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Chapter 174 Farewell Gift

"Young Master Yan, your craftsmanship is no worse than Elder Yu." Wang Weiming held two small silver guns in his hands and wiped them with the cotton handkerchief he carried with him because of the secretions from his palms.

Oil and water treat this thing like a handicraft.

"Adjutant, are you concerned? This is a weapon. We are going to test it. I'm afraid it will melt if you hold it in your hand. I think you should be careful not to slip. There is an energy core device inside, which has been reinforced. Use it.

Ordinary bullets should be no problem at all." Elder Yu said.

"Let's go to the shooting range." Wang Weiming was as if he had obtained a treasure, and he wanted to open it.

From here to a spacious shooting range, the entire mountain here is a target point for shooting, both near and far. There is also an area for power testing. There are special sensors underground that can directly respond digitally.

Show the power of weapons.

The first shot was aimed at the farthest target, and a small tree 3 kilometers away was instantly destroyed.

The second target is power. Yan Boyuan takes him up to fly and shoot at the ground.

It broke directly on the ground, and the bullet rotated rapidly, constantly rotating on the dozens of layers of thick steel plates, and its power continued to move from the basic strength of D-level to A-level, and finally stopped at the place where B was added.

Elder Yu nodded to Yan Boyuan and signaled with his other hand that he could come down.

The nod was to confirm Yan Bo's perspective. This power could have reached A and above. With the addition of metal and his flame compression ability, there was no problem at all. But the elder was worried that they would continue to demand more and develop the environment.

Searching for nature, and finally walking towards their old path.

Elder Yu took out another small weapon and said, "This is for Commander Zhang's self-defense. You have two of them. It's not right that he doesn't have one."

"Here, I will give it to him after he has finished his work. Elder, you are so considerate, so that I won't be embarrassed when I use it in the future." Wang Weiming happily took the box handed over by the elder.

"Don't forget to tell Commander Zhang that the bullets used here are the same as your usual ones, and they are the same as yours."

"Adjutant Wang, after this incident, I really have to leave. Our young master is here and will cause you trouble again. The commander has a way to contact us."

"Thank you for your care and hospitality during this time. Make good use of the weapons I made. Cai Ping and the others should develop weapons to deal with the 'Qinglan' monster. Maybe they can also build another rail gun.

.But everyone recommends this, because the mobility is still very poor. It is important to update the power of the basic weapons first. This is my suggestion, and it is not troublesome for them."

"Young Master, you should also hurry up and purify the weapon materials you gave them." Elder Yu said.

"Okay, this just allows me to practice my skills. My flame control ability is not as good as the elders."

"That will take time. I mainly want you to relieve their pressure. It would be great if you were my disciple, but unfortunately you have greater responsibilities to bear." Elder Yu said with a hint of regret.

In the secret room, only Zhang Liguang and his son Zhang Qiang were left. The two men were no longer as simple as father and son looking at each other, but had a sense of mutual trust.

The child has grown up, does the father who has always protected him and cared for him really have to experience the melancholy of "having no choice but to let the flowers fall away"?

"Child, what we are going to see next, I have come into contact with before, but I specially used mine to encrypt it when I got this record box, so when I saw it just now, it was just white." Zhang Liguang said.

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"Now, dad, are you going to show me this? Is it that serious?" Zhang Qiang said,

Because Zhang Qiang's identity and strength are very strong no matter what, and he is also protected by a large number of supreme ancestor spirits, no matter what he does, it should be very smooth.

This was the last time he arrived. The most important responsibility his father gave him was to give him this power, and these were the ultimate goals of all kinds of training he had experienced since he was a child. Therefore, this responsibility and what was given to him would not go away.

crush him.

"Son, I think you have guessed it. But it is not this matter. Sooner or later, the battle and future development of the forces will be left to you. You have been making this preparation, both mentally and in terms of ability, and you have a lot of training.

, in various tests, it has also been fully affirmed by our Council of Elders.

Coupled with your excellent selection by the Red Sandalwood Throne, the slight opposition to you here has also disappeared."

"What could that be? It's so mysterious. Could it have something to do with grandpa?" Zhang Qiang guessed.

Regarding his grandfather, he only heard from his father that he had already memorized the half of the Demon-Sealing Sword Technique. Also, Zhang Liguang said that his grandfather was a grass bandit who had fallen in the world.

, they both picked it up.

This was obviously meant to deceive children. Now that he thought about this level of lying, he really found it funny. He was still imagining how powerful he was, but in fact, his father deliberately didn't tell him.

"In fact, it's not complicated. I'll first unencrypt the recording box. There is a lot of energy in this box. Each recording stores energy. After it is released, it can continue to record. Basically, it has been on for thousands and hundreds of years.

No problem."

Zhang Liguang pricked his finger with the knife he carried with him and squeezed out a drop of blood on the central pattern of the box. Slowly, the small drop of blood melted away and dyed the entire carved oak tree pattern red.

This is obviously the result of a perfect fit between the inside and the outside. If it were someone else, even if a cup of blood were poured out, there would be no change.

The red light gradually converged, and the white light began to appear in the original small room, and these white lights were like the curtain being pulled back again. The pictures and sounds began to become clear, and every word fell into their hearts.

"Commander, if you can see it, this will be the biggest secret in the world. The Saran next to me is not Xiao Li. They say he is the ghost king of the evil ghost species." Han Jiang looked at Wang Yiyi's body.
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