It's a fake flower, the moment the lid is opened, his eyes are dazzled by a cold light.

took it out and looked at the light, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, very good!" ”

"It's okay! The knife is designed according to the dragon teeth you gave, with blood grooves on both sides, and the knife body is black, and I have soaked it in the magic poison you gave me for many days. So it's best to be careful when using it, I've tried it with a guinea pig, and it's sticky to death. ”

Nodding, Luo Zhehang did not blame Qiao Shan for his unauthorized assertion.

First, he really needs more hands to kill the enemy right now.

Second, for ordinary demonic poison, Luo Zhehang can configure the antidote prescription by himself.

With Luo Zhehang putting the knife back into the waist scabbard, Qiao Shan walked to the big carapace brought by Luo Zhehang with curiosity: "Brother Luo, this thing is ......"

"A monster's back armor, I need you to help me hit three things with it?"

"Three!?" Qiao Shan was stunned at first, then squatted down and touched the carapace, then knocked it twice, and finally tried the weight, and Li Liu shot two rays of light.

As the saying goes, insiders look at the doorway, and laymen look at the liveliness.

Qiao Shan, who has been immersed in weapon manufacturing for decades, has long developed a set of his own unique methods for screening materials.

Although he had no way of knowing the origin of the carapace, one thing he was sure of was that it was not simple.

"Brother Luo is probably planning to use this thing to make a shield or something, right?" Standing up, Qiao Shan looked back at Luo Zhehang.

This time it was Luo Zhehang's turn to be stunned, but he was quickly relieved.

After all, Qiao Shan's strength is there, if he can't see it, then the hundred-year-old signboard hanging in the No. 8 trading house can be taken off immediately.

"Yes! I'm going to fight a shield. ”

"What about the specific requirements?"

"There are no requirements, as long as you can strap this shield. In addition, three things should be made, one dorsal armor and two arm armors. ”

Although the bullet ant armor itself has a defensive function, it is mainly offensive after all.

And the next sniper battle will inevitably kill the enemy.

After experiencing many thrilling experiences of being surrounded by the demon tide, Luo Zhehang felt more and more that before his strength was promoted, he had to strengthen his protection through external forces.

And the "Chrysalis Level" mutant tea golden ghost golden armor in front of him is undoubtedly the best armor-making material.

Qiao Shan did not rush to meet Luo Zhehang's request, but took a tape measure and began to make the necessary measurements of Luo Zhehang's body.

When it was finished, he did the same work on the ground with the golden armor.

After the data was recorded, Qiao Shan bowed his head and pondered for a while, his right hand with a pen, writing and drawing from time to time, and then he raised his head, and then replied affirmatively: "No problem, it can be done." ”

In this regard, Luo Zhehang was not surprised: "But I want this thing very urgently, can you do it within 3 days?" ”

"This ......" Qiao Shan showed a look of embarrassment: "Brother Luo, we are also old acquaintances, I won't hide it from you, your golden armor is very thick, and it is not easy to smelt it." If you're short on time, it's not that I can't do it, it's just that the quality is difficult to guarantee, and it will definitely have an impact. In my personal opinion, if such a precious material can't be made into the best, it is really a bit of a tyrannical thing. In this way, you lose a phone and a specific address, and I will do my best to call you once it is done, how about it? ”

Luo Zhehang thought about it, as the so-called desire for speed is not reached, in case his own urging leads to the failure of refining, all the waiting will be in vain.

"Okay, give me pen and paper."

Luo Zhehang Long Fei Feng Wu wrote down the phone number and the address of the Heyuan community.

That's it, he lost the forelimbs of about 10 young demon-level beasts as a reward, and then drove to the next location.

When I came to the Yashiyuan community, the sky gradually darkened.

Luo Zhehang drove well in the wilderness as usual, and walked through the community "over the mountains and mountains".

Perhaps because it is too remote and backward, the residents here are not as panicked as they are in the city.

Years of life at the bottom have long made them develop a character of pampering and not being shocked.

Thinking that they really learned about the fact that the monsters attacked, they wouldn't be too surprised and shocked.

After all, for them, being alive is already a burden.

Dead, maybe it's a relief.

Smeared walked into the corridor, and as soon as he entered, Luo Zhehang heard the scolding of the ear. Walking up, 4 or 5 figures were pointing around the hallway.

Luo Zhehang passed straight through, and the place where the incident happened turned out to be his neighbor again.

He curiously pushed open the door, the dishes, chopsticks and porcelain pieces were scattered on the ground, the tables, chairs and benches were also crooked to the side, and the whole room was like a ruin that had been bombarded by a nuclear bomb, a mess.

Those men and women who were whispering in the building, when they saw Luo Zhehang open the door, they all pooled money and looked around.

A bold woman pretended to persuade without disorder: "Hey, what's so noisy, you have been in it for so long, what knot you can't untie, listen to my sister, take a step back." Look at this broken thing, it's all money, if you don't want it, you might as well give it to me. ”

Luo Zhehang glared at the woman with cold eyes, and the woman proudly straightened her chest: "What are you doing, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!" ”

If it weren't for the reluctance to beat women in his bones, Luo Zhehang would have slapped Luo Zhehang in the face of this scum who took pleasure in other people's family affairs, so that he could understand why the flowers were so red.

Frowning, Luo Zhehang looked into the room, and a familiar scene came into his eyes at the right time.

The thin black man was pulling Zhang Liangying's hair and scolding: "Stinky girl, say, where is your salary, did you raise the little white face last time?" ”

Zhang Liangying held back tears and said: "Let go of me, I have nothing to do with you anymore, I can spend my money as I want." ”

“MD！ Sure enough, I got involved with that kid, you stinky, see if Lao Tzu doesn't kill you! ”

"Smack!" The girl received another slap in the face, and she looked blankly at the audience outside the door, just in the eyes of Luo Zhehang.

Humiliation, pain, sadness, anger, Zhang Liangying's eyes are very complicated, of course, the most contained is the word "help".

Facing such a painful gaze from a woman, Luo Zhehang's heart couldn't help but chuckle.

Undoubtedly, the black thin man's actions have touched the bottom line of his principles.

"NMD, a man behind my back! Obviously, I want to dump Lao Tzu, you TM still have this face! ”

"You, don't talk nonsense, I, I don't have ......" was slandered by the black thin man like this, Zhang Liangying's two lines of tears finally couldn't bear to slide down her cheeks.

"No!? You TM dare to quibble! I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin!! You TM"

The thin black man raised his right hand and was about to fight, but suddenly his neck was suddenly tightened, and he was already strangled from behind, and he involuntarily let go of Zhang Liangying's hair: "Who?" Who are you? ”

"I'm your old man!!"

When the words fell, Luo Zhehang's right arm wrapped around the neck of the black thin man, and dragged him out of the door.

(End of chapter)