The Buddhist way of life of Ke Xue Le Zi

Jameson Brian was in a good mood. After getting rid of those idiots who didn't know they were about to die, he followed his planned escape route. The interior of the villa was full of twists and turns, and it was easy to lose the way if one was not careful, but he had lived here for decades, so he was naturally familiar with the routes here.

Thinking of this, Jameson Bryan felt a little regretful. It was hard not to feel sad that such an iron wall that cost so much money to build was blown up. But when he thought of the reward he would get, Jameson Bryan felt that it was all worth it.

"Oh, old friend, when I stand on the top, I will rebuild you." He stretched out his hand and brushed the walls along the way, with an expression of uncontrollable joy on his face, but he soon noticed his wrinkled face. This face full of wrinkles was obviously not suitable for tonight, so he tore off the human skin mask on his face that he had paid a lot of money to make.

Then throw it on the ground like a worn-out shoe.

This human skin mask was originally used to divert targets. People in high positions will always be disliked, and there will always be people who want to take his life, and at this time someone is needed to block these dangers for him.

Jameson Bryan had escaped several assassination attempts with this trick, and before taking the organization's fantastic drug, he would never have dreamed that he would use it.

But it doesn’t matter, he won’t need this kind of thing anymore.

Jameson Brian touched his young and smooth face, the smile on the corners of his mouth gradually widened, and he could no longer suppress the joyful laughter in his throat. The man laughed and took out a black controller from his suit jacket.

"Goodbye, idiots—"

He laughed and wanted to press the controller, but the next second, a sharp pain came to his wrist, making him scream and let go of his hand. He watched the bomb controller fall and then be caught steadily by a hand in mid-air.

Jameson Brian covered his hand, with an almost ferocious expression, he pushed his body towards the man who suddenly appeared. He didn't know the guy in front of him. He was probably sent by some idiot to assassinate him. These idiots always like to do useless things.

"Crack!"

Jameson Bryan pulled his dislocated hand back into place, then quickly distanced himself from the attacker. He looked at the man who attacked him with cold eyes, made a standard fighting move, and then attacked.

……

After Miyano Akemi found out that Fuji was still in the laboratory, she went to make a pot of black tea for him. After she knocked on the door and got a response from the boy, she carried the teapot and tea set into the laboratory.

Although this place is called a laboratory, it is actually just a study room used for experiments and recovery of experimental data. The things inside were re-planned by Lesk and changed into the furnishings of the former organization laboratory.

This way the young master wouldn't have to readapt to the layout since he would be staying in this room often.

After repeated dissuasion failed, Lesk said this.

And as he said, Miyano Akemi did often see the young man leaning on the soft chair in this study. Of course, this was not Miyano Akemi peeping, because Fuji would not close the door when she was alone, and she could see the person inside when she passed by this study.

However, this was also strongly requested by Mr. Lesk. He was afraid that something might happen if Fuji locked himself in. If something happened, he could only pay with his head to atone for his sin.

Thinking back on this, Miyano Akemi couldn't help but smile with her eyes narrowed.

"Huh? What's wrong?" The boy noticed the change in Miyano Akemi's breathing. He held the teacup and looked up in confusion. His empty eyes looked accurately in the direction of Miyano Akemi, as if asking her what she was laughing at.

"Nothing, I just thought of some interesting things. By the way, do you want to take a break? You've been here for a long time. Mr. Lesk will nag you again if you know it." Miyano Akemi said, and couldn't help laughing again.

Fuji sighed helplessly, and did not deny what Miyano Akemi said, "It will be over soon."

"Do you need my help? I type very fast." Seeing that the computer in front of the boy was turned on, Miyano Akemi thought he was writing experimental data, so she volunteered.

But when she saw the few lines of words on the computer screen, she suddenly paused, "This is..."

"Oh, sorry, I shouldn't look at this." Miyano Akemi lowered her head quickly, but the line of words seemed to be branded in front of her eyes and could not be erased, forcing her to pay attention to it.

"No, this is not something important." The boy said in a natural tone. His natural tone comforted Miyano Akemi. She breathed a sigh of relief and quietly looked up at the lines of words again.

"Besides Shiho and..., are there other people who succeeded?" Miyano Akemi couldn't help but worry, "Then will the organization know about Shiho..."

"No." Fuji said, his tone was firm and had an inexplicable sense of conviction, which made Miyano Akemi feel slightly relieved.

"Besides, he is not a successful experimental subject."

"Huh?" Miyano Akemi was stunned for a moment. She looked at the computer screen and hesitated, "But the report says that he has indeed achieved 'rejuvenation'."

"He did achieve 'rejuvenation', but that was just an illusion. In reality, he forcibly stimulated cell activity to make his body return to youth. It's probably similar to a last gasp of life." Fuji explained slowly.

"A last gasp?" Miyano Akemi asked, "Will he die soon..."

"Yes, considering the time, it's about time." The young man lowered his head and took a sip of tea. The warm steam hit his skin, dyeing it with a layer of crimson heat.

At the same time, Jameson Brian, who was fighting with Zhu Fu Jingguang, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. He staggered back two steps and looked down at his suit stained with blood on his chest in disbelief.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was also shocked when he saw this, and soon he watched the man in front of him grab the clothes on his chest, struggling and twisting, and fell to the ground.

But in just a few seconds, Jameson Bryan fell to the ground with a hideous face, his body twitching and shaking constantly, his eyes were red, as if he suddenly realized something, and he screamed and insulted Rum.

Among the countless insults, only the word "liar" was acceptable. Although Zhu Fujingguang didn't know what exactly happened, he knew that it was Rum who deceived him by looking at Jameson Bryan's expression.

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned. Before he could ask more questions, the person in front of him stopped struggling stiffly and stopped breathing.

At least I got the controller.

The cat-eyed man squatted down and closed Jameson Bryan's wide-open eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and reached out to pick up the controller that had fallen to the ground during the fight.

But before he could touch the controller, the luxurious villa behind him suddenly made a loud explosion!