Xu Huo leisurely took out the Black Blade, with a slight lift of his hand, accompanied by a cold gleam sweeping across the yard, the Rank-B player was killed without any resistance.
Using a handkerchief to wipe the blood off the blade, he didn't look at the others whose expressions dramatically changed; he just said blandly, "It's a pity that the time-related item can't be used continuously."
Upon hearing this, the unlucky one and the female player turned to flee, but with just a flicker of their gazes, they unconsciously looked back at Xu Huo, meeting his eyes. Without much need for explanation, the instant their eyes met, they realized it was a trap, Xu Huo was waiting for them to run!
Death like wind, as if strangling their necks.
"What exactly do you want?" The female player asked through gritted teeth.
Xu Huo put away the Black Blade and took out three syringes from the luggage compartment, "I want you to do me a favor."
