"Old man, are you discriminating against me?" Dahei grinned.

The old man smiled, threw a watch to Dahei, and said: "But I can give you this thing to form an energy shield for defense. Because the materials used are special, you can find a strong person to put a defensive barrier on it. That's OK.

Continuously superimposed.”

"So awesome, not bad." Dahei was very satisfied.

Ning Fan said: "Old Zhang, would you like to punch me?"

"That's what you said. I'm going to hit Ning Fan very hard." Zhang Yang's fist flashed with lightning and he punched Ning Fan in the chest mercilessly.

boom!!!

The powerful force spread, and the old man was knocked over directly, while Ning Fan remained motionless, only feeling his chest being lightly beaten.

"Ah...this is my seventh-level skill. It has no effect at all?" Zhang Yang was surprised.

"Nonsense, old man, isn't my thing that simple? The Black God Armor can not only defend, but can also absorb the opponent's power to counterattack. Try again..." The old man got up and adjusted his glasses.

"Come here!"

Dahei opened his mouth and spit out a burst of black energy, hitting Ning Fan on the chest with a bang.

This move only caused Ning Fan's body to sway, and then a force suddenly surged out from the place where it was hit, hitting Dahei's body.

"Ouch-ouch——"

Dahei screamed and hit the wall over there, limping to his feet, feeling extremely painful.

"It's really a treasure. I want one too," Zhang Yang said.

"Um!"

"How about it? The things I made are pretty good, right?" The old man smiled coquettishly.

Zhang Yang whispered in Ning Fan's ear: "Old Ning, this old man is so good at research, why don't we tie him up and take him back to study various weapons for us?"

“Good choice.”

"Don't even think about it. Although I am old, I am not deaf. Grab your things and leave quickly." The old man seemed to be worried that a few people had really kidnapped him, so he picked up a machine gun and pointed it at them.

Ning Fan stepped forward and asked: "Senior, the Queen said she would give us some design drawings, what about this?"

"Here, here is the manufacturing diagram of the weapon. The amount of energy depends on how much energy you take in."

"Thank you!"

He picked up the things and left, but as soon as he went out, the old man shouted: "Hey, give me back the laser cannon I just developed."

"Let's go, let's go!" Dahei grabbed a gun and ran away.

The few people successfully left the submarine base and contacted Hua Wuque outside. This guy was covered in mud and might have gone there to dig a hole again.

"You guys are out?"

"Well, do you want a battle armor?" Ning Fan asked.

Hua Wuque waved his hand: "No, Master Dao is dressed so handsomely just for others to see. Wearing the armor doesn't mean he bought such good clothes for nothing."

"Okay, whatever you want!"

Ning Fan also understands that Hua Wuque always likes to wear loose Taoist robes, maybe he has a special liking for them.

"Let's go back to the Imperial Capital now. We haven't been back for two years."
Chapter completed!