The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

"Heh heh." When Lin Mu heard this, he shot the three Assassins a cold look. "You three motherfuckers really don’t know what’s good for you. Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish. Hurry up and go die! Stop farting around here!"

Lin Mu finished speaking, stood up, then turned to Haihua beside him and gave her a gentle smile. "Girl, go into the room. Wait till I’m done cleaning them up, then come out."

"Hubby, be careful." Haihua said worriedly.

"Heh, relax, your man knows what he’s doing. Don’t forget who your husband is." Lin Mu chuckled, patting his own chest in guarantee.

"Mm, I believe in you, hubby!" Haihua nodded, then went into the bedroom.

Now, only Lin Mu and the three Assassins were left in the living room.

The killing intent rolling off the three Assassins grew heavier and heavier, and the aura bursting from them got more and more intense.

"We’re giving you one last chance. Otherwise, we’re making a move." The three Assassins stared at Lin Mu and said.

"Fuck your shit, you’re a bit too damn confident." Lin Mu snapped, then suddenly leapt forward, charging at the three of them. These three Assassins pissed him off—acting all high and mighty. Lin Mu cursed in his heart: Motherfuckers, you don’t even piss and take a look at your own ugly mugs. You really think you’ve got the capital to be this cocky?

The three Assassins weren’t about to show weakness either; they all rushed Lin Mu in one go. Very soon, the four of them were tangled in a brawl. On the very first exchange, Lin Mu had to admit they were actually pretty strong. Never mind their coordination with each other; even their individual strength was about on par with King Kong. Of course, their explosive power was way inferior to King Kong’s. After all, King Kong’s body was like a moving hill—that innate advantage was something no one could match.

Even so, these three experts weren’t much weaker than King Kong. The next second, there was a series of loud bangs, the living room filled with constant thuds of bodies smashing and colliding. Lin Mu and the three Assassins’ figures flickered around the living room, trading blows nonstop. In the eyes of an ordinary person, they wouldn’t even be able to catch a glimpse of the four of them. These were all top-tier monsters!

Lin Mu seized an opening, twisted his body and blasted out a punch, launching a fierce assault at the closest Assassin. This was called a "take them out one by one" tactic; otherwise, one against three, it’d be hard to gain any real advantage in a short time.

Of course, that Assassin didn’t back down either. He gathered his strength and swung a counterpunch at Lin Mu. His confidence came entirely from having his teammates backing him up. Otherwise, there’s no way he’d dare to take this punch head-on.

Right as that Assassin met Lin Mu’s punch, the other two also struck out, launching attacks at Lin Mu from both sides.

Lin Mu twisted in midair, slammed into one Assassin’s fist, then snapped his arm back and quickly lashed out with a kick toward the other Assassin’s stomach. But fists are no match for four hands, let alone three people, so while Lin Mu landed his hit, another Assassin took the opportunity to slam a kick into Lin Mu’s gut.

There was no way for Lin Mu to dodge that kick. If he wanted to land his own attack, he inevitably had to expose a weak spot in his defense. These three Assassins weren’t Newbies; once Lin Mu’s weak point showed, they immediately exploited the opening. And the reason Lin Mu was a bit anxious was because he was worried about King Kong’s safety—by now the Celestial Silkworm had definitely gone after King Kong.

Lin Mu punched two of the Assassins back and booted another one away, but he himself got knocked to the floor by the third Assassin’s kick. It had to be said, the force behind their strikes was pretty damn heavy. After Lin Mu dropped from midair, he staggered back several steps before he managed to steady himself.

Lin Mu came to a stop, rubbed his injured stomach, feeling a burning pain. But the two Assassins who got hit by him weren’t in any better shape—Lin Mu’s power was way more brutal than theirs!

So the faces of those two Assassins turned ugly, the muscles in their cheeks twitching violently. On the surface they looked fine, but in reality they were quickly adjusting their Inner Breath, preparing to attack Lin Mu again.

Lin Mu also quickly regulated himself; the burning pain in his gut faded away in no time.

Facing three Assassins, Lin Mu didn’t dare let his guard down for a second. He had to admit, these three were stronger than he’d expected, and on top of that, their fighting experience was insanely rich. This wasn’t some fake posturing; it was all real stuff accumulated through years of assassinations and actual combat.

The experience you earn with your own life on the line is the richest and most useful there is. Just training can never get you to that level.

"Not bad, you three are pretty much my type!" Lin Mu chuckled, looking at the three Assassins provocatively.

The three Assassins gave a cold laugh at the same time. "You’re our type too."

"Again!" Lin Mu smiled slightly, then took a stride and pounced at the three Assassins once more.

This time Lin Mu’s offensive was absolutely overwhelming, his punches crashing down at the three Assassins like raging waves in a storm.

The three Assassins didn’t show the slightest fear and charged in to meet Lin Mu head-on. Another fierce battle erupted instantly.

Through clever coordination, the three Assassins launched a revolving, relay-style barrage on Lin Mu. As soon as Lin Mu tried to strike one of them, another would instantly move in to fill the gap and attack him, forcing Lin Mu to inevitably take hits.

This kind of "hurt the enemy a thousand, lose eight hundred yourself" trade was absolutely not worth it, and Lin Mu wasn’t going to play that game. Fighting like that, he’d be the one suffering.

So Lin Mu used the Wave Riding Step from the Diamond Sutra, constantly weaving around the three Assassins. As long as he saw even the slightest chance to attack, he’d try to strike. Even if he couldn’t seriously injure them every time, as long as he threw a blow, they’d definitely feel it. After all, the best defense is offense!

Like this, Lin Mu used Wave Riding Step to tangle with the three Assassins for over a hundred exchanges. Thanks to the Diamond Sutra Divine Skill protecting his body, his stamina stayed extremely high the whole time. The three Assassins were different. Even though they usually trained with high-intensity physical workouts, maintaining such a high-intensity combat state for hours on end without strong Inner Strength was something they just couldn’t handle!

Very soon, Lin Mu’s crafty fighting style had the three Assassins completely at a loss, not knowing how to press the attack, and their stamina started dropping fast.

After another round of rotating, furious assaults, the more their stamina failed, the harder Lin Mu pressed them. Only by doing that could he break them down as quickly as possible.

The next second, there was a thunderous boom as Lin Mu seized the moment and unleashed a domineering palm strike, similar to the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, targeting the weakest of the three Assassins.

That Assassin was clearly already exhausted. His reaction was a beat too slow; he didn’t have time to dodge and took Lin Mu’s punch square in the chest. Lin Mu poured an enormous amount of force into it, using almost eighty to ninety percent of his strength!