Godly Dragon Guard

If this series of things were planned by the other party, then the guy named Boss Zheng is really extremely cunning and cunning.

"I...how do I know, but Boss Zheng, that bastard's brain is much smarter than the average person, ah sneeze..."

Ah Jin sneezed and shivered all over from the cold. He originally wore few summer clothes. In addition, he had been riding a bicycle for more than an hour just now. He was exhausted and his whole body was soaked with sweat. This time The ice cellar suddenly became unbearably cold.

It's summer now, and Shen Lang and Ah Jin are neither wearing anything. Shen Lang is wearing a suit, but Ah Jin is miserable. He was too tired and took off only a long-sleeved T-shirt.

However, Ah Jin is also a martial arts cultivator, and his physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so he can still hold on for a while.

Ah Jin sat in the corner, huddled up, looked up at the bottles and cans in the boxes around him, and murmured to himself: "Haha, I helped Wan Tianpeng cut off hundreds of people's kidneys. I didn't expect that in the end he would still have the money." I can only accompany these things, ha, what a retribution!"

Shen Lang narrowed his eyes coldly. This Ah Jin seemed to be unaware. It was unknown whether the mastermind behind this was Wan Tianpeng or Boss Zheng.

Shen Lang secretly swore in his heart that after he escaped, he would kill these two guys with his own hands!

A gust of cold wind blew up, and Shen Lang didn't feel too cold. His physical strength was much higher than that of ordinary people, and his ability to withstand cold was naturally very strong.

But if you stay in this hellish place for a long time, no matter how strong your physique is, you won't be able to last for a day or two.

Before, the master asked him to stay in the ice cellar to suppress the restlessness of his true energy, but now he actually fulfilled it by accident.

Even Shen Lang couldn't stay in the ice cellar for a long time a day. At least he had to take an hour or two to rest and recover his body temperature instead of staying in the ice cellar all the time.

Touching the closed heavy metal door, Shen Lang sighed secretly. Even if he broke through the limit, the strongest blow could not shake the door. He is a man, not a god.

It is estimated that only martial arts cultivators like the old man who have reached the Wenjing level can do this.

In short, it is impossible to get out from inside, and the only way is to rely on people from outside to save him.

Shen Lang took out his cell phone and checked it, but there was no signal at all.

"Don't look anymore, there are a lot of ghosts in this basement, and it's in the suburbs, so there's no signal at all. We can only wait for death..." Ajin heard a mocking voice, his voice was much softer, and he was so cold that his words were slurred. Unclear.

Shen Lang sneered: "That's your death. If you want me to die, it's not that simple."

Shen Lang took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

Although the mobile phone has no signal, Shen Lang's mobile phone is different from ordinary people's mobile phones. Without signal, he cannot contact others, but he can contact his junior sister.

Shen Lang's mobile phone had a signal transmitting chip built into it by Yi Lian.

No matter where you are in the world, you can contact Yi Lian even at the North and South Poles.

I dialed a number and was quickly connected.

"Senior brother, how come you have time to call me?" Yi Lian's clear voice came from the other end of the phone.

Every time she wanted to call Shen Lang, she was worried about whether it would disturb Shen Lang, so she didn't dare to call during this period.

Shen Lang apologized and said, "Don't worry, Xiao Lian, I'm in some trouble now and I may need your help."

Ah Jin in the corner opened his jaw wide. He couldn't believe that Shen Lang could still make a call?

"Brother Lang, what's wrong with you?" Yi Lian heard something wrong in Shen Lang's tone and asked with concern.

Shen Lang told Yi Lian what happened quickly.

"What? Brother Lang, you are trapped in the ice cellar! How are you now? Which bastard did it, I will help you kill him!" Yi Lian suddenly became excited.

Shen Lang quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, Xiao Lian. I can still hold on for a while. Please help me contact Fajiang of Longteng..."

After a few words of explanation, Shen Lang hung up the phone.

"This alloy door cannot be destroyed even with a rocket launcher. By the time others come to rescue us, we will have died inside." Ajin said sarcastically.

Shen Lang turned a deaf ear and sat cross-legged on the ground, using the cold air to suppress the true energy in his body.

Shen Lang was completely motionless, sitting on the ground with a trace of white gas rising from his head.

Sure enough, the effect in the ice cellar was still great. Shen Lang felt that the energy in his Dantian was much smoother, there was no restlessness at all, and it was becoming more and more solid under his own suppression.

Shen Lang thought that after practicing in the ice cellar for a period of time, his condition would reach its peak, and if he could break through at the next opportunity, the success rate would definitely be quite high.

At this moment, Fajiang was blowing wind on the patrol ship on the Huahai border. When he heard the news that Shen Lang was trapped in the ice cellar, his expression changed drastically.

"Damn it! I'm too far away from Huahai City now. I won't be able to get back for a while. Sister Yi Lian, don't worry. I will contact someone first to rescue Brother Shen." Fajiang said hurriedly.

After hanging up the phone, Fajiang shouted angrily to an officer: "Hurry and prepare the helicopter on the ship, I have something urgent!"

"Yes, Chief!"

Fajiang then called Yang Huyue. He knew that Shen Lang and Yang Hu were familiar with each other, so he hurriedly told Yang Hu what happened.

Yang Hu was shocked when he learned the news, and immediately sent a large number of police officers to rescue Shen Lang.

Bai Qingyu also learned the news, her pretty face changed color, and she was extremely anxious. The temperature in the ice cellar had reached dozens of degrees below zero. How many clothes could Shen Lang wear in this weather?

Can Shen Lang...can he hold on? Bai Qingyu was rarely in such a panic, so she immediately dispatched the criminal police team and rushed to the northern suburbs.

In the ice cellar, the temperature seems to have become even lower, as if the temperature has been artificially controlled. Now the temperature in the ice cellar has dropped to more than 40 degrees below zero!

What is the concept of minus 40 degrees? Splashing a glass of water in the air can quickly condense into ice shavings!

Ordinary people will definitely die if they expose their whole body to the air for more than ten minutes without treatment!

Shen Lang was meditating well, but the temperature suddenly dropped to this level, making him feel a little uncomfortable. Although Shen Lang is tyrannical, he is also made of flesh and blood and is not made of iron.

Shen Lang stood up and glanced at Ah Jin who was sitting in the corner. He saw that his face was covered with hoarfrost and he had obviously lost consciousness.

If he can be rescued now, there may be a way to survive. Of course, this is obviously impossible. This guy is dead.

Shen Lang tightened his clothes slightly, and he also felt a bit of chill.

Looking around, Shen Lang thought it was better to just wait and see. Since it was an ice cellar, there must be some air-conditioning vent here!

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed and he searched around. With his keen hearing, he quickly found the location of the air-conditioning vent.

In a corner of the ice cellar, the material outside is also made of alloy, and it is estimated that even a bomb cannot destroy it.

It's hard to destroy, and it takes so much effort, and it's even easier to freeze to death here.

Shen Lang simply picked up a few wooden boxes and blocked the air-conditioning outlet. The cold wind stopped raging and made him feel better. (To be continued)