I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 687 Secret
Whether it is porcelain, ink painting, or ink painting popular in the West, Wang Teng skips them all.

So it went in a circle.

"what?"

Wang Teng stopped at a wristband made of pure gold, with some strange lines engraved on it, which looked messy and without any rules at all.

He stretched out his hand to gently pick it up, looked at it carefully, and finally put the wristband on his arm.

Clenching his fist hard, Wang Teng raised his eyebrows lightly, then sank his waist and immediately punched forward with a simple straight punch.

Bang!
There was a sound of air cracking, and the visible ripples of air rushed forward with the fist, smashing the bottles and cans in front of him into pieces.

"what!!!!"

A tragic voice sounded from the door of the secret room.

Wang Teng turned his head abruptly, his extremely tall and muscular body tensed up, and his muscles tensed rapidly, then contracted and tightened rapidly.

Only then did he relax after seeing the person coming, but he was taken aback just now, and he frowned and said, "Hu Tianwei, what are you yelling for?"

At this moment, Hu Tianwei, with the same expression as his dead parents, walked over Wang Teng tremblingly to the side of the porcelain that was blasted into pieces by a circle.

Holding a fragment of porcelain tremblingly, he wailed: "This is a blue and white flower from the Fenghua period! If one is intact, it can be worth hundreds of millions!"

Wang Teng glanced at it, and said casually: "It's just some porcelain, no matter how high the value is."

"Boss, this is all money! If you sell all of these, you can get a large amount of money back, and then we can buy a street!!"

Hu Tianwei scolded angrily: "The bastards of the Luo Tuan Society don't know what they are doing, are they guarding this pile of things and burying them together!"

Wang Teng moved, "You mean you can buy a street with these?"

Hu Tianwei was so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

Wang Teng grinned, but didn't say anything more, just looking at the wrist guard on his arm, he clearly felt that his fist strength had been strengthened several layers under certain rules.

"Do you know what this is?"

Hu Tianwei looked up, met the gold wristband on Wang Teng's arm, wiped his tears and looked at it carefully, and then he was a little uncertain: "It seems to be something from the ancient era. The utensils made of gold in the era have special significance, and of course the most are still used for sacrifices, but more information has been lost over time."

As he said that, Hu Tianwei wanted to take off his wristband, but Wang Teng didn't care, and handed it to him casually.

Full of excitement, Hu Tianwei took out the magnifying glass and looked carefully. After looking inside and out, his face became a little ugly, and he immediately handed the wristband back to Wang Teng like a hot potato.

"There are runes on it that were used in sacrifices in the ancient era, and they are indeed from that era."

During the ancient era, the so-called golden age, no matter it was legend or book records, the intelligent life of that era possessed extraordinary power.

Wang Teng was noncommittal. If the rules of this world were not so tightly suppressed, he would not have studied these trails.

In other words, if he can advance to the Heavenly Wonderland and observe this area with a consciousness after dimension ascension, he will definitely not follow a headless fly like he is now.

Looking at the golden wristband in his hand, Wang Teng already had a direction in his heart.

Hu Tianwei stared at the green beads like a wolf and looked at the wristband in Wang Teng's hand. Wang Teng was a little puzzled by the gesture of wanting to touch it but not daring to touch it.

Although the other party is a member of the mixed society, he especially loves antiques, and even can be called everyone in the antique street. His eyes are very sharp and he understands many things.

He took off his wristband and put it in front of Hu Tianwei. The other party's face changed drastically, he backed up again and again, and waved his hands frantically: "Boss, I can't stand the trouble. There are very few things that can be handed down from the ancient era. They are all legendary. Power, but at the same time there is an ominous curse, and the holder generally does not end well."

Wang Teng shook his head slightly, his spirit power is extremely powerful, if there is no crazy suppression by the rules of this world, he can shoot this planet thoroughly inside and out in an instant.

Even if he is suppressed and cannot get out of his body, he can feel some sense of what he is holding in his hand.

"Notify me of this thing in the future, or, do you know where these things are?"

While Wang Teng put the gold wristband on his arm, the muscles of his forearm squirmed, and the blood was quickly transferred. The originally inappropriate gold wristband unexpectedly began to adjust its structure silently, as if it was tailor-made for him.

Sure enough.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed strangely: "Also, I need to know the specifics of the ancient era."

Seeing that Wang Teng was so interested, Hu Tianwei also nodded happily: "Leave it to me, I know a friend who has studied the ancient ji quite deeply."

Hu Tianwei always liked antiques, not to mention the ancient relics handed down from the legendary golden age, which shattered several eras of revolution, and was even defined as the age of myth by the archaeological community.

At that time, humans and gods coexisted, and compared with the translation of ancient texts, the gods of that era possessed unparalleled power.

Their goal is not only the ground under their feet, but the sky above their heads, the stars and sea outside.

interesting.

Wang Teng narrowed his eyes slightly, and had some vague guesses in his heart. He looked at the golden wristband in his hand. This kind of power can indeed temporarily change the rules, thus creating a short-lived 'vacuum' state, allowing people to release their power. , thus gaining a strength bonus.

It is the rules that promote his strength and attack power.

After these scattered things were cleaned up, and after confirming that there was nothing he wanted, Wang Teng had already returned to his residence early to study the golden wristband carefully.

And two hours after the Luoxing Society was wiped out by the Qing Gang, the Qing Gang was still cleaning up the battlefield. When collecting the territory, a tall, strong, muscular man with a height of nearly two meters stood at Luo Xing. Xingshe gate.

The youth of the Qing Gang standing guard at the door saw the person coming, and subconsciously touched his waist. One of the older people said in a deep voice: "This place is still under renovation, sir, it's better for you to stand back."

The tall man grinned, and there was a hint of bloodlust in his eyes.

"It's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me like this..."

As soon as the words fell, the tall man bowed slightly, stepped forward, and swept towards the two of them with his hands like fans.

The face of the man from the Green Gang changed drastically. As soon as the gun was half drawn, the two of them were directly poured forward by a huge force, and then they rose into the air and slammed into the wall.

Looking at the two people lying on the ground like rag bags, the tall man sneered, his eyes swept over the pistol that was thrown away vigorously, and his face showed disdain.

(End of this chapter)