Chapter 129: Mysterious Liquid No. 128
The cold-faced man glared furiously and gritted his teeth, saying: "You will regret this."
"I don’t need you to worry about whether I’ll regret it or not, you should take care of yourself." With that said, Ling Chen reached out and began searching the cold-faced man, who was the leader of the team and was surely carrying a cellphone.
However, just then, the cold-faced man suddenly raised his right hand. Ling Chen misjudged it as a threat and immediately leaned back. But then, he realized that the cold-faced man was not aiming at him.
Not only that, he noticed that the man was holding a syringe in his hand. The syringe was only as thick as a finger, very short, filled with 2 milligrams of purple liquid. He didn’t know where the guy had hidden the syringe, as he had failed to notice it.
By the time he realized it, the cold-faced man had already jabbed the syringe into his own neck, not giving Ling Chen any chance to stop him.
Seeing the purple liquid being injected into the cold-faced man’s body, Ling Chen immediately stood up, took two steps back, slightly frowned, and stared intently at him.
Even though he didn’t know what the purple liquid in the syringe was, with years of experience, he had a bad feeling.
At this moment, the cold-faced man, having injected the purple liquid, started convulsing, his veins bulged, and his face turned extremely red as if burned by fire, looking terrifying.
Suddenly, the severely injured cold-faced man sprang up from the ground like a carp leaping up, his gaze coldly fixed on Ling Chen, and started walking towards him step by step.
Ling Chen was slightly surprised and unconsciously glanced at the man’s legs, which moved freely, not at all like someone who had been shot.