The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO
Chapter 69 - 61: Sometimes There is No Need for Reason

Chapter 69: Chapter 61: Sometimes There is No Need for Reason

"You jerk, slow down! If you run this fast, not only will the person not be saved, but my life might be gone too."

"If you can’t keep up, then don’t come; you’ll just be in the way!" Lin Mu complained deliberately,

"Who’s in the way, huh?" Qi Manlin said angrily, "Slow down a bit, will you..."

Before she could finish, Lin Mu floored the gas pedal, and the car shot forward like a cannonball. Qi Manlin, unprepared, almost slammed her head into the windshield.

Frightened, Qi Shumanlin didn’t dare say another word.

The Bugatti West Bat zoomed out of the underground parking lot like an arrow and sped toward Lotus Mountain.

With a strong Seventh Sense, Lin Mu already sensed Zhou Xun had fallen into the hands of those beasts with Huo Jiang. He could only hope they hadn’t had a chance to act yet; otherwise, a beautiful flower would be ruined by these pigs!

Guided by Qi Manlin, the car swiftly arrived at the Lotus Mountain Film and Television Shooting Center. They got out of the car and strode toward the entrance.

But after just a few steps, they were blocked by security at the door.

"What are you doing here? Why are you here?"

Lin Mu kept walking, replying coldly, "Looking for someone!"

"Who? Do you have an appointment?"

Seeing Lin Mu forcing his way in, the young guard tried to burst out, leaning over to use force to keep Lin Mu out. But Lin Mu, already angry, sidestepped and easily countered, lifting the young guard as if he were a chick.

"Hey! Let me go, what do you want?" The guard’s face turned white,

"Lin Mu, put him down, let’s talk this out!" Qi Manlin, being a police officer, intervened.

"There’s nothing to discuss; if we keep yammering, the superstar will be ravaged by the big bad wolf. If reasoning could save people, then you do it!"

Qi Manlin was at a loss for words. Lin Mu was right; daytime kidnapping showed these were not good people. Trying to reason with thugs was like reciting poetry to wild bulls, hoping for applause. What a pipe dream!

Lin Mu harshly twisted the guard’s neck and head, "I’m no saint, so you better tell me honestly, where is Huo Jiang staying? Tell the truth, or I’ll twist your ear off and smash it like a watermelon against the wall!"

"I’ll tell, I’ll tell, he’s by the director’s office." The guard pointed to a row of small houses on the right, "Over there!"

"Lead the way!"

Lin Mu put the guard down and followed him through a corridor, and sure enough, saw a sign with "Director’s Team" in front of the house.

"This is the place!" the guard pointed to the tightly shut door,

"Scram!"

Lin Mu dismissed the guard, then kicked the door. The next second, the entire metal door crashed down with a loud bang, filling the room with dust.

Hu Zimin was leaning over the table looking at naked lady photos. The loud crash nearly shattered his eardrums. He covered his ears, stood up in shock, seeing stars in his vision.

"Who... Who are you?"

Hu Zimin gritted through the pain, trying to shout authoritatively at Lin Mu, though he knew this was clearly someone coming for revenge.

"Are you Huo Jiang?" Lin Mu asked sharply,

"I’m not, there’s no one named Huo Jiang here!"

This guy was stubborn. It seemed unless he showed him some colors, he wouldn’t know how strong a man Lord Niu was?

Lin Mu decided to use a little street justice, to save time. The more time wasted, the more danger Zhou Xun faced!

"Don’t know Huo Jiang, huh? I’ll beat it into you now!"

With that, Lin Mu slapped him and grabbed Hu Zimin’s artsy long hair, slamming his head on the desk.

With a couple of dull thuds, Hu Zimin’s fat face looked like a smashed tomato, blood streaming down. For someone tougher than a dead duck, Lin Mu planned to make him suffer more.

Hu Zimin spat out blood, two front teeth dropping out in it.

"What? Still not talking?" Lin Mu demanded again,

Hu Zimin, losing all resistance, dumbly nodded, muttering,

"I’ll talk, they’re upstairs!"

"Damn it, couldn’t you say so earlier? You’re low, just plain low!"

Lin Mu said, tossing his head, sending poor Director Hu Zimin slamming into the wall, his eyes rolling back, passing out.

"Lin Mu, stop!"

Qi Manlin didn’t forget she’s a cop; if this continued, someone could die.

"Let’s save them first. If he’s guilty, he’ll face justice. You can’t beat people anymore."

Lin Mu ignored her, darting upstairs with Qi Manlin following closely.

"Lin Mu, no more hitting. This time, listen to me, follow behind."

"Damn it, can you handle it?"

Lin Mu looked at her skeptically. Even knowing she’s a policewoman, in such complexity, a little woman might struggle against big men.

"Underestimate me? Leave the rest, I’ll handle it!"

As Qi Manlin confidently headed upstairs, Lin Mu stayed close behind, not entirely reassured.

Just a few steps in, two blond-haired thugs blocked her path ahead,

"What’s up? This is private property, get lost!"

"I’m a cop!" Qi Manlin flashed her badge, "We received a report of a girl held here, stand aside or I’ll charge you with obstruction!"

The two goons approached leering, teasing, "Oh ho, a pretty cop, huh!"

The other punk sneered, "Sure looks it, wonder if her skills in bed match up? Does she do those tricks like that idol girl? Ha ha ha..."

Insulted by two thugs, Qi Manlin was boiling with rage, left speechless despite usually being sharp-tongued; the punks were clearly seasoned rogues.

"Shameless... bastards... you, shut up!" Qi Manlin stomped her foot in fury, unable to retort.