The way of heaven is so big, the opening rewards a hundred years of internal strength

"Okay, then I'm here to thank you and Miss Luo Qingzhu."

Liu Lang was not hypocritical, he took a hexagonal crystal stone handed over by Mr. Zheng, and after Mr. Zheng taught Liu Lang some operational details, he left Mugongta Company.

After he returned to the car parked at the corner, Luo Qingzhu was sitting in it safely.

"Miss, as you expected, this kid doesn't seem to realize the horror of Weird, and thinks that he can fight against Weird with his own strength."

"It's normal. According to this guy's growth trajectory, it seems that he really belongs to the type of genius. Otherwise, if he is cultivated by organized forces, he should know that it is weird and terrifying. They are impossible to kill. This characteristic alone can It's depressing."

Luo Qingzhu didn't show the slightest surprise, and nodded indifferently.

"When he sees the strange horror and is really powerless, he will use that signal stone. When I rescue him from danger, I should be able to subdue this young martial arts genius."

Luo Qingzhu's words made Old Zheng sigh helplessly. He really wanted to help Liu Lang, but Luo Qingzhu was different. She saw Liu Lang's potential through the last fight together, so she wanted to help Liu Lang. He took it under his command.

Although he knew Luo Qingzhu's purpose, Lao Zheng couldn't say much, after all, he had worked for the Luo family for many years.

Liu Lang didn't know Luo Qingzhu's real intentions. After returning to his room with the bag, he greeted Mengyou and opened the bag on his own.

The first thing that catches the eye is a golden-red boxing glove. The boxing glove is not made of plastic, but reveals a metal texture.

"This is?" When Liu Lang picked up the glove and tried to put it on his hand, the internal force in his body began to move.

He subconsciously poured his internal energy into the glove, and suddenly the whole glove emitted a faint golden-red light.

"Good guy, spiritual weapons?" Liu Lang couldn't help breathing heavily. He didn't expect to talk about spiritual weapons with Cheng Jian just now, and someone gave him a spiritual weapon in the blink of an eye.

"There is also an armor vest and an instruction manual."

Liu Lang looked at the matte silver armor vest engraved with cloud patterns, and opened the manual to check it. After reading it, Liu Lang finally understood the specific uses of these two pieces of spiritual equipment.

Among them, the 'Flowing Fire Gauntlet' is a psychic weapon, which itself has a psychic energy core, but the psychic power provided by this psychic energy core can only make the Flowing Fire Fist produce a strange damage that can kill subordinates.

And if the warrior's internal force is enhanced, the Flowing Fire Glove can increase the warrior's internal force damage by [-]%, up to [-]%.

According to the internal force of the warrior, the higher the damage of the internal force that can be increased, the internal force will increase by 20% in 30 years, 40% in 70 years, [-]% in [-] years, and so on, until [-] years of internal force, it can increase by [-]% internal damage.

In addition, the Flowing Fire Gauntlet also has a special effect, which is the transformation of internal strength.

As long as the inner strength is poured into the attack, the form can be manifested according to the attributes of the warrior's inner strength.

It's like Liu Lang's Haoyang inner strength, which manifests in the form of flames. Upon seeing this, Liu Lang poured a ray of inner strength into the Liuhuo glove full of anticipation.

"Boom~"

As if the sound of fireworks exploding, Liu Lang stared dumbfounded at the pair of flowing gloves turning into two balls of fire burning with menacing arrogance.

"This frankly changed from science fiction to fantasy..."

With Liu Lang's movements, the two balls of fire moved with him, which seemed full of magic.

"There is also this armor vest, named 'Moire Inner Armor', which also provides protection based on the internal force input by the warrior."

With these two pieces of equipment, Liu Lang's overall strength has increased by at least [-]%, and the value of these two pieces of equipment is also as high as tens of thousands of credit points. Thinking of this, Liu Lang is full of gratitude.

"Master, I feel that you are very emotional now, drink the Bingxin oolong tea that Xiaomeng made for you."

When Liu Lang was very excited, Mengyou appeared next to Liu Lang, and then thoughtfully served Liu Lang a cup of iced tea, and then kneaded Liu Lang's shoulders. Lang's attention shifted to him.

"You'er, I have a set of PP punches for you, please appreciate it."

As Liu Lang said, he picked up Mengyou with a coquettish call, and then went straight into the rhythm of work.

"My good guy, I don't even have a lunch break, this firepower is too fierce!"

When Liu Lang's conquest began, Zhao Fang and Qin Hai, who were taking a lunch break, were a little dumbfounded.

This bitch is still letting people live, even if the cannons are loud when you are working, but you are still so fierce during the lunch break, how embarrassing are you for us.

When the two were feeling emotional, Liu Lang didn't even take a break for lunch, and went straight to the battle, completing the unprecedented eight times a day.

"No, no, it seems that Hachijiro is not so easy to be, and his steps are a bit vain."

After continuous battles, when it was time to get off work, Liu Lang walked out of the room, feeling that he was walking lightly, as if he was stepping on clouds. He knew that his fierce battles still made his body a little bit unbearable.

However, today is because I am happy. After all, I got two pieces of psionic equipment for nothing. Moreover, the breathing method has a brand new replacement. It is not a big deal to come here once in a while when I am happy.

It's just that Liu Lang thinks it's a big deal, but other employees don't think so. After all, this animal started fighting at noon, and except for a few breaks during the period, it hardly stopped. Such abnormal performance has shocked countless people up.

Therefore, when Liu Lang went to clock in after get off work, he received countless admiring and admiring glances, and some people cast strange glances, and the meaning contained in those gazes was very clear.

Is Liu Lang really not afraid of being exhausted?

Liu Lang didn't care about other people's eyes, and he went home early with a happy mood, but when he just came home, someone was already waiting at his door, and seeing these familiar roads Liu Lang raised his eyebrows involuntarily.

"Hehe, why are you free to come to my humble house today? Are you planning to discuss math problems with me?"

"No, no, please don't misunderstand, we have no malicious intentions."

Hearing Liu Lang's words, the corner of Zhao Qing's mouth twitched as one of the top thugs of the Blackwater Society, the red and black double sticks, whoever is talking about math with you is a fool.

"I, we are here to ask you for help."

"Can I help?" Liu Lang was stunned.