"Uh, do we really need to rush this much?"
"No shit. That bastard Hush nearly blew me up. If we don't move fast, are we supposed to let him get away?"
"But, this..."
"Oh, come on, but what? You're a grown man. Just spit it out. What's with all the hemming and hawing?
Hold on. You're being awfully hesitant. Don't tell me you've gotten hooked on working for Hush and want me to let him off?"
Mr. Freeze scratched his head as Zuo Ci turned to give him a decidedly unfriendly, scrutinizing look.
"No, that's not it. Fast is fine. I understand.
But could we maybe use a different mode of transportation? This is really a little too... you know..."
Mr. Freeze pointed at the red sleigh they were riding, at a loss for words.
After their original base exploded, Zuo Ci was so furious about being ambushed that he whipped out a four-seater sleigh on the spot, then sped off on it while clearing a path with his Cold Gun.
To be fair, the sleigh was genuinely fast. He estimated they were traveling at over two hundred kilometers an hour.
But... wasn't racing this thing down a main road a little too weird?
"Oh, come on. You're lucky you've got a seat at all, and you're still being picky.
I've got other ways to get around, faster ones too. The question is, could you handle them?"
As he spoke, Zuo Ci tapped Mr. Freeze's fishbowl helmet, which was covered in tape.
Because of his mutation, Mr. Freeze had to keep his body in a subzero environment at all times. To that end, he had specially designed this full-body suit.
Although he himself had been fine after the earlier explosion, his suit had been damaged. If Zuo Ci hadn't acted