"Don't underestimate me!" Xiaoxia suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at Kazama, "I am not the Miyamoto Konatsu before, I have become more powerful! Fufufu~ The "superpower jar" that Mrs. Watanabe bought from the black market has a I found the rest from the corner! "
As she spoke, Xiaoxia took out a white thermos cup-like jar from behind her. The red lines on it no longer glowed, indicating that it had been used.
"Dang Dang Dang! Now I would like to introduce to you the leader of the Luo Ying Group, the reborn Miyamoto Konatsu! From today on, I am also a mutant!"
Xiaoxia threw the supernatural pot on the tatami. Because it had been used, the weight of the pot was only half of its original value.
"Now let me show Kazama my superb superpower - Ninja Technique: Phantom Substitution Technique!"
Xiaoxia crossed her fingers and clasped her hands in front of her, leaving only her two index fingers standing at the height of her nose. This is a common ninjutsu releasing posture in animation.
With a "whoosh" sound, Xiaoxia's body turned into an afterimage in front of Fengjian's eyes. Half a second later, the afterimage disappeared, and a quilt collapsed where Xiaoxia was standing.
"Hahaha! Isn't it amazing? You must have been shocked!" Xiaoxia opened the door of the closet from the inside and jumped out proudly - the quilt was originally placed in the closet.
Kazama: "Did you use the "substitution technique" to change places with the quilt in the cabinet? Even if you have to shout out the name of the move because of the side effects of the superpower pot, the previous "Ninja Technique" is redundant, right? "
"I do!" Xiaoxia was very dissatisfied with Kazama's mediocre response. "I also added the ninja gestures myself. If I wasn't afraid of wasting time, I would have added a whole set of seal movements!"
Kazama sighed: "Miss, you are indeed an idiot. You don't know that the failure rate of the supernatural can is very high. Five of Mrs. Watanabe's men became Furui people after using it, and one person exploded and died. ?"
"Eh? Is this the case?" Xiaoxia opened her mouth in fear and stuffed all five of her fingers into it.
Kazama: "If the power jar is such a good thing, why do you think this one is left? He used it without considering the consequences. What a lucky fool."
Kazama lowered his head and looked at the recorder in his hand, and began to search for more information on the "Phantom Substitution Technique". Lines of square characters were displayed on the electronic paper book-style screen.
"Superpower: Within a distance of 10 meters, instantly exchange positions between an object and itself, leaving an afterimage for 0.5 seconds."
"Mind Oath: The object must be non-living. The object must have been seen just now. The weight and size of the object must be such that it can be moved by its own power."
"Note: There is no cooldown time for the skill, but each time you use it, you will consume physical strength, which is roughly the same as carrying the substitute normally. If there are obstacles between you and the substitute, the consumption will be doubled."
Xiaoxia tilted her head curiously and came over to take a peek. The tip of the red-haired girl's ponytail was hanging on Kazama's treasure recorder.
"Speaking of which, Kazama, what kind of network are you using for your recorder? It can't be the company's network, right? If it's just a notepad that's not connected to the Internet, how can you always find so much information..."
Kazama roughly pushed Xiaoxia's face away, and the Loli retainer's palms pressed her, causing the head of the house, Xiaoxia, to have a funny deformation of her cheeks.
"This is a secret. If you find out, you will be killed. I will kill you."
Xiaoxia covered her face and stood aside.
On the surface, Kazama, the staff officer of the Luo Ying Group, has no fighting ability. When Mrs. Watanabe rebelled, she was tied to a pillar without any resistance.
However, Xiaoxia has no doubt that the other party has the ability to kill her. Just the ideas she usually comes up with to tell dirty jokes already have the qualities to assassinate with a very high success rate.
Kazama's calm and calm personality is also unpredictable...and Kazama doesn't need to assassinate me. As long as she stops giving me advice, won't I be killed by someone else!
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At about the same time, Qin Jiandan also learned more information about the superpower jar from Dr. Li.
"It turns out that a total of 10 of Mrs. Watanabe's men used the "Chameleon" canister, 5 of them turned into orcs, one of them exploded and died, and only 4 of them succeeded? "
Those four people were probably the guys who fired at me with submachine guns, but they were all killed by the policewoman's high-explosive bullets.
Dr. Li finally finished his self-created arm gymnastics: "The information I have collected so far is that one person can use up to 3 blue cans and 1 red can. The person who exploded under Mrs. Watanabe was greedy and wanted to use it. Two superpower jars can lead to such an unconventional death."
Qin Jiandan heard discussions among customers at the fried chicken restaurant that if you use more than three blue cans, you will definitely get a fever and get sick, and then randomly forget a previous skill (that is, it will be overwritten by a new kung fu). The punishment for the red jar seems to be more severe, and it will directly cause death.
“Zizzizi—zizizi”
Suddenly, a drone flew over the alley and made an indistinct voice above Qin Jiandan's head.
Qin Jiandan's first reaction was: Linlin had invaded the drone and wanted to talk to herself, but the voice system was faulty.
The company's drones have built-in firewalls, and sometimes they burn their voice modules to prevent hackers from using them to make remote calls.
The drone looked anxious. It stopped making sounds and danced a bee-like "8-figure dance" above Qin Jiandan's head.
Eh? Linlin wants to write in the sky and tell me something? I don't understand... I'll call the Luo Ying team later and ask Linlin what's going on...
"Young Master! Welcome to the territory of our Luo Ying Group!"
Saying that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here, Miyamoto Konatsu ran from the castle tower all the way to Sakuradori Street at a sprint speed of 100 meters. She is very confident in terms of physical strength. After all, she can't even escape without physical strength.
Xiaoxia raised her face to look at Qin Jiandan, with the attitude of a smiling little girl, and her eyes were filled with flattery and expectation.
However, Qin Jiandan suddenly felt a sinking feeling in his stomach, feeling a different urge than before, eager to go to the "place of reincarnation of grains".
I see! Linlin put laxatives in that glass of beer with a warning! She regretted it so she wanted to use a drone to notify me! I only know the Steel Armor Breathing Technique but not the "Anal Armor Breathing Technique". This kind of churning in the abdomen must be solved somewhere!
Qin Jiandan woke up and quickly handed the baby basket to Dr. Li to take care of. He walked out of the alley and looked around for the toilet.
Xiaoxia, who saw nothing but the young master, followed her.
"Young master, what are you looking for? If you need anything, just tell me directly. I am the eldest sister in this area after all!"
Some people on the street recognized Miyamoto Konatsu, but judging from their reactions, although they would salute as they passed by, they may not have much respect for the team leader in private.
Xiaoxia remembered that Fengjian had said "be more proactive", so she hugged one of Qin Jiandan's arms with both hands and rubbed the arm against her chest.
"Young Master, come to the castle tower and have a cup of tea! I'm so tired standing on the street... Hey, Young Master, why are you so rude..."
Qin Jiandan was in a hurry to go to the toilet, but he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of his subordinates, so he didn't say anything clearly, he just shook off Xiao Xia's chest sticker, then waved his hand and said: "I have something urgent, I'll leave first."
"Young Master, why are you leaving just after meeting me? What's so urgent?"
Xiaoxia was very aggrieved. Countless people on the street saw her being dumped by a man. Some girls even laughed at her from a distance. Xiaoxia was so angry that she stamped her feet.
Qin Jiandan was busy solving the physiological problems in his stomach, and his figure disappeared into a store with a pink sign.
As soon as I arrived at the lobby, I was immediately greeted by Mamasang, who was wearing heavy makeup.
"Oh, isn't this Young Master Qin of the Night Dragon Club? Welcome!"
Qin Jiandan looked ugly: "I'm looking for the toilet."
Mama Sang laughed: "How can the young master call the girls "toilet"? Even though this is what we do, the girls would be embarrassed to say this, hahaha! "
Qin Jiandan's forehead was dripping with sweat: "What I want is a real toilet!"
Seeing Qin Jiandan's fierce eyes as if he was about to kill someone, Mamasang quickly pointed to the second floor.
Qin Jiandan entered the pink sign shop and didn't come out for a long time. Xiaoxia wanted to destroy the store, but felt that it was not in line with her status as a team leader.
"Damn it! If you have any physical needs, why don't you come to me to solve them? Come to Luo Ying Group's store to solve them. Are you looking down on me as the group leader?"
Xiaoxia wished she could shout all these words in the street. When she looked up, she found Dr. Li from the Night Dragon Society walking beside her.
"Well, this child was handed over to the Luo Ying group by the young master."
"Child? What child?" Xiaoxia discovered for the first time a sleeping baby lying in the bamboo basket.
"What kind of child is it..." Dr. Li rubbed his temples with his fingers. Because he was always thinking about medical research, he would forget some daily conversations and even familiar names.
"The young master said that he is... the child of his lover in the inner city. Since there is no one to take care of him in the inner city, the young master asked me to give it to you to raise. Is that okay?"
Xiaoxia took the baby's bamboo basket blankly, with an expression on her face as if she had just been punched.
"The child of the young master and his lover in the inner city...isn't it the child of the policewoman? Why do you want me to raise it for them?"
Dr. Li was very irresponsible in conveying the message. He conveyed the message in a confused manner and soon returned to the crossroads to recruit volunteers.
When Xiaoxia came back to her senses, Doctor Li had already left. Xiaoxia couldn't help feeling weak, her knees softened, and she knelt in the middle of the street holding the bamboo basket.
People were coming and going on the street. Those who knew Xiao Xia knew that this was the leader of the Luo Ying Group. Those who did not know her thought she was an orphan and widowed mother who had been abandoned by a man.
The more Xiaoxia thought about it, the more aggrieved she became, and big tears finally fell down her cheeks.
“UuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuHe is used as a substitute for raising children! I didn’t expect the young master to be so ruthless, and he agreed to marry me!”
Many tears fell into the bamboo basket, and the baby was soaked by the tears. Not only did he not cry, he opened his eyes and looked up curiously.
Xiaoxia hugged the bamboo basket tighter.
"Uuuuuuuuah~ Poor child! You were abandoned by your parents too! Abandoned just like me! Don't learn from them. When you grow up, you must not become such a heartless and unjust person!"
Mamasang saw Xiaoxia crying in the street through the window, and couldn't help but said to herself:
"This is too disrespectful. If Kazama hadn't been willing to serve as her adviser, how could she have become the leader of the Luo Ying Group? With this ability to withstand pressure, even if she wants to work in my store, I have to be careful think about it!"
Mamasang took out another camera and took pictures continuously outside the window.
"Kazama will buy Xiaoxia's embarrassing photos at a high price. I don't know what they are used for. I heard that they have been collected into a thick photo album..."
