She, Viper, was not only an outstanding mercenary but also the leader of Hydra.
How could she be defeated so easily?
Wishful thinking.
"Is that so?"
There was not a trace of interest in Lin Yan's eyes as he looked at the woman before him.
Viper was nothing more than a clown.
"Hahaha."
"Hahaha, are you already feeling dizzy, which is why you sat down to cover it up? I guarantee that you'll collapse within seconds.
"Hahahaha, I know your strength truly cannot be underestimated. Even that person values you so highly.
"But so what? You've already been poisoned by me. The only one who can save you is me."
"Three."
"Two."
"One."
"Hahahaha."
Viper laughed savagely, but her smile gradually froze before vanishing completely.
"Why?"
Viper stared at Lin Yan in disbelief. Her highly concentrated venom was incredibly potent—how could it possibly have no effect at all?
She abruptly raised her hand.
The needle tip of the hidden injector between her fingers had already snapped. She finally understood, yet she was utterly baffled.
"This..."
"But I really don't have that kind of twisted hobby.
"If you want to play, you can look for Alexander Pierce. Maybe that lecherous old man would be interested."
Lin Yan said calmly.
His physique had already surpassed the limits of physics. How could a tiny needle possibly harm him? Viper's scheme had completely fallen through.
Her expression twisted savagely, and her entire face contorted. Fear spread through her heart like a flood.
No, she could not die here.
Run.
Only one thought fermented in her mind.
Viper could even imagine the miserable state of her own death.
As long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood. This was a strategic retreat.
She fled desperately.
Viper's chest rose and fell