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The Super Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO

Chapter 1271 - 1286: Airport Incident
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Chapter 1271: Chapter 1286: Airport Incident

Lin Mu chuckled, then said, "I can let you go, sure. But I just cured your brain-dead disease, you gotta show some gratitude, right? How about this: you kneel down and call me ’sir’! Then say a few nice things. If I’m satisfied, I’ll let you off."

"What, I kneel down and beg you?" The East police officer was instantly depressed. A dignified superintendent of the Metropolitan Police Department, actually being forced to kneel and kowtow to some Huaxia punk in front of everyone—if this got out, it’d be the joke of the century. He’d lose every shred of dignity, and the whole East police circle would be humiliated along with him. If it really came to that, he’d never be able to mix in this line again.

"What now? I cured your brain-dead disease, and you can’t even kneel once and say thank you?" Lin Mu said with clear displeasure.

Seeing Lin Mu’s expression darken, the East police officer almost pissed himself. In front of Lin Mu he was basically a little shrimp, completely unable to fight back. That so-called Hiroshima karate expert, police force combat champion—what a ****ing joke. Lin Mu had just pinched his neck with one hand and already half took his life!

"Big bro, I’m begging you, let me off this once, okay?" The East police officer looked at Lin Mu and pleaded. Begging with words he could accept, but to kneel down and kowtow to Lin Mu, that he really didn’t have the guts for. After all, you still gotta keep living in this world, right?

"Sigh, looks like if I don’t give you a little color to see, you just won’t get it." Lin Mu let out a disappointed sigh. Why was this guy so clueless?

Lin Mu toyed with the pistol for a moment, then casually fired a few shots at the East cops ten meters away. Hearing the gunshots, the East police officer directly scared himself into pissing his pants. But no one died, because Lin Mu’s marksmanship was insanely accurate. As the Wolf Fang Soldier King of the North African Grassland, this level of shooting was basic. Every bullet hit a policeman’s hat dead-on, so Lin Mu merely shot off a few hats and didn’t take a single life!

Even so, that group of East cops all turned pale as paper, bodies trembling. Including this East police officer—he knew that if Lin Mu had really gone for the kill, what would’ve blown open on that subordinate’s head just now wasn’t his hat, but his skull!

"Mm, East-made pistols are pretty decent!" Lin Mu nodded with satisfaction and blew on the hot barrel.

"Y-you... what are you going to do?" The East police officer stared at Lin Mu in terror. Was this guy about to shoot him?

"Nothing much. Just think this gun’s kinda fun, so I wanna take it for a spin." Lin Mu raised the pistol in his hand and aimed it right at the East police officer.

The East police officer’s eyes bulged as he stared at the pitch-black muzzle, and then his crotch went wet. Drop by drop, the liquid slowly dripped onto the floor.

The next second, thud—he dropped to his knees. To hell with saving face, to hell with dignity. In front of death, that crap wasn’t worth shit. When you’re about to die, what good are pride and face? The only thing that matters is keeping your little life!

"Boss, don’t kill me, I’m begging you, don’t kill me. I’ve got elderly above and kids below, my whole family relies on me to survive. Let me off, big bro, I beg you." The East police officer said in utter panic.

Lin Mu smiled. "Mm, your performance is barely acceptable. Fine, I’ll spare you."

"Thank you, big bro, thank you, big bro." The East police officer’s dignity was gone without a trace; he instinctively kowtowed to Lin Mu several times.

Lin Mu loosened his grip on the man’s neck, basically dragging the East police officer back from the gates of the Ghost Sect. "Alright, hurry up and get lost. Don’t come bother me again. Next time you won’t get such a good chance." ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Y-yes, yes, I’ll roll, I’ll roll right away." The East police officer said, then literally lay down on the ground and rolled away.

"Uh... that obedient, huh." Lin Mu felt a bit speechless.

After the East police officer rolled off, he didn’t even look back at the other East cops and just took off running. You could tell Lin Mu had scared the shit out of him. The cops around had already tasted Lin Mu’s terror; none of them dared provoke this god of slaughter again. They were just in the force to earn a living, no one was stupid enough to trade their life for a paycheck.

So the bunch of East cops tactfully withdrew, and the scene instantly returned to calm. Watching the East cops flee in disgrace, Caini finally couldn’t suppress the excitement in her heart and started clapping.

"Brother Lin, you’re too domineering and badass, so damn cool." Caini said excitedly to Lin Mu. She’d thought Lin Mu was done for this time, but he’d ended up brutally stomping on the Easterners’ arrogance again.

"Heh heh, I’m just average, third-best in the whole country." Lin Mu didn’t know the meaning of the word modesty.

Meanwhile at Hatanaka Manor, Lingmu hurried a few steps into the main hall. The everyday matters of the Jushi Association were usually handled by Lingmu. As Hatanaka’s right-hand man, he took care of the Jushi Association’s daily affairs. But this time, he had to report directly to Hatanaka Tairou.

"Hatanaka Futoshi, we’ve got a situation." Lingmu said as soon as he entered.

"What situation?" Hatanaka Tairou took a sip of tea, his voice still flat, steady as Mount Tai. No matter how abnormal the situation, he always appeared calm and composed. That was the aura of the Jushi Association’s Sect Leader. By comparison, although Lingmu was the one handling things on the surface, what he lacked was that king-over-the-world kind of presence.

"Our people just reported in: Miss Meimei and that dancer Caini from the Royal Club appeared together with Lin Mu at the airport, and it seems they had a conflict with the police." Lingmu reported.

"And then?" Hatanaka Tairou asked blandly.

"Then Lin Mu gave those cops a brutal lesson. One of the officers even knelt down and begged him for mercy. Right now the police can’t do anything to Lin Mu and have already backed off. Their flight is at three o’clock, so they should be about to go through security. Do we make a move?" Lingmu asked.

Hatanaka Tairou pondered for a moment, then said, "Since he wants to leave, let him. As long as he doesn’t provoke us, it’s fine."

"But Miss Meimei...?"

"Forget it, let her go. At this point we probably couldn’t stop them even if we tried." Hatanaka Tairou said. Although Guo Meimei’s body was very important to him, right now he simply had no way to stop her, so he could only choose to let go.

At this moment, in the departure hall of Hiroshima City Airport, Lin Mu and the other two were still anxiously waiting for their plane.

"It’s about time, we’re almost ready to board." Guo Meimei said from the side.

"Alright, let’s go." Lin Mu waved them over.

The three of them walked together toward the security checkpoint. When they reached it, Lin Mu was stopped.

"Sorry, sir, you’re not allowed to board the plane." The security personnel looked at Lin Mu and said.

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