chapter 130 Exclusive weapons

Yes, Viv Quinny held the wooden box in his hands, his hands were trembling slightly, and his face was full of excitement.

Gently pressing the lock, a crisp sliding sound was heard, and the wooden box opened a crack. Viv Quinny slowly turned over the lid, and suddenly a purple cold light flashed by, which looked particularly dazzling in the sun.

Zihuang, the weapon that had accompanied Viv Quinny through life and death for many years. After Viv Quinny retired from the army,...