[Mission Objective Updated]
[Do not alert the other guests. (Optional)]
"F*ck, always causing trouble."
John kicked over the cleaning cart.
He pulled out a few towels to cover the bloodstains, then dragged the waiter's corpse into the closet, finally taking Kuang Xin to the next room for emergency treatment.
This palace exists for debauchery.
To ensure the safety of customers while they entertain themselves, every room with a bed is stocked with medical supplies.
John scavenged everything in sight.
He lifted Kuang Xin's bathrobe:
The wound was horrific, and the prosthetic limb's severed end kept bleeding.
Poof, pshsh—
John raised a foam spray and sprayed Kuang Xin's lower body like Santa Claus, then injected him with an emergency medication.
That's all he could do.
This guy needed proper surgery.
John was shot twice in the back but didn't react.
The bullets did not penetrate the body armor layers.
The subdermal armor proved effective in combat too.
