Chapter 13: ice queen
Since the "Owl Project" is to be carried out, the manpower must first be assembled.
The most crucial candidate, Wei Chen has already made up his mind.
Lian Luo - one of the 100 future Titans.
The Titans, the future manager of Atlantis, the creator of the four wonders of the Titans. They have longevity and are leaders in every field.
In order to prevent them from making wrong decisions and maintain the absolute correctness and authority of the Titan team, the Titans will hold voting every year, and everyone votes for the Titan who thinks they cannot keep up with the development of the Titan.
Once someone gets more than 49% of the vote, and he himself agrees, then he quits the Titans. A better man joins the Titans to replace him.
Up to now, Wei Chen has met two Titans in total - Harper Lane and Kate Fox.
To be honest, Wei Chen didn't feel that the two were different from ordinary people. He always felt that there was some gap between them and the legendary one hundred smartest elites in the world.
Harper is a petty-bourgeois writer with little pursuit, and Kate is a carefree, rambunctious big girl.
Wei Chen felt a little heartbroken.
I hope this girl named Li'an Luo doesn't let herself down.
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New York, Harlem.
Harlem is part of Brooklyn, New York. The area is one of the largest Latino communities in New York, and the residents are mainly Puerto Ricans, but also include other Latinos and blacks.
The notorious black district is located here.
At night, a black Oldsmobile car slipped gently into here.
The roads here criss-cross like the webs of drunken spiders.
The car rumbled past a house whose windows were half open and half closed.
Two pairs of sneakers hang from the wires staggered between the houses.
There are sneakers hanging from the wires in the black district, which may mean: someone was murdered here, and hanging a shoe is equivalent to a head.
In short, it is an absolutely dangerous place.
The Oldsmobile car stopped slowly, and two beautiful white beauties came out.
One tall and one short, with snow-white skin.
The tall beauty was wearing a long bohemian dress, a silk shirt, and a pile of gold bracelets stacked on her wrists.
The short one was wearing black smoking pants and sunglasses.
The two exuded an icy aura from the inside out.
A few black people who were stealing car parts on the street, saw two beautiful women suddenly appear on the street, and immediately put down their work.
The five black men walked over like a slipper.
"Hey, girls, would you like to have a drink? The nearby Swift bar will definitely make you have a good night."
The black leader, wearing a dirty black T, sent out an invitation to the two beautiful beauties.
"Heh, what to drink? Antifreeze? Or something exchanged for lighters and horse urine? Go away, or I'll make you kneel down and call Mommy."
The tall beauty shook the gold bracelet in her hand and said disdainfully.
The sarcasm of the beautiful women angered the black people. They had never heard of the adage that women should be silent, but they immediately raised their fists and swung at the beautiful women.
Since they don't eat toast, then invite them to eat fine wine.
The tall beauty opened her cherry mouth and exhaled a cloud of white smoke.
A thick fog-like gas immediately enveloped the black leader.
He didn't even let out a whimper, and a layer of ice crystals formed around his body.
The ice crystals quickly spread all over his body, from the soles of his feet to his neck and face.
The heat inside the body was quickly sucked away, the blood flow began to slow down, and the heart seemed to be frozen.
When the ice crystals spread to the top of his head, the black leader's heart stopped beating completely.
The black leader who was frozen by ice crystals, his face was vividly presented in front of everyone's eyes.
It was a terrified expression.
There was silence in the air, and a chilling chill hit the black people present.
Seeing the tragic state of the boss, the rest of the black people screamed in agony, scattered their footsteps, and ran wildly around.
However, the two beauties would not let them go like this.
The short beauty stretched out her finger and pointed to the sky, and an ice storm immediately fell in the air.
The ice crystal snowflakes chased after the fleeing black people as if being carried by the gust of wind.
Like Lisuo who is chasing his life, every time he encounters a black man, the ice storm freezes them into popsicles.
In less than ten seconds, the black people were all turned into human sticks.
From a distance, it looks like an ice sculpture.
But now it's autumn, and there are human-shaped ice sculptures on the streets, how strange it looks.
The tall beauty exhaled, "There are always some **** who don't have long eyes, disturbing my good mood. Anne, does Lianne Luo live near here?"
"Yes, just around the corner." The short beauty named Annie replied.
"I hope she won't be killed. I have no confidence in the security of this place."
"No, we still have to experience the fun of torture! Sister Ivana, hee hee..."
Although Annie is petite and cute, her smile is cold and terrifying.
"Do what you want, but don't play it too far. It's also very troublesome for the Walter Company to pursue it."
The tall beauty Ivana said casually.
The two of them didn't seem to care too much about killing a few black people at random.
And Li'an, whom the two beauties and Wei Chen are thinking of, is teaching his younger brother at home at the momentCullen, don't you want to tell me the truth? "
"No, sister. It really just fell on a bicycle. Put it on and it will be fine tomorrow."
Li'an's younger brother, Kuro, who has dark blue eyes, is operating the computer with a bang.
"Nonsense, our bicycle has long been broken."
Li An suddenly exposed his brother's lie.
Li'an was wearing torn jeans and an open sweatshirt, tall and thin, with short, malnourished yellow hair.
She's not really a beauty, but she has a vigorous heroic spirit.
"Let me see you here," Li'an lifted his brother's back at once, only to see purple-green bruises all over it.
At first glance, he was beaten.
"Those scumbags, I must teach them a lesson!"
Seeing the scars on his brother's back, Li An's tears of pain were about to flow out.
My younger brother, Cullen, is a high school student, taciturn, lacking self-confidence, and his only interest is in tinkering with circuit gadgets.
Seeing her sister's sad expression, Cullen immediately came up to comfort her, "It's okay, sister. They're just playing with me. Sooner or later, they'll get tired of it. That's who they are."
Cullen was talking about the black people on the street.
Li An is very strong. She has always felt that since her parents died, she has not fulfilled her responsibility to take care of her younger brother. Therefore, when her younger brother was bullied, in addition to anger, she felt useless hatred for herself.
"Sister, you really don't have to worry about me too much. Sometimes, you seem to be constantly worrying. Worrying about the rent, worrying about me... Sometimes all you need to do is to enjoy life."
Cullen held Li'an's shoulders, looked at her face, and said sincerely.