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The naked subject stood up.

Ma Ming thought of an old movie "The Terminator" that he once liked very much. His heart was filled with ups and downs, but he stared at the experimental subject calmly.

Dr. Elonker pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, stared at the experimental subject with wide eyes, and moved forward step by step.

"careful!"

Chen Muze grabbed Dr. Elonke, who seemed obsessed with experimental subjects.

A short circuit in the circuit causes a trip.

Fortunately, the laboratory has backup power.

The subject stood still, and an expert couldn't help but approach the subject.

At the same time, a dozen heavily armed guards rushed into the laboratory.

"Don't come near him!"

Ma Ming shouted to stop the guards who rushed in.

The subject suddenly punched the expert, blowing his head open, then threw his head back and roared, his eyes quickly became bloodshot, and his face was hideous and terrifying.

Chen Muze moved.

"Young master, don't beat me to death!"

Ma Ming shouted hurriedly.

The subject sensed someone approaching and punched again.

Chen Muche took out the subject's fist and felt how powerful the subject's punch was.

The subject's right fist was caught by Chen Muze and unable to move, he threw out his left fist and roared into Chen Muze's heart.

This time Chen Muze did not dodge, dodge or block, and used his body to withstand the punch.

Pong!

The test subject's fist hit Chen Muze firmly in the heart.

Chen Muche remained motionless.

Weaker than the guy who claims to be the Saint of the Illuminati Temple.

After measuring the test subject's strength and speed, Chen Muze released the test subject's right fist and poked seven acupuncture points on his upper body.

The originally ferocious experimental subject collapsed on the ground.

Dr. Elonker and a dozen other men and women in white coats came running over.

"How about it?"

Ma Ming asked Chen Muze.

"Although the strength and speed are not as good as that of the Saint, he can still be called an extraordinary strong man." Chen Muze looked at the experimental subject and frowned: "But this guy seems to have a brain problem and is irrational, like a bloodthirsty beast."

"Can be improved."

Dr. Elonke hurriedly interjected, fearing that Ma Ming and Chen Muze would deny his research results.

Chen Muze and Ma Ming said no more.

In a messy laboratory.

People are busy.

Chen Muze and Ma Ming knew that staying here would cause trouble, so they left quietly.

Ma Ming took Chen Muze to visit several other areas of the base, and finally came to where Ma Ming lived and worked.

In such a large space, one wall is an LED screen, showing the beach, blue sky and sea.

"Not bad, like a vacation at the beach."

Chen Muze sat on the sofa with a smile.

Ma Ming brewed a pot of tea and placed it in front of Chen Muze.

"This place is located deep underground. There is no sunlight or blue sky. We can only use LED screens to deceive ourselves." Ma Ming smiled slightly, poured tea for Chen Muze, and said: "Young master, drink tea."

"Uncle Ma, don't call me young master or young master." Chen Muze really didn't like these two titles.

"Is it called Young Master Aotian?"

Ma Ming made an unprecedented joke.

Chen Muze picked up the tea cup and just took a sip of tea. When he heard the words "Young Master Aotian", he almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

"Uncle, don't bury me like this."

Chen Muche couldn't laugh or cry.

When he was a child, he wanted to change his name to Chen Aotian. When he grew up, he felt embarrassed every time he thought about it.

Fortunately, his family did not follow him.

"In a blink of an eye, little..."

Ma Ming didn't know what to call Chen Muze for a while.

Chen Muze said in surprise: "Uncle Ma, I think the prince is more agreeable."

"Prince..."

Ma Mingli was happy and thought: This young master, no, this prince is a wonderful man.

The landline phone rang.

Ma Ming got up and went to answer the phone.

Chen Muze drank tea slowly.

After talking for more than ten minutes, Ma Ming hung up the phone and quickly came to Chen Muze and said, "Prince, there is a special situation."

"Oh?"

Chen Muze was curious.

Ma Mingdao: "The new generation of the major families related to the GJ Association, after attending the Queen of England's birthday party, took a train from Fog City to Bacheng to attend the inauguration of the President of Country F. They want to ask Blackstone to be responsible for security work."

"The GJ Society has turned to the Illuminati. Why don't the major families ask the strong men of the Illuminati to protect the younger generation?"

Chen Muze was confused.

"Back then, Mr. Chen asked Steven to control the GJ Society on his behalf, so GJ would have a lot of room for autonomy. Now the GJ Society does not want to be completely controlled by the Illuminati. On the surface, it is leaning towards the Illuminati, but in reality it is a compromise."

Ma Ming sat down, took a sip of tea, and continued: "The Illuminati wants to take this opportunity to attack the younger generations of major families."

"Catch all the younger generations of major families and use them as hostages to force GJ to obey?"

"Correct!"

"So the major families want to use our power to deal with the Illuminati?"

"Correct!"

"Do the major families in the GJ Club believe in our abilities so much?"

"I guess they already know that the prince's identity has been exposed, so they concluded that the prince is no longer afraid of the Illuminati."

Ma Ming's words made Chen Muze fall into deep thought.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Muze said slowly: "This is an opportunity."

"To protect the younger generation of major families, the GJ will most likely be neutral. Moreover, once the Illuminati attacks the younger generation of major families, they may be able to follow the clues."

Ma Ming said what he was thinking.

"But all this could also be a conspiracy to lure me into a trap." Chen Muze's words were profound.

Ma Ming was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily. The young master was always laughing and joking, seemingly without any fuss or scheming.

However, the dragon begets the dragon, the phoenix begets the phoenix, and the mouse's son can dig holes.

How can the Chen family be mediocre?

"That……"

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs."

Chen Muze interrupted Ma Ming to make a decision.

………………

Fog.

St. Pancras Railway Station, located between the National Library and King's Cross Station, is the most gorgeous of the more than ten railway stations in the metropolitan area and is also the terminal station of the Continental Star Express.

A steel-framed glass dome envelops the dedicated platform for the Eurostar Express.

Today there was no bustling crowd on the platform, instead there were heavily armed special police officers walking back and forth.

It was obvious that the platform was cordoned off and security personnel with police dogs were checking the train to make sure there were no dangerous items.

The interior of the modified train was extremely luxurious. The security personnel who boarded the train for security inspection were secretly stunned. They were surprised by who was riding the train. It was even grander than the Queen's trip.

Half an hour later, the answer was revealed.

A group of young men and women, surrounded by a large number of black-clad bodyguards, walked onto the platform.

Most of the women are graceful and elegant, while the men are polite, but they can't hide the pride in their bones.

They were from a distinguished family.

The family behind any one person has a history of more than a hundred years of glory.