The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 10 - 4: The Magical Seventh Sense_2

However, the doctor was still worried and gave Lin Mu a physical examination. It turned out to be quite alarming, as even the doctor broke into a cold sweat. Lin Mu’s shirt had two glaring holes, but when they checked his body, apart from two faint bullet marks, there were no signs of bleeding anywhere else. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

How is this possible? Is this guy really Ultraman in disguise? Or were those bullets just duds?

If it’s the latter, then this guy should go buy a lottery ticket! This is even less likely than winning the jackpot.

Seeing everyone curiously staring at his tattered shirt for fun, Lin Mu quickly took it off and changed into a new one, then nonchalantly tossed the ragged shirt out the window. He knew in his heart, but this was his secret, of course, not to be revealed to outsiders, especially the police. If these folks got bored and used him as a bulletproof experiment or sent him to the Chinese Academy of Sciences as a sample, that would be a disaster!

"You don’t have to look anymore, that assassin’s firearm is a dud!" Lin Mu looked at the police surrounding him incessantly and had to come up with a casual explanation, "You know, Huaxia products have always been unreliable, internationally renowned, even the people in Africa know, haha!"

"Really?"

Qi Manlin seriously weighed the firearm left by the assassin. She needed to file it as evidence. The gun body was made of solid iron, and there was nothing wrong with the bolt. She was considered an expert in guns, and according to her estimation, this firearm should be able to take down an ox with one shot. Besides, Lin Mu got hit twice just now!

Could this guy be stronger than a wild ox?

But the facts were right in front of her, the doctor said this guy was indeed fine, so there was no need to worry unnecessarily!

But why? Why was she worried about him? Hmm, there seemed to be a bit of that just now, but thinking about how he had just behaved so abominably in the bathroom, this person truly, hmph, deserved to die!

However, upon reflection, although he was detestable, he did help her a lot. She had orchestrated this plan herself, thinking it was foolproof, but it nearly cost lives, thankfully Lin Mu came to help, otherwise, who knows how the ending would have turned out.

Soon after, everyone left, and Qi Manlin went to accompany Su Xiaowan, leaving Lin Mu alone in the lounge. Since there was still time, he needed to do some practice. He closed his eyes to meditate, sitting cross-legged with his left palm down and right palm up, palms facing each other. Not long after, a huge vortex of energy appeared around him, and Lin Mu was in its center.

This was his unchanging routine for years. No matter how busy or tired, he always took some time to cultivate. The technique he practiced was the "Diamond Sutra," a task given to him by his old man since childhood. Initially, he found it boring and had quite a lot of resistance, like a naughty child who disliked doing homework. But ever since he got injured once and utilized the techniques of the Diamond Sutra, it not only quickly healed the wound but also made the pain almost imperceptible.

This pleasantly surprised him, and from then on, he practiced more diligently. Over time, not only did his strength increase, but he also developed a special ability — the human Seventh Sense, which he fully developed. He could often accurately sense the people, things, or environmental changes he was looking for, and even foresee certain dangers in advance, or dream of some important events about to occur.

Gradually, the temperature in the lounge began to drop. About two hours later, Lin Mu slowly opened his eyes, the energy vortex started to recede and gradually disappeared until nothing was visible.

"Haha, I’ve been making rapid progress lately. Just taking the bullet-blocking technique just now, he only used up half of his Primordial Qi to completely neutralize the bullet’s damage to his body. It seems like if he maintains this state, in less than a year, he can break through the limit of Postnatal Great Perfection!"

At around five in the afternoon, the train finally arrived in Wancheng. Lin Mu carried his conspicuously tacky backpack and effortlessly avoided Qi Manlin and those police officers, slipping away quietly. He didn’t want to be a model youth praised for bravery. Of course, in his heart, he always considered himself a typical contemporary model youth!

Model youth, huh? He likes to eat, likes to drink, likes to have fun, likes to fight, and likes adventure, except he doesn’t like whoring. He has all of those qualities!

He certainly hoped to have more intimate contact with that voluptuous beauty, and incidentally steal more tofu, but he had a very solemn and heavy mission to execute, and he was about to become a man with a playful wife. Though tofu is delicious, finding a playful wife is the most important thing.

He rented a hotel to rest and rejuvenate for the night, planning to head to his future wife’s house early the next morning to see what she looked like. A white, rich, and beautiful woman? That’s a must, he’s seen her countless times in his dreams. Lin Mu has always had great faith in his dreams, so he is very confident in his playful wife’s beauty!

In an unknown place, Lin Mu and his bride were walking one after the other, when suddenly, a group of burly men appeared out of nowhere, wielding machetes. These people were remarkably skilled, as if they were all of special ops level, incredibly formidable in strength, and their target was clearly his new playful wife.