"Black lace? I like the style." Hearing this, Lance's left eye lit up, revealing a golden beast pupil that is different from humans. He looked at the Ziyin of Zuliuyuan who was standing not far away with one hand and holding a lady's cigarette in his other hand.

"What?" Ziyin of Zuliuyuan was stunned at first, then frowned. "You risked being killed by my security guard and came back to see me with my sister, with the purpose of peeping into my underwear styles? Should I say that your interests and hobbies are unique, or should I say that you have a problem with your head?"

"Don't be so mean, of course I didn't come to see you for such a thing." Lance shook his head.

"Then just talk about your purpose, otherwise I will have to let my people force you out."

"Okay. I heard that Huangying Group is a member of the Boxing Association?"

"You can actually know the Boxing Vow Association. No wonder you dare to force my sister to bring you back. It's true that you have some skills. It's good, so you are looking for me to become a fighting technician in our group?"

"I'm not interested in fighting and killing with a group of savages." Lance shook his head.

"Oh?" Ziyin from Zuliuyuan glanced at him sideways, expressing doubts about his statement...

However, after carefully observing Lance's body shape, he agreed.

As a severe muscle control, her judgment of the strong is also very consistent with the Western perception. She believes that only humans with strong muscles are suitable for becoming strong, and the muscles of the strong must be perfect and powerful. Therefore, a guy with imperfect body shape and poor muscles, even if you say he is a master, Ziyin of Zuliuyuan will doubt this.

Unless, you can show value that matches your identity.

Anyway, for now, Lance's body shape and muscles are not within the scope of her strongman certification.

Too weak...

"As a member, can you mobilize the power of the Boxing Association to investigate something?" Lance asked.

"Do you want me to help you investigate things?" Ziyin of Zuliuyuan frowned.

"Yes." Lance nodded.

"reason."

"You can change from me to a promise."

"Promise?" Ziyin of Zuliuyuan sneered: "I know who you are, what identity you have, and what kind of power you have. How do I know if your promise is useful to me?"

The promise of ordinary people is a promise, and the promise of the president is also a promise, but can the two be equivalent?

Obviously it is impossible.

What's more, the Huangying Group was not given for nothing. Thousands of trillions of industries and the superb influence in Japan can make such a large force exchange for the promises. Who do you think you are?

Head of State?

"I can help you kill the current Fist Wishing Presidential Feature, Yuan Mietang, and even help you as the president of the Fist Wishing Association." Lance said calmly.

"You? Why?" Ziyin of Zuliuyuan was stunned when she heard this, and then asked incrediblely.

"Just because I am an extraordinary person." As he said that, Lance thought, and Ziyin, who was originally standing not far away, suddenly appeared in his arms and was called back by him with both hands.

"As far as I have, do you think those so-called fighting technicians can stop me?" Lance climbed on his palm and grabbed the virginity of Zuliuyuan Ziyin and kneaded.

"Extraordinary..." Ziyin of Zuliuyuan was shocked by the changes in front of her. She did not pay attention to Lance's palm that was causing trouble on her, but murmured with a slightly dull look on her face.

It took a while before I came to my senses completely.

"Can you really help me ascend to the president's throne?" Zi Yin, Zuliuyuan, confirmed with her eyes lit up.

"As long as you want, I have ways to strengthen your fighting skills, or even directly send my servants or extraordinary companions who are good at boxing to help you with the boxing wish conference and achieve the final victory." Lance replied.

"What do you want me to investigate?" Ziyin's eyes flashed for a moment, and she relaxed her body directly, leaned her back against Lance's chest, and asked as if she let Lance do whatever she wants.

"I need you to mobilize the power of the Huangying Group and even the entire Fist Vow Association to help me confirm whether there are other extraordinary people, monsters, or supernatural creatures in this world besides me." Lans said.

"Okay!" Ziyin of Zuliuyuan agreed simply.

"Then you can prepare and launch the president's challenge." Lance said.

It can even be said that if it were not for the original work that the presidential election of the Boxing Vow Association itself had its own set of rules, Lance really wouldn't mind finding an opportunity to kill the cunning and cunning in the original work, and forcibly recommending Ziyin of the Zuliuyuan to sit on the throne of the president of the Boxing Vow Association.

Even if the sequelae of this behavior is very great, after basically leaving him, she may be killed the next day and pushed off the president's throne.

But what does that have to do with him before?

"Let's go, go to your bedroom first and let me test the quality of you, the new president." Lance said as he stood up.

"My room is over there..." Ziyin of Zuliuyuan responded.

Then the two left the living room where they met. When they were curious about what Lance had to do with his sister, they secretly came out to see her, but they happened to see Lance and Ziyin walking towards Ziyin's bedroom, Zuoliuyuan Zhu Mei staring in stunned gaze, entered Ziyin's bedroom and disappeared from Zhu Mei's sight...

"Didn't my sister say that she doesn't know the man named Lance? Why would she take him to her bedroom? She still uses that intimate position..." Seeing that Lance had no intention of coming out, Zhu Mei closed the door, leaning on the door panel, and muttered incredible ways on her face.

...

"Have you grown taller?" While Lance, who was with Ziyin in Zuliuyuan, was replacing the body with Ziyin, Lance, who stayed with Aomo Weizi, finally completed some changes.

"Is there any?" Little Lance looked down at himself, pretending to be puzzled.

"Absolutely, you see, your pants are shorter." Aomo Weizi squatted down and grabbed Lance's trousers' legs.

"Yes, how could it suddenly grow taller?" Lance said in confusion.

"Is it related to what happened yesterday?" Aomo Weizi was silent for a while and thought.

"I don't know." Lance shook his head.

"It must be related to that!" Aomo Weizi said affirmatively.

After all, people are not plasticine. They can stretch and knead at will without any change in nature. After experiencing such exaggerated rapid growth and rapid retraction in the later stage, it is impossible for people to change without any change!

I just don’t know whether Lance’s growth will be just this time, or will continue to grow in the following days, until it grows until it looks like what she saw last night, and it will stop completely.

If it were the latter...

That's not easy to buy clothes.

"Let's go, I'll take you to buy a mobile phone first, then buy two sets of clothes for changing clothes, and then go home."

"Um."

Then the two left the high school campus where Aomo Weizi worked and moved towards the nearby shopping street.

...
Chapter completed!