Star Dome: The opening made Black Tower regret for life

The wind was blowing slowly, and the snowflakes were falling like catkins. The snowdrift under the rock wall made the sound of someone shivering from the cold. Four people, Jiang Fan and March 7, stood in a circle around the snowdrift. Everyone There was a strange look in his eyes.

"This guy is almost like a grandson from the cold. He can bear it so well." Jiang Fan shook his head and took a selfie of his thigh with emotion.

"Could it be the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?" Xing pinched his chin and pondered, with a smile on his lips.

"What the hell, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are freezing to death. It's no use if you try not to make a sound." March Qi pursed her lips and looked at the snowdrifts at her feet, shaking her head helplessly.

"Everyone, get out of the way! Implement nano rescue! I have hot urine, let me wake him up! Brother Dan Heng, come and help me!" Jiang Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute! Brother! Brother! You are my brother! Look, I'm out now. There's no law against sleeping in the snow, right?"

Jiang Fan pretended to lift up his suit jacket and unbuttoned his belt. Then a pair of big hands impatiently came out of the snowdrift and waved it in the air. Then a handsome man wearing red clothes and blue hair emerged from the snowdrift. , the voice was full of urgency and panic.

He admitted that he was panicked for a moment, and even if he was punched, kicked, or stabbed in the ass with the tip of a gun, it would be better than being woken up by urine.

"Hey, you're awake?" Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"Wake up! Thank you all heroes for helping me! I, Sambo Koski, am truly honored to meet all of you heroes. I cannot thank you enough!" Sambo looked around and became more righteous after confirming that we were outnumbered.

"I'm Jiang Fan. Does this Corgi brother know the way into the city?" Jiang Fan asked

"... Just call me Sambo. Are you talking about Beloberg?" Sambo shrugged.

"Belloberg? Is this the city here?" March 7 came over and asked.

"You don't know this? Belloberg is the only place in the world where there are still living people. It also has many other names that sound super bluffing, such as the city of preservation, the city of eternity, and the only place where humans can resist the cold wave. It's like a fortress, but humans can only survive by huddled in this iron wall." Sang Bo clicked his tongue.

"You heroes don't even know the most basic common sense? Could it be that... there was a problem here... No, no, no, there was an injury here?" Sambo pointed to his brain carefully.

"Well, to be honest, we are super soldiers who were frozen by the cold wave 500 years ago. We are responsible for guarding Beloberg. It's just that we woke up recently because of a special accident." Jiang Fan's voice was low, and the expression on his face serious.

"So..." Sambo was startled.

"So in terms of seniority, I am your uncle. Now take us into the city." Jiang Fan patted Sangbo on the shoulder and motioned for him to lead the way.

"You are all..." Sambo licked his lips, his mind like a messy ball of yarn.

"Well, we are your uncles." Xing crossed his arms and nodded.

"What a ghost, uncle, I'm only 18 years old, okay." March said angrily; "Can you take us into the city? We have important things."

"Okay, that's okay...but you see, I came out empty-handed, right..." Sangbo rubbed his hands.

"You want to talk about money with the uncle?" Jiang Fan sighed.

"Even if you are my father, you have to clearly mark the price..."

Jiang Fan was silent for a while: "All we have left is our fists."

"Follow me, go this way, be careful of the slippery road." Sangbo suddenly became serious, his tone was like a nod and a bow, and he was talking about the traitor invited by the imperial army.

Sangbo rubbed his hands and led them to the heights of the snowfield. After detouring through a few small roads, the flat road suddenly opened up. There were no longer numerous rock walls all around, but the wind and snow became more and more intense.

There are ice sculptures everywhere on the surrounding roads. Sang Bo is not surprised by this. He just turned around slightly to avoid them. But when Jiang Fan's eyes touched those ice sculptures, he always felt inexplicably familiar, as if he was in front of them. Where have I seen the same thing?

"Where did all the heroes come from and where are you going? Are you really not considering joining us?" Sambo was still chattering, "You must know that businessmen are a hugely profitable industry. I think you are all very skilled. He’s a good guy, he’s definitely a good guy at this job.”

"Shut up!" Jiang Fan was too lazy to listen anymore. He pushed the smug and flattering face away from him, folded his arms and turned to look elsewhere, "Let's lead your way!"

Sambo is definitely a good guy who is good at stalking and fighting. A scalper businessman is best suited for a shameless person like him who can get away with anywhere. To be honest, this guy should be an interstellar businessman. He is definitely a person for everyone. Shouting goods.

"This is it?" March 7 said suddenly.

"This is it?" Xingye said.

Several people suddenly stopped. Jiang Fan had been musing and walking with his head lowered. He didn't have time to stop and bumped into the back of March 7. He quickly stepped back and raised his head, staring blankly at the soldiers wearing blue and silver armor not far ahead. For a moment.

"Who are these people?" Jiang Fan reached out and touched Sang Bo's shoulder lightly with his elbow.

"These people are the Silver-maned Iron Guard! They are Beloberg's army. They are all a group of people who are not smart. Brother! Help me, little brother. I have a criminal record! We can't be caught!" Sambo lowered his voice.

"Don't worry!" Jiang Fan licked his lips and lowered his voice.

Sambo's eyes were surprised, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. He knew the terrain here very well, and he could find the best escape route even with his eyes closed. As long as they were fighting each other, he would run away, and they would only stare at their tail lights. Just watch him disappear.

Sambo was muttering in his heart when suddenly a pair of strong hands pressed his shoulders, pressing him into the snow in a standard American arrest. He didn't have time to react until his head was pressed into the snow. He could only A loud and powerful roar was heard.

"Bold criminal Sambo Koski! On behalf of Bello Burke, I will search the Iron Guards to bring you to justice! Why don't you just surrender!"

"Hey?...Hey!...Wocao! Master! You are my dear uncle! There is absolutely no way you can do this!"

"Believe me, sir." Jiang Fan lowered his voice and asked him to calm down.

He could clearly see this guy's little moves, and the movement of running away was very familiar, just like when he was blocked by the teacher at the door of the class and wanted to escape at a sprint speed of 100 meters.