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Perhaps, in the face of love, only Lu Leng is the one who is fearless and sincere.

After all, they are still selfish, and they want to have the person they like in love and get all the love of the person they like.

Li Mubai thought so, and his mood gradually settled down.

At this moment, he wanted to leave at dusk, he wanted to think about it very much, and he thought about it like crazy.

He wanted to embrace Twilight as if it were air, and inhale the breath that fascinated him as much as he could, like being poisoned by a poppy, and the two of them would never be separated again.

Mo Yifan stared at Wu Yingxuan in a trance, and the curiosity in his heart became more and more serious. There are some things that he should ask about the domineering old brother at home.

Everyone stayed outside the sterile room for almost an hour, and it was getting dark outside.

None of them spoke, and there seemed to be no one around, only a few heavy breathing sounds could be heard occasionally, which was a painful sucking that Zhou Muwen couldn't suppress.

Now, his body can no longer support the long-term mental exertion, and he needs to lie down to rest every few hours, and today he persevered for a day.

When Ms. Wu found out about Zhou Muwen's situation, for the sake of Zhou Muwen's previous subtle care of Wu Yingxuan, she felt a little compassionate: "Professor Zhou, you go back to rest first, and I will inform you after Yingxuan wakes up." ”

Zhou Muwen's handkerchiefs wiped the sweat off his head, and thanked him again and again: "Yes, then I'll go back first." ”

Before leaving, he quietly glanced at Li Mubai, with mixed feelings in his heart.

Now, he and Li Mubai have completely torn their faces, although Li Mubai's attitude towards him is still respectful, but he has no sincerity, only perfunctory on the surface.

In the afterglow, Li Mubai caught a glimpse of Zhou Muwen's complicated expression and ignored it.

He and Zhou Muwen have come to this point, and the friendship between teachers and students has broken, which is still related to the values of life in the final analysis.

In short, the poor man must have something to hate, and if he needs financial support, he can help with all his might, and there is no hope for anything else that is sincere.

Mo Yifan was not interesting to stay on the side, so he wanted to take Li Mubai with him.

He still wanted to drink with Li Mubai and ask about the cause and effect of the whole thing.

However, Mr. Wu left Li Mubai.

He called Li Mubai into the corridor, and the two of them stood facing each other, each exuding a powerful aura.

Suddenly, Mr. Wu's figure moved, and he suddenly took a step forward, and the hands behind his back spread his ten fingers, turning into sharp finger knives, and hit Li Mubai directly.

Li Mubai was slightly stunned, sideways to dodge Mr. Wu's attack, raised his hand to block Mr. Wu's finger knife, his eyes slowly glanced in mid-air, and a trace of coolness floated on his cold face.

Mr. Wu met Li Mubai's gaze, didn't care, didn't speak, but the attack in his hand did not stop, and the move went straight to Li Mubai's vital point, showing no mercy at all.

Li Mubai saw the moves, and resolved the dangers one by one, but he only defended and did not attack, deliberately retaining his own strength, and did not let Mr. Wu find out his bottom.

Mr. Wu has been alive for many years and has read countless people, how can he not see that Li Mubai intends to protect his strength?

Immediately, he launched an even more violent round of attacks, each move seemed to knock Li Mubai to the ground, and subdued Li Mubai with flawless moves.

It's been a long time since he's done it, and those long years should have been thousands of years.

Li Mubai sensed Mr. Wu's thoughts, and still did not choose to attack, but just responded more carefully.

He can't let Mr. Wu get to the bottom of him, unless, Mr. Wu does his best like him, and the two sides fight to the death.

It's a pity that that's impossible, Mr. Wu won't fight to the death with a chess piece like him before the overall situation is achieved.

I saw that in the narrow, unattended remote corridor, the figures of two men jumped and rolled, using the limited terrain to exert their infinite fighting instincts.

They exude a powerful aura, coming and going with each other, beckoning each other, and refusing to give in to each other.

With a bang, Mr. Wu saw the opportunity and smashed his fist on Li Mubai's chest.

Li Mubai took two steps back, his back against the wall of the corridor, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mr. Wu's fist followed, swinging straight at Li Mubai's head, as long as this punch hit, Li Mubai would definitely die.

Li Mubai didn't want to continue fighting, gave up struggling, and closed his eyes.

He was gambling, betting that Mr. Wu would not really kill him for Ms. Wu and Wu Yingxuan.

Call!

A strong fist wind blew past his ears, bringing bits of hair to fly, jump, and fall in the air, stopping between his ears and temples.

Mr. Wu's fist stopped at half a finger away from Li Mubai, stood still, and slowly retracted.

He clenched his fists so loudly that he clucked, with his back behind him, under the mask, his eyes were deep and bottomless, and his coercion gradually rose: "You, you have guts." ”

Li Mubai opened his eyes and greeted Mr. Wu with a coercive scrutiny, indifferently, "Thank you Mr. Wu for your compliment." ”

"Okay, from tomorrow onwards, you can come and help." Mr. Wu left with his hands behind his back, leaving behind a word that was not slow or urgent.

"Yes." Li Mubai stood behind Mr. Wu, slightly bowing his upper body, with a respectful and docile attitude.

After all this time of planning, he was finally able to enter the Rebirth Organization and get access to the secrets of cloning.

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The day after Wu Yingxuan's surgery, Li Mubai began to go to work in Mr. Wu's secret processing factory.

This is a small furniture and equipment factory that looks very ordinary on the surface.

In fact, there are many hidden tunnels under the factory, which lead to the nearby commercial buildings, and there are dozens of exits.

Once ordinary people enter the secret passage, they need to blindfold them with a black cloth, and then be guided by a special person to avoid the mechanisms in the secret passage.

The whole journey takes about half an hour to reach the commercial buildings.

Each building has a clear division of labor, and is used for research, manufacturing, and storage of experimental blood clan artifacts, with detailed subjects and a wide variety of subjects.

Just the most common experimental dissection needs to go through three to five processes, and the process of extracting the original drug is very cumbersome.

On Li Mubai's first day of work, his task was to dissect the experimental subject.

When the staff pushed the experimental subject onto the operating table, Li Mubai was stunned, and for the first time there were turbulent ripples in his tea-black eyes.

On the operating table, Lu Leng lay there calmly, covered by a white cloth from waist down, revealing only an empty blood hole in his chest.

His body, after an overnight immersion in drugs, has managed to meet the standard line of the study.

His eyes were closed, his lips were closed, his young face was pale as paper, and his expression was calm and serene, as if he was not dead, but sleeping.

He gave himself full authority to the woman he loved, and in a desperate gamble, he broke the axe and sunk the boat, waiting for the woman to wake up and kiss him with the truest kiss.