The syringe bore no labels, and its color was different from the P1- or P0-version potions he'd seen before.
"Click, click, click..." The moment he took out the syringe, the half-arm in his hand split open on its own. Once its metal components fell away, a small device was revealed at the wrist. Its green light flashed twice, and the entire hotel suddenly blurred!
After a brief sensation of falling, Xu Huo found himself back in the hotel. But the moment his feet touched the ground, a gust of wind grazed his neck. As he dodged the attack, he heard a command: "Disarm!"
Against his will, his hands opened, and the device and syringe both fell to the floor. When he came to his senses and tried to snatch them back, a net-like item suddenly appeared on the ground and whisked both away.
He looked up. Old Zheng and Old Eagle, who shouldn't have been anywhere near him, were blocking him from the front and behind.
Xu Huo's gaze turned cold. Just as he was about to strike, the device Old Zheng had snatched flashed twice in quick succession. The next second, the hotel blurred again. Two seconds later, it stabilized once more. Along with the change in their surroundings came the clamor of fighting outside the hotel, making it clear to all three that they had returned to the Corpse Hiding Hotel!
A wisp of white smoke rose from the device in Old Zheng's hand before it destroyed itself. Old Zheng immediately slammed open the nearby door and ran toward the window, ordering Old Eagle, "Kill him!"
"Vacuum..." Old Eagle had just reached out toward Xu Huo, but before he could finish speaking, the man who'd been standing in the hallway flashed into the room. An air barrier appeared