The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

When the first sound of the laboratory explosion was heard, it did not attract anyone's attention for the time being. After all, it was normal for accidents to happen in laboratories, although there were not many that could cause such a big scene.

But after all, there is an invisible guy around, so it doesn't seem too surprising if any accident happens.

It was not until the second explosion that the experimenters realized something and hurried out to investigate.

However, the next second they opened the door, a gun was pointed at their heads.

The black-haired man in a black bulletproof vest had a stern look in his eyes. His hair was not long and his hairstyle was messy, but it did not affect his murderous aura at all. His calloused knuckles clenched the gun in his hand, and the black muzzle was pointing at the experimenter's forehead, as if he would shoot a bullet to take the person's life in the next second.

Those light peach eyes were the only bright color on this person.

The experimenters had never seen such a scene before, and they were so scared that their hind legs became weak when the gun was pointed at them. Gin often came here and had pointed a gun at them to intimidate them.

But the man standing in the laboratory corridor, holding a gun and kicking the experimenter out, had a terrifying aura that even overshadowed the top killer in the organization.

When seeing that person, everyone knew that he was not here with good intentions this time.

The experimenter in a key position swallowed his saliva, suppressed his body's instinct of fear, and raised his voice to question as if to give himself courage.

"Who are you?! Do you know where this place is..."

Before he could finish his next words, the muscular man who had pointed a gun at him didn't want to hear any more nonsense. He reached out from behind and grabbed the chin of the weak experimenter who was about to say something.

Break it off cleanly and neatly.

"Click."

The experimenter's jaw was removed.

"You can't do this!" Seeing his immediate boss's jaw being removed, a young experimenter stepped forward.

He yelled at the man who was obviously the leader, his face flushed with fear and anger.

However, the next second, his leg was broken by a man standing beside him.

The crisp sound of breaking leg bones resounded throughout the space, mixed with the sound of explosions not far away. The timid experimenter was frightened and his body began to shake violently uncontrollably.

The remaining experimenters were already afraid of these people who appeared here inexplicably, and now seeing them taking action, they no longer dared to make any small moves.

"Boss, here are all the people." A man who was younger and thinner than the others came with the last person, but his weapon was not aimed at the young man in a white coat. The muzzle of the gun was facing downwards in his hand.

The man with peach-colored eyes glanced over there, his gaze lingering on the sapphire-haired boy for a moment, and finally settled on the blind stick in the other's hand.

He straightened up and kicked away the instrument that was in the way. His expression was still serious, but his eyes were slightly narrowed.

"We need to ask Dr. Miyano to come over. Time is urgent and I will only give you ten seconds." After saying that, the man paused for a moment, remembering the threatening quotes his subordinates provided him.

But that kind of thing was never useful at critical moments, and now he couldn't even remember what was written on the first line of the paper.

Fortunately, the man's presence there was the biggest deterrent. When his peach-colored eyes glanced over there, the crowd shrank in fear.

So he ignored the expectant looks of his men, skipped the planned harsh words, and directly asked people to start the countdown.

"10."

"9."

There are quite a few people with the surname Miyano in the laboratory, but only that one can be called out by name.

But Miyano Shiho was not in the room.

These people who appeared out of nowhere gathered everyone into a large laboratory and made space to surround them.

Someone tried to find Miyano Shiho in vain, but ended up facing the muzzle of a gun.

As the countdown kept decreasing, many experimenters began to look towards Fuji calmly. After all, he and Miyano Shiho were often together, and he was the only one who knew the whereabouts of the girl.

But the young man in the white coat remained expressionless, as if the current situation had nothing to do with him. However, he was indeed the most lax person in the entire laboratory.

After all, no one would be wary of a blind man.

Of course the man noticed the gazes of these experimenters. He once again set his eyes on the boy, but this time he looked directly into those smoky blue eyes.

Of course, those eyes were lifeless and empty, without any spirit in them, which abruptly destroyed the little vitality in the green.

"4."

"take away."

The man withdrew his gaze and spoke in a calm tone. He pointed at the boy who seemed like a bystander, and turned to leave without much hesitation.

"Boss, how can we take this away?"

The thin man looked at the boy with some embarrassment. The thing he could not handle most in his life was the disabled people who looked harmless. The only problem was that he was cheated by a one-armed little girl before.

I was cheated out of everything.

Moreover, this man was wearing a white coat. Although he looked gentle and quiet, he felt that he would take out a syringe and give him a shot in the next second.

The man looked at him as if he was a mentally retarded person. He listened to the explosions getting closer and closer, walked a few steps to the boy, bent down and carried the boy on his shoulders.

"retreat."

Bu Er was stunned for a moment but did not resist. His cheek would occasionally touch the man's back due to the shaking. The other's strong muscles might feel good, but in this position it would only hurt.

Who is Lesk looking for?

Is it really reliable?

For the first time, Fuji realized that he should worry about his own safety. He thought for a moment, raised his hand and drew a triangle on the man's back.

This was the code they had agreed upon.

The show just now was performed for the experimenters. He had no intention of killing those people. After all, if they died, another group would join in, just like weeds, growing endlessly.

It was enough to destroy the laboratory and cause the organization a lot of trouble. He didn't like unexpected massacres.

But his hand was held by the man who was carrying him. If Fuji insisted on breaking free, there was a way. The boy raised an eyebrow and was about to protest against this posture.

"This place is about to collapse, it's inconvenient for you to come down." After making sure that the boy would not move around anymore, the man hesitated for a moment and said something that even he himself found puzzling.

"Be good, young master."

Upon hearing this, the few men who followed closely looked at the two people in front of them with disbelief. Their glaring gazes were barely concealed, and it stung Bu Er so much that he even wanted to throw the men out.

But the explosions were indeed becoming more and more frequent. If he threw the person out, it would only cause unnecessary trouble and affect the subsequent plans.

So, considering the overall situation, Bu Er held back and did not take action.