Chapter 1591 - 1605: The Assassin Arrives

Chapter 1591: Chapter 1605: The Assassin Arrives

Seeing that there was no hope of taking advantage, Lin Mu grudgingly touched his nose, but felt a faint fragrance still lingering on his fingertips.

This discovery delighted him, but made the two women even more indignant.

"Not playing anymore, let’s go home."

Sophie snorted, about to head to shore with Song Yanan, when Lin Mu suddenly frowned and reached out to pull them back.

"What are you doing?"

"Don’t move, an assassin is here."

"Why not say a missile is coming. Hum, an assassin, where would one come from these days..."

Sophie suddenly stopped speaking, her beautiful eyes widened in shock. A figure stepped rapidly across the grass leaves, arriving at the poolside within just a few breaths. He was dressed in green, wore the Ghost King cap, and held a glittering dagger. Although he was more than ten meters away, his sinister and evil gaze made Sophie shiver involuntarily, goosebumps appearing all over her body.

"Who are you?"

"Life-taking Ghost King."

The assassin remained silent, while Lin Mu shrugged and said, "A second-rate assassin from the Middle Eastern underworld, once employed by governmental armed forces during the Gulf War, assassinated six U.S. Army colonels, but was severely injured afterward and has been hiding for many years."

"Haha, I didn’t expect that even in Huaxia, someone knows the name of the Life-taking Ghost King."

The assassin laughed, his voice clearly processed through a voice changer, sounding piercingly strange.

"It’s essential. Your reputation is renowned throughout Kyushu, as notorious as thunder!"

Lin Mu clasped his hands, his face full of admiration, "I heard that during your first mission, you were captured and endured three days and nights of— While you survived, you developed a habit ever since. Whenever you kill someone, regardless of gender, you walk the dry road before they die. Honestly, in this era of rampant AIDS and widespread STDs, for you to have such bizarre courage, it truly impresses me."

The two women went pale, instinctively covering their rear ends!

"Courting death!" To have such a secret shame revealed directly, Ghost King’s eyes instantly filled with rage. He flicked his wrist, the dagger slashed across the water, swhish swhish, a few crystalline droplets were sent hurtling through the air towards the three people. To turn soft water droplets into deadly concealed weapons showed Ghost King’s profound strength.

"Humph!" Lin Mu raised his eyebrows, swung a punch, his Inner Qi overwhelming, while shattering the droplets, he reached out to embrace the soft waists of both women, lifted his right foot and stomped heavily at the pool bottom. Whizz, Sophie felt her tender skin tingling from the water currents, like surfing on the sea, after a rush of clouds and mist, her feet found firm ground, they were already standing at the poolside.

"Gulp!" Watching the white trail left in the rippling water of the pool, Sophie couldn’t help but swallow. Ever since Lin Mu was injured, she had never seen him make a move. Even when he beat up Master Gang last time, it was over in a flash. This had made Sophie doubt how much skill Lin Mu had left. But now, she was at ease.

"So, do you think I’m handsome?"

"Stop boasting, I’m just wondering if my five million was worth it."

"Oh, then you must be smirking now. With just five million, you got someone as fierce as me, capable of fighting tigers and swatting flies by day, watching movies and chatting by night, and at crucial moments, helping alleviate loneliness in bed..."

"Get lost!" Sophie snapped open the salty pig’s hand he extended, pulling the still-shocked Song Yanan, retreating under the cool umbrella, "Quickly deal with him, stop dawdling!"

"Humph! Are you done with your farewells?"

Watching Lin Mu turn around unhappily, Ghost King raised his dagger, pointed it distantly and said, "You can die now!"

"Tsk, a trifling assassin, I’m truly curious who gave you such confidence."

Lin Mu smirked, stepping towards the pool. In the next moment, a miracle unfolded: the pool water halted a mere three inches below his knees, Lin Mu tread gallantly on the water, as if walking on solid ground, his calm demeanor left the two women behind him covering their cherry lips, eyes filled with disbelief!

"You actually know Lightweight Water Floating?" Ghost King’s eyes narrowed, couldn’t help exclaiming.

"Lightweight Water Floating? Sure, you could think of it that way."

Lin Mu shrugged and said, "If you’re scared, now’s the time to plead for mercy. So later, I won’t lose control and accidentally kick your rear end; when that happens, Western Europe Hospital’s stitching might not suffice."

Who exactly is he, knowing so many of my secrets?

Waves of uneasiness surged in Ghost King’s heart, though he quickly suppressed them. He stepped into the water, surprisingly it only reached his knees, "Humph, what good is Lightweight Water Floating? If you believe you’re invincible, you’re foolish."

"I see, originally you’re a second-rate assassin, but now you’ve become first-rate."

Lin Mu chuckled, his expression not surprised.

"Enough talk, go die!"

The man before him gave a bad feeling, Ghost King didn’t want to waste more words. He moved, stepping on the water, thrusting his dagger at Lin Mu. To kill six U.S. colonels back then amidst fortified defenses, he had to possess extremely high skills. Ghost King’s move truly carried the momentum of a storm. His dagger broke through the air, generating piercing whistling, the surrounding three-meter pool water seemed drawn by some force, swirling tumultuously.

"Not bad skills..."

Lin Mu took a deep breath, clasped his hands, actually pinching the sharp blade just before disaster struck. Ghost King smirked inwardly, flipped his wrist intending to slice Lin Mu’s fingers, yet at that moment, the steel-forged dagger trembled suddenly, transmitting an odd frequency through the hilt. Ghost King’s fingers tingled, half his body losing sensation.

"Shame, lacking blood vigor, unstable foundation! Westerners, relying solely on External Skills, lack Inner Qi; whereas Huaxia’s martial arts masters excel in Qi Cultivation, so Lin Mu feels no pressure facing Western assassins with brute strength but no Inner Qi. With a pitiful face, he lifted his leg and kicked Ghost King’s groin.

"Bang!" Amidst the dull sound, Ghost King slipped back across the water, barely reaching land, overwhelmed by pain, cold sweat dripping as he knelt. Lin Mu wasn’t well off either; he never guessed this **** assassin would be shamelessly peculiar. This bastard actually wore iron underwear, yes, iron underwear, and not just any kind—it had spiked iron underwear. Lin Mu’s kick made several bloody holes.