Dressed like a real daughter, she leads a billionaire CEO to abuse a wealthy family

Miyata's laughter stopped suddenly, his neck stiffened in mid-air, and his expression suddenly became weird.

While everyone still didn't know why, his belly suddenly bulged, then his limbs and back, and finally his entire face swelled like an inflated balloon into a pig's head.

"Well, what is this?"

He stretched out his chubby fingers to touch his face with difficulty, and was horrified to find that his feet seemed to be gradually leaving the ground and losing gravity.

Francis in the distance finally couldn't help it anymore, strode in with a scepter, and asked sternly: "What did you do to him?!"

"I didn't do anything." Ye Lan looked calm and gave the right answer without any hesitation, "I just gave him the power of the earth."

Francis was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and his old face was instantly filled with fear, "You locked the power in him!"

Seeing that he was not too stupid to guess the answer, Ye Lan kindly made a suggestion, "He can choose to grow grass or use willpower to force out the power."

When dealing with an enemy, the power of the earth turns the opponent into a plant.

When it's her turn, she won't take the initiative to attack, but as an ordinary person, she can't bear it and can't coexist with it, so she can only rely on her own power to release it, just like she did just now.

However, it is still unclear whether Miyata's willpower is as easy to come by as he appears.

The hot potato was turned back to his hand. Miyata obviously didn't expect it and couldn't handle it. After the whole skin was stretched to the limit, a gust of wind blew gently and his feet began to flutter.

"Angel of God, save me!" He no longer bothered to show off, struggled with his chubby body, and asked Francis for help at the top of his voice.

Francis subconsciously looked at the remaining half bottle of potion on the ground, with a somewhat hesitant look on his face. However, he could not bear the gaze of so many pairs of eyes and the fact that his most protégé was in danger. In the end, he staggered over and picked it up. Potion, pulled Miyata's collar and poured it into his mouth.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

The potion quickly ran out.

Miyata's mental power was also clearly concentrated. He clenched his fists tightly and then let out a loud shout to release all his energy.

The marks of the counterattack talisman dissipated little by little, and the flowers and plants in the yard all withered when the energy completely disappeared. Without the wind, the sandy ground underneath was exposed, like a wasteland.

This land is dead.

Ye Lan lowered his eyes and looked with compassion in his eyes.

Miyata's surprised voice came to his ears, "Great, I'm fine. God, your potion is indeed a unique magic in the world."

For the rest of his life, he was more convinced of the potion's effect and kept praising it with his big eyes open.

Francis held his hands, but his expression was a little unnatural.

Not only him, but everyone present including the audience in the live broadcast room felt horrified looking at Miyata's state at this moment.

Although the power was released and the whole person was swollen, the stretched skin lost its elasticity and drooped downwards. It looked like the skin was passed down from the oversized clothes. Even the facial features were displaced, and the eyeballs appeared particularly protruding. big.

"Brother Miyata, are you okay?" A student next to him asked carefully.

"Huh? I'm fine." Miyata turned around, a layer of skin on his neck was still shaking, and his gums were all exposed when he smiled, "Don't you see? I defeated the power of the earth, and I still win this battle. …”

Before he could even finish the last word, he suddenly had a lump in his throat, and the next second he opened his mouth and spurted out a large mouthful of blood.

Not counting one mouthful, the blood kept pouring out as if desperately escaping from his body, until he bent over and lay on the steps to vomit.

Blood flowed down the river and soon dyed the deserted ground red.

"Brother Miyata!"

The overly bloody scene frightened the students again, but when they saw Miyata spread out on the ground like a giant human skin, no one dared to come close. They could only watch all this from a distance, like headless flies. Thinking of the same way.

"Medical school, yes! Send your senior brother to medical school, there will definitely be a solution there!"

Someone suddenly suggested.

The others were awakened and all agreed. Someone immediately took out their mobile phones to call the spacecraft.

But just a second before pressing the button, Francis stopped him.

"Don't fight!"

After a pause, everyone looked up at their mentor and saw that his face was as heavy as water, and his dialing hand hesitated for a moment.

They are all students at the Institute of Cultural Relics Restoration, and Francis is the person in charge.

They had to listen to him.

but……

"Are you going to watch him die?" Ye Lan on the side spoke out the thoughts of all the students.

"Isn't that what you did? It was the evil methods you used to make him like this!" Francis raised his head and glared at her, his serious indignation genuine.

Ye Lan looked at him expressionlessly and asked, "Is it really me who caused him to vomit blood? Why not send him to the medical school for further testing?"

When Francis heard about the test, his eyes dodged, obviously he was scared.

Just when everyone thought his reaction was strange, they saw a few bright lights suddenly coming from under the dark sky, and several spaceships quickly arrived in the sky above the Institute of Cultural Relics Restoration from far away.

"It's from the school!" A student exclaimed after recognizing the logo on the spacecraft.

After the spacecraft docked, the students came down even more astonished.

"It's actually the principal. Didn't the rumors say that the principal is in poor health and no longer works as a director?"

With the students whispering, the old man at the front entered the courtyard with his eyebrows downcast and a strong aura. When he raised his head, he saw Huang Wei'an who was broadcasting live on the wall.

"Who asked you to start the live broadcast? Turn it off."

The rich voice was so coercive that Huang Wei'an almost weakened his legs with fright.

Realizing that the legendary principal might have been attracted by the live broadcast, he felt timid and his arm holding the phone shook, but he still did not choose to turn it off immediately.

The next second, the phone was taken away.

"The phone is mine." Lei Ze's deep voice sounded slowly in the night sky, with a slightly casual tone, "Is there a problem?"

At that moment, compared to the pressure of the old principal, this calm loneliness was almost instantly suffocating.

Only then did the old principal notice the presence of another figure on the wall. When he turned his head to look, he was so shocked by the man's looking down at him that he didn't dare to move.

"you……"

who is it?

He opened his mouth, but found that even the sound was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even ask.

A trace of displeasure flashed through Lei Ze's deep eyes, but knowing that the girl's drama was not over yet, he gave up the idea of ​​killing several people and looked away.

The pressure of the old principal under the wall suddenly disappeared. He took a step back to support the dean of academic affairs. He turned away embarrassedly under the puzzled eyes of everyone. He did not dare to mention the live broadcast again and only stared at the people in the yard to vent his anger. He said: "You're up so late at night, what are you doing here? Francis, don't you remember what I said? Don't hold your prayer ceremony anymore."

His words were threatening and even more suggestive.