So before the general manager continued to dissuade Fang Xingjian, Fang Xingjian's whole person was slightly shocked, and the consciousness of the celestial beings had already sunk towards the armor on his body.

The next moment, a surging momentum surged into the sky, and the temperature of the entire office building began to rise, as if it was from the original good weather to the hot summer desert. The manager could even have the illusion of the scorching sun, the skin was hot, and the wind and sand were blowing on his face.

At the same time, an extremely deep and majestic voice came from Fang Xingjian's body, which was the sound of the armor shaking the air.

"Who is it!"

"Who got into my head!"

"Entered my Domirov's consciousness!"

The manager's eyes suddenly widened, and then he reacted the next moment: "Is this a reaction to martial arts will? A large amount of personal information gathered together to form a false personality? He thought he was not dead yet?"—
Chapter completed!