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Zhao Yixuan smiled again. "That's right, don't you pull any tricks around here. Administer this first." He retrieved a syringe and needle with his foot and kicked it to Xia Yingluo. Xia Yingluo had a bad feeling. "What's this?" Zhao Yixuan looked gleeful. "I know you've hurt lots of people in your class, and you're skilled and agile. In order to prevent any accidents, it's better to administer some muscle relaxant first. Yingluo, don't worry, this is harmless to the human body. It just makes you lose your strength temporarily so you won't resist." How despicable. Xia Yingluo cursed at him in her heart, but she understood that this wasn't the time to go hard against him. She held the needle to her forearm and injected herself.