Nather didn't know why he always felt like his knife was crooked.

Is it the crooked feeling of being dragged by someone, who is dragging his knife?

But no matter how you look at it, you can't see it!

It's a bit confusing.

It's a big deal to kill people with your fists first, and it just so happens that one of your weapons needs to be recharged now.

Naturally, this refers to the devil's claw.

"We can endure the pain, but we can't bear the destruction of weapons." This is the advice of an old father from a Spartan family.

He naturally remembered, although he didn't know what the hell was going on now, how his sword was suddenly missing, and he also wanted to know this question.

Frightened, he didn't tighten the vengeance thread twice.

However, in a corner, there is a little Lori who is 1.48 meters and is in pain when she is dragged by these two times.

After all, what she was holding in her hand was a small blade, without any gauntlets, and it was extremely sharp, and it must have hurt to be pierced through the palm of her hand by this thing now!

Sure enough, the fragment was instantly detached from her palm—piercing her palm straight through.

But just like that, there was movement on the other side.

Nasser seemed to feel something stuck on the other end of the line, and hit the person directly against the wall.

Naser was a little stunned by being hit like this, and the demon's claw subconsciously used all his strength to pull it hard.

A black-purple streamer of light instantly pierced through countless streets, and with a click, it was spliced on the blade.

Nather was a little confused, a little curious about why this blade was slower.

Of course, no one has that opportunity to explore now, but he is thinking about something else.

Now that he can manipulate these obsidian shards with silk threads, he theoretically has the equivalent of a powerful weapon.

However, this weapon has obviously abandoned the means of defense, otherwise it would have broken in such a fall......

In comparison, I don't know whether to say that I am not good at doing it or what.

Nase's meaning is obvious, the silk thread can operate a weapon, just like when he let the blade cut everyone's throat in an instant in the Golden Cat Bath, if his silk thread operation is fine enough and meticulous enough, then he can operate all the obsidian fragments, and each obsidian fragment is with a sharp blade, then the combat effectiveness can be imagined.

But now it seems to be a big problem how to do it.

This one is worth looking into.

Naser has always been learning other people's skills and copying other people's skills, although he can achieve a certain degree of integration, but after all, it is not his own.

So I tossed it so much, but I also want to experience the feeling of hard work and miracles created by others.

Nasser thought as he ran to the furniture store to buy some furniture.

It is to simply arrange the interior of the entire Golden Retriever Bath so that there are more people who can accommodate there.

But here comes a little bit of a problem.

Ekaterina and Cao Mengtong dragged a guy who was no longer a human to come in.

"What's going on with you?" Nasser asked.

"My subordinates are uneducated and unskilled, and they have not been able to interrogate useful information, so I came to ask His Excellency Aslan for advice." Ekaterina replied.

"I've told you all, I don't need an honorific after my name—" Naser stretched out the end impatiently, "what interrogation techniques have you all used?" ”

"Aslan, my subordinates can't continue to use more spells because of their recent physical problems, so the interrogation is only carried out by physical means." Ekaterina was extremely sincere, obviously realizing that there was absolutely no way to come to Naser at this time.

Nasser smiled, "Leaf, take away, let's go meet a friend; Cao Mengtong, it's okay to carry out the task here, I recognize your ability, and I will arrange the rest for you. ”

Cao Mengtong nodded in surprise and began to patrol in the Golden Cat Bathhouse.

On Nase's side, Yekajielina directly dragged this guy under her armpit, followed Nase, and came to Qiao Guoyong's shop.

"Old Qiao, I haven't seen you for a long time, you are still so energetic."

"Stinky boy, you can really do what you say." Qiao Guoyong waved his stump arm and continued to concentrate on picking up his bomb, "The shelter area has really turned you upside down, and I've been a lot more idle, let's say, what's the matter with this trip?" ”

"Old Qiao, it's not a big deal, I just want to borrow some tools from you." "You can rest assured, you teach me, I will definitely learn how to use it, and if it is broken, I will pay you according to the price, right?" ”

"What are you kid going to do? I'll help you. Qiao Guoyong said, "Although I am a demolitionist, I still know a little about mechanical manufacturing." ”

"Old Qiao, don't come here, I'll do it myself, it's just that my friend is a little strict-mouthed, and I just want to find a way to open him a little." Naser said, with the smile of a good old man, it made Qiao Guoyong feel that this young man was not simple.

"I see that you have to give me a whole thing if you toss it like this, there is blood everywhere, and I can't clean it up, but for the sake of face, I can only open one for you at most, remember?" Qiao Guoyong said.

"You don't have to have more, just turn on that grinder for me." Naser said, very good at showing a flattering smile.

This couldn't be easier to learn.

But just like that, he almost didn't scare the brother on the ground to death.

Grinder, that's what you use to grind workpieces!

To put it simply, it's a knife to the edge!

"Don't, don't, I say! I say! ”

"Don't be in such a hurry, I'm going to tell you about it." Naser said, "When the dishes are all on the table, how can there be any reason not to drink?" ”

People have brought you here, how can there be any possibility of not being punished?

"Yezi, be careful, the memory will leave him a breath, at least let him say what he should say."

After Na Se finished speaking, he walked up to the grinding machine that Qiao Guoyong opened, and directly adjusted the speed to more than 3,000 rpm.

"We- uh, hands and legs are gone, aren't we? Then just press your head up. ”

Qiao Guoyong felt that he seemed to have underestimated this kid.

In this way, the ferocity is unbelievable.

What does it mean to be young? It's unimaginable.

Maybe if this guy becomes his own commander, it's a bit interesting.

But whether he can come up with something that makes him obey, or what he can be convinced, is his business.