The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO
Chapter 97 - 89: Slapping Oneself

Chapter 97: Chapter 89: Slapping Oneself

However, before his laughter finished, Lin Mu’s body in the oil mist erupted like a Little Universe, terrifying!

Boom!

Lin Mu’s body mutated severely like a Beast, swelling intensely. It puffed up like a bellows, then let out a sudden roar, shattering all the oil mist around him!

The "Oil Cauldron" move had been broken by him!

"Into the Sea of Fire!"

The bald man shouted again, and dozens of strong men threw burning coals at Lin Mu. Yet Lin Mu, like the Sun Monkey refined in Taishang Laojun’s Eight Trigrams Furnace, was unafraid of the fiery coals, defending with fists and kicks, returning the oncoming coals straight back into the crowd.

There was chaos among the thugs. The bald man quickly steadied the formation, "Hold your ground, hold your ground damn it, whoever retreats, I’ll chop him now!"

Liu Yemei was tied to an iron stake in the middle of the coals. Lin Mu had no time to think. He roared, leaping over the "Sea of Fire" with both hands grasping the hot iron stake. With a forceful pull, he broke the ropes binding Liu Yemei, who had now completely lost her former grace, looking like a ravaged old woman on the brink of death!

Without a second thought, Lin Mu lifted Liu Yemei’s body and threw her out of the fire alive, then followed up with a leap, catching Liu Yemei midair before landing!

The entire sequence of moves flowed seamlessly, worthy of being called a classic tango step! Even the dozens of thugs were left dumbfounded!

"Congratulations!" The bald man’s face showed a forced smile, "You’ve escaped two calamities, but this time, you will definitely die on our Mountain of Blades!"

Lin Mu chuckled coldly, "Not necessarily!"

The bald man’s face darkened threateningly, then he spat fiercely,

"Brothers, prepare the Mountain of Blades!"

In an instant, forty strong men lined up in two rows, each holding a Blade, forming an imposing array!

However, fighting relies on strength; no matter how many people or how impressive the formation, if they lose, they are nothing but scrap!

Lin Mu placed Liu Yemei in a safe spot and turned back to confront them. The feats he’d displayed earlier had left these men intimidated, causing some to step back involuntarily.

Seeing this, the bald man shouted, "Brothers, whoever kills this guy, I’ll give him a hundred thousand yuan!"

A hundred thousand yuan is substantial enough for these desperadoes. As the saying goes, money can make the devil work, and a man will die for wealth just as a bird will risk its life for food! With the incentive of a hundred thousand as a cushion, their previously timid hearts turned bold. A horde of men stared at Lin Mu with eyes turning blood-red, as if Lin Mu were a stack of a thousand red bills resembling hair. Chairperson Mao!

"Kill him!"

The bald man capitalized on the momentum from behind, and then the Blades came slashing at Lin Mu.

Lin Mu snorted coldly, raising his hands slowly. Gradually, his flesh palms turned from red to white, glowing like cold metal. This was the Shaolin Vajra Palm cultivation technique, which, upon reaching the Seventh Realm, made one’s flesh palms nearly as sharp as a blade. Lin Mu had already reached the Eighth Layer, entering the realm of Qi Refining; his hands could now be used as blades!

Forty strong men lined up in two rows, each holding a sharp blade inside the spacious yet dim barbecue shop. Under the furnace’s glow, the forty Blades emitted a chilling glare, exuding a bone-chilling vibe!

Yet in the eyes of North Africa’s Special Forces King Lin Mu, these forty figures lined up like white radishes placed on a cutting board, waiting for the knife to chop them into slices!

Lin Mu moved, but no one saw how he initiated!

His figure flickered, already flitting among the Mountain of Blades formation forged by the forty men. Wails of agony echoed; the group of men fell like wheat being harvested, collapsing one after another!

In just two minutes, aside from the leading bald man, all others had been felled by Lin Mu!

"This is a barbecue shop, a place for people to conduct business. I don’t want bloodletting here, your flesh is too cheap, nobody would want to eat it even if it’s skewered!"

Lin Mu said coldly, his voice soft but clear to everyone present, sending shivers down their spines, "You have ten seconds, ten seconds to get out before I change my mind. Never let me see you again! Otherwise, I’ll beat you every time I see you!"

The thugs on the ground groaned, realizing Lin Mu was letting them go, scrambled to escape to avoid dying here. No one cared about their lead bald man now, survival was paramount. A hundred thousand yuan was a lot, but you need to live to spend it!

So they endured their physical pain and dashed out from the barbecue shop!

The vast barbecue shop was left with just two men standing, one was Lin Mu, calm and composed, the other was the bald man, whose expression was odd, or rather he had no expression of his own!

He mirrored Lin Mu’s expressions, albeit like a mimic; Lin Mu smiled, he smiled; Lin Mu feigned anger, he quickly adopted a flattering demeanor, truly a master of expressions!

He even wanted to slip away, but Lin Mu gave him a disapproving look and gestured for him to come forward with a beckon of his index finger!

"Earlier, what was our bet?"

Lin Mu asked knowingly; he liked to make someone understand the reason for their downfall before humiliating them!

The bald man instantly changed into a smirk, not truly smiling, he’s indeed a master of expressions, his face flickering with myriad emotions at once,

"Sir, I’m your grandson!"

"Slap yourself!"

Lin Mu ordered. For such a seasoned rogue, Lin Mu had no sympathy; everything was self-inflicted. Had he been less skilled, he would have died at his hands today!

To survive in the underworld, one must adhere to the jungle’s law; be ruthless, be more ruthless than him, retaliate with violence to remain undefeated!

"Yes, sir!"

The bald man obediently complied, like a first-grade child, complying without debate or resistance, knowing that any defiance would invite harsher repercussions!

Slap, slap, slap, one after another, under Liu Yemei and the female staff’s watchful eyes, the once fearsome King Yan of the underworld was now docile as a grandson!

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