Demon King Dad

The alarm bell is still ringing, and the sound of soldiers slamming the door has been heard from the rolling door outside. But the little beggar doesn't blame the thick eyebrows for framing him, but it doesn't mean he won't find a way to escape. There are only two real victories in this world, and those who can survive, no matter how miserable they live, are the winners. Those who die, no matter how glorious they die, are losers.

The weak body appeared alone in the darkness, but those cold and expressionless eyes patrolled the small room quickly. At first glance, what he saw was dinner placed on a wooden table beside it, with four or five different breads in the basket. Even the sound of prying the door started to sound on the rolling shutter outside the door, the little beggar reached out his hand, grabbed one of the biggest baguettes, held it in his mouth, and took a bite.

The cold wheat spread in his mouth, and the rich aroma of bread occupied his stomach. Unlike just now, he swallowed the bread in his mouth without taking a few bites this time. After the first bite of bread was eaten, he took a second bite, with the bread in it, and then began to look at the room carefully.

The door is simply locked and can be opened from the inside. But it makes no sense to go out now, just collide with those soldiers. The only window in the room can be opened, but there are several iron fences blocking the way out, and only real mice can come and go freely. In addition to these, there is a toilet in the middle of the bedroom, and the exhaust window is too high to reach it even if you step on the toilet. Ice-cold snowflakes floated out of the high exhaust window. Outside this wall, there is a free world.

However, that freedom was blocked by the cold wall.

The little beggar took a bite of the bread again, his mouth was moving, but his eyes and his right hand, which was not grasping the bread, did not do anything to fumble between the bedroom and the toilet. He touches quickly, and facing the danger of death allows him to focus twice as much as he used to steal. Listen, the door lock of the rolling shutter outside seems to have been picked off, and the sound of the rolling door pulling up, indicating that his time is running out.

To be caught is to die.

The little beggar knows all this very well, and it is because he is so clear that he makes his mind extremely calm, calm and terrible. But the action is terribly fast...

"Wow...click!"

The outside shutter door was half-drawn, and it seemed that something was stuck. The soldier began to yell and kicked the rolling door vigorously. But this gave the little beggar an extremely scarce precious time, and it was this most precious time that allowed him to discover something in his constant exploration and careful observation.

The walls of the bedroom and the toilet are not the same thickness. The wall colors of the two are also slightly different. The toilet wall is full of cracks, but the bedroom wall does not have many cracks...

The little beggar's face is still expressionless, but his left hand holding the bread hardens unconsciously. He was thinking, thinking about what this meant? Walls with different colors, walls with different thicknesses, cracks are different...

"Wow!"

Finally, the rolling door outside was completely opened. Accompanied by that clattering sound, the little beggar finally thought of the reason for this——

The toilet room is not the building of the drug store itself, but the owner of the drug store, after living in, dug up the bedroom wall and built it himself. Since it is self-built, it means that the wall will never be too thick. Coupled with the spider-web-like cracks on it, I am afraid that as long as something comes to pry it, it will be able to pry open the wall completely!

There was the sound of armor stepping on the ground. The piercing alarm bell upset the two soldiers who came in. In the dark, they stepped on the handle of the blunt dagger that the little beggar had just dropped, slipped and blocked the door.

In the room, the little beggar's eyes scanned the bedroom and toilet again. He is looking for something to pry open the wall. Otherwise, it would be difficult to do it with the power of a ten-year-old child. But... what is there? Something like a stick?

No...no...no. I searched the whole room and there was nothing like a stick everywhere. The soldiers outside became louder and louder. They walked carefully to the bedroom door, drew their swords, and seemed to rush in at any time.

The little beggar took another bite of the bread, and his cold and merciless face probably remained so calm until the door was broken. Observing in this way, in a certain inadvertent, his line of sight, accidentally passed over the cold and rigid body of the shop owner...

An aura flashed in his mind instantly.

"Listen to the people inside! You are already surrounded! Come out!"

The soldiers outside were clamoring, but the little beggar inside was moving quickly! He stuffed most of the leftover bread into his torn clothes, then overturned the table and pulled the greasy tablecloth. Next, he rushed into the toilet quickly, turned on the water, soaked the tablecloth completely, then pulled off the blanket under the owner of the shop, spread it out on the ground, twisted the tablecloth into a stick shape, and placed it carefully on the blanket. .

A soldier outside the door winked at his companion and kicked the door with his feet vigorously. The loud knocking on the door reached the little beggar's ears, but he couldn't make his careful movements messy. After the spread, he ran back to the bedroom, and took out a brown glass bottle in a medical freezer next to the bed.

There is a liquid that can instantly freeze objects. The little beggar once saw the owner of the drugstore spread out some herbs and then opened the bottle to pour out the liquid. It is strange that those liquids quickly turn into gas as soon as they come into contact with the air, but when the gas disperses, all the herbs that come into contact are frozen hard, as if they had been stored for several days in a blizzard.

The little beggar wrapped his hands with the remaining quilt and unscrewed the lid. The cold gas made this room, which was not originally warm, like an ice cave. The little beggar couldn't take care of that much, and immediately began to pour the liquid.

The sticks made of tablecloths formed instantly. But the situation outside has become more and more urgent. After the kick, the soldier saw that there was no reaction inside, and after the door was slightly kicked open, his confidence immediately increased! He and a few soldiers all stepped back, got ready, shouted, and rushed to the gate!

ended……

The little beggar inside just picked up the long stick. But that weak door was absolutely unable to withstand the impact of a few big men. Believe that the door will break open in the next moment. The little beggar will be arrested the next time he sees those soldiers, then he will be tried and hanged.

The little beggar took the stick and started to pry the wall. He knew his situation, but still refused to give up. Is it God’s will? As he stared at the crack and tried to move it, something seemed to sense his desire to survive, quietly...wafting from behind him...

That is snowflake.

Three snowflakes with a perfect hexagonal structure float towards the gate at an extremely fast speed. Then, at the moment when the soldiers were about to hit the door, they attached to the door...

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These soldiers thought they had seen a lot of strange things. A greedy officer who can continue to be promoted, a rich man who has too much food but would rather throw it away than give to the poor. Senag is a place where weird things happen every day, and the soldiers here also think they are used to these weird things.

But today, they saw the most memorable scene in their lives. They could even make up this scene into a bluffing story and tell it to other people who were listening with relish while shaking their heads and saying that they didn't believe it.

The gate suddenly became an "ice wall". The three sprinting soldiers hit the ice surface, but they were unable to cause any damage to the transparent crystal. The three soldiers fell down with surprise, but what surprised them was not over. On the contrary, it is still developing more intensely.

The icy area on the door began to spread. With the door as the center, those ice particles climbed along the walls and the floor as if they had life. The water droplets in the air began to crystallize, and some hexagonal snowflake crystals floated slowly in the air, freezing anything touched into ice.

The soldiers yelled and started to flee, but when they turned around, they realized that their feet were already unable to move. The ice spreading across the floor connects their feet to the room. No matter how they shouted, how to ask for help, these beautiful and pure crystals did not leave any affection.

In a blink of an eye, the whole medicine shop turned into a world of ice and snow. Even the door just opened was covered by a thick ice wall. No matter how the people inside call for help, there is no sound beyond the thick ice wall. In this cold and dark night, even the sound of the alarm bell was cut off, everything returned to tranquility again...

The little beggar also heard the soldiers' cry for help. But he did not make any response to this incident. Curiosity is always the culprit of harm. All he has to do now is to leave here, and nothing else has anything to do with him.

The wall was chipped open. Snow and ice were blown into a small hole. The little beggar dropped the stick and bent down. He used one hand to protect most of the cross-section bag in his arms and drilled out of it with the fastest speed.

Cold...

The air outside is still so cold. The snow seemed to be bigger, mixed with wind, hitting the face, like being cut by a knife. The little beggar shivered, but he didn't have time to miss the little warmth in the house, but left the medicine shop as quickly as possible.