The secret agent who had sneaked into Rory's laboratory slowly regained consciousness, only to find himself tied to a chair.
Raising his head to look at Rory, who was tinkering with a needle not far away, he demanded, "What did you do to me?!"
Anyone would feel nervous after fainting so inexplicably.
Rory fiddled with the syringe in his hand, drew some unknown liquid, and walked over to the agent with a smile. "This thing is an accidental byproduct discovered during the experiment, and its only purpose—"
A streak of sword light slowly traced across midair. It looked slow, but the moment it fell, the blade was already upon the target.
Qi Anyi was not even a year old yet and naturally could not understand. She could only let out a series of crisp, cheerful laughs from the other end of the phone.
Chapter 127