However, the next day, before Jiang Heng transported the demon corpse to Juxian Villa, it was Yu Shouren, the young owner of the Yu family, who came to Jiang Mansion and brought a carriage at the same time.

The carriage was extremely difficult, and Jiang Heng knew his intention when he saw this.

"Brother Jiang, I am hereby sent by my father's order!"

At this time, Yu Shouren looked a little unkempt, and the whole person looked extremely haggard. But the spirit is good, and even a little excited.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and there were two wooden boxes inside.

Two things lay quietly in the wooden box. It is also a pair of white gloves with faint black lines, the same is also a neatly arranged arrow, and the same is white with a faint black vein.

Black and white look distinct, but they are self-contained, as if they were natural.

"Fifty arrows and a pair of fist gloves are all smelted in a ratio of two to one. It weighs twice as much as a demon bone of the same weight. ”

Yu Shouren seemed quite proud, and he was able to further melt and refine the demon bones again, which is a method that belongs to the Yu family.

"The young owner and the old owner are polite. I didn't expect the Yu family to have such skills, this favor Jiang has written it down!"

He touched a row of neatly arranged arrows, and then checked his fist gloves and nodded very satisfied.

In particular, this white bone fist seems to have taken into account the problem of telescopic contraction, and the demon tendon is deliberately used in the middle to forge a telescopic belt, which can freely expand and contract the size of the boxing glove.

Directly solves the problem of increasing the size of the river during the battle.

Of course, the focus is on the quality of the fist gloves themselves and the hideous blood grooves on the outer layer of the fist armor, which is very appetizing to Jiang Heng.

Yu Shouren was left for lunch, and he was originally going to stay for a day. But this guy was excited when he learned that Jiang Heng had brought another demon corpse.

In the end, Yu Shouren returned to Juxian Villa with the demon corpse.

At the same time, there were also Jiang Heng's blood soldiers with them.

When Yu Shouren saw the two pairs of sharp and sharp claws on the demon corpse. He slapped his head and decided to further refine the blood soldiers.

As for the things that blood soldiers can be further refined, Yu said to the old owner.

Yu Shouren was very happy about this, after all, the better the blade he built, the more exquisite his skills were.

After sending Yu Shouren away, Jiang Heng returned to the courtyard and put on this pair of fist gloves, which seemed to use the leather of the previous demon as a cushion inside.

This also causes the gloves to appear thicker on the hands. From a distance, it looks like a fist has grown bigger.

The white gloves with black stripes have a metallic sheen.

With the shape of Jiang Heng's bald head and dragon pattern all over his body, the fierce spirit is even stronger.

Jiang Heng, who is wearing this shape, is no exaggeration to say that ordinary people are estimated to have weak legs when they look at it.

"There's even a mechanism!"

Jiang Heng took a look and found that there were some pushes on the inside of the fist near the wrist.

Click!

With such a gentle push, the hideous shape of the boxing gloves, at this moment, the surface began to rise and fall rapidly.

Pieces of fist armor all rose and fell at this moment, splitting into pieces of scales as fine as snake scales and began to quickly converge.

In the end, they all retracted into two white rings and put them on Jiang Heng's wrist.

Jiang Heng was really a little surprised at this time.

"Yu Jia's craft... Black technology!"

I didn't expect the Yu family father and son to be able to play with such a thing.

If it weren't for the fact that the weight of the bracelet hadn't changed, Jiang Heng would have thought it was some kind of spell or something.

"It's a lot more convenient. ”

Jiang Heng nodded, after all, most of the time it was a little troublesome to carry such a pair of fist armor.

But how do you change back to the way it was?

Looking at the tight white ring without the slightest gap, Jiang Heng was a little troubled.

The entire white ring has only a small red dot on the inside.

"It's Bloodstone!"

Jiang Heng found that this small red dot seemed to be the same as the bloodstone material he had seen in Juxian Villa.

Don't?!

A wisp of qi and blood gushed out slightly, and in an instant, the originally tight ring was like an automatic hand exoskeleton at this moment.

Countless small fish scales began to spread rapidly along the palms of the hands.

Half a sound, the gloves returned to their original state.

"Talent!"

Jiang Heng took a deep breath, he really wanted to tie up the Yu family's father and son now, and asked these two if they knew about Mr. Tony.

The Jiang family has been the busiest day in the past few days, and Jiang Heng packed up the bone arrow and the Dou clan let Laifu pass the word.

It turned out that the third uncle's wedding was two days later.

"No wonder the house is so festive!"

Jiang Heng touched his chin, he didn't care too much about adapting to his strength and solving the matter of the Badaomen in the past few days.

"I don't know what's going on with the Canglang Gang lately. ”

As for the affairs of the Canglang Gang, they have not paid much attention to it since the Jiang family moved out of Fucheng.

Some things help too much, and they are not necessarily good.

Just as Jiang Heng was pondering, Yang Dalang came in worriedly.

"Get out!"

The cold drink instantly cleared Yang Dalang's mind a lot, and he hurriedly retreated.

This time, Yang Dalang knocked on the door again, and after a long time, Jiang Heng spoke: "Come in!"

Yang Dalang arched his hand a little ashamedly, "It's the subordinates who are abrupt!"

Jiang Heng reminded him of the fact that he wanted to knock on the door when he came in. But just now, I was really thinking about things, and I forgot about it for a while.

"Forget it this time, there will be a next time, you know the consequences!"

The cold words made Yang Dalang's forehead ooze sweat.

He knew that his boss was more tolerant of other things, but in this matter, it was difficult to be tolerant. As soon as these words come out, it means that they dare to commit it again, and the consequences are very serious.

"Yes! Yes!"

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"Okay, what's going on in such a hurry to make you so flustered?"

"It's the Badaomen, according to the news that the gangsters in Tingfeng Town heard according to the arrangements we arranged!

Up to Cao Shouxin, the master of the Badao Sect, down to the ordinary people, even a sparrow in the mountain didn't have a mouthful!"

Yang Dalang frowned, full of worry.

"You're not mistaken?

Jiang Heng was a little shocked, he obviously only killed the evil leader, as well as those high-level leaders of the Badaomen who had seen his appearance.

This...

"At first I thought I was mistaken, but our men went in and took a look before the people from the yamen arrived.

Indeed, there is no one alive, and the entire Badaomen is like a ghost domain!"

Yang Dalang's face became more and more solemn as he spoke.

Jiang Heng let out a long breath and lay on the chair as if he had lost his strength.

"Wangfu!"

Banxiang Jiang Heng slowly spit out these two words.

The palace is doing a great job!

This is something Jiang Heng definitely didn't expect, at first he thought that the palace would take care of the overall situation, and he should also support a puppet.

I didn't expect it to be a thunder trick directly...

"By the way, I heard that early this morning, someone saw two figures, one tall and one short, going up the mountain.

It didn't take long for the two men to descend the mountain. During the period, it was only half a pillar of incense.

Do you think this has anything to do with these two people?"

Jiang Heng did not directly tell Yang Dalang about the existence of the envoy of the palace, so Yang Dalang could only make some judgments of his own.

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