Or it is, never give up!

But Shen Chong didn't give in.

Shen Chong took a deep breath, and his severely injured lungs roared like a bellows, roaring wildly, "Die! Here! Right!"

Shen Chong's arms exposed to the ice wind in the cold storage were already scarred, but his muscles were swollen inch and broke the already frozen blood clot.

He pushed the gecko man into it little by little.

Perhaps only two minutes later, or perhaps the pressure on Shen Chong's arm dropped sharply over the past year.

The gecko man was completely frozen.

The long tongue completely turned into an ice sculpture and was attached to Shen Chong's forehead.

Shen Chong retreated, and a large piece of bloody skin was torn off by the ice sculpture on his forehead, and blood gushed out, dyeing his eyes red.

Shen Chong took a deep breath again and punched the gecko man hard from bottom to top.

The fist shattered the lower jaw that was moving into ice, and then went in, and the force hit the gecko man's spine.

Shen Chong grabbed the gecko man's head again, jumped back, placed him on the fork, jumped back to the driver's seat of the forklift, ignited the fire, reversed the car, and pressed the lift button.

The fork slowly squeezed upwards.

The gecko man was sandwiched between the fork and the alloy door.

Shen Chong continued to step on the accelerator wildly, and white smoke rose into the sky.

A squeaking and harsh sound rang out, and the alloy door was squeezed and deformed further.

Finally, Shen Chong's gaze vaguely saw through Baiyan that the gecko man's body gradually changed, his scales dissipated, and his body shrank.

A punch hit the lift key and let it get stuck inside.

Shen Chong jumped out along the frame of the forklift, rolled seven or eight on the ground, barely getting out of the coverage of the cold wind in the cold storage.

In the distance, the sirens were shaking, and the dense lights were getting brighter and brighter. The convoy was galloping towards this side along the main road.

The rescue of the demon-slaying demon finally arrived. It was a little late, but it was just right.

Shen Chong, who was lying on the ground, took a deep breath, and the blood stained all his vision red, but his face was smiling.

He took out the last piece of man's stupid money-polysaccharide from his pocket and put it on his belly.

Shen Chong smiled and peeled the candy paper clumsy and difficult, barely stuffed the candy balls into his mouth, and his hands drooped weakly.

This time, Shen Chong did not chew it, but licked it gently.

No matter when I eat this candy, it tastes great, but unfortunately it is gone.

He looked up at the dark night sky, and the thick clouds suddenly appeared, and a bright night star flashed away.

I wonder if that star is the father?

I don’t know if the child can remember such a stranger, the father of another child, who saved his life on this winter night.

Labor and capital really don’t regret it!

This candy is so delicious!

squeak...swish...

Bang!

The convoy stopped.

"Brother Chen!"

"Shen Chong!"

"Here here! Here!"

Many familiar or unfamiliar voices came to his ears, and Shen Chong's consciousness gradually blurred, his head tilted, and he fainted again.
Chapter completed!