mu Zixin

Chapter 173 In the violent storm, the glacier hand attacks

Marina Arena.

Crowds of spectators came out of the gate because this morning's game had ended.

As soon as these spectators came out of the gate, they were dumbfounded when they saw the pouring rain outside. When everyone came in the morning, the weather was a little sultry and there were not many signs of rain.

Therefore, most of the audience did not bring umbrellas or raincoats.

For this reason, these spectators hesitated as soon as they came out of the venue and saw the heavy rain outside. More and more spectators gathered under the eaves in front of the venue gate.

Before long, the audience inside could no longer squeeze out, and people were standing outside.

The three brothers Feng Junbo and Zhong were blocked in the venue and could not get out.

They relied on their status and did not want to compete with the audience to get out, so they deliberately waited for a while, planning to wait until the audience was almost gone before they left calmly.

Anyway, it doesn’t take long to wait. Within a quarter of an hour, the audience should be almost gone.

but……

Reality slapped them in the face. They asked other spectators to leave first, but those spectators refused to leave. Not only did they not leave, they also blocked the exit door.

The four of them were sitting in their seats, frowning as they looked at the crowd of spectators in the venue, which was still filled with darkness.

Feng Junbo looked at Zhong Laosan and said, "Xiaosan, go and find out what's going on. Why don't these audiences leave?"

Zhong Laosan agreed, got up and went to the front to inquire.

After a while, he walked back with a helpless expression, his steps showing a bit of laziness. Facing the eyes of Feng Junbo and others, Zhong Laosan sighed: "It's raining heavily outside, so heavy that it's blocking everyone."

We can't walk out at the door. If we want to go out now, we have to squeeze out of the crowd, or continue to wait here for a while. When the rain outside eases or stops, and the audience disperses, we can naturally go out.

.”

When Zhong Lao Er and Zhong Lao Er heard this, they were a little helpless.

The weather was not kind and it rained suddenly, so there was nothing they could do.

Only when Feng Junbo heard that it was raining heavily outside, he narrowed his eyes slightly. After his eyes flickered for a while, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and he whispered: "Very good! It seems that God is helping us!"

The three Zhong brothers looked at him doubtfully.

Zhong Laosan: "What do you mean? What has God done for us?"

Feng Junbo saw that the three brothers' eyes were very confused at this time, and naturally he felt a sense of intellectual superiority in his heart.

The smile on his lips became a little thicker because of this, and he whispered: "Since it's raining heavily now, let's adjust our plan a little! Let's do Li Zhongwu first!"

Having said this, his smiling eyes slowly glanced at the three brothers, raised his right eyebrow, and said in a lower voice: "Don't you know that on rainy days... my glacier hand can exert its maximum power?

?”

The three Zhong brothers looked astonished.

Zhong Laosan blurted out: "Glacier Hand, Glacier Hand...it is both ice and river. With the bonus of water, your Glacier Hand is indeed easier to use, big brother! Second brother! I think this opportunity is good! What do you think?"

"

Zhong Laozi and Zhong Laoer looked at each other and then looked at Feng Junbo.

Boss Zhong: "Shall we leave now? Force our way out?"

Zhong Laoer raised a question, "Li Zhongwu and the others just left the players' passage. They all have cars to sit in. By this time, they should have all left the arena. If we chase him out now, we may not be able to catch up with his car!"

"

Feng Junbo stood up with a smile, straightened his collar slowly, and said in a deep voice: "I have inquired, and the cars of all contestants are provided by the program team, as are the drivers! Therefore, the route of all contestants back to the inn must be

The shortest one! Let’s go! Go and send the man named Li on his way!”

After saying that, he strode towards the venue gate.

The three Zhong brothers had no doubts and followed suit one after another.

The four of them are not ordinary people. No matter how many spectators block the entrance of the venue, they cannot block their way. They forcefully squeeze out a way.

They have been in Binhai City for a few days and have already rented two cars.

Today they came to the Marina Arena to watch the game, and they also came by car.

They squeezed out from the stadium gate, and none of them stayed, as if they didn't see the storm outside. They all strode down the steps in front of the stadium gate and walked to the parking lot not far from the door.

Not long after, their two black cars drove out of the parking lot and accelerated towards the Oriental Inn.

The Oriental Inn is where Li Zhongwu and other players stay.



On the street a few hundred meters away.

In a black car, Li Zhongwu was sitting in the back seat, and Yu Fengying was sitting in the passenger seat. Li Zhongwu squinted at the violent storm outside the car window. The rainwater on the window glass was sliding down layer by layer. The rain was too heavy.

Yes, the car is driving very slowly.

At the door of the shop next to the street, people of all ages, men, women, and children were sitting or standing. They were probably the shop owner or his family! These people looked at the heavy rain outside with different expressions.

Some people were smiling and seemed happy to see such heavy rain; some were frowning and seemed to be cursing, maybe cursing that the heavy rain had affected the store's business; and some were closing the store with a calm expression.

, probably ready to take a rest.

The strong wind blew the big trees on the roadside dancing wildly, and leaves were blown off by the wind and rain. From time to time, one or two branches were broken and fell down.

The water on the street is more than an inch deep and is flowing towards the sewer entrance on the roadside, but the water on the street has not decreased.

This was the first heavy rain he encountered in this era.

The rainstorm brought back some of his childhood memories.

He remembered that when he was seven or eight years old, one evening, dark clouds rolled in the sky, a strong wind blew in the village, and the dust and leaves outside the house flew towards his home.

His father, who was taking time to collect rice in the drying field, turned around and yelled at him sitting at the door of his house while he was busy: "Close the door!! Close the door quickly, you bastard!!"

He might have been a little naughty at that time. He had never seen such a strong wind. Under his father's roar, he hurriedly got up and closed the back door of his house.

Although the wind was blowing from the front of the house, he went to close the back door first.

When he closed the back door, the glass from the two windows at the back of his house flew out, along with several tiles from the roof.

He was so frightened at the time that the sound of glass flying out of the window and the sound of roof tiles flying out made him tremble all over.

At that time, he felt that the roof of his house was creaking, as if the entire roof was about to be blown away by the strong wind.

It wasn't until my father hurriedly ran home and closed the door, the roof, and the furniture at home that he calmed down and no longer looked like he would be blown away by the wind at any time.

That incident left such a deep memory on him. From then on, he would always remember that when there was a strong wind, which side of the wind was blowing from would have to close the doors and windows first.

At this moment, when these memories appeared in his mind, his eyes felt sour uncontrollably.

Because he still remembered that he almost got into trouble that day, but he was not beaten.

The mother ran back immediately, banged on the door, shouted his father's name into the room, and asked his father not to hit him. She said that her son must not have done it on purpose. He must have been frightened just now and could not hit him again...



He remembered that day, he and his father were the only ones in the main room. His father had closed the front door, and he had closed the back door first. Facing his father's angry eyes, his lips trembled with fear, and he had no place to escape even if he wanted to.

But his father, who was clearly full of anger, didn't beat him. He just strode up to him, rubbed his hair vigorously, and said: "Don't cry!! I won't beat you, but I will follow you."

Your mother is not dead either, so don’t cry!!”

After saying that, his father opened the back door and hurried out to harvest the rice in the drying field.

Now that I think about it, he is not used to crying when he encounters anything. It seems that he was forced out of it by his father since he was a child.

Whenever he wants to cry, his father always asks him the same question angrily: "Is your father dead or your mother dead? Why are you crying?"

He couldn't remember how many years he hadn't cried.

But today's sudden violent storm brought back his memory, making him miss his parents extraordinarily, making his eyes red and tears forming in his eyes.

He lowered his head inadvertently, and tears fell silently from his eyes.

Because his parents are really dead.

Died very early.

In this new era, he couldn't even find where their ashes were buried.

The father who taught him to be strong can only be seen in his memory, and the mother who protected him no matter what trouble he got into, he would never hear her call his nickname again.

A sentence he had read somewhere before flashed through his mind at this moment - if parents are alive, there is still a place to come in life; if parents are gone, there is only a way back in life.

Even though he, Li Zhongwu, has extraordinary powers now, his only path in life is to return home.

It happened that at this moment, someone came to trouble him.

——His heart suddenly tightened, and a strong intuition reminded him that there was a danger coming quickly above his head.

Li Zhongwu, who had sensed that the danger was quickly approaching, changed his expression slightly, except for a cold look in his half-closed eyes.

He did not raise his head to look at the roof of the car, but suddenly kicked the car door beside him, jumped out of the car in a flash, and landed firmly on the street with his feet in the standing water. As the water splashed, three sticks more than one meter tall

Long ice picks fell from the sky and instantly pierced the roof of his car. Li Zhongwu glanced coldly and saw the three ice picks inserted straight into the back seat with the car door open.

If he had jumped off the car a little later, the three ice picks would have penetrated his body.

who is it?

Who is looking for death?

Turning coldly and looking in the direction they came from, two black cars suddenly stopped, several doors opened one after another, and four figures jumped out.

One of the figures just jumped out of the car. When his feet landed on the ground, he pressed his hands into the water on the ground and shouted angrily: "Thousands of miles of ice!!"

Amid the angry shouting, the water on which this man pressed his hands quickly solidified into ice, and the ice on the street was rapidly spreading towards where Li Zhongwu was standing.

Of course he is glacier player Feng Junbo!

From his position, a large piece of ice quickly approached Li Zhongwu in a fan shape. In just one breath, the ice on the street had spread tens of meters, instantly freezing Li Zhongwu's feet in the ice.

Li Zhongwu lowered his head slightly and glanced at his feet, then raised his head and looked coldly at the four people who had just gotten out of the car.

Asking for monthly ticket

(End of chapter)


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