"I'm doomed..." Mr. Xu's heart sank, "Looks like my good luck... has finally run out..."
The boost from the adrenaline rush had faded away, and Mr. Xu felt as if a massive stone was pressing on his chest. Breathing became extremely difficult, his lungs burned with intense pain, and the muscles in his back began to spasm uncontrollably.
Blood surged upward, and every breath carried a heavy scent of blood... Mr. Xu glanced at the empty syringe still stuck in his arm and couldn't help but give a bitter smile.
This was the source of that inhuman surge of strength Wang Zheng had felt earlier. Unfortunately, that power was now gone.
"In the end, I'm just an ordinary person." This thought flashed through Mr. Xu's mind.
His legs felt heavy as if filled with lead, and the muscles throughout his body twitched in a dull ache, rendering him completely powerless...
