Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!

The hotel locks are all electronic card swipe locks.

But the person unlocking the door clearly wasn't using a card—perhaps worried that the electronic swipe would make a beeping sound that would alert anyone inside.

Using some unknown technique, they cracked the lock, and when turning the doorknob, the faint sound of the gear clicking could be heard.

This sound is hard for an ordinary person to notice, let alone someone asleep in the middle of the night?

But Chen Yan, with his keen hearing, woke up instantly with immediate awareness!

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In the darkness, the door was pushed open, and a silhouette quickly slipped through the crack, quietly closing the door behind.

The figure was of medium build, dressed in a black leather jacket, hidden in the darkness, almost invisible.

Silently, the figure walked along the wall, appearing like a predator feline ready to pounce, each step on the carpet as quiet as a breath.

Finally, as the figure reached the bed, they suddenly extended a hand towards the throat area of the person in bed, while the other hand pulled out an object and fiercely stabbed down with the quilt lifted!

It turned out to be a syringe.

Poof!

The needle of the syringe stabbed down, but the feel of the hand pressing the throat was wrong.

The figure instantly realized something was amiss, their first response was to retreat suddenly! Simultaneously dropping the syringe, they quickly drew a dagger and forcefully stabbed backwards!

This guy's reaction was extremely quick, clearly not some ordinary burglar, but rather seemed like a trained professional!

After the dagger struck empty, the figure leaned back against the wall, shrinking their body tightly, a pair of gray-brown eyes fixedly staring into the room.

The room wasn't too large, a quick glance around revealed everything.

After the quilt was lifted, there was only a pillow on the bed, but no figure?

The room was empty, not a soul in sight!

The silhouette's eyes flickered, clearly in a state of extreme caution and confusion...

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Chen Yan stood in the mirror, coldly observing the real world within the room outside of the mirror.

Upon hearing the lock's sound, he instantly pulled out a piece of talisman paper and swiftly hid under the quilt, entering the Mirror World.

Even though it was midnight and the room lights were off, it wasn't completely dark.

The snowy weather, with the curtains half-open, reflected a pale white sheen everywhere, making the night slightly brighter than usual.

Moreover, it was a vacation hotel, so the entire building was brightly lit.

In the Mirror World, Chen Yan watched the room through the mirror.

Soon, he recognized the figure that invaded the room to attack him was a man.

Moreover, with gray-brown eyes and brown hair, it clearly revealed his identity—definitely not from Dragon Country.

This method, it didn't seem like a thief, rather like those agents or hitmen depicted in movies and TV?

But... Chen Yan wondered why an ordinary person like himself would attract the attention of agents or hitmen?

Once Chen Yan saw the distinct foreign features of the attacker, he had some suspicions.

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The shadow slowly retreated towards the door, maintaining high alert, constantly keeping his back against the wall.

But this action proved to be his downfall.

In the corridor leading to the room door, there's a mirror on the wall.

Just as he backed against the wall and came into contact with the mirror.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the mirror!

The hand grabbed his neck, lifting him and smashing him onto the ground!

Boom!!

The powerful impact on the floor made his mind instantly go blank.

Although Chen Yan's physical strength didn't match those who practiced Cultivation Combat Body Technique, nourished by Primordial Qi and reinforced by Japan's Secret Realm final trial, his physical strength far surpassed ordinary people.

Conservatively estimated, going one-on-one with Captain America poses no problem.

That shadow, though possibly trained professionally, was still within the realm of ordinary people, crushed like a chick under such strength!

Subsequently, Chen Yan stepped out of the mirror, kicking the man's head.

This kick almost broke his neck—even that was Chen Yan holding back.

Seeing the man's eyes roll back, Chen Yan didn't give him any chance to breathe, extending a finger and applying a "Law Order·Fixed Character Technique" on him!

The man's body stiffened, as if all his strength evaporated, lying immobile on the floor.

Only now did Chen Yan bend down to closely examine the man's appearance.

Clearly, it was an unfamiliar face. Chen Yan was certain he had never met him—and he was a foreigner.

As Chen Yan leaned closer to study him, the man's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, mouth forcefully spreading...

His gaze clearly showed a hint of Evil Qi and a sense of triumph.

But in the next moment, Chen Yan, smiling gently, gazed at this man as his expression turned frantic.

The man opened his mouth, presumably in an attempt to counterattack.