C2190 The Power of Terror
Why were seventy-two needles seventy-two? Why not one hundred? Why not one hundred and twenty?0
The reason was because their Tang Sect had long ago considered, because the power displayed by the seventy-two needles was the strongest. The most important thing was that the hidden mechanism of this concealed weapon showed more than just this.
"Lin Fann, oh Lin Fann, your joke will let others know how stupid and ignorant you are."
Tang Yingjie, after laughing out loud, did not continue to ponder about this issue. Since Lin Fann wanted to act tough, then let him do it. If he fails to do so later, he would like to see how it ends.
"Lin Fann, as far as I know, the 72 needles are a group attack weapon. Their power is so great that they can instantly kill a large group of enemies."
At this moment, Lin Tianba stood out from the crowd and pointed at the iron box in doubt: "The reason secret weapons are called secret weapons and the most outstanding ones among secret weapons, the difficulty can be imagined. Are you sure you have increased by 8 needles?"
"Whether it's true or not, we'll soon know, won't we?"
Glancing at Lin Tianba, Lin Fann ridiculed, "Patriarch Lin, why don't you find some people to test its power. Wouldn't it be better to sense it directly?"
"Hur hur, I was only voicing out the doubts for everyone."
Lin Tianba obviously wouldn't be a big shot. He glanced at the iron box in Lin Fann's hand, as he had other thoughts in his mind.
If Lin Fann really modified this Hidden Weapon to 81 needles, then when he brought one back to study it, their Lin Family would rise again. With a killing tool like the eighty-one needles, in the future, how could he ever find another place to fear this clan called Tang Sect?
There were quite a few people with this thought, and the others also focused their attention on Lin Fann. Who didn't want to obtain such a concealed weapon, and the means to counterbalance Tang Sect?
"Old Master, do you have tempered glass here?"
Seeing that no one dared to question him, Lin Fann looked at Zhuge Chengye and said, "I want to surround this area with three layers of tempered glass."
Zhuge Chengye's eyes lit up. He immediately understood the meaning behind Lin Fann's words: "Butler, go and find tempered glass according to Lin Fann's request."
Very soon, ten square meters of the living room was filled with tempered glass. Even though it was placed on the third floor, one could still clearly see what was inside.
Holding the iron box, Liu Tie signaled the gloomy-faced Tang Yingjie, "Young Master Tang, the 81 needles' opening button is here. The correct way to open it should be this way."
He intentionally slowed down so that everyone could see, and then he threw it towards the gap above the tempered glass. In the next second, a series of cracking sounds followed, followed by a series of whooshing sounds.
A terrifying scene occurred as cracks appeared on all three layers of tempered glass. The closely scrutinized glass was enough to make one's scalp tingle. One must know that tempered glass could bear a ton of weight.
However, under the power of 81 needles, it was as weak as a piece of white paper. The activation ended quickly. The entire process only took three seconds.
What can three seconds do?
It was just for the time of a breath, but in the third floor of the tempered glass, three seconds had passed and 81 needles had been sent out. The tempered glass that was able to bear a ton of weight was instantly turned into slag.
The air seemed to have frozen at this moment.
It was so quiet that the sound of a needle hitting the ground could be heard. The needle hitting the tempered glass continuously fell to the ground. With another crash, the tempered glass fell to the ground and shattered into pieces …
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