The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Lin Mu laughed helplessly; of course, he had seen this coming long ago. It was definitely someone Pang Baiwu had called. This guy’s acting wasn’t bad at all. Damn, had I known earlier, I’d have let him play a minor villain role in "Palace Locks Liancheng"—the kind that dies as soon as he appears on screen.

As soon as the thug finished speaking, all eyes focused on Lin Mu, so Lin Mu couldn’t hide anymore. In fact, Lin Mu had no intention of hiding!

"That’s me."

Lin Mu chuckled and stepped forward, saying. The thug leader glanced at Lin Mu and said in an extremely arrogant tone, "You’re Lin Mu, huh? I heard you’ve been pretty arrogant lately?"

"Uh, that’s not quite right..." Lin Mu smiled, "You’ve never even met me, so how did you hear I’m pretty arrogant? Your act is quite off."

"Damn, you still dare to talk back." The thug got annoyed when his words were exposed. Damn, what’s this about? At this point, he was still daring to say such punch-worthy things. It seemed this guy really wanted a beating.

"Why wouldn’t I dare talk back? Do I know you?" Lin Mu spread his hands and said.

"Damn it, I must teach you a lesson today. Brothers, hit him... ah... oh..."

The arrogant thug didn’t even finish his sentence before letting out a scream. Of course, it was Lin Mu who moved first; he really had no patience to listen to this thug bragging. Damn, flies buzzing around are already annoying; if they keep landing in front of you, it’s truly intolerable. So Lin Mu simply swung a punch at him.

However, listening to his scream was quite satisfying, kind of soul-stirring, with a nice rhythm. Beating someone is damn satisfying; no wonder many people like to brawl!

The thug was knocked to the ground by Lin Mu, lost two big teeth, and his mouth was full of blood, looking terrifying.

"Go... you all go... go get him..." The thug on the ground held his broken mouth and mumbled, looking furious enough for his eyeballs to pop out.

But the other thugs behind him didn’t follow his command. Instead, they glanced at Lin Mu, then at the thug on the ground, face covered in blood, turned to this miserable state with just one punch! Damn, this guy is too terrifying! This fight is unmanageable!

What to do if you can’t win? Of the thirty-six stratagems, fleeing is best! The next second, you heard "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh" as several thugs turned and ran off without saying a word.

Standing opposite, Pang Baiwu was so furious he nearly fainted. Damn, who did I call here? Before coming, each of them brimming with confidence, vowing that they would make Lin Mu wail like a ghost.

But now, these idiots seeing things go south just fled in a flash, making Pang Baiwu so furious he could almost vomit blood.

However, Pang Baiwu couldn’t show anything in this situation. If Haihua and Lin Mu found out these were people he brought, not to mention how Haihua would react, bringing such a group of useless ones would make Lin Mu laugh at him.

So Pang Baiwu stood calmly in the back, pretending nothing happened.

Seeing others had run, the thug on the ground glanced at Pang Baiwu, then got up to run too.

Of course, Lin Mu wouldn’t let him run away like that. He still had business to settle; how could he let him go?

The thug just got up, only to be kicked down to the ground by Lin Mu; he made a face-plant in the dirt.

"Ouch, damn it."

The thug cried out lying on the ground. Lin Mu chuckled and then stepped on the thug’s back, saying, "Where are you rushing off to, kid?"

The thug lay on the ground, bleeding all over, looking at Lin Mu with eyes full of fear. Clearly, he did not expect to end up in this state after just showing up and barely saying a few words.

He had planned to show off and act like a big boss for once; who knew playing the boss was this hard, getting beaten into this miserable state.

At this moment, the thug was feeling extremely bitter, regretting coming in the first place. Why suffer this beating? Truly, idling to the point of self-destruction. Others were much wiser, fleeing promptly.

"Big brother, no, sir, I was wrong. Please, be the bigger person and let me go like a fart. Forgive me this time, I’m begging you, hero!" The thug pleaded with a face full of supplication, looking at Lin Mu. He wasn’t any hard-headed fool, just a young hooligan in his early twenties. Beaten to a pulp, how could he still be tough? Not begging would get him beaten to death!

"Heh heh, only now you realize you were wrong?" Lin Mu laughed and said. To Lin Mu, punishing the thug wasn’t too severe. If it were those lowlifes of the martial world, Lin Mu would already have knocked their teeth out, but these thugs were at a much lower level. To make Lin Mu get serious, they weren’t even close.

"I realize my mistake, I do. Please let me go," the thug said earnestly.

"I can let you go, but you have to answer a few questions first. If you’re willing to speak, I’ll let you go. If not, then today will be the most unforgettable day of your life," Lin Mu said, looking at the thug.

The thug had no reason not to comply given the circumstances, and Lin Mu’s aura was so overwhelming that the thug couldn’t see a hint of joke in his demeanor.

"You can ask, you can ask, I promise to answer honestly," the thug quickly nodded.

Standing aside, Pang Baiwu was watching the thug with utter disdain, thinking, "Damn, such little backbone? I thought others were trash, fleeing when trouble arose. But even though he stayed, he turned out to be worthless too. Damn it, none of them were useful!"

At this moment, Pang Baiwu wanted to lose his temper but couldn’t, only able to hold it back.

Lin Mu looked at the thug and said, "Okay, then let me ask you, who arranged for you to give me trouble?"

The thug heard this question and glanced at Pang Baiwu, then hesitated, glancing at Lin Mu with a very distressed expression.

"Not going to say, huh? Fine, then I’ll make a move." Lin Mu said, then posed as if about to hit again. The thug knew that once Lin Mu moved, his face wouldn’t be wanted anymore; one slap could smash it up! This guy was too ruthless.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk," the thug said nervously.

"Then hurry up and say it. My patience is limited. Don’t let me lose patience; otherwise, even after you say it, it won’t matter," Lin Mu said.

"It was, it was Young Master Pang," the thug said, glancing at Pang Baiwu.

And at that moment, Pang Baiwu clenched his fists and glared fiercely at the thug. Not only did he lack any backbone, but damn it, he also betrayed him. This was simply intolerable. Pang Baiwu was exceedingly angry, not just ordinarily so, but furiously angry!