Frozen Doomsday: Ice sculptures turned into real objects, I built a god-level fortress

"Bang!"

"eighty!"

Feng Yunshan picked up the crowbar and smashed it hard.

Seeing that the "glass" immediately dented a large piece inside.

He was shocked, but also happy.

Surprisingly, this thing is not glass at all.

Fortunately, this thing seems to be very fragile and can be broken open with a few hard hits.

The flesh on Feng Yunshan's face was shaking. Although he was fully armed, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

But the temperature of nearly minus 50 degrees is not covered.

His eyebrows and eyelashes were already covered in frost, and his vision was a little blurry, but he didn't dare to wipe it off.

If you rub out tears or water droplets, they will freeze into ice immediately.

"Damn, the temperature is getting lower and lower."

"I heard that the lowest temperature will reach minus 70 degrees."

"Damn it, aren't we just human beings? We leave as soon as we say it, and don't care about it when we say we don't care?"

"No matter what, just leave it alone, I will support myself."

"I'll smash it!"

"Eighty! Eighty!..."

Feng Yunshan picked up the crowbar and smashed it hard at the original spot where the crowbar fell.

After being hit more than a dozen times in a row, he was dressed like a brown bear, his movements were restricted, and he was already out of breath from exhaustion.

I couldn't feel the cold anymore and my whole body started to sweat.

As soon as he reached out and touched the "glass", Feng Yunshan started to curse.

"My darn thing!"

"What the hell is this."

"I smashed it so hard it can't recover quickly, I'll do it!"

Feng Yunshan cursed fiercely, and then continued to hit him hard several times.

The shock made his palms ache and his forearms began to cramp.

Feng Yunshan cursed and was not ready to smash it. He jumped up and stood on the edge of the window sill.

He took out a small pointed hammer from his pocket and looked at a small slit.

This time, he didn't plan to use a sledgehammer to smash it. Instead, he chose a small hammer to look for cracks to see if he could pry off the "glass".

Unfortunately, his plan backfired. When Zhou Xun was decorating, he deliberately left this piece of material twice as big.

Unless Feng Yunshan can tear down the entire wall, this thing cannot be removed.

Moreover, even after taking it off, there is still a layer of steel plate dozens of centimeters thick waiting for him behind it.

Zhou Xun looked at Feng Yunshan who was trying hard to find a crack, and he had to suspect that before he became prosperous, he probably worked in decoration.

He raised the Zhuge Liannu, opened the night vision goggles, and aimed at his eyes.

However, the target of his eyes was too small, and Zhou Xun's accuracy was too poor. After aiming for a long time, he still failed to press the trigger.

In fact, if Zhou Xun fired all the crossbows, even if he was not accurate, he would still be able to shoot out Feng Yunshan's eyes.

But this is a bit boring.

He was going to die sooner or later anyway, so it was better to keep him alive and let him come over and compete with him in the ring from time to time.

Otherwise, if you are the only one left in the end, your life will be boring.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xun changed his goal.

This time he aimed at Feng Yunshan's raised buttocks.

This area is large, so there is no need to find any aim at all, just shoot arrows and crossbows casually.

Just as he was about to shoot, Zhou Xun suddenly thought of something else.

He hurriedly took out the crossbow arrow, ran quickly to the bedroom, and placed the arrow on the burning charcoal.

After a while, the arrow burned extremely red.

Zhou Xun loaded the crossbow with arrows again and quickly returned to the top floor.

Wind it up, aim it, and fire it, all in one go.

"Burn your butt!"

The bowstring made a sound of breaking through the air, and the sharp crossbow arrow shot directly into Feng Yunshan's left buttocks with a red light.

Just a little bit close to hitting the target.

Unfortunately, Feng Yunshan's clothes were quite thick, which effectively prevented the arrows from penetrating.

It probably only managed to shoot an arrow into it.

But it was enough for him to bear.

Feng Yunshan let out a miserable howl, stretched out his hand and pulled out the crossbow arrow.

Then he squatted on his butt and sat in the snow nest.

There was no pain on his face, but some joy.

Under the moonlight, it looked a little creepy.

A puff of white smoke came out from behind him, and Feng Yunshan's face looked extremely ferocious in the smoke, like an evil ghost.

He is indeed a person who has been in the world.

After calling out only once, he gritted his teeth and said no more.

And quickly locked on Zhou Xun's position, the two looked at each other.

Feng Yunshan said nothing, turned around, rolled over, and hid behind a broken tree.

Then, I saw him covering his buttocks, walking in an S-shape, and ran towards his villa.

Zhou Xun did not continue to replenish his arrows. The reason was simple.

He wanted Feng Yunshan to live a little longer and play with him.

After all, if he really wanted to kill him just now, Zhou Xun had a million ways to do it.

But if you start killing now, what will you do if those enemies avoid you in the future?

After all, Zhou Xun still enjoys the pleasure of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Feng Yunshan, who had fled back to his villa, leaned against the door, sweating profusely.

To be honest, the supplies in his villa are quite sufficient, which can sustain him and his son for at least half a year.

But after all, he is a person who has been in the world.

Know the principle of attacking first to gain advantage and attacking later to suffer disaster.

In troubled times, one must stand out as a ruthless person.

It's just that he made a mistake this time and chose a wrong target, which in turn injured himself.

Zhou Xun clearly had a chance to take his own life just now, but he didn't dare to kill him.

This made Feng Yunshan suspect that Zhou Xun probably didn't know that they were already in the apocalypse.

It was a complete coincidence that he got this news.

After his wife divorced him, she settled in the island country and sent him a message a few days ago.

The island government has made the news public and started a large number of immigrants.

However, it was not successful, and most of the ships carrying people capsized in the sea.

Before his death, his wife sent him a last message, asking him to take good care of their son.

Once a man has concerns, he will be timid.

Feng Yunshan was no exception. Although his son was a fool, he gradually withdrew from the world after he had his own son.

Feng Yunshan took off his clothes and simply cleaned the wound.

The injury from the crossbow arrow was not a problem, but Zhou Xun was so vicious that he burned the arrowhead into a soldering iron.

This burn is difficult to treat. If it is not treated as soon as possible, the wound will be difficult to heal.

Feng Yunshan took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the owner group.

"Does anyone have spare burn ointment at home?"

"My son accidentally burned his hand."

"I'm willing to pay a high price for it."

The message was sent, but no one responded.

Burn ointment is an uncommon medicine in the first place, and no one would keep it at home.

What's more, now that supplies are in short supply, many people rely on shaking hands to keep warm. Charcoal fires are something that can only be dreamed of.

Many residents now spend their days eating compressed biscuits and nibbling snow dumplings.

Everything that could be burned was burned, and nothing else was burned at all.

Now someone in Feng Yunshan's family was actually scalded, so where could he go to reason with him?

Many residents are even more dissatisfied with these rich and powerful people.