In a prison in Manchester, a man wearing a trench coat stood inside a cell, facing a young man dressed in prison garb.
"Nek, join us and help overthrow the rule of this evil tyrant," Ice King said coldly.
"Join you? I'm sorry, I'm not interested," the young man said with a smile.
"Not interested? Then why did you kill so many high-ranking officials? You must have seen their evil side just like I did," Ice King said excitedly.
"Evil side? I'm sorry, you misunderstood. The reason I killed them is because murder brings
pleasure," the young man laughed maniacally.
"You..." Ice King sighed and turned to leave the cell.
At that mont, a middle-aged man at the opposite cell crawled to the doorway, excitedly watching Ice King.
"You must be here to rescue . Hurry, let
out," Wadi called out excitedly.
"Rescue you?" Ice King's mouth curled into a cold smile, and he suddenly reached through the bars and grasped Wadi's throat.
"Let
go, please let
go, I'll give you money!" Wadi's face turned ashen as he struggled frantically.
However, before he could finish speaking, his entire body had turned into ice and shattered.
Watching the bloody scene, the young man in the opposite cell not only wasn't afraid, but a bloodthirsty smile also appeared on his lips: "Tsk tsk, this world is getting crazier, I like it."
Just after Ice King had killed Wadi, several ard police officers rushed in.
"Don't move or we'll shoot," several police officers aid their guns at Ice King.
With a faint coldness on his face, Ice King slowly walked towards them.
"Shoot, shoot!" a leading police officer yelled frantically.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Accompanied by gunshots, the prison walls were riddled with bullet holes, but Ice King, who had just stood in the corridor, had already disappeared.
"How is that possible? Where is he?" The faces of several police officers showed confusion.
Just then, suddenly one officer felt drops of water on his neck, he looked up sharply, and his expression turned extrely ugly.
"He's on the roof." The officer raised his gun to shoot at the roof.
However, a flash of cold light struck, and in an instant, he was turned into an ice sculpture.
The corridor fell silent once again, with only ice fragnts on the floor and a cold laugh echoing in the cell.
Ice King's body fell from the high wall, a hint of coldness in his eyes as he slowly walked towards a car parked by the roadside.
"Don't move." Just then, a female officer's reprimanding voice rang out.
Ice King stopped, a cold smile crossed his lips, "Beauty, it's you again. Have you taken a fancy to ?"
Now, Ice King had beco synonymous with the Grim Reaper, so not many police officers nearby dared to co for backup.
Thus, even though Ice King had caused a lot of commotion, only Qima dared to rush over recklessly.
"Put your hands on your head, or I'll shoot," Qima said nervously, holding a handgun.
A smile crossed Ice King's lips, and surprisingly, he obediently raised both hands.
A look of joy appeared in Qima's eyes, but the next mont, she was stunned.
Because the gun in his hand had sohow beco encased in a thick layer of ice.
"How is this possible?" Qima's face suddenly turned ugly.
What horrified Qima even more was that the ice quickly spread up her arms, and within seconds both her hands were completely frozen and immobile.
Thick ice had ford on her feet as well.
Iceman looked at Qima with a mocking expression, "Do you know what I enjoy the most? It's watching a person slowly freeze into an ice sculpture—it's simply a piece of art."
At that mont, Qima's entire body was stiff with ice, she couldn't even speak.
"However, I've created countless pieces of art, yet none has satisfied , so I had to destroy them all myself," said Iceman as he slowly walked towards Qima.
Qima's body was already encased in ice, leaving only her head, and the ice was rapidly spreading to her neck, mouth, and then to her eyes..."
"You are beautiful, but still not a perfect work of art, so I can only destroy you too," Iceman sneered as he walked towards the frozen Qima.
However, suddenly Iceman stopped his steps because he saw the ice on Qima's body slowly lting.
"Is it you again?" Iceman chuckled as he saw Lin Chen appear behind Qima, using his spiritual power to lt the ice.
"Kid, I warned you last ti not to ddle in others' affairs; this is a matter for the people of T Nation," Iceman said coldly.
Lin Chen carefully continued lting the ice on Qima's body as he spoke in a grave tone, "I don't care what you do, but as long as you kill the innocent, you are a villain."
"Hahaha, have I killed many? Compared to those people, I am far behind. Kid, you don't understand our country, nor do you know what is happening in our nation," Iceman said, staring at Lin Chen.
"I don't care what's happening in your country, but I do know that the people you've killed are flesh and blood; they have families waiting for them at ho, they yearn for a happy life, yet you've snuffed all that out," Lin Chen said, his eyes flashing with intense murderous intent.
At that mont, the ice on Qima's body had completely lted, and she collapsed to the ground, her body going limp.
A mocking smile appeared on Iceman's face, "Kid, want to save your little girlfriend? I do have a way; only your essence blood can force out the chill from the girl's body. Haha, speaking of which, you should thank
for giving you such a great romance."
With that, Iceman got into his car and drove away.
He wasn't worried about Lin Chen following him because he knew Lin Chen was currently preoccupied with how to save the girl in his arms.
"Qima, how are you?" Lin Chen called out to Qima.
However, just as Iceman had said, though the ice on Qima's body had dissipated, her body was still ice cold.
Lin Chen scooped Qima up, got into a police car, and hastily found a motel.
"Room for rent," Lin Chen tossed the money on the counter anxiously.
The female owner looked curiously at Lin Chen and the girl in a police uniform in his arms, her face playful, "Wow, so young and already into uniform play?"
Lin Chen, having no ti to explain, grabbed the keys and carried Qima to the room.
"Young man, need a condom? It's imported from the Island Nation." The concerned voice of the female owner rang out from behind.
Lin Chen stopped, blushed, and spent thirty more to buy a pack of condoms imported from the Island Nation.
After placing Qima on the bed, Lin Chen looked helplessly at the unconscious girl.
"Beauty, I'm sorry, to save you I can only offer myself," Lin Chen said.
Saying that, Lin Chen tightly embraced the ice-cold Qima, their lips pressing firmly together.
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