A Must-Have Skill for Tough Guys: Tastes So Good

With a gun pointed at her forehead and Russell's grim-reaper-like voice in her ear, Louise was terrified and didn't dare move an inch. She couldn't turn into an element; if her head was blown through, she would really be dead.

Meanwhile, her companions, the members of the Suicide Squad, all quickly ran away.

The two sides faced off in the street. Russell hooked one arm around Louise's neck and pressed a gun to her temple with the other. Feeling the ice-like chill in his arms, he snorted. "Miss, can you turn off the air conditioning?"

Louise's expression was cold. "Sorry, my power is beyond my control and has nothing to do with my will. If you can't stand it, you can pick another hostage."

"Is that so?"

Russell shook the Desert Eagle in his hand. The blade beneath the muzzle cut a bloody gash across Louise's face. "How about now? Remember where the switch for the cold air is?"

"..."

Louise said nothing and stopped using her power.

Female supervillain—"female" came first, "supervillain" came second. As the name implied, before being a bad guy, she was first and foremost a woman.

Even though her superpower had turned Louise cold and merciless, a woman's natural love of beauty would not change. With her pretty face being used as leverage, she could only submit.

Having dealt with the unruly captive, Russell flexed his arm muscles and shattered the ice spreading across half her body. Judging from her ability to control ice and the nickname "Killer Frost," he roughly guessed Louise's identity.

A member of the villain team Ice Squad!

Russell knew of this organization not because it was particularly powerful, but because it had a supervillain who wore a glass dome over his head, apparently named Mr. Freeze.

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