Chapter 3: Xiao Wu Lin's Home

mple reserves to control the recoil of the casting hammer.Ordinary metals would be crushed into a pit by an eighty-pound, forty-kilogram tungsten steel hammer, but even this silver, even when red hot,...th a muffled groan, Tang Wulin fainted. 。Dai Tianlong stood there, his face obviously pale. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he leaped to Tang Wulin's side like lightning. His brows furrowed, an...