It's a very old-fashioned pen-style steel pen, with an alloy tip and a stamp engraved with a series of numbers, 49327-01.
"01... Flying sword?"
Chen Xuantian skeptically looked at the pen and tried to pinch the formula.
The pen rolled in the box, and it really was a flying sword...
Wang Wei explained,
"A pen-style pistol, the tip is a special bullet, using the 'flying sword's intelligent guidance chip, storing a neurotoxin in the ink cartridge. Just a scratch and blood will trigger it.
Once the target is poisoned, they will experience spasms, convulsions, and paralysis, losing self-care ability. Of course, our ambulance and antidote serum are ready to rescue him or any innocent bystanders at any time.
But with your 'Sword Control Technique,' there should be no accidental injuries, although to be cautious, complete the injection before boarding, and remember to retrieve the bullet tip."
"Alright... fine..."
Chen Xuantian scratched his head,
