Chapter 692 Not My Match

I'm not his match in martial arts, nor am I as wealthy as he is! That aside, he almost had Mom bursting a blood vessel! As his thoughts wandered in that direction, Li Xinghong grew all the more apoplectic. He became like a horse whose reins had snapped, thus going out of control.
Glimpsing the syringe with the serum auctioned by Sublime Pharmacy that had fallen to the ground, he snatched it up and jabbed it into his own neck.
As he depressed the plunger, the electronic syringe automatically corresponded by shooting the serum into his body.