blood vessel strengthening system

Fan Ming now has a strong opinion of Principal Zhang.

No matter how big or small things are, I have to make things difficult for myself. Sometimes, if something is too big, I will even say that my bonus will be deducted.

Although the bonus was insignificant to Fan Ming, it made Fan Ming very unconvinced. Why was the money he deserved so deducted?

But Fan Ming couldn't find the reason either.

Could it be that he had a grudge against him because he often disturbed the principal when he was picking up girls?

In this case, Fan Ming would be even more unconvinced.

I was just trying to stop the principal's lecherous behavior in a righteous way.

Okay, since your principal always has to give yourself a hard time because of these things, and even accuses you of neglecting your duties even when you go to the toilet, then I have to disturb these good things of yours.

Fan Ming held this idea and let his consciousness follow Principal Zhang anytime and anywhere.

As long as Fan Ming sees which female teacher the principal is chatting with, Fan Ming will run over and deliberately cause damage. Anyway, Fan Ming has nothing to do at school except during class time, so he can have some fun.

Who knew that Fan Ming overheard something.

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"What? Invite me over to play again? Boss Zhao, how can you be so embarrassed!"

"Did I punish Fan Ming? Haha, I did it every day. He had to report to me every time he went to the toilet. I was always looking for opportunities to deduct money from him. He must hate me to death."

"That matter... it's easy to handle, easy to handle. I'm looking for an opportunity! I will definitely help you make appointments with Lin Yue and Lan Xin! Don't worry while I handle the matter!"

"Okay, that's it! Boss Zhao, you are so interesting!"

...

Fan Ming's consciousness absorbed the contents of Principal Zhang's phone call in his mind.

"Okay, it turns out you two are working together!" Fan Ming couldn't help but clenched his fists when he heard that the person on the other end of the phone was Zhao Bin, who had asked someone to beat him twice.

"I'm just asking why this lazy, lazy pig-headed principal came to trouble me all the time. It turned out to be under your instructions! What a good Zhao Bin! You even set your sights on Lin Yue and Lan Xin!" Fan Ming

I almost slammed the table with anger.

For many days in a row, every day he had had enough of the principal's anger. If it weren't for his responsible attitude towards the students, Fan Ming would have packed up and left long ago. What's the point of staying in this shitty school?

To be honest, the conversation between principal Zhang Song and Zhao Bin worried Fan Ming for a long time.

But it seems that they can't implement it for a while, because every day Lin Yue and Lan Xin are at three o'clock and one line, either at school, shopping for groceries, or at home. And if they have any entertainment, it's just those perverts who come to invite them.

When they went out, they were all pushed away by Fan Ming.

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Fan Ming rushed to the door of Lin Yue's room and called out: "Teacher Lin, are you there?"

"Come in." Lin Yue said, "Just call me Lin Yue from now on. Are we that similar?" Thinking of the joke Fan Ming made while drunk last time, Lin Yue couldn't help but blush.

The sweet smile on Lin Yue's face made Fan Ming stunned. Lin Yue would always make Fan Ming's eyes light up at any time.

"Do my clothes look good?" Lin Yue thought Fan Ming was admiring her clothes. She had just bought new clothes that she had not worn yet.

"Good-looking, good-looking!" Fan Ming swallowed his saliva as he looked at Lin Yue's peak that couldn't be grasped with both hands.

"I like this dress too!" Lin Yue said happily. The tight white turtleneck highlighted Lin Yue's perfect figure, and there seemed to be no trace of fat. Although Fan Ming often used his spiritual consciousness to peek at Lin Yue changing clothes.

Taking a shower, but now looking at it with your eyes, it's a different feeling.

Fan Ming still stared intently.

"You, you!" Lin Yue finally realized that Fan Ming meant something else when he said it looked good.

Fan Ming turned his head subconsciously as if a thief had been caught.

Lin Yue angrily pulled Fan Ming's ears with her hands: "Tell me, what looked good just now?"….

"Everything looks good!" Fan Ming had no choice but to respond.

"Are you going to say it?" Lin Yue couldn't help but increase her strength.

In fact, Fan Ming didn't feel any pain at all. He just cooperated with Lin Yue and pretended to be in pain and said: "The clothes...the clothes look good!"

Lin Yue then let go of her hand and asked, "Why did you come to me?"

Fan Ming said: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that Zhao Bin is not a good person."

"I know he is not a good person, but I haven't met him again recently?" Lin Yue said.

"That's not what I'm talking about... Anyway, if you meet him, you must call me!" Fan Ming said.

Lin Yue thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Reluctantly looking away from Lin Yue, Fan Ming didn't have anything else to do, so he left the room.

I also saw Lan Xin and Dahuang having fun in the yard downstairs.

Fan Ming smiled and shook his head. Lan Xin and Lin Yue have completely different personalities. Lin Yue is as quiet as a virgin, while Lan Xin is as active as a rabbit.

"But Lan Xin seems to have grown quite a bit recently, almost as big as Lin Yue..." Fan Ming thought.

...

Fan Ming is in his room.

A fly "buzzed" past Fan Ming's eyes.

Fan Ming's eyes narrowed and he glared at the fly.

Divine consciousness shot towards it, and with an impact, the fly's wings were broken into two pieces.

"It turns out that spiritual consciousness can also be used as a means of attack!" Fan Ming had a clear understanding.

There was nothing to do now, and his cultivation speed was very slow, so Fan Ming took out the set of eighteen magical needles he bought from the black market for detailed reference.

Magical weapons are the lowest form of the various magic weapons used by cultivators.

Magical weapons and spiritual weapons do not require hard work and sacrifice. No matter who gets them, they can use them directly. If they are robbed, they only need to erase the divine consciousness on them and they can be used as new.

What Fan Ming was thinking about was how to control a total of eighteen magical weapons.

Using his consciousness as his hand, Fan Ming tried to pick up a needle.

The needle looks light and light, but actually weighs one or two kilograms, but it is extremely thin.

With the spiritual consciousness in the foundation building stage, it is natural to play with mid-grade magic weapons with ease.

So Fan Ming quickly got started. His consciousness controlled the needle to revolve around him, and then suddenly shot forward, and then stopped halfway...

There is no problem with one.

But what about two? What about eighteen?

This is a set of magical instruments, with a total of eighteen pieces. So how should we get it?

While controlling the needle with his spiritual consciousness, Fan Ming used his spiritual consciousness to pick up the second, third, and... until the eighteenth needle.

Only then did Fan Ming suddenly realize.

Since this is a set of magical instruments, its usage should be similar to other individual magical instruments. If the requirements are too high, who can afford to use it? This is originally only for people in the Qi training period.

Eighteen needles were suspended all over Fan Ming's body.

This magical weapon does not test the divine consciousness. The intensity of the spiritual consciousness required to control it is not much different from other ordinary middle-grade magical weapons. What it tests is the user's ability to multi-task.

Because as long as you have a thought, you can make these needles act individually or collectively.

If facing eighteen people at the same time, the user needs to let these needles attack the enemy separately.

However, there are still some uncontrollable feelings when using the magic weapon. Fan Ming knows that this is the feeling of not performing the blood sacrifice. He only controls the magic weapon with his spiritual consciousness. However, if it is a magic weapon or above, after the blood sacrifice, he will have to control the magic weapon with his own blood.

Connected, even without using spiritual consciousness, you can make it move according to your heart.

Although the magic weapon has such big shortcomings, Fan Ming does not dare to expect anything more than a magic weapon. The cheapest spiritual weapon is five million, so how expensive will the magic weapon be?

What's more, Fan Ming has no intention of replacing the set of flying needles he is currently using. Because of its special material, it can penetrate the true essence.

Fan Ming thought that if poison was put on the tip of the needle, even if others tried to use their true energy to resist in advance, they would still be stung by the needle and be poisoned. If it were a bee, if others took precautions when stinging people, the powerful true energy would

Protecting the body, it is impossible for a sting to get in.

Flying needles to apply poison is a good idea, Fan Ming thought in his mind.

Compared with the poison contained in ordinary bees that evolve into F-level bees, Fan Ming prefers poisons that are originally highly toxic. If those creatures evolve into F-level bees, how lethal will their toxins be?

Therefore, Fan Ming hopes to come up with a super powerful poison that can be applied to his flying needle weapon and released during battle. Even if the enemy uses true energy to protect his body, he will not be able to defend it.

Fan Ming was about to call Yu Hang to ask how many of the highly venomous animals he had asked him to find were found.

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