Santos untied the rope on Dai Li's hands, and Dai Li waggled his wrists to ease the numbness of his hands.
Meanwhile, Dai Li used a copy card. He copied Kevin Taylor's information on the athlete's illustrated handbook and used the card on himself.
He then instantly acquired seventy percent of Kevin Taylor's strength.
My legs still are tied up. I can't move now. Only when Santos enters my attack range can I attack him. If I miss, he will retreat out of my attack range. That is to say, I only have one chance and I must beat him down.
Realizing this, Dai Li cooled down. He knew that the following dozens of seconds were vital to his life, so he couldn't be hasty. He had to concentrate.
"Write down what you know!" Santos walked close to Dai Li with a piece of paper and a pen in his hands.
Dai Li leaned forward and reached out his hands as if he wanted to take the pen and paper, but as Santos came near to him, Dai Li suddenly clenched his fists.
