Chapter 1553 - 1568: Timely Rescue

Chapter 1553: Chapter 1568: Timely Rescue

"Why are you in such a hurry? I haven’t even seen the person yet. How do I know you’re not tricking me?"

"Damn it! In the underworld, trust comes first." Ling Xiaoqiao raised an elegant eyebrow, exuding the aura of a true underworld figure, "Go ahead, ask around about who I am. Me, Ling Xiaoqiao, deceiving you? What a joke!"

"Tch! Nowadays, women with a bit of beauty don’t even need a script to lie."

Lin Mu wasn’t buying it at all. He jumped out of the car, stared at Ling Xiaoqiao, and sneered, "With a face like yours that can ruin nations, how could I not be cautious? Just wait; once the person is out, I’ll delete the photos myself."

"You..."

"What do you mean, ’you’? That’s the happy decision we’ve made."

"Happy my ass, stop right there... Damn, bastard!"

Seeing Lin Mu dart across the road, heading towards the opposite side, Ling Xiaoqiao suddenly became both angry and anxious.

The Mingzhu Five-Star Club is Master Gang’s lair, with at least thirty to forty elite fighters inside. Anyone who charges in alone would definitely not have a good time. Although using a borrowed knife to kill was her original intention, the situation had now changed.

If Lin Mu got caught in there, the phone with the covert photos would most likely fall into someone else’s hands.

The enmity between her and Master Gang was like fire and water. If he got hold of those photos, the consequences would be unimaginable...

With a slap, she knocked the approaching manager to the ground. Lin Mu took a deep breath, like a tiger roaring in the jungle, and shouted in an incredibly domineering voice, "I’m here to cause trouble! Tell your boss to come out and take a beating!"

The entire hall immediately fell into silence. Whether it was the manager whose face was swollen like a pig’s head or the welcoming girls, they all froze on the spot.

Where was this place? The Mingzhu Five-Star Club! Chang’an District’s boss, Master Gang’s place!

Ever since two years ago, when a man worth ten million, who had connections with both the legal and illegal worlds, was beaten to a pulp and disappeared in the Pearl River Delta without a squeak, it seemed no one dared to come mess with Mingzhu again.

Does this guy have a screw loose, or has he had too much Brothers Wei? Coming here to stir up trouble, does he have a death wish?

In no time at all, a dozen or so black-clad security guards flooded out of the foyer. Every one of them was muscular and fierce-looking, not to mention the tattoos exposed to the open air, showing zero taste. These macho men, each seeming to have ’I’m a gangster’ written on their foreheads, exuded a fierce aura as if they alone could block a thousand enemies. If it were ordinary people, they would probably wet their pants before even making a move.

Unfortunately, Lin Mu wasn’t an ordinary person. The North African Wolf Fang Soldier King, who single-handedly swept through the Jushi Association in the East and the Navy SEALs in the United States, was far fiercer than most could imagine. The piercing, anguished cries and the dull thuds of fists and feet hitting flesh filled the hall, like an epic elegy, tragic yet stirring.

Thirty seconds! In just thirty short seconds, a dozen or so mighty men were utterly battered, lying on the ground crying for their parents.

"I told you already, why get so worked up over eating shit? Sigh, giving yourself a bruised and battered face, was it worth it? Medical fees are expensive these days." Lin Mu sighed with a face full of false pity, as if he hadn’t just been the one to take them down.

Ignoring the group of beaten guards bleeding from anger, Lin Mu adjusted his dapper Armani shirt and approached a girl staring in shock, politely saying, "Sweet little girl, can you tell me where Master Gang is now?"

On the third floor of Mingzhu, inside the VIP room.

Waving away his underlings, Master Gang licked his lips. His face, full of fat, radiated sleaziness and ****.

From his teenage years to now, climbing his way up, he’s played with not a thousand, then at least eight hundred women. But someone as elegant and unworldly, a beauty as dreamlike as this, he had never experienced.

Just the thought of having this beauty beneath him soon, to ravage and vent without restraint, made Master Gang’s whole body itch with heat. He couldn’t help ripping his shirt open, exposing his hairy chest.

"What do you think you’re doing?" Sophie felt a wave of nausea, as if she had swallowed a fly, and quickly turned her head away.

If she said she wasn’t scared, it would be a lie, but her inherent pride wouldn’t allow her to show weakness in front of an old rogue. Steeling her nerves, Sophie coldly chided, "Such audacity, kidnapping even me. Do you know who I am?"

"Heh, you sure talk big. A worldly whore, you seriously think you’re some noble lady?"

These days, dignitaries all care about status and ceremony. Who in their right mind would wander alone to an open-air market to eat, like in a youth romance drama?

Throwing aside his shirt, unbuckling his belt, Master Gang laughed lecherously as he slowly approached.

"If you’re smart, obey obediently. Once I’m satisfied, I’ll let you go. Otherwise, once I’ve had my fun, I’ll give you to my brothers. Heh heh, with a hundred people taking turns, I’m afraid you won’t be able to handle it, would you?"

"Shameless!"

Sophie’s face flushed. She was the prestigious President Su; when had she ever encountered such low-class scum? Seeing Master Gang’s hideous face, down to his underwear, baring all in front of her, her heart turned cold as ice, and she shut her eyes in despair, "Lin Mu, when will you come?"

"Heh heh, Lin Mu? Even if Bruce Lee came today, he wouldn’t be able to save you."

Master Gang grinned as he prepared to pounce forward to satisfy his lust. But just then, the door to the room was suddenly kicked open. Two guards at the door flew like kites with broken strings, arcing beautifully in the air, then crashing to the ground with their bottoms up, faces down.

The sudden turn of events indeed startled Master Gang. However, having been in the underworld for years, he exploded with a roar, and his strong body sprang up, delivering a roundhouse kick. His hairy, thick leg swept out with a howling wind, moving like a nimble rabbit, swift as thunder! This was Master Gang’s signature move. Countless heroes had met their end under this flashy, thick leg.

"I’m still in my prime!"

Master Gang couldn’t help the satisfied smirk tugging at his lips, even considering what kind of pose to strike upon landing, to highlight his world-dominating aura. But alas, he was giving it too much thought. The next moment, a fist flew at him like a ghost through the air.

"Crack!" His shin bone broke; Master Gang’s grand move collapsed on the spot. It felt just like a raging bull charging mightily forward, only to have its backside pierced by a bullfighter’s sword... Master Gang’s eyes bulged, his dark face contorted with pain, but before he could even let out a blood-curdling scream, Lin Mu was already upon him, claws outstretched.