"My gun ... What are you doing?" he asked.
Jiang jingchen was both anxious and angry.
"Little Tang, what are you doing?!"
The Jiang clan's mighty figure was also getting anxious.
That was an Emperor weapon, left behind by an ancestor of the Jiang clan. Even the Jiang clan did not have many of such treasures.
"What do you mean by your gun? from now on, this is mine!"
Tang Hao rolled his eyes. He swiped the gun and wiped the mark off the gun, then put it into his pocket.
He had two Emperor weapons, one spear and one spear. He was not lacking in them, but the gate of fortune was!
He had refined so many creation divine pills and trained a group of demons. No matter what, he had to be armed. Today, these demons had brought so many treasures. If he didn't grab a few, he would be letting himself down.
"You ... You little bastard!"
"Wayaya! I'm going to kill you!"
The Jiang family's elders shouted in anger.
