The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

After a round of provocation, Pang Baiwu saw that Lin Mu was ignoring him and slowly got up from the ground.

After all, he’s the son of a big real estate boss; lying on the ground playing dead doesn’t fit his identity and status! So even now, Pang Baiwu had to pay attention to his identity and status. Even if Haihua couldn’t handle it, his status as Young Master Pang couldn’t be compromised.

Moreover, Pang Baiwu understood the situation clearly; it was certain Haihua couldn’t handle it. His affairs had been exposed, and coupled with Haihua’s infatuation with Lin Mu, inserting himself into the situation was impossible.

So Pang Baiwu realized this truth and lost interest in Haihua. What he needed to do now was deal with Lin Mu. Since he had no interest in Haihua anymore, there was no need to hold back against Lin Mu.

Just as Pang Baiwu struggled to get up from the ground, Lin Mu kicked him back down.

"Did I tell you to get up? When I say lie down, you lie down. When I say get up, then you can get up, understand?" Lin Mu shouted domineeringly.

"You..." Pang Baiwu glared fiercely at Lin Mu. This was unquestionably a huge humiliation for Pang Baiwu.

"What do you mean, ’you’? Haven’t you had enough of a beating? Do you have the right to talk to me? I could kill you in a second. When I say lie down, you better stay down until your father arrives, don’t even think about getting up." Lin Mu said with a smile to Pang Baiwu.

Pang Baiwu just glared at Lin Mu fiercely and didn’t say anything more. He couldn’t beat Lin Mu right now, so saying anything was futile. Thus, Pang Baiwu cooperated by lying on the ground.

Lin Mu was quite satisfied with Pang Baiwu’s behavior. This guy finally stopped calling himself some kind of idiotic young master. In movies and TV dramas, those young master roles are clearly just setups for a beating! Damn, who knows what this guy was thinking.

About twenty minutes passed, and the VIP room door was opened again. A middle-aged man in a suit rushed in, followed by a group of black-suited bodyguards.

Pang Baiwu, lying on the ground, quickly regained his spirited look upon seeing the man who entered, for it was none other than his father, Pang Hua Bin.

"Dad." Pang Baiwu called out from the ground.

Pang Hua Bin also saw Pang Baiwu lying on the floor in a mess and hurried to help him up, "Xiaoyang, what’s happened?"

Speaking, Pang Hua Bin was about to lift Pang Baiwu from the ground.

"Wait a minute, did I say you could lift him up?" Lin Mu, sitting on the sofa smoking, exhaled smoke and spoke slowly.

Pang Hua Bin glared at Lin Mu, his eyes filled with anger.

"Dad, he’s the one who beat me. You have to avenge me; I’m in so much pain right now." Pang Baiwu said bitterly.

"Who are you? Who gave you such guts to even dare hit my son?" Pang Hua Bin looked at Lin Mu coldly. It’s understandable he’d be furious seeing his son beaten like that. Pang Baiwu was his only heir, and being beaten like this, it’s impossible not to be angry.

"It’s me. I won’t change my name or surname. Remember, I’m Lin Mu, lest I beat you into a moron, and you forget who did it." Lin Mu chuckled and gently flicked the cigarette aside.

"Lin Mu?" Pang Hua Bin murmured the name, frowned, and his expression became complex and confused, as if suddenly through a dense fog, "You, you are that Lin Mu from Wancheng’s Flying Dragon Sect."

"Haha, you aren’t entirely clueless since you know I’m Lin Mu from Wancheng." Lin Mu said with a smile. The son is clueless, but the father has some insight.

The next second, something unexpected happened. Pang Hua Bin actually fell with a thud, kneeling directly by Lin Mu’s side. This big boss, Pang Hua Bin, knelt, which left Lin Mu stunned, and Pang Baiwu nearly dropped his jaw in shock. Even the others in the VIP room were shocked.

No one expected Pang Hua Bin would do that, to kneel directly, instantly, despite his previous anger and murderous intent. Who wouldn’t be surprised? His posse of black-clad bodyguards is enough to handle dozens of enemies! There’s no need to admit defeat by kneeling from the get-go, right?

"Dad, what are you doing?" Pang Baiwu asked with a mixed expression of hatred and confusion.

Needless to say, the most bitter person at this moment wasn’t anyone else but Pang Baiwu.

Pang Baiwu was hoping his dad would vent his anger and help regain his face, but who’d have thought it would turn out like this? Not only did his father not help him regain face, he even went to his knees. This was utterly unacceptable to Pang Baiwu—he expected any outcome but this.

"Dad, have you gone crazy? Kneeling to this idiot." Pang Baiwu shouted angrily, utterly unable to endure this. Had his dad gone insane? In what situation would someone kneel like that? Apart from parents, who else is there to kneel to in this world?

The next second, slap—a crisp slap. Pang Hua Bin turned and slapped Pang Baiwu’s cheek. The sound was loud, and you could see he didn’t hold back, drawing blood from Pang Baiwu’s mouth corner.

"Shut up! Do you know who he is? He’s Boss Lin!" Pang Hua Bin said coldly.

Though Pang Hua Bin wasn’t a prominent figure in Handan City, he was well aware of Handan’s big and small affairs, especially those of the Wang Family, the Jin Family, and the Tang Sect. He’d heard none met a good end, all because they offended Lin Mu from Wancheng.

If this Lin Mu dared to confront even the three big families, what chance does a small real estate company owner like him have? So when Pang Hua Bin heard the name Lin Mu, he knelt without hesitation. He also heard that this Lin Mu is the actual boss of the Southern Flying Dragon Group, the absolute overlord of Southern China’s underworld. Offending the underground world boss could mean the Pang Family, despite their massive wealth and dozens of hitmen, could be annihilated by Lin Mu at a moment’s notice with no time to react!

Consider this: even the three big families of Handan couldn’t handle him, and he thought he could? That’s asking for death—don’t provoke the Flying Dragon Sect.

Of course, Pang Hua Bin’s kneeling was undoubtedly about saving Pang Baiwu because all those big family people were crippled by Lin Mu, and Pang Hua Bin did not want to see his family line ended.

"Dad, what’s there to be afraid of? He’s just a poor kid." Pang Baiwu said angrily, truly not understanding why his dad was so scared. Just a poor kid, right? Is there really a need to be so scared?