Chapter 1641 - 1654: Even a Gun Won’t Help

Chapter 1641: Chapter 1654: Even a Gun Won’t Help

"Tch, I’m not the only sleazy one." Lin Mu curled his lips, carefully tucked the sachet close to his body inside his clothes, then pouted and said, "Those guys over there, fought with me for so long!"

"..." Sophie didn’t know how to comment on such a shameless person, shook her head, leaving behind the word "boring," and walked out. By the time the two of them returned to the car, it had already gotten dark. They initially planned to grab a bite in the city, but Nanny Wang called. After some murmuring, Sophie couldn’t refuse and reluctantly agreed.

"You seriously want to go back for dinner?"

Lin Mu frowned and said, "That old lady’s so gloomy, it’s clear she’s not a good person, and that sissy, always scheming something bad. Be careful they put something in the food and turn raw rice into cooked rice!"

"I’ve noticed, you can’t say anything nice." Sophie hung up the phone, snapped.

"Bitter medicine cures illness, honest advice irritates the ears!"

"I think you’re petty." Sophie sneered lightly. "Nanny Wang only mentioned once that you’re physically weak, yet you still hold a grudge about it? And Wuque, that kid might be a bit eccentric, but he’s pure and kind at heart, not like someone who’s always thinking about dirty deeds, plotting bad things all day long."

"Tsk!" Lin Mu smacked his lips, about to speak when a large tree suddenly fell ahead, blocking the road perfectly in the center!

Lin Mu looked up at the sky, but there was no thunder. How did the tree just fall like that? As he took a few steps forward intending to inspect it closely, footsteps sounded from the forest, and a dozen burly, blade-wielding bandits strode out like heavenly warriors. In the blink of an eye, they surrounded Lin Mu and the Bugatti completely.

"What the hell, it’s a robbery!" Lin Mu exclaimed, his expression blank.

"No, no, no! Just a robbery can’t vent the rage in my heart!" From the crowd emerged a familiar face, skinny as a stick, smirking with a cigarette in his mouth, shotgun on his shoulder, who else could it be but Young Master Wei, with whom they had a conflict at the auction?

"Then what do you want?" Lin Mu rolled his eyes.

Feeling the advantage was solid, Young Master Wei was obviously in a great mood. He ignored Lin Mu, the lousy driver, flicked his cigarette butt onto the car window, sparking light that revealed Sophie’s pale, bloodless cheek. "Come out, President Su! At this point, what’s the point of hiding inside?"

"What do you want?"

Taking a deep breath, the beautiful president forced herself to stay calm as she stepped out of the car, but couldn’t help secretly lamenting.

These guys came well-prepared, not only blocking the road but also jamming mobile signals. She had tried several calls from the car earlier, all of which couldn’t connect. Now there’s no help to call, apart from Lin Mu, she’s on her own. Sure, Lin Mu’s combat power is quite monstrous, but as the saying goes, no kung fu can dodge a cleaver, not to mention they have a shotgun...

"Do we really need to ask? Of course, it’s targeting you."

Young Master Wei laughed slyly, taking a step forward and inhaling deeply, "Ah, so fragrant, worthy of the goddess of commerce, Wancheng’s number one beauty, even smells fascinating..."

"Pervert!" Sophie spat in anger and embarrassment, unable to stand his lecherous gaze, she instinctively took a step back, hiding behind Lin Mu.

"Huh, I forgot about dealing with you, the extra." Young Master Wei raised an eyebrow, lifted his arm, jabbing the gun barrel at Lin Mu’s chest playfully, "Weren’t you acting tough at the auction, why are you quiet now, say something?"

"Uh, what do you want me to say?"

"Nonsense, of course, it’s begging for mercy." Young Master Wei was quite unhappy. This lousy driver gave such a weak performance, without crying pathetically, begging on his knees, how could he showcase the power of a godfather? So, he had to endure his impatience, softly coaxing, "You never know, if you beg, I might feel generous and let you leave, which isn’t impossible!"

"Eh, that simple?"

Lin Mu hesitated as if tempted, "If I beg, you’ll let both of us go?"

"No, no, no, I meant you, not her!"

Young Master Wei chuckled sinisterly, "Today, I’m here specifically for President Su. If she doesn’t satisfy the brothers, she can forget about leaving. As for you, youngster, you’ve only got one life, even heroes saving beauties have to pick the right occasion, judging by your appearance, you must have some status, with a lot of money. Why be bothered about women elsewhere?"

"Sounds reasonable, though!"

Lin Mu pretended to contemplate, scratching his head, while the president behind him turned pale and quickly grabbed his arm, blinking her beautiful eyes pitifully.

Lin Mu’s face grew more distressed, appearing caught in an inward battle, but upon closer inspection, you’d notice his sly smirk.

"You’re deceiving again."

Indeed, the person understanding Lin Mu best was none other than Sophie, the beautiful president of Yunhai Mansion.

When she noticed him sleazily rubbing his elbow against her chest, Sophie quickly grasped the situation’s truth. This scoundrel was taking advantage of the moment! Embarrassed and angry, she reached out without thinking, pinched his soft waist, and gave it a fierce 365-degree twist.

"Ouch!" His plot ruined, Lin Mu was left grimacing in pain, not daring to stick closer.

"No choice, the lady doesn’t want me to go, seems like I’m staying."

"Hmph, won’t take the easy way, huh?"

Young Master Wei snorted coldly, never really intending to let Lin Mu go. He just wanted to humiliate this country-bumpkin driver, then listen to his beautiful, desperate, painful cries as he dismembered him into pieces, exacting revenge for the humiliating defeat at the auction. As a competent second-generational official, Young Master Wei believed his performance fit the flow, albeit Lin Mu’s was pretty lame...

"If you want to die, it’s easy. I’ll grant your wish now."

With a vicious gleam in his eyes, Young Master Wei was ready to pull the trigger, intending to make Swiss cheese out of Lin Mu, then have him grovel and kiss his feet!

But unfortunately, just as he was about to pull the trigger, a sound of crunching metal suddenly rang near his ear, leaving him momentarily stunned, instinctively glancing down, only to see his trusty weapon of choice being grasped by a large hand, twisted and kneaded, until the barrel was bent into a twisted knot, resembling fried dough, rendered into scrap metal.