He touched the sensing area at the end of the glass tube with his right hand, and the needle popped out smoothly.
He raised his right hand and stabbed it into the other side of his neck, waiting for the compressed air inside to push all the medicine into his body.
But at this moment, he once again felt the difference in the touch of his hand.
The man in black suddenly pulled out the antidote, only to see that what he held in his hand was the syringe that the gray-haired boy had just exchanged.
"What? Where's my antidote...?"
The man felt a surge of hot blood rushing to his brain. As he subconsciously asked his soul-searching question, El on the opposite side had already steadily inserted the advanced syringe filled with antidote into his neck.
"Shh~"
There was a faint sound of compressed air pushing the piston and liquid medicine, and El pulled the empty syringe from his neck.
He twisted his neck provocatively, smiled, and waved the high-end syringe in front of the man in black.
From the time the man in black gave the first injection to the time he ran out of antidote and became poisoned, the entire process took less than ten seconds.
But the balance of victory and defeat tilted in these few seconds.
The man in black already felt a sense of weakness coming from his body, and his breathing had reached the point where he needed to exert some effort to maintain it.
No one knew better than him what was inside the two ampoules:
Muscle relaxants and drugs to stimulate blood flow.
The only antidote had already entered the boy's body. The man in black looked at the boy's face, which showed a slight discomfort and then eased, and suddenly stood up from the ground.
His body swayed, and he pointed his finger at El's forehead and uttered his desperate last words:
"Little guy, I'm crazy!"
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