The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 695 - Chapter 695 Chapter 694 Even Lab Rats Have Their Springtime

Chapter 695: Chapter 694: Even Lab Rats Have Their Springtime Chapter 695: Chapter 694: Even Lab Rats Have Their Springtime Mo Fan stared with wide eyes at the patch of iron sand on the ground.

“Holy shit!” He dropped his water bottle and sprang to his feet.

However, after finishing off a sandbag, Wan Zhiqi showed no signs of stopping.

He found another intact sandbag and continued to punch.

After about a dozen punches, the sandbag burst open once again.

!!!

Mo Fan felt a huge hit to his body and soul.

He had been training here all day and never once had he burst a sandbag.

He was a professional assassin, damn it!

To be looked down on by Mr.

Mo Fan and have Lu Mian steal his spotlight was one thing, but now even the Captain of the Criminal Investigation Department was crushing him.

Mo Fan held his chest, feeling miserable, and found a small pebble to start drawing circles in the ground.

After demolishing four sandbags in a row, Wan Zhiqi relaxed his fists and joined Mo Fan.

“Mr.

Mo Fan, how were those moves just now?”

Mo Fan took his time to find the black mask in his backpack and slowly hung it over his face.

“Pretty good.”

Wan Zhiqi laughed heartily.

Mo Fan said calmly, “You have injuries, be careful.”

“Man, don’t even mention it!” Wan Zhiqi got excited talking about it, thumping his chest several times with a force that even Mo Fan felt was painful: “Let me tell you, something really magical happened to me.”

“What?”

“My wound, it healed completely out of nowhere!

Look!” Wan Zhiqi yanked open his clothes and eagerly showed Mo Fan, “Isn’t this area smooth?

Aren’t these muscles huge?”

Mo Fan: …

Before Mo Fan could express his thoughts, Lu Mian, resting on one arm, strolled leisurely into the training ground.

The moment the girl walked in, she noticed Wan Zhiqi and Mo Fan huddled together, engaged in an interesting conversation.

Lu Mian stopped ten meters away and spoke calmly, “Sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt.”

After speaking, she turned and walked away without a hint of emotion.

Wan Zhiqi, mouth agape, took a few seconds to react, then hurriedly put on his clothes, “Miss Lu, it’s not what you think!”

“It’s okay.” Lu Mian smiled slightly, showing understanding.

“No, I was just showing Mo Fan.

We didn’t do anything!”

Lu Mian: …

Wan Zhiqi spat and quickly ripped open his clothes again for Lu Mian to see, “Look here, I used to have a surgical wound, stitched up with six stitches!

Now there’s not a trace left, isn’t it incredible?”

This caught Lu Mian’s attention.

Lu Mian took a longer look and silently calculated the time.

Normally, even if Wan Zhiqi’s physique was excellent, it was impossible for the wound to have fully healed within ten days, especially without a single scar.

Mo Fan came over and added, “He also smashed four sandbags just now.”

“Right, my martial arts skills are okay, but I never reached this level before.

I suspect…” Wan Zhiqi asserted, “The experimental drug that Mr.

Mo Fan gave me is the long-lost Power Pill from the martial arts world!”

Lu Mian: …

Mo Fan: …

Lu Mian soothed Wan Zhiqi, advising him to calm down, and considering his complaints of headaches and weakness over the past few days, she silently rubbed the spot on her arm where the RE Factor was.

She smiled slightly, “It’s not any Power Pill, just a rather precious experimental medicine.

It not only helped you recover from your wound but also improved your physique, boosting your speed and strength.”

Wan Zhiqi was totally delighted, “As everyone knows, I’m a lab rat.

Even a lab rat has its spring!

Mr.

Mo Fan is really something, he’s been so good to me!”

Mo Fan: …

Muttering curses under his breath, he left the group chat.

Lu Mian thought to herself that the RE Factor really was powerful; just that tiny pill had brought about such a huge change in Wa Zhiqi.

She was looking forward to the day when the RE Factor would be completely researched and successful.

By then, even her little uncle’s eyes might be saved.

She smiled at Wa Zhiqi, “Team Wa, how did your blood test results come out?”

“Doctor Wang said the data is very abnormal, they can’t determine what’s going on.

But other than feeling unwell at the beginning, I’ve been feeling strangely lighter these past few days, and I’ve got energy to spare.”

“Then you should also pay attention to getting proper exercise, but not too strenuously, at the same time, you need to keep up with your nutritional intake.”

Wa Zhiqi nodded repeatedly, “I’ve said it before, everything in Mr.

Mo Fan’s hands is a treasure.”

Lu Mian: …Weren’t you the one crying and begging for an antidote before?

She saw through it but didn’t say anything and casually started practicing on a punching bag.

Wa Zhiqi looked around, “Where’s Mr.

Mo Fan?

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He was just here.”

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Mo Fan sought out Xiao Qimo as soon as possible.

Xiao Qimo was busy contemplating an excuse to freeload a bed for the night.

When interrupted, he looked quite impatient, “What is it?”

After taking a deep breath, Mo Fan said, “Boss, I don’t want to be a killer anymore.”

Xiao Qimo paused, and while looking at Mo Fan, slowly pushed up his glasses.

“What do you want to do?”

Mo Fan said earnestly, “I want to be your lab rat.”

“…”

Xiao Qimo’s glasses-pushing gesture nearly poked himself in the eye.

“Crazy!”

The elegant man cursed wordlessly and chased Mo Fan out of the room.

Mo Fan glanced back at the tightly closed door of the room.

Do you have to be sick to become a lab rat?

Would getting hurt like Team Wa be enough to receive experimental medicine?

He then went back to the training ground, not seeking out Wa Zhiqi for fear of being turned into a punching bag by Wa’s suddenly explosive strength.

He walked straight up to Lu Mian and said sincerely, “Miss Lu, please beat me up.”

Lu Mian’s punch went awry.

Wa Zhiqi approached, “Mo Fan, what’s wrong with you?”

Mo Fan, desperately seeking injury, ignored Wa Zhiqi, “Miss Lu, go ahead and use all your moves on me, beat me until I’m bruised!”

Lu Mian’s lips parted slightly; she really wanted to feel Mo Fan’s forehead to see if he had a fever.

Is there really someone who actively asks to be beaten up?

“Mo Fan, let me do it.

I feel strong and have no outlet for it!” Wa Zhiqi said eagerly, ready to try.

“No, you haven’t got a handle on your strength yet, you’ll beat me to death.”

The man with the impassive face said this with such an even tone, it was quite amusing.

Wa Zhiqi looked dejected, “Are you sure you don’t need me?”

Mo Fan nodded resolutely and looked at Lu Mian even more earnestly, “Miss Lu, please!”

As Lu Mian was winding the wraps around her hands, she glanced at Mo Fan, her lips curling slightly in a devil-may-care smile, “Are you sure?” she asked teasingly.

“Sure!”

Mo Fan then firmly planted himself in a horse stance and pounded his chest, “Come on, hit me with all your might!”

Lu Mian: …

She clenched her fist silently, letting out a breath, feeling frustrated with no outlet to release it; if someone was offering themselves up, how could she refuse?

At that moment, from a distance, Wang Xintong caught sight of this scene and was struck with alarm.

What now, Lu Mian was starting on people close to Mr.

Qimo again?