Yeah? Why didn't you hear the scream?

Under the table, Tang Yingjie frowned and once again raised his ears to listen to the outside world. After making sure there was no scream, he pulled back the tablecloth and stretched out his head to look at it.

This look, he whole person is silly, the eye stares extremely cow big.

My God, he, what is he doing?

In front of my eyes, there is no blood everywhere, some are operating Lin fan. No, it's not operation. It's just magic.

The only thing you can hear is a slight wind, and then a click. Is it true that it seems to be opening and assembling?

God knows how shocked Tang Yingjie was by this scene. It was 72 needles of their Tang family. Even he did not dare to open it easily, because the parts inside were so precise that they were terrible.

But why can Lin Fan open it? Why?

"He, he really opened the 72 needles of Tangmen. It's so weird!"

"Now we can't see what's going on. Taking apart doesn't necessarily mean that we can improve it. It depends on what happens next."

"It's fantastic to take apart 72 stitches. It doesn't matter whether it can be improved."

After the shock, there were bursts of emotion. In their eyes, it was impossible. If Lin fan is a member of the Tang family, the problem is that they are not Tang family members at all.

"Grandfather, what is Lin Fan doing? Are you really taking apart 72 stitches and improving them? "

Zhuge Xueqing blinked his eyes, and his voice was full of curiosity and incomprehension: "isn't it said that 72 needles are the treasures of Tangmen? How could it be so easily opened?"

"Xiaoqing, do you forget what I said to you before?"

Zhuge Chengye's eyes were fixed on Lin Fan's movements and explained: "he can crack and improve the seal characters of our Zhuge family. It's no surprise that he can open and improve the 72 stitches."

Zhuge Chengye was very excited because he thought about the purpose of inviting Lin fan. If he had 90% confidence in Lin Fan before, he has 100% confidence now.

Everyone has a different mind at the same time, Lin Fan's action has come to an end. When Lin fan stopped, he breathed heavily out of his mouth.

"I have to say, 72 stitches are really excellent. You Tangmen are doing a good job."

Tang Yingjie laughed and Lin Fan said, "but my skill is better, and the improvement has been successful."

Then he handed the iron box to Zhuge Chengye, who took it carefully and looked at the concealed weapon in his hand. As like as two peas, the appearance is not different.

"Lie, Lin fan. You are lying."

Tang Yingjie, who came back from his mind, pointed to the iron box in Zhuge Chengye's hand and cursed: "you blinded our eyes with your hands and tried to deceive us with such techniques. In fact, there is no improvement at all. It is still the original 72 needles."

No one else could find the problem, but he did. On second thought, it is true that there is no improvement at all. Just now, Zhang Fan just pretended to be flattered.

Tang Yingjie so scolded, other people have also responded. Looking at that no change of the iron box, this is clearly in Lin Fan's hand to touch a circle, against the sky also polished a little.

"Young master Tang, in vain, you are the Tang family, but you are not familiar with your own secret weapons. You are really blind."

Shaking his head, Lin Fan sighed: "don't you know that the improvement is internal?"