"The surname Zhou has entered Solo’s eyes. Don’t stare too hard. Focus on who the family is sending goods to and return as soon as you find it."
"Yes!"
How many people should be
……
Thoreau, the god of the refining hall, is forbidden to enter and exit exclusively, and it has become a status symbol to be able to enter and exit nature at will.
Zhou Jia is one of those few people.
"Zhou Lao!"
"Mr Zhou!"
“……”
People you meet along the way are disrespectful and respectful.
Zhou Jia nodded and indicated that his face was not wavering, and he walked into the refining room located in the underground core with the leisurely pace that old people often have.
"There you are!"
A gust of wind swept him to Solo before he set foot in the room.
"Look, I’m almost done with this thunderbolt!"
In front of them is a silver gun with a long length of Zhang Xu, and the surface of the silver gun has complex textures. The shape of the silk awn around the gun tip is retro and chic.
With the blessing of the source array method, Lei Guang is becoming more and more prosperous.
"Well …"
Zhou Jia’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"It seems that God has found a solution to the problem of tin-thunder conversion?"
"Well," Solo nods with a face of excitement.
"It is the Gauls who have lost a special spiritual material to put together several different magic … source art arrays."
"Wang Shuo is so small in this, but he has made a lot of efforts."
"I’m flattered," said Wang Shuo, but it’s hard to hide his joy.
"Lai magical ideas, of course, and Zhou Lao, you can’t talk about it without the technology of workers and the transformation of thunder."
"Not bad!"
Solo’s eyes flashed.
"I can’t believe that you know the technology of the workers, and you know the thunder very well. Without you, it will take many years to complete the thunder gun."
"It’s my luck to meet you!"
"God praises" Zhou Jia looks indifferent.
"It’s also Zhou’s luck to know God. It’s the craftsman’s inheritance that really opens Zhou’s eyes."
"Hum …"
"crack!"
At this moment, the silver gun suddenly trembled in front of it, and a violent gas emerged from it, accompanied by muffled thunder.
Danger!
Wang Shuo’s heart gave warning signs, but his legs were numb and his body was numb. The terrorist deterrent of silver gun oppressed him, and he didn’t come out with any strength.
It’s over!
"Boom!"
Lei Guang started.
Zhou Jia took a few steps to avoid the thunder bombardment after pulling aside with a frightened king, and Solo shook hands with the silver gun before he stepped forward.
"Gollum …"
Looked down at the front of the charred ground and Wang Shuo couldn’t help but roll his throat.
If it weren’t for Zhou Jia’s help, he might have been praised in Solo’s mouth, but it didn’t matter whether people lived or died
After all, he is dispensable in the other person’s eyes. When the’ assistant’ is in danger, he is not even interested in saving it.
"Drink!"
Dull drinking made him feel slightly refreshed.
Seeing Solo holding a gun high with one hand, the thunder spread and gradually wrapped him up as if the whole person was wearing a layer of thunder armor.
"Thunder protects the body!"
Solo laughed.
"The thunder-breaking gun is engraved with the thunder-belonging array. Once it is excited, it can activate the thunder itself to protect the body and stop the attack of the black iron peak master."
"In addition …"
"Break the awl!"
The pike dances like a dragon.
The sharp blade of the gun is indistinguishable from the naked eye, and the rotating photochemical cone even if it crosses the virtual space, it will cause gas to stir up layers of ripples.
Even when people fight, they can grind everything by turning the blade of a gun with a light touch.
Who can stop it with a gentle poke?
power and influence
No, first-class silver!
"finally"