Jin Xiucan's body fell into a pool of blood, and the smell of rusty blood filled the air.
The meteorological researchers present were shivering, holding their heads and squatting in defense, not daring to breathe loudly.
Li Zhilun looked at Cui Sanghuan with burning eyes: "This is the only thing that matters to me! You must go all out to do it!"
"After everything is done, no matter what you want to do! I will do my best, even if I lose my family fortune, I will help you achieve your wish!"
Cui Shanghuan blinked, lowered his eyebrows and said, "President, what does what you want me to do have to do with Yan Anqing?"
silence.
After a while, Li Zhilun said quietly: "Longevity."
Just two words.
But people are willing to risk everything!
The Chinese poet Wang Guowei once wrote such a sentence, which is the most unforgettable in the world.
One sentence reveals the power of time and the cruelty of time.
Li Zhilun once firmly believed that those who like to admire the moon and flowers, recite poems and write poems correctly are useless, and those who are sad for spring and autumn are not worthy of embracing success.
A real man should live with passion and die with joy.
At the end of his life, his faith was shattered and he became the kind of person he hated most back then.
The information he has about these two people combined is one meter thick!
Li Zhilun has made various attempts.
There is no effect at all.
Li Zhilun controls a huge financial empire, and with the flick of a finger, countless beauties will climb into his bed. As long as he wants, he can taste delicacies from anywhere in the world.
But……
He is old.
The delicacies cooked with care, when they fall into your mouth, are as bland as water and taste like chewing gum.
The doctor said that his taste receptors have deteriorated and his taste buds are not as sensitive as those of young people. It is normal for food to taste tasteless.
No matter how beautiful and charming the woman is, even if she has received special charm training and wears sexy and attractive sex props, she cannot make him have the slightest impulse.
The doctor said that his prostate fluid had stopped secreting, which meant that his body had actively shut down the ability to mate.
The longer some people live, the more indifferent they are to life and death.
But Li Zhilun is not!
Those stupid doctors who told the truth were all thrown into the sea by his people.
After countless analyses, members of the think tank came up with dozens of possible reasons for Phoenix and Zhang Qianqiu's rejuvenation.
One attempt, failed.
Tried twice, failed!
three times……
Still failed!
Four times!
Five times!
Li Zhilun, who had been disappointed too many times, could no longer wait any longer.
Now, he clearly feels the decay and decay of his body.
The withering cells are no longer willing to provide him with too much energy.
Because he pays attention to maintenance, Li Zhilun is countless times stronger than his peers.
He doesn't need a wheelchair or a stick, he can move freely.
He can even leisurely complete a two-kilometer run on the private sports field next to the villa, and then paddle twice in the swimming pool.
But you know your own body.
Li Zhilun clearly realized that this old body was riddled with holes, strong on the outside but dry on the inside, and might stop functioning at any time.
The shadow of death hung over his heart.
Every day when he wakes up and opens his eyes, Li Zhilun feels only endless sorrow and fear.
However, he still has hope!
one person!
A Chinese scientist!
Yan Anqing!
The man who suppresses the national destiny rather than enjoys it...
The protagonists who were rejuvenated twice were both related to this person. They both regained their lives after mentioning Yan Anqing's name.
Recite his name and be given new life!
Whether it's luck or national luck, it doesn't matter what the reason is.
Li Zhilun only cares about the results.
He did things that made others laugh.
On his personal Twitter homepage, he posted a short article about "Yan Anqing, the No. 1 Scientist in the Universe" regardless of his face. Some netizens thought he was making a fool of himself and raised a hand against him. Others also turned on the trolling mode.
During business meetings, he greatly praised Yan Anqing, a Chinese who had never been masked before.
Li Zhilun even used all his connections at the Swedish Academy of Sciences, the Karolinska Institute and the Nobel Foundation Board to try to help Yan Anqing get nominated for the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine.
Although those who secretly laughed at him were chopped into pieces and fed to pigs by the killers he hired.
But all these attempts have no effect...
He is still so old, so weak, and may die at any time!
Li Zhilun can't wait any longer!
He doesn't want to die!
He wants to live!
No matter what, you have to live.
Even if he loses all his property and becomes like an injured stray dog, he will still survive!
Even if there was only one in a billion chance of rejuvenating, he would try as much as possible!
Now he cherishes every breath and every grain of food.
Once a person dies, nothing is left.
All meaning of existence will be completely emptied.
Perhaps thinkers like Marx and Engels can be remembered for centuries and have everlasting fame.
But what about Li Zhilun?
His struggles, his experiences, and all his glorious deeds will all be forgotten.
No one would pay attention to a capitalist who has spent his life amassing money but has made little contribution to social progress.
Li Zhilun knows better than anyone.
His money will be squandered by his unsatisfactory children.
His graveyard may be sold at a low price due to the poverty of his descendants.
"Leave no stone unturned."
Li Zhilun took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, panting heavily, his eyes were blood red, and repeated word for word: "I want you, I will try my best..."
Cui Shanghuan was shocked by the desperate madness in the other party.
This man is already crazy, he just looks like a sane and normal person on the outside.
In terms of individual strength, Cui Sanghuan thought that he could easily kill Li Zhilun and the four bodyguards and escape intact.
But he couldn't produce any hostility or murderous intention.
Cui Shanghuan swallowed his saliva and nodded seriously.
He didn't dare to interrupt, the false flattery on his face faded, and his expression was solemn and serious.
"Create an opportunity."
Li Zhilun's voice was like an evil ghost coming from the Nine Netherworld, as if all his life force had been poured into it, and it was pregnant with a terrifying magic power: "An opportunity for me and Yan Anqing to talk face to face!"
Whether Cui Shanghuan can do this, what kind of attitude will Li Zhilun have after meeting Yan Anqing, and whether he can finally rejuvenate his youth...
These issues are beyond his scope of consideration.
He has made a desperate move.
Just like when he was young, as an illegitimate son of the Li family, he played "Russian Roulette" with others in order to gain power.
That is the extreme gambling known as "Game of the Brave"!
A life-and-death contest that only lunatics dare to participate in.
A revolver with a capacity of six rounds was loaded with a bullet. Two people participating in the game shot each other in their temples.
The game is not over until one party is too timid to admit defeat, or one party dies completely!
What did Li Zhilun do at that time?
He picked up the gun, pointed it at his temple, and pulled the trigger five times in a row!
Succeed, or die.
Li Zhilun did not leave a third way for himself, nor did he give his opponent any possibility of comeback!
He won the fight.
As an illegitimate son, he killed the legitimate son of the Li family who had repeatedly suppressed him, killed all his competitors, counterattacked and was crowned, and truly took control of the Sanxing Group!
It's been a smooth journey all the way.
Perhaps it was because of the madness back then that his luck was exhausted.
After the Red Moon, Li Zhilun experienced hope again and again and despair again...
The crazy gene has long been rooted in every drop of Li Zhilun's blood.
It penetrates into the bones and permeates the soul.
For so many years, this madness has only been hidden, brewed and accumulated by Li Zhilun.
Reason is just a mask.
Madness is his true personality!
Going to China to meet Yan Anqing was his last attempt!
Li Zhilun was not willing to put his money on Cui Sanghuan alone even though he was very optimistic about this lucky young man.
But his connections, energy, and influence are all meaningless when facing the behemoth of China.
Yan Anqing is under the tight protection of Chinese officials.
We can only find another way to survive!
If in the end, death from aging cannot be avoided...
What exactly Li Zhilun would do, even he couldn't guess.
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China.
After Yan Anqing and Qu Li, the country has launched its third star scientist.
