After grabbing Mr. Freeze and throwing him into space, Luke checked the consequences of the guy's angry sweep.
This is a factory area and there is basically no one here at night, so he chose to catch Mr. Freeze here.
But when I got closer, I found that someone seemed to appear, and seemed to have been affected by Mr. Freeze's random gunfire.
With just a few glances, he saw that a large hole had been blasted out of the air vent of a factory building by Mr. Freeze Man, and there were several people hiding stealthily near the gate, standing there stupidly and motionlessly, looking as if they were terrified.
Luke scanned the area and found that there were no casualties or bodies in the factory. Only a small area was frozen by Mr. Freeze's shot.
However, there was a man frozen into an ice sculpture at the street corner not far away. It seemed that he was hit while walking towards the factory gate.
Luke just scanned it, shook his head and turned away.
This guy just appeared on TV tonight and was rescued by Mr. Wei not long ago. Now he inexplicably ran into the muzzle of Mr. Freeze's gun, and it was the high-power quick-freezing energy that was vented, and the whole person died instantly.
Such an unfortunate experience can only be said to be fate. You can escape it on the first day but you can’t escape it on the fifteenth day.
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A moment ago in the factory, Lawther's cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting his chat with Xiu'er.
After the call was connected, Lawther said a few words, his face full of surprise: "Teacher Aoi, you are not dead yet? Ah, no no no, I am not cursing... Weren't you held hostage by those gangsters? I saw it on TV... What, you escaped? We are almost at our safe house... We are here too, wait, you are not going to bring the gangsters here!"
His voice became louder and louder, and all the otakus who were obsessed with his new wife heard it and turned their attention to him.
Lawther hung up the phone, stood up and took two steps.
After hesitating for a moment, he walked to a hidden corner, took out a homemade crossbow, strung it, and hung arrows on it.
Looking at the stunned crowd, Lawther frowned, "I'm worried that this guy is lying. He was with hundreds of gangsters at the time. If only a few of those guys followed us, we would be in danger."
Everyone subconsciously looked at the wives at the long table, and ran to several corners to dig out hidden self-defense weapons.
As an avid cosplay enthusiast, it is normal to make some bows, crossbows and simple firearms for yourself.
This thing is too heavy to carry around and inconvenient to operate, but it can still be useful for guarding this little nest in an emergency.
After the group was equipped, Lawther asked Xiu'er to close the small door at the back and keep an eye on any movements to prevent anyone from sneaking in through there.
If gangsters rushed in through the front door, Xiu'er could open the back door and escape to find help.
After arranging their own pets, the group of otakus encouraged each other and approached the gate with various self-defense weapons.
The reason why they don't reject Mr. Aoi is that the otakus are not that cruel after all.
After all, Teacher Aoi is a "friendly person" who brings a bit of femininity to them.
Compared to the low-rate cosplay of Lawther and Luke that makes him want to beat someone up, AOI-sensei is definitely a master at dressing up as a woman, and it's really hard to tell without taking off his clothes.
Besides, Mr. Aoi has a well-paid job (commercial spy), and he provides some small benefits to the otaku group from time to time, so the otakus accept him reluctantly.
The group left the factory, locked the door, hid behind a broken machine on the side and secretly observed the road.
Not long after, Teacher Aoi came out from an alley not far from the side of the factory and looked behind him vigilantly.
Of course, he was no longer wearing women's clothes at this moment.
With his handsomeness in women's clothing, he would definitely turn into a sunflower if he appeared on the streets of Gotham tonight.
Even so, Lawther, who was a cross-dressing enthusiast, quickly confirmed the identity of his good "girl" friend. Just as he was about to step forward to greet her, a noise suddenly came from the sky.
A figure with a blue-white glow fell from more than ten meters in the air. After rolling twice on the ground, he shouted angrily, "Come out, come out now."
Then, he jumped more than ten meters high, and fired a few shots randomly in all directions with the strange big gun in his hand.
Teacher Aoi, who was very alert, had already hidden aside, but there was not even a warning sign around him - these things from the slums, if any naughty kids came along, they would tear them apart and use them as toys.
Teacher Aoi pounced like a tiger and ran to the corner of a building on the street.
At this moment, a white mist fell from the sky and landed just in front of him.
Teacher Aoi only had time to curse: "Fuck..." The whole person was crashed into it, enveloped by the thick white icy air, and lost his voice.
Lawther, who had just raised his foot, was stunned, and the otaku group who were observing secretly were also stunned: What the hell is this luck
He was trying to dodge, but because of the random shots fired by Mr. Freeze who was hit by the black gun, he just bumped into it.
Is this what the saying goes... it's better to catch the ball than to shoot it accurately
Mr. Freeze fired a few shots at random without even looking at Mr. AOI who was hit.
This kind of scum who could be killed in one shot was definitely not the enemy chasing him.
Next, Mr. Freeze was knocked down and dragged away by Luke who came rushing over.
The area around the factory became quiet.
A few minutes later, making sure that everything was calm, Lawther carefully walked out of his hiding place and came to Teacher AOI.
Looking at the tangled, depressed, and frustrated face, Lawther tentatively reached out and patted Teacher Aoi on the shoulder: "Are you okay?"
Snap!
A crack suddenly appeared where Lawther clapped his hand.
Click, click, click!
Intensive cracking sounds were heard, and the cracks spread wildly from one to the entire body of AOI teacher, and finally collapsed completely with a loud crash, turning into tiny pieces on the ground.
Lowther was dumbfounded:
A few otakus who were lagging behind him for a distance gasped, and "Fat Pufferfish" Fisher even stuffed his hand into his mouth to stop himself from screaming.
"Hammer God" Viktor muttered: "Falco! Lawther actually killed his own teacher."
It was Iron Man Summer who was calmer: "Well, why do I feel that Mr. Aoi died when he was enveloped by the white gas?"
After a while, the others dragged the dazed Lawther back to the factory. After all, it was too dangerous outside tonight.
Old acquaintances like Teacher Aoi can no longer show them women's clothing, which makes life less fun.
After returning to the factory, several people closed and locked the door, then they relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief.
Turning around, everyone's eyes turned to their wives.
Then... a scream like ghosts and wolves howling came from the factory, even more sorrowful than when teacher Aoi died just now: "Fakko! My wife!"
"Falco! My classic wife!"
"Falco! My 30th anniversary wife!"
I saw that the long table in the factory, which was filled with their wives, was covered with a layer of blue and white transparent crystals, exactly the same as those on Teacher AOI.
"Hammer God" Viktor came to his senses first and finally called out, "Stop! Stop shouting, maybe the wives can still rescue him."
Hearing this, everyone shut up immediately.
The otakus approached the long table tremblingly, and no one dared to approach the freezing range: just now, teacher AOI was smashed to pieces by Lawther's touch!
But from the outside, things including the long table and the figures are just covered with a layer of bluish transparent crystal, which feels a bit like they are sealed in plastic.
"What are you doing?" Xiu'er's puzzled voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone who was observing the situation shuddered, and Fisher couldn't help but let out a cry.
All the otakus felt a tightness in their hearts, but the frozen long table did not react at all.
Everyone exhaled in unison.
Crash! Duang!
The skylight that was broken by the cold air finally couldn't hold on and fell down. The glass debris turned into powder and the iron window frame also shattered and fell heavily to the ground.