The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 131 - 123: Encountering the Bald One Again

"Thank you, Eldest Young Master Chen!"

Master Tu took the money from Chen Feng while repeatedly expressing his gratitude, "Eldest Young Master Chen, later the brothers will definitely help you beat the crap out of that beast!"

"I know that beast has some tricks, but I trust more in your influence, Master Tu, here in this patch of Wancheng..."

"Don’t worry, Eldest Young Master Chen, dealing with an idiot is a matter of minutes..."

"Haha, the way you say it makes me relieved!" Chen Feng laughed heartily, as if he’d already envisioned Lin Mu being miserably handled by Master Tu’s men!

"Before you kill him, I hope to hear that beast being beaten until he cries in despair: ’Eek... Eek...’ Haha, the more miserably he screams, the more comfortable I feel..."

"Rest assured, Young Master Chen, for the sake of Grandpa Mao, the brothers will make sure he dies most unpleasantly!" snickered Master Tu.

"Alright, he’s coming! Get ready!"

Chen Feng waved his hand, and five men each pulled a stocking over their heads and hid behind tree trunks, while Chen Feng sped away in his BMW 7 series.

This beast is quite cunning, killing people and still creating an alibi.

Master Tu and four Lanzai hid behind the trees, waiting for the ambush, while Chen Feng stayed hidden afar in a dark place, holding binoculars, ready to watch a good show!

At that moment, Lin Mu was unaware that the insidious and treacherous little man Chen Feng had already arranged assassins waiting for him!

Lin Mu stood at the villa’s entrance, glancing around, not even a hint of a taxi. This area was a high-end residential zone, with hardly anyone taking taxis, especially at night, and almost no taxis passed by.

Lin Mu flicked out a cigarette, clamped it in his mouth, and walked down the shaded path, pondering how to get home. Damn it, it’s such a long way; can’t expect me to jog home, right? Although I could completely defeat the world’s marathon champion, running alone down the main road in the middle of the night might get the police to think I’m a thief and catch me?

Suddenly, Lin Mu’s keen Seventh Sense detected a strong warning signal; clearly, someone was lurking behind him, intending harm!

Lin Mu spun around abruptly, only to see five men in black, their faces masked with stockings, leaping out from behind the trees, wielding blades towards him.

"Damn it, you’re seeking death!"

Lin Mu calmly aimed the cigarette at the man in the middle, spitting it like a bullet towards him.

"Ah..."

The man in mid-air couldn’t dodge in time, hit by the cigarette on his forehead, and the next second, the unlucky fellow crumpled to the ground like he’d been struck by a bullet, clutching his forehead, groaning endlessly. You should know Lin Mu, through his study of the Diamond Sutra, had attained the skill to wound with flying leaves, making his cigarette from the mouth fly as fast as a bullet!

"Bang!"

Another masked man raised the blade towards Lin Mu, but as the blade hit Lin Mu’s fist, it felt like striking granite, the blade edge curled up, and he was internally shocked, damn it, is this guy even human?

In a panic, Lin Mu kicked him flying, directly smashing into the large tree behind him before sliding to the ground!

"Master..."

The man glared at Lin Mu unwillingly, his facial muscles twitching, then spat out a mouthful of blood.

Simultaneously, a black-clothed man from the right slashed forth, Lin Mu deftly sidestepped, and with a quick eye and hand, swiftly reached out to perform an empty-hand entry, grabbing the man’s knife handle. As the black-clothed man from the left slashed over, Lin Mu held the handle, blocking and dropping both blades to the ground. Lin Mu then skillfully seized both masked men with his hands, exerting slight force, causing both men to scream and nearly kneel!

"Damn it, such a strong taste, I don’t go for that!"

While speaking, Lin Mu kicked them sideways with a perfect forty-five-degree angle standard!

Then only the last masked man was left before him!

The man actually threw away his Blade, mumbled pleadingly,

"Lin, Lin... hero... spare me..."

"Hm?"

Lin Mu was greatly surprised; this thug actually knew him!

"Who are you? Damn, women wear stockings for sexiness, look at your bald forehead like misshaped melons, where’s the sexiness?"

Hmm, speaking of bald heads, Lin Mu suddenly remembered the bald man he encountered at Liu Yemei’s barbecue shop, so he stepped forward, reaching out and ripping the stocking from his face. Sure enough, it was that bald man!

"Damn it, wasn’t your face beaten hard enough that day?" Lin Mu said coldly.

"Master... I was wrong..."

The bald man directly kneeled, knowing at this moment what he must do was not resist but beg for mercy, encountering a beast-level expert like Lin Mu, besides pleading, he couldn’t think of any other actions beneficial to himself!

"What did you say that day? Bald man!"

Lin Mu’s face was cold as a millennium glacier, "You thought you could never mix in Wancheng, I also said as long as I see you once, I’ll hit you once, so you know what you should do now?"

Smack, smack, smack!

Without waiting for Lin Mu to speak again, the bald man had already started slapping his face!

"Master, I was wrong!"

"Hmm, making progress!" Lin Mu coldly smiled, "Tell me, who instructed you?"

"No one..."

"Hm?"

Lin Mu glared, "Won’t be honest? Want me to teach you!"

"Don’t dare, master," the bald man hurriedly replied, "I’ll say, it’s... Young Master Chen, oh no, it’s Chen Feng..."

Spitting, Lin Mu retorted, damn, it’s this beast Chen Feng behind it.

"How much did he pay you?"

"Hundred thousand each!"

The bald man answered honestly, some people don’t cry until they see the coffin! Like this bald man.

"Bring it here!"

"Yes..."

The bald man was very obedient now, exchanging glances with the four underlings to bring over a backpack from a nearby Wuling van,

"Master, fifty thousand, all here!"

Lin Mu reached out and accepted it, "Giving it to me is enough! Consider it compensating for last time’s damage to the barbecue shop, and the remaining money, don’t take it, I’ll donate it to a nursing home!"

Looking at the bald man, who appeared heartbroken to death, Lin Mu pointed at the Wuling van and continued,

"What? Not convinced? Oh, and this van, let me borrow it for a while, afterward donating to the nursing home, don’t you dare ask for it!"

The bald man was literally heartbroken enough to cry out,

"Master, see, we also have families to feed, right? I have a mother in her eighties, and..."

"Enough!"