"No!" The third uncle tried to calm himself, but his voice was still trembling, "You have done something to my potion!" ”

"How could this be?" Fang Ru's eyes widened, "After Grandma died, I haven't seen you again, when did you give me a chance to do something?" ”

The third uncle couldn't wait to bite off his tongue. Why did he just make up some potion is an ancestral nonsense!

But even if there was no claim that the potion was an inheritance, he would be able to refute Fang Ru? Do you want him to admit that the potion was made by Fang Ru? As Mr. Wu, why did Baba run to the prison to ask Fang Ru to make a potion?

However, the third uncle is the third uncle, and two breaths calmed him down. "Not true. The inheritance is distributed by your father. At that time, your family did something. Also, with your cautious nature, you will be worried that you will run out of the same potion in case you need to create illusions in the future. If there's only one bottle, you won't take it out. ”

The implication is to see how Fang Ru proves that you did not secretly change the medicine.

Fang Ru sneered.

Is the third uncle in a hurry? Thought he could take her into the ditch with a few words?

She was stupid to worry about whether she had secretly changed the potion. Does it have anything to do with her purpose?

However, there are those who can't turn the corner. An official nodded thoughtfully: "Miss Fang, explain." Otherwise, we will recognize Mr. Fang Ze as Mr. Wu. ”

Fang Ru glanced lazily at the official.

In the next second, the meteorite landed!

No, it wasn't really a meteorite falling from the sky, but everyone present felt a pound of pressure at the same time. One by one, their steps were unsteady and they fell to the ground crackling!

A few of them didn't fall in time for a few of them, and their leg bones were cracked out of their legs.

However, even with such a severe injury, coupled with the biting cold and the pain from the soul, every one wailed. The strength on their bodies seemed to be drained, and they spread out there like a puddle of mud, even if they wanted to greet other people's ancestors for eighteen generations, they couldn't even snort twice.

Help me...... Help me......

Everyone shouted in their hearts.

But the sound was taken away, and they were like crabs thrown into a pot, with the lid closed. It won't be long before they are smothered by their fears.

The more I want to get up. The more you don't have the strength. And when they turned their only eyes that could move, they were shocked to find that wisps of white smoke were really sucked away from their bodies and flowed towards Fang Ru's location!

Oh, my God. This. What is it?

Are their souls going to be lost?!

If Fang Ru knew what they were thinking. Will definitely applaud and welcome their IQ suddenly online.

For them, though, it's just speculation. The officials, including the third uncle Fang Fei Luo and Shen Tianyu, were all in the shape of a street, and their view close to the ground was blocked by the wide mahogany conference table. I couldn't see where the wisps that rose from their bodies flew.

The headmaster was silent, his face stiff.

He was the only one standing. Only he could see that after the white smoke was drawn from the people around him, it did converge on the position of the person beside Fang Ru.

"Fang Ru? What time is it? ”

The low and lazy voice faintly reveals the doting on the people next to him.

"You've been napping long enough." Fang Ru joked, then turned to the headmaster who was standing there alone.

The black and white eyes have no smile at all, and they are so clear that there is nothing to hide.

"Alright, Headmaster. Are you still struggling with who Mr. Wu is? ”

The headmaster's back twitched subconsciously. He would be afraid of this little girl.

Fang Ru didn't expect the principal's answer. Because his expression says it all. She lowered her head, fumbled in her pocket, and placed a small USB stick on the table.

The principal's eyes lit up.

I didn't think it was when I didn't compare, but now when I saw Fang Ru's USB flash drive, the principal realized that the one that the third uncle gave him was too new, not like being carried in a dead man's pocket and being outside the base for three months.

The man in ancient costume moved his finger slightly.

One of the guards jumped up from the ground, coughing desperately and gasping for air. I don't know, I thought he had just been pressed into the water and almost drowned.

But for someone lying on the ground, it feels like drowning. The only difference is that no matter how long you have been in sin, there is no moment of liberation with a kick on your legs.

The pot hates these selfish officials. Without their greed and unkindness, how could Fang Ru's third uncle have a chance to make this game. So he controlled it very well, smacking the soul qi of these people and torturing them for a long time.

Fang Ru gently held the pot's hand.

It's good to take revenge until you're cool, there's no need to let yourself get angry.

But don't say it, it feels good to be able to hold his hand like that. Although the so-called entity of the pot was an illusion created by the combined action of soul seeing elixir and hallucinogen, Fang Ru still felt that this was the real pot.

"Please bring the computer." Fang Ru raised his voice in a good mood and said to the guard.

She had to test the USB flash drive on the spot. Otherwise, what if you are secretly replaced by the high-level. It took a lot of effort for the pot and Qin Shen to help her get it.

The guard couldn't figure out what was going on, until he saw the headmaster nodding at him, and then he ran out of the door.

The headmaster cautiously sat back.

The high-level people collectively hit the streets, and he was the only one left. If he sits on the air again, then the high-level will be completely defeated by Fang Ru's little girl. And it was an extremely humiliating failure, so I just jumped off the building en masse!

"Mr. Wu......," the headmaster said in a deep voice, "you can let my subordinates go." ”

Saying this means that he has identified who Mr. Wu is.

Compared with the man in ancient costume who sat there calmly, Fang Ze, who was convulsed with his daughter, foaming at the mouth, and his nosebleeds and vomit made his face look like a palette, even if it was really Mr. Wu, the principal didn't bother to look at him again.

The man in costume still didn't say a word, as if he didn't appreciate it at all.

Obviously, he was still sitting there exactly like just now, but his whole person's momentum was different.

If you want to live, you will live, and if you want you to die, you will die. I don't need a reason, just because I want to.

This is the domineering spirit of a superior with absolute power.

"Sir, let them all get up."

As soon as Fang Ru's words fell, the people who fell to the ground suddenly regained their voices, and the cry of pain could break the roof.

At this time, the guard just now came back, holding the notebook and panting. The staff who followed behind quickly checked the USB flash drive. When a few of those lying on the ground finally managed to climb back to their seats with difficulty, the staff ecstatic announced, "It's true!" (To be continued......)