"Ye Xiaofan, what are you doing?"
At Ye Xiaofan's actions, Lingze imdiately looked over in alarm.
"Just trying out the antidote. What? What are you afraid of?" Xiaofan said nonchalantly.
"No..." Lingze hadn't expected Xiaofan to so decisively shove the pill into Fujita's mouth. Even if there were suspicions, normally one wouldn't recklessly administer what might be the only lifeline they held. But that's exactly what he did.
That's right, it wasn't an antidote, and there was no antidote in Fujita's room. What Xiaofan had just handed over was rely so poison he carried on him.
"Ling, Lingze..."
Fujita's face began to pale, and the slow swelling pain in his abdon made him realize that sothing was wrong.
Indeed, it was highly toxic. Just by feeling the pulse, Xiaofan could discover it. However, now letting Fujita die would indeed be detrintal to him. He must ensure Fujita escorts him out of the base first.
Smashing the bottle to the ground, Xiaofan used a toothpick to seal several of Fujita's vital points, blocking the poison from attacking his heart. Using a toothpick certainly has side effects. Though it's as effective as a silver needle now, because the toothpick is too thick, once removed from the point, the tendon's ridian would rupture, blood spurting, but not fatal.
"Looks like our deal is completely broken." Xiaofan said coldly to Lingze.
"The...the antidote..." Fujita gasped at Lingze.
"Oh, yes, taking the antidote now might offer salvation... Lingze, what? Are you really going to watch him die here?" Xiaofan said darkly.
The truth was, they hadn't intended to provide the real antidote, and Xiaofan had only held onto a slim hope.
"Ye, Ye Xiaofan, don't kill , the antidote, the antidote is at my ho, at my DJ's house, I'll take you there. Lingze, give, give the antidote..." Fujita finally conceded, desperately tortured. He wants to live, he wants to survive, because without life, everything is lost.
At the DJ's house?
Heavens, Xiaofan found himself absurdly wrong again; this place wasn't truly Fujita's ho, if he had such supplents, they would be stored sowhere there, not here.
It's truly damnable... so Fujita absolutely cannot die here.
"Lingze... if I die, kid, you won't live either..." Fujita threatened.
Lingze hesitated for a mont, but ultimately could only comply by taking out a small bottle from his clothes and tossing it to Ye Xiaofan. As Fujita said, if he died, Lingze wouldn't escape unscathed either.
Xiaofan received the pill, gently administering it to Fujita. Now he must save his life and imdiately rush to his ho to retrieve the antidote, but will there be ti? The opponent could easily control Fujita's ho before Xiaofan arrives at the DJ.
"Rest assured, the antidote is hidden in a very secret place; even if they searched, they wouldn't quickly find it." Fujita seed to see through Xiaofan's worry and spoke softly.
"Then good, now have your people bring us a car." Regardless of whether they can find it or not, Xiaofan must gamble this ti.
"Go, bring a car over..."
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Xiaofan felt a massive and intense killing intent sneak up from behind.
Yes, killing intent, overwhelming like a tidal wave.
Previously, Xiaofan thought that controlling Fujita would deter anyone from attacking, thus completely ignoring the commotion from behind.
The sneak attack was incredibly swift, even Xiaofan was astonished at the opponent's formidable ability.
No chance to evade... too fast.
If hit, death or serious injury would follow... Instantly, Xiaofan couldn't overthink and quickly moved Fujita behind him as a human shield, hoping the opponent would stop...
'Bang...'
'Pfft...'
The strike squarely hit Fujita's chest, making him spit blood and fall lifeless, his wide eyes staring at the attacker with a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth: "Old, Old General..."
Xiaofan hadn't had ti to react, although Fujita's body absorbed so of the impact, the force launched him flying.
The mory card clamped between his fingers fell to the ground amid the violent collision.
'Damn...'
No ti to settle the turbulent energy within, even less to see the assailant, Xiaofan's sole thought was retrieving the fallen mory card.
It was what Zuimo once desperately exchanged his life for, it could be said to be the matchmaker between him and Zuimo; from the start, events beca exceedingly complex due to its existence. If lost from his hand, what face has he to face Zuimo, to face Grandpa Fan... to return and see all Huaxia's people.
This ti it was an instance of selfishness on his part, but his life might be lost, absolutely not the data.
Rushing over, bending down, just as he was about to grab the mory card, that terrifying killing intent closed in again.
Forcing Xiaofan to straighten and confront it.
'Bang.'
Unprepared, Xiaofan was directly struck and sent flying.
Landing lightly on his toes, Xiaofan retaliated fiercely.
For Xiaofan possesses such imnse inner strength; this mysterious master was equally astonished. Protecting himself with energy, he fiercely matched Xiaofan in a fair contention.
'Bang.'
The dust on the ground spread out centered on the two in an instant the mont their palms collided. Xiaofan gritted his teeth; it was his first encounter with such a formidable opponent.
Finally, he saw the opponent's true face, white hair, wrinkled, squinting eyes revealing only a slit. But the sharpness conveyed through it made Xiaofan take it seriously.
He must be over eighty. He should belong to the sa generation as Grandpa Ren and Grandpa. Why has he never heard of such a terrifying adversary?
'Bang...'
Xiaofan was pushed back three steps, while the opponent showed no sign of granting respite, launching another attack.
Xiaofan's speed was fully suppressed, the opponent fought relentlessly, seemingly intent on cutting him down completely.
While they battled here, Lingze glanced at Fujita lying lifelessly on the ground, frowned, then swiftly approached and grasped the mory card tightly.
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