"And Zhang Yulu is also a little weird today. Her character model has changed today." Several people quickly reported that they were ready to go in and destroy if they had an order.

In response to the importance that the Coping Section attaches to the disaster king, not only the people he is close to, but also the people who are often contacted by those close to him will conduct character modeling.

If the other party suddenly behaves that does not match the character modeling, it will cause vigilance, in order to prevent conspirators from using the people around the disaster king to carry out some kind of conspiracy.

"Zhang Yulu has the power of disaster from another world invasion, and what is most likely to affect her is another world invasion."

"Is that guy having some kind of conspiracy?" Chang Xia pinched his temples with a headache. These guys can't live a good life and must make trouble.

"Send someone..." Before Chang Xia gave the order, the bell of another exclusive communicator rang. After connecting the communicator, Chang Xia's face became worse and worse.

The most despairing thing is that not always someone wants to do something, but the other party wants to do something. Not only do their own people not stop it, but they are still expecting and even helping the other party to do something.

A medicine slightly different from the weight loss medicine was injected into He Qiao's body.

Those germs quickly gathered in He Qiao's respiratory tract, and gradually formed some micro-organs, which made He Qiao feel itchy in her throat and became very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but exhale, trying to make her breathing smooth.

But all this made her more and more uncomfortable. At this time, a voice appeared in He Qiao's ear, making He Qiao think that she had auditory hallucinations because of breathing difficulties.

"Breathe according to my method..." The voice told the breathing frequency, He Qiao couldn't control so much at this time, and could only breathe according to the other party's words.

As soon as the breathing rate changed, He Qiao felt that her breathing began to flow smoothly, and it was even a refreshing feeling, especially since she felt a special power.

"I'm sorry, Miss He, right?" I don't know when, Negri appeared in front of He Qiao wearing a white coat, and the extreme charm made He Qiao's expression soften a little, and I understood that the voice just now was this people come out.

"I'm Wang Yuan. Because of some mistakes by the staff, they mistakenly shipped an unfinished product to the store as a slimming injection." Negri's words were extremely sincere, with a strong sense of apology.

"After it's wrong, we will investigate immediately, but I didn't expect it to be a step behind." Negri said with a deep apology on his face: "For this, I have fired the relevant personnel and will compensate Miss He. ."

"Does that injection have any side effects on me?" He Qiao finally regained consciousness. The breathing rate was wrong, and he felt uncomfortable again. He Qiao was so frightened that he quickly resumed his breathing rate.

"One is your current breathing method. You must maintain this breathing rate in order to breathe healthy." Negri said: "I think you should be able to feel it. As your breathing method changes, you Not only does it feel extra sensitive, but I can also feel some power.”

"That power is the power of disaster." Negri said softly.

After Negri's constant explanations, He Qiao finally understood what happened to her. Although it was a small amount, she also gained the power of disaster that only the legendary calamity authority could have.

Changing the breathing rate, although it is difficult to adapt to at first, but after getting used to it, it is no big deal, but it benefits.

"There is no need for compensation, I also got benefits anyway." He Qiao shook her head and said.

"First of all, no matter what Miss He got, we made a mistake, and this needs to be compensated." Negri said: "The other point is that this product is not a mature product."

"It seems that there are not many problems at the moment, but there may be other side effects later. If there is anything wrong with the birth, Miss He will call this number, and we will immediately take Miss He to check and treat."

Negri gave a business card to He Qiao and said, "I sincerely apologize again, this is our work mistake."

Looking at the back of He Qiao leaving, Negri narrowed his eyes and sat in the shop waiting.

It didn't take long for Negri to sense the approach of something, and the catastrophic force that was extremely huge reacted.

Then, with a loud bang, a wall of Negri's storefront shattered directly, revealing a large hole. Fang Ze walked in step by step, and the dust was pushed away by the layer of disaster force wrapped around him, revealing his anger face.

"Is that you?" The power of disaster on Fang Ze's body flashed, and the chair under Negri turned into pieces directly, and his extremely suppressed voice sounded: "It's you who calculated my heat."

Negri patted the dust on his body, and then stood up straight with his feet. To Fang Ze's question, he said in an orderly manner: "First of all, this is just an accident, and I don't want to have such a thing."

"Then Miss He is not your family member and cannot be counted as one of yours. I continue to condemn this statement of restricting personal freedom."

"Do you think I'm the kind of reasonable person?" Fang Ze laughed angrily, he took a deep breath and said, "I don't care what kind of conspiracy you have, whether it's calculated or not, I'll give you one last chance to get rid of it. Your disgusting tactics."

"Sorry, when the injection is injected, it will form a connection with her. It is difficult for me to remove it without hurting her life." Negri said indifferently, and then kept his apology in his mouth, but For Fang Ze, he didn't have any regrets.

After hearing Negri's answer, Fang Ze's expression turned completely cold: "Do you mean to start a war?"

"As you like." Negri finished speaking, and the terrifying power of disaster poured out.

Negri jumped backwards and landed on the windowsill, looking at Fang Ze indifferently: "Your attack intention is too obvious."

"Need to teach you to fight?" Negri's calm words further increased Fang Ze's anger.

The power of disaster surged, the ground on which Fang Ze was standing broke, and the tiles and cement floor collapsed into powder and were squeezed apart. Under the surge of the terrifying power of disaster, the surrounding air changed rapidly, forming a gust of wind.

Negri jumped back again and landed lightly on the street. At this time, all the people in the entire area were dismissed, and the surrounding government authorities pulled up a cordon to block the area.

At this moment, only Negri and Fang Ze and his followers were in this area.

Looking at the three people behind Fang Ze, it seems that Fang Ze has not done anything during this time.

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