Alex Cong grabbed his hand and said, "What are you doing!"
Tony Cheng turned a deaf ear to the warning and forcibly cut a four or five centimeter-long cut on the sutured wound at the crook of his left arm. Then he squeezed the wound with his fingers, and a silvery-white object slowly emerged from the bloody flesh.
Alex Cong's eyes widened and her heart was pounding.
Tony Cheng pinched the thing with his fingertips and slowly pulled it out. It was an oval metal piece about four centimeters long and three centimeters wide, and about three or four millimeters thick. The shape of the metal piece was irregular, but the edges were rounded.
He threw the metal sheet to the ground. The metal looked very soft, but Tony Cheng only gently squeezed it and left faint bloody fingerprints on it.
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