Noble Husband At the Door

When the scarred man opened his eyes, a black liquid wrapped around his body like water.

He didn't feel any pain, and there was even a faint coolness.

"Master Hannigan!" the scarred man was a little surprised.

Samuel shook his head at him. "Shut up. I'm helping you open up your meridians and you should calm down."

The scarred man nodded honestly and then closed his eyes obediently.

This guy's foundation was not very good, but he could be regarded as a good cultivator.

As long as his meridians were opened and combined with this guy's brute force, he could barely meet the basic requirements of Samuel.

As for the black liquid flowing on his body, it was pure molten iron.

Samuel found some good iron products from the Space Ring, and then melted them secretly with Burning Ji and Heavenly Fire. After that, he wrapped the molten iron in True Energy and let it flow down the scarred man's body. In this way, the molten iron could be used to form a suit of armor that was most suitable for his body after it cooled down.

There were almost no holes in the armour, nor were there any weaknesses.

The only thing he needed to pay attention to was that Samuel had to use Genuine Qi to mobilize the softness of some joints in the process of cooling down, so that these places could be moved flexibly at that time.

When the meridians were completely opened, the armor on the scarred man's body finally solidified.

It was not very good-looking, but it was at least the most suitable for his figure. Samuel smiled and immediately took back his palm. "How's your feeling?"

The scarred man felt that his whole body was filled with violent power. As soon as Samuel allowed him to move, this guy couldn't wait to throw a punch.

His fist went straight to the ground, and the ground trembled slightly with a bang!

Then, another shocking scene occurred. A crack with a diameter of nearly half a meter appeared on the ground.

The scarred man looked at his fist in disbelief.

Even though he knew that he was very strong, he had never imagined that he would be so strong.

Obviously, Samuel had helped him achieve this.

Thinking of this, the scarred man immediately half knelt down. "Thank you, Mr. Hannigan."

"Thank me?" Samuel laughed. "I think you will hate me very much."

As soon as he finished speaking, Samuel directly raised his foot and kicked at the scarred man.

Bang!

The scarred man was sent flying backward for several meters, and then he hit the wall several meters away.

It was obvious that the kick was not light. Yvonne was shocked.

Because it was too sudden.

"Samuel, you..." Yvonne was a little anxious.

However, Samuel still looked indifferently at the scarred man who was kicked away. "How is it? Are you still alive?"

The scarred man was in pain. He covered his chest and tried to stand up.

However, this action was not as difficult as he had imagined.

Without much effort, he stood up.noveldrama

The pain that should have been in his consciousness didn't come.

The scarred man was a little confused, but he soon understood that he could do

this completely because of the new armor on him.

Joy immediately appeared in his eyes. He touched his new armor and was reluctant to put it down.

With such ferocity, he might not be invincible at that time, but at least there should be no problem for him to slaughter all sides.

However, before he could finish

being happy, Samuel Before he could be happy, Samuel curled his lips and said, "Rubbish iron is indeed scrap iron. The effect is not ideal."

For the scarred man, these words really made him hate it, because he already felt that it was very strong. But in the mouth of Samuel, it seemed to be nothing.

"Mr. Hannigan, you... you're too..."

Samuel shook his head. It was not because he was looking for perfect things, but

it was really not that strong.

Although it seemed that the scarred

man would be fine, in fact, Samuel didn't use too much strength. It was enough to deal with ordinary. enemies, but if it was masters...

Samuel was worried that the iron sheets on them would become their coffins.

Therefore, there was still a long way to go.

Thinking of this, Samuel couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"I have to do it again."

Samuel turned his gaze back to the scarred man after his words sounded...

Next, an incomparably cunning smile appeared on the fellow's face...